Zhao Lei is still invisible, walking in this ghost town.

Through Wu Guang's words before, Zhao Lei understood that this was an ancient battlefield formed over time.

It must be among them, not only those weaker ghosts he encountered before.

There must be that kind of powerful ghost that is very strong, and there may be some powerful ghosts that even Zhao Lei can't deal with, a hundred years and a thousand years.

Ghost king-level ghosts, maybe there are some of them.

And the ghost king is a ghost thing equivalent to building a foundation, which is not something that Zhao Lei can easily deal with.

Anything is afraid of the passage of time.

If a pig has been built up for thousands of years, then his cultivation is not comparable to ordinary people.

With this time, it is enough to pile up a Zhujin Dan.

The time is really scary.

Zhao Lei took this jar back into the storage ring, this jar is also a magic weapon, after he collected the ghosts in it, it could be put into the storage ring.

And this altar is also an alternative equivalent to a kind of soul refining banner that can absorb ghosts.

Zhao Lei can imagine how much this altar has a role for Wu Guang, and it is a magic weapon that he relies on for a living.

But Zhao Lei doesn't care about these, he can spare Wu Guang's life, which is already a kind of forgiveness for him.

Walking on the street, Zhao Lei looked around, which was exactly the same as a city in the mundane.

Even this street, even this house building is the same, if there is no such dark space, and the ghosts that appear from time to time, Zhao Lei doubts himself, and it seems that he has returned to Pingyang City.

Time can not only allow a person's cultivation and strength to be piled up, but also produce some very wonderful reactions.

For example, in this ghost town, Zhao Lei didn't expect that this could be slowly kneaded through time.

Form a ghost thing, a scene that lives in this city, which is very similar to the folk myths and stories of the underworld.

Zhao Lei wondered if such a rumor had spread after a mortal strayed into such a ghost town.

But this has a different flavor, Zhao Lei is not in a hurry, and now he has nothing to worry about.

Zhao Lei wanted to go to Fang City, but he just wanted to go shopping.

There was a thing last time that Zhao Lei kept thinking about, but that thing was still relatively expensive, and he believed that it should not be sold for a while.

Now that he has strayed into this ghost town, for Zhao Lei, he believes that this is an opportunity.

Because this kind of place can be encountered but not sought, and some people will never be able to touch it in their lifetime.

Some immortal cultivators, maybe a family, have never touched it, but he can touch it.

What is it? That's luck!

And Zhao Lei has always believed in his luck.

has luck and strength, which makes Zhao Lei very confident.

However, self-confidence is self-confidence, Zhao Lei is not so reckless, he is still very safe in the state of stealth, he has been going in the direction of the tower.

Of course, if on the way, if he encounters some courtyard rooms that interest him after all, Zhao Lei will still take a look, of course, there is no need to do it on the way.

But fortunately, the strength of these powerful ghosts that Zhao Lei encountered was still relatively low, and the strongest one he encountered was only equivalent to the middle stage of a monk's Qi training, which was just a drizzle for Zhao Lei now.

Of course, Zhao Lei knew that what he met was equivalent to a soldier, maybe a soldier was not a soldier, just an ordinary master.

There are soldiers, and naturally there will be so-called generals.

And the ruling class at the level of generals here must be those more powerful ghosts.

Fortunately, these are already more powerful ghost generals and rulers.

Naturally, he won't hang out outside, and even if he goes out, he must be accompanied by a hundred ghosts, and his momentum is very strong, and he can easily know it.

Soon Zhao Lei arrived not far from the bottom of this tower, and this ghost city came to a general conclusion after Zhao Lei's measurement.

It is a little bigger than Pingyang City, of course, the place where Zhao Lei appeared was not from the other end of the city, he appeared in the middle of the half.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have come so soon, atop a tall tower on the edge of the city.

Yes, this tower is not in the middle of the city, but in a relatively remote place.

But even so, Zhao Lei still spent nearly half an hour, of course, Zhao Lei also had a reason why he was not in a hurry to explore inside.

But no matter what, Zhao Lei also went to the bottom of this tower.

And in Zhao Lei's hands, there are more than a dozen yin beads that have been transformed after the death of powerful ghosts.

This is a good thing that is the most yin and pure, and like this year, it is also rare in the world of cultivating immortals, even if the quantity is relatively small, but the quality is very pure.

It is this kind of place that has been piled up over time to get this kind of thing, and not every powerful ghost will have it after death, it still depends on their strength and luck.

After Zhao Lei put the last yin bead back into the storage ring, he came to the bottom of the tower, and he walked over like this.

After coming to the bottom of the tower, he felt a different breath, which also made Zhao Lei's expression even heavier.

This is a familiar breath to him, a breath of foundation building.

Sure enough, in this ghost city, there is a ghost king who builds a foundation, which is also the worst result in Zhao Lei's impression, and it is also a natural result.

This breath poured out in such a bright and honest way, as if he was afraid that others would not know that there was a foundation here.

This is still on the surface, Zhao Lei has just arrived, and he doesn't know how many ghost kings like this kind of foundation building are hidden in this city, or a higher-level existence.

Fortunately, Zhao Lei has a strong divine sense, and after the concealment and blessing of his divine sense, coupled with stealth techniques, he can't let others discover his existence.

This kind of place appeared in Wanning Mansion, I don't know if it was good or bad, Zhao Lei had faintly felt that the strength of this ghost city was probably no worse than all the immortal cultivation forces in Wanning Mansion combined.

The powerful ghosts in this ghost town, if they cause trouble to the world because of this outing, it is enough to make the vitality of the entire Wanning Mansion greatly damaged.

No, I'm afraid that the entire Zhao Kingdom will cause a catastrophe because of this.

Of course, this is also an opportunity.

The appearance of any small world will always cause a bloody storm

Even if Zhao Lei goes out at this moment and reports this result, he is afraid that he will be able to get a reward that makes others very blushing.

And Zhao Lei also remembered that the sect in charge of Zhao was the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, and when he heard the name, he knew that they mainly practiced souls and ghosts.

Encountering this place, isn't it a great opportunity for them, as long as they can swallow it, I'm afraid that their strength will rise by several levels.