"Bliss Meng Po Soup, so strong!"

The corners of his eyes were slightly moist, Wei Ping woke up when he opened his eyes, time was only a moment, but the dream-like illusion just now seemed to be as long as a century, he didn't want to come back to his senses for a long time, immersed in the aftertaste.

Monroe's beautiful face appeared in sight, and he kept swaying it with his hand, and Wei Ping slapped him away and continued to immerse himself in the aftertaste.

The beautiful face appeared again, his hand swayed, and he slapped it away.

When the beautiful face appeared for the third time, Wei Ping sighed, turned around and walked towards the entrance and exit of the east of the town, Monroe followed, looking at his back and was silent.

Out of the ghost town, arrive at the edge of the Suiwa Mountain Range, stand on the high mountain, and at a glance there are dark green wheat waves, rolling and stretching towards the huge ghost town by the sea.

In the distance, the sea is dotted with thousands of islands stretching as far as the eye can see.

The sea is magnificent, the waves are turbulent, there are a vast number of white bone sailing ships to the wind and waves, thousands of sails are exhausted, carrying goods to various islands, and from each island to carry goods back to the nine ghost towns.

The nine ghost towns stand on the seashore in the shape of a crescent, reaching into the sky, the highest and most central is the thousand-layer stone tower, black smoke is filled, the evil atmosphere is soaring into the sky, even if it is far away, you can also feel the fierce color in it.

In the midst of the rolling gloomy wheat, there is a large winding river, and there is a stone path next to the river, which leads to a huge ghost town by the sea.

Walk along the stone road, walk five white nights and four dark nights before walking, from a close look can deeply appreciate the majesty of the ghost city, the light city gate is as high as 100 meters, the layers of stone buildings in the suspended city are as high as 1,000 meters, the highest should be a thousand layers of stone towers, up to more than 3,000 meters!

Looking up, under the moonlight, over the ghost city, countless ghosts flew around in the air, hurrying, busy with the things in their hands.

There are two big black characters written on the city gate, and the ghost drawing is general:

Cycadia.

The capital of the Ghost Realm!

There is a long queue in front of the city gate, one by one to enter the city, to enter the city need to pay three first-order soul crystals, two people to pay six first-order soul crystals, from the deep city cave into the city.

The city is empty, there are no buildings, at a glance except for the ghosts flying up and down, it is the corpses of the sea ghosts and beasts piled up at the east gate of the sea, there are dozens of ghosts transported from the deep city cave, and dozens of ghosts are transported to various stone buildings in floating boats, as food for thousands of ghosts.

As a ghost, you can not eat food, and absorbing the double moonlight every day can also not disappear, but as a ghost cultivator, if you want to continue to be strong, you need to nourish in all aspects, all kinds of pasta made of gloomy wheat, all kinds of ghosts, beasts and ghosts, and all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures on the island, can be devoured and turned into yin qi and yin yuan.

Ghosts devour ghost beasts, ghost beasts also devour ghosts, and the nine ghost cities originally had stone buildings on the ground, and there were streets between the stone buildings. The streets were full of traffic, ghosts flowed like a tide, but after being attacked and flooded by several huge sea ghost beasts, all the buildings in the city were demolished, and the suspended stones were rebuilt over the ghost city, and the stone buildings were overlapped and reached a height of 1,000 meters.

Most of the stone buildings are three or four stories high, and there are also five or six floors, standing on the square ground, like a ghost town on the Suiyan Mountains, like a carpet spread in the air, and the moonlight is sprinkled on it, circulating a faint red light.

There is a stone ladder connection between the stone building and the stone building, and the ghost flies or walks on it, in an orderly manner, and there is no phenomenon of "ghost hitting ghost", and it is not that it has not appeared at the beginning.

The two flew up, choosing one of the roads with fewer ghosts, the bottom layer is the marine ghost beast sales area, divided into four major blocks, southeast, northwest and northwest, the ground is the widest, the higher you go, the smaller the ground, the second floor is a tavern restaurant teahouse and the like, mainly ghosts eat and recreation, and before reaching the third floor, on the stone stairs on the third floor, they met more than ten ghost-faced cultists from top to bottom.

