Outside the Desolate Spirit City, a group of more than 20 treasure hunting monks such as Ye Qin and Sun Xing were under the city, discussing how to enter this mysterious ancient city.

At this time, thousands of miles away, on the edge of the Skeleton Mountains.

A green-robed ancestor appeared under the mountain range, looking expressionlessly at the mountain range shrouded in a vast ghost fog in front of him, and there was a hint of doubt in the depths of his eyes.

After passing through the Blood Mist Wasteland and crossing this Bone Mountain Range, there was endless ghost mist, and it was also where the ghost mist array he was extremely afraid of.

If there really are ghost cultivators on this island, if nothing else, they should be here

The ghost fog is inside.

But until now, he still didn't know how strong the ghost cultivators in this giant island were. There is only Jindan Ghost Cultivation, and there are still more powerful Yuanying Ghost Cultivators.

In addition to the green-robed ancestor, there were also twenty famous Jindan late barbarian island Wu Xiu, all of them were silent, their expressions were worried, and they stood solemnly behind the green-robed ancestor.

Half a foot above the right palm of the green-robed ancestor, there is a dark gold magic mirror "Tongtian Law Mirror" 0 suspended in the sky

On this Heavenly Magic Mirror, there were only twenty faint golden lights left that could be tracked at this time, all within a range of hundreds of zhang beside him.

"Hmph, this ancestor sent a total of five Barbarian Island teams into this island, and one of them went deep into the ghost fog in front of them, and disappeared and annihilated in the ghost fog. The remaining four teams searched the Bloodmist Wasteland and returned one day, but found nothing. ”

The old ancestor in the scripture robe turned his hand and put away the Heavenly Law Mirror, and muttered to himself, the Yin Owl's gaze swept over the Jindan evil cultivators behind him, and said in a scathing tone, "A group of waste, even a treasure hunting monk has not been found!

Indignant.

Although the words of the green-robed ancestor were extremely angry and mean, they couldn't really use these barbarian island Wu Xiu to vent the group of Jindan Wu Xiu he brought, occupying more than half of the power under him. The disciples had died tragically, and the rest of the Jindan evil cultivators had also lost more than a dozen people.

For the rest, they still need to be allowed to do things, occupy the entire ancient island, clean up the ancient traces, and control the island.

The evil cultivators on the island were silent one by one, not daring to touch the moldy head of the ancestor. Otherwise, with the hot temper of the ancestor, I am afraid that none of them will have good fruits to eat.

However, they did not dare to say nothing.

"Ancestor, the blood mist on this giant island is thousands of miles wide, and it is impossible to fly with the sword, and it is too difficult to find the whereabouts of those treasure hunters who have entered the giant island just by relying on the wind resistance skills of his subordinates. The subordinates searched the surrounding Blood Mist Wasteland for nearly a day, but they didn't find those treasure hunters. The subordinates thought that they should not be in the Blood Mist Wasteland. ”

An evil cultivator leader stood up and said.

"Oh, you mean to say that they're long gone in the Blood Mist Wasteland, they're all in front of them

Fog?!"

The green-robed ancestor's eyes flashed and he frowned.

"Then why are you still standing outside the ghost fog and waiting, and you don't go in to look for it?

Can you ask you to go!?"

The green-robed ancestor drank vigorously, and there was murder in his eyes.

"Don't dare!" Let's go!"

Wu Xiu of the Barbarian Island was horrified, turned into more than twenty green shadows, and rushed up to the Bone Mountain Range.

The green-robed ancestor snorted coldly, and then he walked towards the Bone Mountain Range without pain. The danger that may be encountered in the Ghost Mist Great Array is definitely greater than that encountered in the Blood Mist Wasteland.

Although the green-robed ancestor didn't think that there were ghosts in this giant island that could threaten his life, out of caution, he was reluctant to go ahead.

These barbarian islands and Wu Xiu naturally became cannon fodder.

"Ancestor, Genshin! look, Genshin!

A barbarian island cultivator suddenly exclaimed.

I saw a rapid golden light, shooting out from the depths of the ghost mist, flashing hundreds of zhang, the speed was even faster than the Jindan monk's flying sword magic weapon.

"Jindan Period Yuan Shen?!"

The green-robed ancestor's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed the void, and a powerful and incomparable mana directly grabbed the golden light that was rapidly passing through the air, and landed in his palm.

"Ancestor, subordinate Wei Qiuhai, ask Ancestor to save his subordinate ......!"

The group of primordial spirits in the palm of his hand was in pain, and his voice was extremely poignant.

This trapped golden light primordial god is the primordial god of Wei Qiuhai who escaped from the siege of a group of treasure hunting monks by blowing himself up in the flesh. It only escaped from the Genshin, and there was no resistance in the ghost mist, and the Genshin's vitality was drastically consumed.

From escaping, passing through the Necromantic Lake and the Bone Mountain Range, to being captured by the green-robed Ancestor, its Yuan Shen Qi had plummeted to the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and the losses were extremely severe.

Chances are, before it left the island, it ran out of energy.

It must find the Green-robed Ancestor before its vitality is depleted. Only the green-robed ancestor has a way to save it, keep its remaining vitality as much as possible, regain a physical body, and be reborn.

At this time, when it met the green-robed ancestor, it could be said that it was in ecstasy while suffering from the erosion of the ghost mist

*。

"The team of five Jindan monks, you are the only one who escaped. You've come across a treasure hunt

Monk, or the ghost cultivator of this island?!

The green-robed ancestor grabbed Wei Qiuhai's primordial spirit, his expression tightened, and he hurriedly asked.

"It's the Treasure Hunters, twenty-three in all!

