These people once dominated an era and overwhelmed those who were contemporaries.

However, compared to these people, what made Luo Wanning care more about the ghost fairyland.

It is said to be a fairyland, but it is named after a ghost.

There is also the fact that when she left the Firmament Immortal Palace, her senior elder specially told her to pay attention to her safety, it didn't matter if it was a chance or not, it seemed that there was something unspeakable.

At the same time, in a corner of the fairy world.

A young man in disguise was setting up a stall on the edge of a remote street, and with him was a young woman who was also disguised, and although she was disguised, it could still be seen that the two looked very similar.

And on top of their stalls were many fragments of weapons.

The shards were stained with the mud that had not yet dried, and the surface was rusty, as if it had just been dug out of the soil.

As soon as a deal was negotiated, the young man looked at the back of the departing person, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Is this the Upper Realm, more prosperous than he imagined."

He listened to the passers-by talking about the upcoming ghost fairyland and those who came for the ghost fairyland, and a trace of hatred and unwillingness flashed in the man's eyes.

If it weren't for the destruction of his family, there would definitely be a place for him among the Tianjiao that these people talk about and envy now.

He was sent to the Nether Realm because of his health since he was a child, and he looked forward to a family reunion every day, and now, he finally came back, but his home was gone, and he even had to live a life of displacement.

"Lowanning ......"

If it weren't for this woman, he wouldn't be what he is now.

"Brother, don't be impulsive, with our current strength, we can't deal with Luo Wanning at all, I have two tokens to enter the ghost fairy realm here, as long as we can get the immortal fate inside, we can have the capital to fight against her."

Yan Yunchao said.

During this time, Yan Yunchao can be said to have tasted the warmth and coldness of human affection, even if his own strength is not low, he has to hide his identity and hide in Tibet.

The princess of the Taixu God Clan, who was once high, now has to make a living by stealing other people's funeral goods and selling them.

Even when she left the Taixu God Clan, her father gave her a lot of things.

But these things, except for spirit stones and some cultivation resources, she can't use the rest at all, because once she takes them out, her identity will be exposed, attracting countless people to hunt them down.

As for those cultivation resources, the two of them were not available at all, and they were exhausted early in the morning, and they could be said to be destitute at this time.

"Donor, where did you get these things?"

Just as the brother and sister were talking, a voice suddenly came.

The two looked up and saw a monk with picturesque eyebrows, who was frowning slightly at the things on the stall at this time, with a slight anger in his eyes.

Sensing that this person was not here to buy things, Yan Yunqi said impatiently, "You don't care where I got these things from, if you don't buy them, please leave, don't disturb my business." ”

Duzhu looked at Yan Yunqi with a disapproving face, and said, "This donor, what you are doing now is detrimental to Yin Virtue, and there is still room for recovery in time to stop the loss, otherwise it will ......"

Before Duzhu's words were finished, he was interrupted by Yan Yunqi, "What is detrimental to Yin Virtue, you are not a monk very old, but your tone is not small." ”

After speaking, he swept away the things on the stall, and then quickly disappeared into the crowd with Yan Yunchao.

"That little monk's cultivation doesn't seem to be stronger than mine, why do you want me to leave?"

Yan Yunqi's face was dissatisfied, if it weren't for the Heavenly Sword just now urging him to leave quickly, he would definitely not let go of that nosy little monk easily.

"The identity of the little monk is not simple, this is the demon world, I am inconvenient to do it, if the two of you really fight, it is not known who will win and who will lose."

On the other side, the little monk looked at Yan Yunqi who was leaving, and couldn't help but shake his head, what he just said was true, why didn't he believe it.

At this time, a hand suddenly appeared and patted Duzhu's shoulder.

Duzhu turned around and saw the person coming, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Lord Luo Shi hasn't seen you for a long time." ”

Luo Wanning smiled slightly and said, "This is the first time we have met since they separated from the Western Spirit Mountain. ”

Hearing this, the little monk smiled embarrassedly, "During this time, the master has taught the little monk a lot of things, and all of this is thanks to Lord Luo." ”

For Duzhu's thanks, Luo Wanning just chuckled lightly and didn't say anything, because she knew very well that even if it wasn't for her, the future of the little monk would not be bad.

"By the way, who were you talking to?"

Seeing Luo Wanning asking, the little monk told him what had just happened.

"The man was selling something that had obviously just been dug up from the grave."

Compared with the atmosphere of Duzhu, Luo Wanning is calm.

After all, if you really want to talk about it, those ruins, secret realms, and the tomb of the Taixu God not long ago are strictly speaking cemeteries where people are buried after death.

And those opportunities that are fought for by everyone are the so-called funeral goods.

Hearing this, Atsutake's eyes widened, and his small face was full of surprise, he obviously didn't connect the relationship between the two.

Seeing his shocked look, Luo Wanning comforted, "You don't have to be like this, the reason why those people let people find out where they are after many years is because they want to find the inheritor, so you don't have to mind this kind of thing." ”

Hearing Luo Wanning say this, Duzhu's heart felt a little better, but he still felt weird.

At the same time, a huge stone gate tens of thousands of meters high slowly emerged in the medicine world, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The stone door is lined with orderly protrusions with a black sheen.

Behind this door is the legendary Ghost Realm.

At this time, in the void, the Great Elder and the others looked at this scene with serious expressions, and the Wen Ren on the side closed their eyes, chanted words in their mouths, and kept calculating in their hands, as if they were deducing something important.

After a long time, Wen Renju suddenly opened his eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The original black hair turned half white in an instant, as if it had experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes at that moment.

Seeing this scene, the people behind him hurriedly stepped forward to support Wen Rendu, who was about to fall.

Hearing this, he woke up slowly, took the healing pill, his gray hair turned black again, and then he shook his head and said to the Great Elder, "There is nothing I can do about this. ”

Hearing this, everyone around them showed disappointed looks, but no one blamed Wen Rendu, after all, this was what they expected.