People die with souls, become spirits in ten years, become evil in a hundred years, become generals in a thousand years, and become kings!

Of course, there are shortcuts. Among them, the most common is that the deceased is unwilling, and then the ghost lingers and becomes a yin ghost similar to the realm before his death. And the most important shortcut is to devour other Yin Ghosts and absorb the power of the other party.

"No, he's the Blood Spirit Ghost King!"

The moment Gu Mo Fengwen rushed into the stone gate, the consternation of the old man of the Ethereal Clan sounded in Hu Chang's mind.

I don't know what kind of forbidden technique Gu Mo Fengwen used on himself, and he absorbed the source qi underground for thousands of years, and he became a ghost king.

"Blood Spirit Ghost King, what the hell is that?"

"I can't explain it clearly for a while, Chang'er, you be more careful, if he finishes sucking the ghost generals inside, he will be able to recover his thousand-year-old power. The thousand-year-old Blood Spirit Ghost King is powerful, you have already seen the encounter between the guardian and the forty-ninth layer guard before!"

Ling Hu Chang's color changed, not to mention restoring his thousand-year-old strength, even if Gu Mo Fengwen was in a state of exhaustion, he was not necessarily an opponent.

"Pure snow, let's go, take advantage of now!"

Chunxue was surprised, the man had worked so hard to come here before, but now he was going to give up?

"But, I'll be able to meet your sweetheart soon!"

"Listen to me, go first!"

Of course, Chunxue would not refuse, and was about to leave with the man, when she suddenly found that her body was unconscious.

"You can go, but she's going to have to stay!"

Ling Hu Chang turned his head and sank to the bottom, in this short period of time, Gu Mo Fengwen actually sucked all the ghost generals and regained his strength to stand in front of the door. With one hand, an invisible force controls the pure snow!

"What do you mean, senior?"

"You don't have to know!"

Gu Mo Feng Wen smiled, turned around and left, while Pure Snow floated in the air and quickly followed.

"No! Master, quick!"

Ling Hu Chang was in a hurry, and before he knew it, he cared more about Chunxue than his own safety!

The ethereal old man flashed when he heard the voice, and with a wave of his hand, he snatched the pure snow, and also lifted the ban for her.

"Let's go, left passage!"

Before Gu Mo Fengwen could react, the two of them disappeared into the trap.

"Oh, don't do it yourself!"

Gu Mo Fengwen was dismissive and chased after him unhurriedly.

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Somewhere in the passage, in a violent sound, the embarrassed figure jumped out of the dust. Only then did he land, his feet were empty, and he quickly inserted the jade flute in his hand into the stone wall and hung it on the wall with one hand.

"What the hell is this place!"

If you look closely, you can see that this gray-faced person is the ruler. Look at his chaotic breath and torn clothes, and imagine the power of traps along the way.

"Childe, this way!"

Suddenly, a soft voice came into Si Quan's ears. Subconsciously, he was even more vigilant: ahead, what a graceful female ghost!

"Don't be nervous, my name is Fenghui, I'm here to show you the way!"

As the female ghost spoke, a child flashed, hugged her calf and looked at Si Quan curiously.

"Is this your daughter?"

"Well, her name is Milan Shuyin, I died because of her difficult childbirth, but I didn't expect her to die a few years later. Shuyin, say hello to your uncle!"

The female ghost squatted down and rubbed the girl, her face full of love.

"Hello uncle!"

Si Quan's face twitched, this girl's voice sounded crisp and cute, but her pale face and dark eye circles were really flattering.

"You know me?"

Si Quan jumped in front of the mother and daughter, and the ghost was not afraid of the other party's conspiracy, so he responded to the girl's question about the female ghost.

The female ghost smiled, coaxed her daughter away, and replied: "I am one of the Seven Immortals of Milan, not only do I know Childe, but I also know that Childe can resolve this crisis of the Phantom Spirit Clan. It was the elders of the clan who told me to wait for my son here. ”

Si Quan was surprised: "Can you clan elders still have a prophet?"

"Of course, the old man of the clan is very good at divination, and he can predict what has not happened yet, but he can only divinate a hexagram every three months!"

Si Quan pondered, this ability is somewhat similar to the divine stick of the god eye, and if there is a chance, he can visit and see if she knows what the blind man is doing!

