The ghosts on the Youtan Mountain have all been dismissed, and the spirit ships carrying strange ghosts have long gone away on the Wufu Sea, and the dark green ghost fire is covered with the dark sea, as if the stars in the sky are falling down.

Although the mountains have never seen the stars and the moon, but it is a place for ghosts who do not want to be reincarnated, this time all the ghosts left, all of them showed reluctance, wailing loudly, until the spirit ship went away, there was still a voice of grief sent by the sea breeze.

These ghosts will be sent to the underworld, whether they will be reincarnated, or they will be tortured in hell, or they will stay in the underworld to be a small errand messenger, depending on the merits and sins they have accumulated in their lifetime.

Some ghosts, who knew their sins, threw themselves into the sea of innocence on the spirit ship and fed the sea beasts under the water.

Soon, the faint green fire on the Youtan Mountain was almost gone, and the Wufu Sea also returned to its heavy darkness.

Twig didn't like this kind of darkness, which reminded her of the days in the jade bell on the other side, where it was also so desperately dark.

But she had to hide in the darkness, waiting for the beast that was good at hunting in the night.

"Will the old ghost of Pengshan really come?" Qianwei listened to the cry of the ghost in the distance, and frowned, the last group of ghosts had already left Youtan Mountain, but the old ghost of Pengshan had not moved.

Since Peony's accident, Qianwei's nerves have been tense, and although she is covered with a veil, her brows have never been loosened.

"Rest assured, he will definitely come. Xiao Zhi watched the last bit of green fire on the sea disappear, and the sea of Wufu returned to calm, but under this calm, there was a turbulent treachery.

Qianwei guessed from the description of the Ghost Emperor that the young man who came out of the black rock was Xue Suying, but she couldn't guess why he became like that, but since he dared to steal the Ghost Emperor's cultivation, he thought that he had betrayed Youtan Mountain.

But when did he stand on the side of the old ghost in Pengshan?

When the old ghost of Pengshan left Youtan Mountain, ten years ago, or was it earlier?

For Xue Suying, Xiaozhi is a bit of a pity, the once smart and kind little boy has now become a ghost.

Was he coerced by the old ghost of Pengshan, or had he been deceiving her?

What about Xue Qun, which side is he?

Could it be that a long time ago, the ghost mound was already under the control of the old ghost of Pengshan?

Although this speculation is frightening, but now that Youtan Mountain is in crisis, no one dares to have the slightest luck.

But such speculation will not help.

Jiang Liansheng was summoned out of the bamboo basket by the twig, and the cultivation in the peach wood had returned to him, here, he was the person who knew the old ghost of Pengshan best, and when everyone was at a loss, he should also do something.

As soon as Jiang Liansheng saw the evil array surrounding the spiritual fire in the belly of the mountain, he called out its name: Nightmare Array.

Originally, the Nightmare Array was set up by people who had cultivated to the highest level, in order to trap evil spirits and keep the right path.

But the old ghost of Pengshan used one hundred and eighty demonic spirits to set up an array, obviously not to keep the right path.

Jiang Liansheng looked at the stumps of the immortal body piled up into a small hill, and the heads that were piled up separately on the side, and frowned, "No, there is one missing." ”

"What's missing?" Qianwei asked.

Jiang Liansheng glanced at Qianwei, for some reason, Xiaozhi always felt that his eyes were a little different from Qianwei's eyes, as if they had known each other, but at this moment, everyone's thoughts were on the old ghost of Pengshan, and Xiaozhi didn't want to ask too much.

Jiang Liansheng said: "There is a lack of eyes." ”

"Xue Suying?" Lu Qidao, since Xue Suying can shuttle through the black rocks, whether he is an array or not, he must be inseparable from this nightmare array.

To catch Xue Suying, unless the entire black rock of Youtan Mountain is pried open, this is obviously impossible, even if it can, it is not possible to complete it in a short period of time, by then, Youtan Mountain is afraid that it has become a soul-devouring and refining crematorium.

Although Xue Suying is not easy to catch, the Nightmare Array is not invulnerable.

Jiang Liansheng said: "As long as the immortal bodies attached to these ghosts are hidden in a place that no one knows, so that the ghosts cannot find them, they have no place to cling, their cultivation will be damaged, and the power of the Nightmare Array will be greatly reduced." ”

Qianwei said: "But these immortal bodies are already crippled, can they still cling to?"

"At the beginning, the ghosts of the Hundred Ghost Array killed 100,000 immortal monarchs, and those immortal monarchs were all torn and chewed up, but what ......happened later?"

Later, those ghosts and spirits all became the appearance of immortal monarchs, all of them were immortal and ghostly.

"So, can these broken immortal bodies still be put back?" Qianwei was surprised, this thing can be repaired repeatedly?

"I'm afraid so. Jiang Liansheng pointed to the bamboo basket on the back of the twig and said: "Where the ghosts can't find it, you have one here, come on, let's put these stumps and bones into the bamboo basket." ”

Twig: "......"

The one hundred and eighty broken corpses of the immortal body were stuffed into her precious bamboo basket, and she refused in her heart.

Jiang Liansheng said again: "If there is a problem with the Nightmare Formation, the old ghost of Pengshan will definitely be able to sense it, he has worked hard to set up this formation, and he will not let it be destroyed, you just wait, he will appear soon." ”

Hearing this, Qianwei, who was still a little embarrassed to trouble Xiaozhi, grabbed a round head with one hand and rushed towards Xiaozhi.

"Jiang Liansheng, if the old ghost of Pengshan doesn't come, I'll be done with you!" Xiao Zhi yelled at Jiang Liansheng.

......

The old ghost of Pengshan didn't come, but there were a lot of ghosts.

Dozens of white-clothed immortal monarchs stepped on the waves, setting off stormy waves on the Wufu Sea.

And before that, a strange thing happened in the world.

It is said that a group of immortal cultivators emerged from Sizhao Mountain outside Chunyi City, all of whom looked like fairies, but their eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, which made people's backs numb when they saw it, and the two trembled.

Some people say that these immortal cultivators were transformed by the souls of the disciples of Tongtian Pavilion who were burned to death by the demon world's Liuyun fire ten years ago, and now in this world, I am afraid that they will set off a bloody storm.

Within two days, news came from the north of the world, after the demon world occupied the north, it did not stop invading the Central Plains, and the human army was fighting inextricably in Jialuo Pass.

Some people also said that it was understandable that the unjust soul killing of this Tongtian Pavilion disciple was killed by the Demon Realm Liuyunhuo, but why did they want to kill people? Could it be that they were blinded by hatred?

There is a debtor and a debtor, this murder is not right!

Within two days, there were wanton murders of white-clothed monks in various parts of the world, and the world was panicked for a while.

Then someone said, this is not right, these white-clothed monks drink blood and eat meat, suck souls, and love to give you a headshot in the cold, which is extremely cruel, even if it is the soul of the disciples of Tongtian Pavilion, it is impossible to be so powerful.

So what the hell are these things?

Soon, news came from the Immortal Demon Battlefield that the two camps that were tortured by Suo Xianteng and were both defeated and injured had not yet eased up, and out of nowhere, more than a hundred white-clothed immortal monarchs suddenly appeared and broke into the military camp, and where they passed, there was a sea of corpses and blood.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon Realm, the Demon Realm, and the Ghost Realm all spread the news of the white-clothed Immortal Monarch making trouble.

The fairy world is even worse, the immortal monarchs and fairies dare not go out, for fear of being inexplicably stabbed by one of the immortal monarchs.

The four seas and eight wildernesses have become Shura hell.