The small soul condensing bowl was held in the palm of Wang Xuan's palm, and a thick and substantial death qi slowly flowed out of the bowl. This is the dead air mass that the monk Hongyuan collected from the ghosts of the dead and used them to condense.

Wang Xuan carefully blessed the spiritual power with his eyebrows and blood to extend to the dead qi, and the wisps of pale white mist were drawn out, lingering in front of Wang Xuan, and then carefully bound around his body by the spiritual power.

Not long after, a white mist hovered around him, and Wang Xuan's original aura was hidden under the cover of this dead qi.

If I knew this, where would I need the scales of the fish-headed man to hide my breath!

Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly absorbed the pure white dead qi into the dantian, and then wrapped it in a layer of spiritual power. In this way, before this mass of dead qi was consumed, Wang Xuan's living breath was completely covered by dead qi!

The next question is how to enter the city!

The closer you get to Lianwu City, the colder the air becomes. Even the blazing morning sun could not shine into this haunted land.

Standing in front of Wang Xuan's eyes was a continuous stretch of towering city walls, and the blue brick walls that were several feet high revealed a solemnity and coldness. From the city walls, it was still a familiar white mist of dead air.

Wang Xuan looked at the city wall and thought secretly in his heart,

When he went out of the city with Xuanjin, he drank the Moon Yin Ghost Wine to cover up the breath of the living according to the method said by the ghost heavenly master, so as to deceive the prohibition on the city gate. Now that he has the death qi of the soul condensing bowl in his hand, he can also hide his breath, so he should be able to enter the city.

And according to the villagers near Lianmai City, the evil spirits in the ghost town often take advantage of rainy days or nights to come out to plunder people and livestock, sometimes once every few days, sometimes once every seven or eight days. As a result, some of the villagers in the vicinity, some of the old, weak, sick and disabled who could not afford to flee far away had to hide in their holes dug at night or when the sun did not appear.

It is said that by mistake, with the cover of the breath of the leylines, these mortals can indeed hide the perception of ghosts and barely survive.

If this is the case, then it means that there is no law to follow for these ghosts to go out of the city and enter the city, and whether they leave the city or not depends on their rise. In this case, there is a dead air to cover it, and I think it should look the same as those ghosts who go out of the city and enter the city.

After thinking about it carefully and making sure that there were no mistakes, Wang Xuan began to walk along the city wall. As long as you find the gate to enter the city, you will be able to enter the city!

As for how to get close to the ghost king after entering the city, it is only a matter of taking one step at a time!

......

Inside the city

Tsing Yi was lying in a carriage with golden silk patterns, and a dragon-shaped copper furnace with a pattern of mantis beside him exuded a faint incense.

All the living creatures in the ghost town are kept together for the purpose of the ghost feast. So now the carriage is being dragged by two ragged horse-faced ghosts.

The two ghosts panted and dragged a long carriage through the ruined streets. It seems that even if this horse-faced ghost turns into a ghost, it is still not much different from a horse pulling a cart.

As the carriage twisted through the streets, the houses around it became more and more dilapidated and decayed, and a thick layer of dust shrouded everywhere, as if many years had passed here.

Not only that, but the surrounding dead white fog became thicker and thicker, and the coldness of the air also dropped rapidly. Even the two horse-faced ghosts, who were accustomed to coldness, couldn't help but shiver a little. It seems that this cold that envelops the surroundings is not just a simple decrease in temperature, but a direct freeze to the heart!

Even Tsing Yi, who was lying in the carriage, couldn't help but pull the mink blanket beside him and covered most of his body.

And so the carriage went on for a few more moments.

At this time, the surroundings were completely white, and it was impossible to see it three steps away. Frost had formed on the faces of the two horse-faced ghosts, and the long horses were spitting out a large gulp of white gas, and their teeth were chattering.

"Alright, that's it!"

Finally, the sound of Tsing Yi came from inside the carriage.

The two horse-faced ghosts immediately knelt on the ground as if they had been pardoned, bowed a few times, untied the saddle rope on their bodies, and rolled on the spot. Two horses with most of their flesh melted appeared in place, and then they ran back and forth with their hooves raised.

"Whew!"

Tsing Yi opened the curtain door and walked out of the carriage.

As soon as he felt the strange coldness around him, Tsing Yi couldn't help but shiver. Then his brow furrowed, and he suddenly slapped the three-foot scabbard hanging from his waist.

With a sword roar, a silver long sword flew out on its own.

The sword was scorching with silver throughout, and several gems of different colors were embedded in the hilt. This is not an ornament, but a rare variety of strange stones, which have a good blessing power for the long sword.

And the most conspicuous thing is that a foot-long hole is split in the sword body for no reason, and the wind is permeated on both sides, making the long sword look quite weak and seems to be very easy to break.

Sword of Soulbreaker!

After Tsing Yi summoned the Soul Splitting Sword, he flicked his fingers again, and a layer of green light shot out and hit the Soul Splitting Sword.

The Soul Splitting Sword suddenly shone with silver light, and then slashed around the Tsing Yi Void, and a silver light shield appeared. In this way, Tsing Yi beckoned again and took back the Soul Splitting Sword.

With the light shield of the sword light to resist, the cold that went straight to the heart around him was not so unbearable.