"Where are you taking me?"

"The Queen's Tomb!"

"So what are you waiting for?"

Si Quan was pleasantly surprised, praying that it was still too late to save his mist. The female ghost Feng Hui seemed to be able to understand Si Quan's mood, and floated forward without any extra words.

"It's too slow, you show the way!"

Si Quan was impatient, and one side wrapped the female ghost in an air mask and took the other party with him.

Under the leadership of the female ghost, Si Quan did not encounter the slightest trap again, and soon approached the main room.

"The queen is in front of me, there are rules that I can't pass, Childe, please!"

"Thank you!"

Seeing that there was an exit ahead, Si Quan hesitated for a moment and let go of the female ghost. When I went up to take a look, I understood that Feng Hui really had no malicious intent.

Si Quan lurked in the cave on the stone wall, and in front of his eyes, was the huge tomb of the queen.

Si Quan didn't care about the formation feng shui or something, and a suspended jade coffin in the center of the stone room attracted his attention.

"Lord, you're here!"

Si Quan subconsciously turned his head, and suddenly his face changed greatly: the dark fog was standing in front of him alive.

"How are you?"

"Why aren't you dead? Actually, people are dead, it's just the body of a ghost. ”

Si Quan got up and touched it, and it was really cold, and then he was puzzled: "Aren't ghost cultivators all virtual bodies, how can I touch you?"

"Because I want to!"

The mist smiled, pulled Si Quan to another channel, and Si Quan was stunned without taking a few steps: there are thousands of floating mountains in front of him, thousands of waterfalls, the aura is pervasive, and the sea of flowers is fragrant. The ground is green like felt, and the spring breeze is quietly wandering!

"What is this place?"

"The Peerless Cloud Secret Realm, most of our dead clansmen live here!"

Si Quan had to sigh that the Phantom Clan was treated too well after they died, and other races lived in hell after death, but they lived in heaven.

"Come with me!"

Very satisfied with Si Quan's shock, the mist directly pulled him onto the grass, and suddenly turned around and pounced on him.

"Whew!

"My Shoushan, do you want to know what the ghost body tastes like?"

"Huh?"

"No one will come here, love me!"

Si Quan was stunned, this became the ghost queen's mist, why was he more enthusiastic and active?

"People and ghosts have different paths, guarding the mountain, it is very difficult to have a child between us, we have to work harder!"

Si Quan was still immersed in the joy of being lost and regained, feeling the coldness of the other party, and determined not to live up to the woman's interest.

For a time, the sea of flowers is fragrant, and the shallow grass is fragrant!

............

"Childe, wake up!"

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his hand, Si Quan woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Hui's pale little face close at hand!

"What's wrong with me?"

Si Quan was shocked, he found that he was still lying in the same position, his mouth full of dirt, and the fog did not exist at all.

"It's a jade coffin, which is stained with the breath of the queen and has the effect of confusing people. ”

Si Quan sighed secretly: It's just that the contaminated breath is so terrifying, how much the real person should turn all beings upside down!

"Childe, go and take away the Holy Maiden, otherwise the devil's trick will succeed, and she will sacrifice in vain!"

"You said Gumo Fengwen?"

"Hmm! He imposed a blood exchange forbidden spell on himself, originally wanting to become a blood spirit clan, and then devour living beings to cultivate. It's a pity that he failed, he has been dormant underground for thousands of years, and now he has become the blood spirit ghost king, and no one in the phantom clan can stop him. In order to break into the queen's tomb and save the night with the help of the queen's reincarnation body!"

Si Quan was shocked: In terms of bloodline, isn't he a Blood Spirit Clan? Although it is artificially made, he is still a royal family! Could it be that the bloodline of the Blood Spirit Clan is really so tempting?

"Holy Maiden, you said Zhilu?"

Si Quan looked down and found that there was a stone platform under the jade coffin, and Zhilu suspended on it.

"That's right, the demon needs to use the two female souls as a sacrifice to seal the queen's consciousness, and then awaken the memory of the queen's life, that is, the holy maiden night thousands of years ago!"

Si Quan didn't know much about Feng Hui's nonsense, but he couldn't let go of the opportunity to save Zhilu, so he jumped off the hanging hole immediately!