The black clouds were moving rapidly in the air, this was the first time that the wind was clear and the clouds were flying in the real sense, and it was also the first time he had stepped out of the Death Mountain Range to see the blue sky.

The sunlight hanging high in the sky is not violent, so the wind is clear and there is no discomfort, and now he is already at the peak of the late stage of jumping corpses, and he can advance to the realm of wandering corpses in one step.

At that time, it will be the real carp jumping over the dragon gate, and it will be his first rebirth.

After about half a day of flying in the air, with the cleverness and strange ghost rain screaming, Feng Qingyang knew that he had arrived at the Ghost King Sect.

Looking up, there were towering peaks in front of him, each giant peak was surrounded by black clouds, ghostly, and there was a cold breath in the distance, and the wind Qingyang took a deep breath, and secretly said that it was a blessed place for cultivation. The place of cultivation is also known as the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and every Cave Heaven Blessed Land has a spiritual spring, and the spiritual spring is the source of spiritual energy.

There are dragon veins in the mountains and rivers, and the place where the dragon head is a spiritual spring, in ancient times, there was a great power to occupy the dragon head to open up the sect, and the suppression of the spiritual spring made the sect inherit for thousands of years, or even ten thousand years.

The spiritual spring is the lifeblood of a sect, because the cultivation of people in the cultivation realm must breathe the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and it can be said without hesitation that if the spiritual spring of a large sect is cut off, then it will not be far from ruined.

Heaven and earth give birth to all things, there is aura, there is naturally yin qi, cultivators absorb aura to cultivate, people of the demon path absorb yin qi to cultivate, and demons and demons are absorbing Yuehua to cultivate.

If there is a spiritual spring, then there is also a yin spring, and this Ghost King Sect is built on a huge Yin Spring, which can not only provide the cultivation of the people of the Ghost King Sect, but also produce a large number of Yin Condensation Beads from it every year.

The value of a Yin condensation bead is extraordinary, and it is also divided into inferior, medium, superior, and superb. A top-grade Yin Condensation Bead can even be exchanged for a sword and a great magic weapon.

The wind is clear, but it is really used a yin condensation bead, and its benefits and value are naturally self-evident.

After passing through an enchantment, the black cloud entered the Ghost King Sect.

After entering, the eyes suddenly changed, and before entering, I only felt that this place was gloomy, but after entering, there was actually a cave.

Surrounded by mountains and gloomy air, this place is a treasure for the zombie Feng Qingyang.

The clouds descended, only to see a tall and simple stone gate standing at the foot of the mountain, and revealed the vicissitudes of life, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on the stone gate can have the three words "Ghost King Sect", these three words seem to have an indescribable power, the wind Qingyang just glanced at it and was hooked to the heart.

I only felt a murderous aura rising from the bottom of my heart, as if I had fallen into a sea of blood, and it took a while to get rid of it.

Feng Qingyang followed the dead tree and others through the stone gate, only to see that there was a large square inside, even if it could accommodate 10,000 people, it would not seem crowded.

From time to time, there were disciples with cold faces flashing in the square, but they saw that the dead tree and the others were all greeting enthusiastically, there seemed to be no hierarchy here, everyone's faces were full of enthusiasm, but there were also a few people with gloomy faces, not bad and kind to look at the wind Qingyang.

"Qingyang...... This is our Ghost King Sect, how about it? No disappointment!" The old withered tree asked a flurry of questions.

Feng Qingyang's face remained unchanged, and he whispered a yes, whether it was good or bad, so what? He didn't want to intersect with these people, what he wanted to do most now was to find a quiet and safe place to retreat, as long as he thought of the mission in his heart, he felt a big mountain on his shoulders.

Looking at the lack of interest in the wind Qingyang, the withered tree did not continue to introduce, although he is strong, but after all, the age is there, if he does not break through the golden pill, he is afraid that he will have to do it in less than a hundred years, and then he will only turn into a touch of loess and disappear between heaven and earth.

Instead of this, it is better to befriend a young man with infinite possibilities, maybe he will help himself in the future, and he is still very grateful for the wind and the dead tree. Therefore, I did not feel any disgust with his attitude.

Passing through the square and continuing forward, a palace group suddenly appeared in front of him, a piece of black pressing, like a beast crawling on the ground, the main hall in the middle is even more magnificent, and the book 'Xudu Palace'.

"Xudu?" Looking at these two words, Feng Qingyang's heart jumped, and he suddenly remembered a ghost city in the southwest of China--the ghost city of Xudu!

"Little brother Qingyang, this is the sect master hall of our Ghost King Sect, and it is in this hall that the meetings that are usually held are in this hall, but what you see is only the tip of the iceberg......" He kept silent when he said this.

Needless to say, Feng Qingyang had already guessed some, but he wasn't sure about it, looking at the ancient seal above, he also had thousands of questions in his heart, but after all, this was not his business, and he didn't want to ask.

Thinking of this, he turned back to the dead tree beside him and said, "Senior, junior is a little unwell, I hope you can help me find a side room to rest for a while." ”

Hearing this, the dead tree obviously pondered for a while, and finally nodded in agreement, he originally wanted to take the wind Qingyang to visit the Ghost King Sect, but looking at his preoccupied appearance, I was afraid that it would only backfire, rather than let him rest by himself, and he could go and say something to the sect master and the big man.

So he nodded and said to the ghost wind: "You take the little brother Qingyang to your courtyard, and you must protect him well." At this point, his face sank.

Ghost Wind was startled, he had never seen the old man of the dead tree speak to him like this, and the mystery of the wind in his heart added another layer out of thin air.

The wind was clear and said goodbye to the old road of dead trees, so he followed the four of them to the other side.

Walk through the hall and finally come to a secluded courtyard.

Feng Qingyang's eyes swept over, and he suddenly had an image in his heart, and he originally planned to have a good contact with the four of them, but his mood was always a little heavy.

Looking at Feng Qingyang's gaze, Ghost Feng could be regarded as guessing a point or two, so he said: "Qingyang, the Ghost King Sect seems to be calm and enthusiastic, but in fact, there is also an undercurrent turbulent, if you feel any discomfort, you can sue me." ”

"Oh?"

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and continued, "Could it be that there will be any fights here?"

Ghost Feng looked embarrassed, looked around, and still whispered: "After all, the Ghost King Sect is a big faction in the Demon Dao Sect, and there are many people in the sect, and there are many people in the sect, and there are many ruthless people among them......"

Speaking of this, he smiled awkwardly and said: "The sect master is divided into ten factions, each faction is a very powerful being, and my master is the sect master's faction. ”

Feng Qingyang nodded, originally came to a calm place, who knew that it was actually the Longtan Tiger's Den again, and finally he laughed again, after all, the Ghost King Sect is a big sect in the Demon Dao!

So he said: "Thank you Brother Ghost Wind for reminding me, I will pay attention." ”

"Then Brother Qingyang will rest for a long time, I'll go first, if you don't understand something, just look for me!" Ghost Feng was an older man, and a heroic person, and after finishing speaking, he flew out in a hurry.

Feng Qingyang smiled knowingly, so he pushed the door and entered......