Tsing Yi stepped on the thick dust again and walked forward slowly.

Wan Lai was silent, and after walking in the white mist, Tsing Yi suddenly stopped.

What appeared in front of him at this time was a huge pearl taller than a person, emitting a faint white light.

If you look closely, this pearl is almost exactly the same as the one on the central tower of Lianwu City. In other words, the two are actually the same one.

"Father!"

Facing Mingzhu, Tsing Yi suddenly bowed heavily and said respectfully,

After a long time, the pearl's brilliance flashed suddenly, and a somewhat thick man's voice slowly came out,

"My son, what are you doing here?"

This voice is the Qingzhao Ghost King who has cultivated the Five Extremes Yuan Soul and guarded a city!

Tsing Yi straightened up and hesitated for a moment before speaking,

"Father... Or that thing. I... I want to go out of town and do some training!"

"No!"

The sound inside the pearl was like thunder. Although you can't see it, you can see that a lot of dust has been shaken down by listening to the sounds of "shuttles" and "shuttles" around you.

"This is a pinch. Moreover, even Dance City is also one of the passages, although it is not as good as the two gates of Yan Sentence and Decay, and it is not the passage of the rest of the prison heads. But what came out of here in the future was also a big man in the underworld. What if you rashly go out and make some trouble now, and provoke those so-called decent people to come and make trouble, and make a big mistake!"

"Father, no!" Tsing Yi said with some eagerness, "The child is just a dualistic cultivator, how can he attract the attention of those people!"

"Your body is a green ghost incarnated by me, do you think that green ghosts are very common in this world? Once those people see your true body, they will definitely pursue it. Don't cause any trouble for no reason, otherwise, don't think that you are the son of my incarnation and can't bear to do it. Remember, take back your ghost body only in the king's thoughts!"

"Got it, father..."Tsing Yi's voice was obviously much lower, "It's just that staying in this square inch ghost town every day is too boring, even those little ghosts can go out of the city." But I... Alas!"

"Why are you so ignorant!" Qingzhao Ghost King's voice was also a little gentle, "Now that yin and yang are turning backwards, the chaos of heaven and earth is imminent. As long as great things are about to happen, we can naturally get rid of these shackles. Son, bear with me a little longer!"

"Hmm!"

Tsing Yi lowered his head and responded sullenly,

"Also, this is the third time you've bothered me about going out of the city!" the voice of the Qingzhao Ghost King regained its majesty, "This is also the last time. Next time you don't have anything to do, you'll go to the secluded room and stay in the secluded room for half a month, understand?"

"Don't dare in the future!" Tsing Yi hurriedly knelt down towards Mingzhu, not caring about the dust on the ground stained by the brocade shirt on his body.

"Since this is the case, you can retreat! The power of the Moon Yin that this king has consciously accumulated is almost over, maybe with another half a month's effort, he will be able to break through the realm of the middle stage of the Five Extremes in one fell swoop!"

"Then the boy will congratulate his father in advance on his success!"

"Heh, you are the son of this king after all. If I complete the exercises, the remaining power of the Moon Yin in this Moon Yin Bead will naturally be yours!"

"Son, thank you father!"

As he spoke, Tsing Yi supported the ground with his hands, and actually buried Junlang's face in the thick pile of ash on the ground.

Qingzhao Ghost King seemed to be very satisfied with Tsing Yi's respectful attitude, and deliberately waited for a moment before Tsing Yi raised his head.

Then, the two ghosts talked for a while, and it wasn't until the Qingzhao Ghost King withdrew from Tsing Yi with some impatience that the brilliance of the pearl dimmed.

Tsing Yi naturally bowed down and slowly retreated, his face still showing awe.

But when Mingzhu faded and Tsing Yi turned around, what appeared on his face was clearly unwilling and resentful!

......

Finally, after a stick of incense, Wang Xuan saw the two recessed city gates.

Unlike last time, Wang Xuan, whose spiritual power cultivation had already risen sharply, could obviously see the prohibition on the city gate. A layer of faint blue light covered the city gate, it is conceivable that if there is no death qi to protect the body, there are living people or monsters who dare to push this door, and what is ushered in is a thunderous blow containing the prohibition of the mana of the ghost king.

The prohibition of a five-pole ghost king is only afraid that it is not so easy to bear.

"Senior, can you see that this door is strange?" Wang Xuan asked to the phosphorus fire on his shoulder,

"It's simple, it's just a ban on qi recognition. However, the power contained in it is quite large, and you have a dead aura to cover it, but you don't have to worry!" said the black unicorn grinningly,

After getting a satisfactory answer, Wang Xuan stabilized his mind and walked to the city gate with a slight force with his hands.

Silently, the city gate, which was several feet high, was easily pushed open a crack. Through the gap, it is obvious that there is a misty and thin white fog in the city.

Wang Xuanben was still a little worried about meeting the rest of the ghosts who went out of the city and entered the city, but he was lucky, and it was quiet here.

With a sigh of relief, and with a little more force in his hand, the gate was pushed open several feet wide.

Wang Xuan dodged and finally entered this dangerous situation again. Next, it will be a nine-death move to snatch the ghost king Yuanjing!

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