Under the ghost town!"

Wei Qiuhai's primordial spirit let out a sharp hatred sound.

"Twenty-three people are already the majority of those who have fled to the island

Treasure hunt monks. They were all focused on a ghost city, what did they want to do? Could it be an island? "Ancestor, please save your subordinates!" Seeing that the green-robed ancestor had no idea of saving it, the Yuan Shen couldn't help but plead.

The green-robed ancestor glanced at the golden primordial god in his hand, and said coldly, "What is the rules of my barbarian island, you should know." Such a fiasco, the whole team was wiped out, and you have not been punished yet, and you still have the luxury of expecting this ancestor to save you?"

The coldness in the words of the green-robed ancestor made its entire Yuan Shen feel a chill and panic.

Not long ago, it was also the squad leader of a Barbarian Island monk, and it could be regarded as one of the Ancestor's quite capable subordinates.

And at this moment, it was only a group of primordial gods in the middle stage of the golden pill who were desperate to survive, and even had to face the punishment of the ancestor. If you want to change all this, it depends on whether the news it brings back can satisfy the ancestor.

It didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly said, "Old Ancestor, the disastrous defeat of my subordinates this time was completely due to the ambush of the treasure hunter monks, which led to the destruction of the team. However, his subordinates also brought back an important piece of information! I hope that the ancestor will give his subordinates a chance to atone for their sins.

"What intelligence, say!

The green-robed ancestor raised his eyebrows.

Seeing that the green-robed ancestor was interested, it hurriedly said the whole thing it had encountered, "Follow a group of treasure hunters and arrive at the city of that Desolate Spirit City. There is also that Desolate Spirit City, where there is a high probability that there are a large number of ancient treasures, and a number of extremely large treasures are hidden.

"Oh, really?"

The green-robed ancestor's eyes flickered, and his expression became strange, as if he was thinking about the truth of Wei Qiuhai's words.

Seeing that the green-robed ancestor was suspicious, it was startled, "Ancestor Mingjian, what his subordinates say is true, and they don't dare to deceive in the slightest! Those treasure hunting monks are all extremely experienced treasure hunting monks, and they can find treasures from any clue umbrella. Since they have gathered under the Desolate Spirit City, with the importance they attach to this city, as well as the magnificent momentum of that city, there must be something strange! Moreover, there is also the one that the ancestor has always wanted to kill, and the green-shirted monk is also among them! It was he who forced his subordinates to blow themselves up. ”

"Oh, that kid is there?!"

The green-robed ancestor's cold face suddenly sank, and finally revealed a hideous look, "He didn't even die! Okay, good one! With such cultivation, he can survive two attacks from the hands of this ancestor, and he is the only one." ”

The green-robed ancestor was ugly and unruly, and even a little angry.

With his strength and identity, he shot to kill a mere mid-stage Jindan monk, but he couldn't kill him, which seriously affected his prestige. Spread the word, and his prestige in the Sea of Blood will be completely destroyed.

"Since I haven't killed him twice, then I won't kill him, arrest him, soak his skin, flesh, muscles and bones with the most evil poison, take out his primordial spirit, and burn it with yin fire every day!

The green-robed ancestor suddenly laughed nervously.

He thought of something, his laughter suddenly stopped, and the Yuan Shen who was staring at Wei Qiuhai asked, "Let me ask you, have you seen ghost cultivators along the way and near that Desolate Spirit City?"

It breathed a sigh of relief when it saw that the green-robed ancestor attached such importance to it, and then said truthfully, "The subordinate team was in this bone mountain range before, and they were updated! I have encountered a few Jindan ghost monks who are hiding their heads and tails, but they all took the initiative to avoid them and did not encounter their subordinates. After that, when I entered the inner island, I never saw the ghost cultivator again.

After saying this, it felt that the time was almost up, and said, "The information obtained by the subordinates has been reported. I also hope that the ancestor will be gracious and help his subordinates find a body and be reborn, so that they can continue to serve the ancestor!"

"Very good! It's not easy for you to have this loyalty. However, my green-robed ancestor is not

Remember, whoever is unfavorable in battle will also end up in this fate!"

As soon as the green-robed ancestor grabbed his thin right hand, the golden light in his palm was immediately pinched and exploded by a burst of mana, shattering and annihilating. He waved it indifferently, and a violent and cold expression appeared on his face.

Behind the green-robed ancestor, more than a dozen barbarian island evil cultivators all shook their heads, and suddenly a chill straightened from their feet

Rush to the top of your head.

"Let's go, this ancestor wants to see what kind of treasures are in this desolate spirit city, attracting these treasure hunters to gather under that city!_ And that kid, this ancestor will see how long he can escape!"

The green-robed ancestor glanced at the evil cultivator behind him and snorted coldly. Wu Xiu, the barbarian island, showed horror.

They didn't want to do anything in their hearts, but they didn't dare to think about it, let alone resist, so they all hardened their heads and shot towards the Bone Mountain Range.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a black aura and ghost fog in front of him.

A burly skeleton, more than ten zhang high, holding a white-bone broad-bladed giant sword nearly twenty zhang wide in one hand, covered with a set of heavy bone armor, rushed out of the ghost mist.

It strode forward, its footwork seemed to be clumsy and slow, but it rushed to the surface of the lake a hundred feet away, and a huge bone sword stared at the green-robed ancestor indifferently.

"In the early stage of no baby, skeleton ghost cultivation!"

The green-robed ancestor frowned, the green glow flashed, and he stepped back hundreds of feet. Seeing the giant skeleton in front of him, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

This terrifyingly huge humanoid skeleton is a skeleton ghost cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.