"Which city and island are you from?" asked the leading Ghost-Faced Cultist.

Wei Ping's mind turned sharply, and at this time he was in the capital, so he could only say that the other ghost town mentioned by the ghost in the wedding dress: "Xudu." ”

The leader stared at the neckline of the two of them, where three horizontal and two vertical were embroidered with black thread, and he nodded and said quickly: "Now there is an urgent task, you two go with me." ”

As he spoke, he walked down, regardless of whether the two of them agreed or not, he was the deputy hall master of the Ghost Face Sect, and in an emergency, he could gather a thousand Ghost Face Sect followers, regardless of any city or island.

In the Netherworld Ghost Realm, the identity of the Ghost Face Cult is very important and cannot be debunked.

Besides, I don't have a clue about the exit at the moment, so let's go and have a look!

Wei Ping thought for a moment, turned around and followed the footsteps of the Ghost-Faced Cultists, looked down at the mark on the neckline, and secretly said that he was lucky, and he was actually right.

Monroe was silent and kept along.

Out of the East City Gate, I got on a huge bone ship, set sail, sailed in the rough sea, and rode the wind and waves towards thousands of islands.

The sea is called the bitter sea, taken from "the bitter sea is endless, and the back is the shore", as for who took it, no one can say now.

Bitter sea, the sea water is as black as ink, its taste is bitter, once the ghost falls into it, the shell on the body will be soaked completely in an instant, only feel that it weighs more than 10,000 catties, no matter what, it can't fly, and is slowly dragged into the bottom of the sea, becoming the food of the sea ghosts and beasts.

Even if the Devil-Face cultists are human, they don't want to face the surging waves, and if they are hit by a wave head, they don't have to worry about being dragged to the bottom of the sea like a ghost. Eating a few mouthfuls of seawater is also a trivial matter, and it will be disgusting if it is disgusting, but if you encounter a powerful sea ghost beast, it will be a tragedy.

So, they all hid in the cabin, sat on the long ossutes on either side, resisted the dizziness of swaying, and talked and laughed loudly so as not to vomit.

"Brother, your light blue hair is rare, where is your hometown?" A fat Ghost-faced cultist's small eyes lit up, and he seemed very interested in Monroe.

"Ah, me? Monroe was dizzy, feeling like she was about to vomit, but she couldn't vomit, so she forcibly endured.

"Hehe, such a coincidence! I'm also from the Arctic Martial Continent, where are you from the Arctic Martial Continent?" The fat and strong ghost-faced disciple's small eyes were even brighter, and he knew his old acquaintance in a foreign land.

"Oh, yes? I'm from the Arctic Martial Continent. Monroe put her hand over her lips on the mask, and her lips were dewy and seductive.

"Hey, it turns out that you are from the state of Changzhou! It's good to change the state, the state is close to the North Ming Sea, unlike us attacking the state and facing the medieval Divine Continent, and we are in the middle of war all the time. The fat ghost-faced cultist sat down opposite him as he spoke, and when he saw Monroe closing his eyes, he was very uncomfortable, pretending to be concerned, and patted Monroe's back with his hand.

Wei Ping could see clearly on the other side, there was actually someone who was so good, he didn't bother to remind Monroe to see how he responded.

A seemingly soft and boneless hand, with an afterimage, grabbed and flicked, and the fat and strong ghost-faced sect's body weighing two hundred catties rose into the air, and then smashed to the ground with a "bang-", and the entire bone ship shook and fell by one point.

The fat and strong ghost-faced cultist directly vomited blood and fell into a coma, and he didn't have time to scream.

Wei Ping didn't look at this scene, his heart jumped, and he frowned and looked outside the cabin, where a huge rotting whale occupied the entire field of vision, soared into the air, and crashed towards the sea of bones.

"Boom—"