Song Ciwan stood at the gate of the city, looking up at the tall guards who looked like weathered stone sculptures.

The tallest one, five feet tall, is already at the height of the castle tower, and it can make people suffer from a phobia of giant objects in an instant.

In contrast, Song Ciwan, who was standing at the foot of the city wall, was as small as dust.

Song Ciwan tried to walk slowly into the city gate, and she found that these giants did not look down at her, and no one cared about her move into the city.

The moment she walked through the city gate, the green leaf in her purse on her wrist shook slightly.

Song Ciwan seemed to have penetrated a layer of cold water and stepped into another world.

The scene of the city unfolded before her eyes, and what caught her eye was, first of all, a splendid decay.

The crumbling bluestone streets, the decaying houses, but there are countless dark red shining points floating in the air.

The point of light floated and fell towards Song Ciwan's body, and a talisman that Song Ciwan was carrying with him suddenly moved at this time.

The evil talisman emitted a scorching aura, enveloping Song Ciwan's body, and the points of light retreated one after another.

These points of light turned out to be the embodiment of the underworld qi of the Phantom Underworld City.

In the Phantom City, the spirit of the underworld is everywhere, and if the living are contaminated, their vitality will be suppressed.

Fortunately, the power of these ownerless spirits is limited, and a low-level evil amulet is enough to shake them open.

Song Ciwan walked along the street, but all kinds of strange sounds came from the dilapidated shops on both sides of the street.

There is a purring sound...... Like some giant beast eating;

There is a crunching sound...... It's like a saw cutting something;

There was a whining cry...... I can't tell if it's a human or some other inexplicable weird species crying.

- This is not really an empty city!

The streets of this city seem to be dilapidated and lonely, and there are almost no pedestrians on the streets, but the shops on both sides are actually very lively.

Song Ciwan walked on the street, and could even feel that there seemed to be countless cold eyes on both sides of the road, either through the window or through the crack in the door, sticking to her little by little, following her closely.

After another moment, the street scene ahead suddenly changed.

I saw that in this dark city, there was a dark river in front of it.

Above the river, a stone bridge rises high and arches. On the left bank of the stone bridge, an octagonal pavilion with arches and eaves is built on a high ceiling.

The pavilion is huge, and under each corner hangs a dark red paper lantern.

The lanterns swayed in the cold wind, and the pavilion was crowded together, but I don't know how many people were standing.

As Song Ciwan approached, a voice in the pavilion sighed, "There are living people again." ”

Those "people" who were standing all brushed towards Song Ciwan.

The next moment, in the middle of these crowded "crowds", a hand suddenly reached out, and then, a figure struggled to push the surrounding "people" away, and he shouted: "Help!" Help me......"

Knock knock, the crowded "people" around him pressed him down again.

A voice said, "If you will lose the bet, since you have gambled your life on us, then you are ours." ”

Then came the gossip: "What's so bad about joining us?" Stay, here is the eternal ......"

"Three calamities and nine calamities, birth, old age, sickness and death, can all be thrown away, and the road to immortality is just around the corner! Do you not know what is good or bad? ”

"Idiot, come quickly, I'm ...... with you"

……

Song Ciwan stood on the edge of this pavilion, and saw a plaque hanging in the middle of the pavilion, with the words "Eternal Pavilion" written on it: Eternal Pavilion!

It's such a big breath that it's actually named "eternal".

At the edge of the pavilion, a "person" suddenly turned around.

I saw that this person's face was dry, his skin was pale, and his eyes were only whites and no pupils.

He grabbed the center of the pavilion with his backhand, and in that central position, there was originally a person struggling to shout "help" to Song Ciwan, but as he grabbed the void, the shout of "help" completely disappeared.

But there was an extra handful of beads in the palm of this man's hand, a handful of blue beads.

He said slowly: "Ten Yuan Shou Zhu gamble, do you bet on passers-by?" ”

Song Ci hadn't answered yet, and the three ancestral dragon coins she was carrying with her emitted a hot temperature in her arms!

The next moment, several figures rushed from another road along the river.

The man running at the front was full of fanaticism, and he also held a handful of blue and faint Yuan Shou Zhu in his hand, and from afar, he shouted loudly: "I bet with you!" Ten Yuan Shou Beads gamble! ”

And this person, Song Ciwan actually knew, he was Xie Zhang!

Behind him, there were several figures chasing.

Those figures were men and women, immortal cultivators and martial artists, and the fastest immortal cultivator was holding a bronze mirror with a simple shape in his hand.

While running, he pinched his hands from time to time, and the bronze mirror rotated in his hand, and every time he turned, a cold clear light would shoot out, and the clear light would fall to the ground, and layers of cold frost would form on the ground.

This bronze mirror, called the Frost Mirror, is a low-grade magic weapon!

The immortal cultivator holding the frost mirror shouted angrily while chasing: "Xie Yunxiang, you are a dog! How can you get this longevity pearl alone? You hurt my junior brother, today Xue will avenge my junior brother! ”

Song Ciwan: ......

Wait, Xie Yunxiang?

The one in front, isn't it Xie Zhang?

Song Ciwan stood silently aside, while performing Qimen Dao Technique, trying his best to minimize his sense of existence.

She now had a feeling of extreme absurdity, the ancestral dragon coinage was still hot in her arms, so she moved lightly under her feet, and retreated a way, and retreated a way.

On the edge of the pavilion in front of him, Xie Zhang was as nimble as a rabbit and dodged the attacks of the frost mirror again and again.

Finally, he rushed into the eaves of the "Eternal Pavilion".

He shouted again loudly: "Ten Yuanshou beads, I will bet with you with ten Yuanshou beads!" Do you bet or not? ”

At the edge of the pavilion, the withered man sighed.

said: "Since the value of gambling goods is equal, how can there be any reason not to gamble?" ”

When the words fell, I saw eight gray pillars of light suddenly falling from the edge of the octagon of the pavilion.

The pillar of light shrouded Xie Zhang under the high eaves of the "Eternal Pavilion", making him directly opposite the withered face man standing at the edge of the pavilion.

As for the people chasing Xie Zhang in the rear, such as the monk surnamed Xue who was chasing at the front, the frost mirror in his hand was still attacking, and when it was, the clear glow of the frost mirror just collided with the hanging pillar of light.

In an instant, Qinghui rebounded, and with lightning speed, he covered the monk surnamed Xue in it.

The monk surnamed Xue had no room to dodge at all, and in an instant, he was frozen into an ice sculpture at the moment!

Further behind, the people chasing Xie Zhang with the monk surnamed Xue stopped one after another.

As a lesson from the past, Xie Zhang entered the gambling game, but instead obtained the protection of the strange world "Eternal Pavilion"!

(End of chapter)