Whew!

Facing the whistling yin wind, Qing Yanghuan stepped into the ancient ghost town like this, and the sable shrunk in his arms even poked out his two fluffy little paws at this moment, covered his two eyes, and the small body subconsciously shrank into his arms.

A bone-chilling chill pierced his body, pouring into his body in an all-encompassing way, as if it was about to completely freeze him from the depths of his bone marrow.

Thundered!

The next moment, the sound of the dragon's roar and the tiger's roar resounded, the blood and qi in the body poured out like a great river, and the body under the beast robe was covered with folds like shriveled bark, and the scorching breath erupted from the pores, dispelling the cold air mixed in the yin wind.

The diffuse heat drove away the chill around him, and in this cold sky, he was like a moving volcanic oven, blooming in the cold sky.

Facing the howling yin wind, by the time he really stepped into the ancient city, a quarter of an hour had passed, and the strange thing was that after entering the city, all the previous yin wind had disappeared without a trace, and his feet were covered with white bones.

The white bones were dense and endless, spreading out from any stone path in the entire ancient city, there were human races, fierce beasts, and even racial white bones that he could not identify.

The dilapidated ghost city is no different from the layout of the big city of the human race, the pavilions and stone gates, the stone buildings and palaces, in the center of the ghost city stands a stone tower with a height of hundreds of zhang, and the top of the stone tower is submerged into the boundless darkness, as if piercing into the depths of the sky.

Call!

In an instant, in the originally silent ancient city, there was a whistling from all over the stone streets, and the yin wind suddenly gushed out, and the white bones covered with the ground under his feet all crumbled and turned into powder at this moment.

When Qing Yanghuan waved the powder away from his body, his eyes were covered with darkness.

Before you know it, it's dark in the ghost town!

The city is lonely, the towering stone towers, the stone archway in the dark night shows a vague outline, like a giant beast crawling on the ground, revealing a bloody mouth.

Crunch, crunch!

Under the night, I don't know what moment the sound sounded, a chill penetrated directly into the heart, and the chill burst out behind him, Qingyanghuan looked in the direction where the sound came from.

On the stone gate not far away, there was a vague figure swaying, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw clearly that it was a young warrior of the human race who had entered the secret realm of Xu Hai together, and at this moment they were all hanging on the stone ques on both sides of the stone road, swaying with the wind.

They have all lost their lives.

Click!

Moving his feet and crushing the white bones, Qing Yanghuan walked cautiously, there were two corpses hanging side by side every ten zhang on both sides, and there was a terrifying expression on his immature face, obviously he didn't have the slightest resistance at all when he was dying, and he was drained of life.

The hanging skeletons stretched all the way to the end of the street, and roughly counted no less than a hundred young warriors of the Terran race.

Kill!

In an instant, Qingyang Huan, who was originally walking carefully, manifested the golden war spear in his hand, and a golden dragon roared out of the war spear.

Thundered!

The golden light pierced the darkness and struck a young corpse next to it, the blood and bones shattered, and a dark shadow appeared from the bones, turning into a yin wind and about to disappear in the darkness.

"Where to go!"

At the moment when the illusory figure was about to disappear into the darkness, the golden war spear pierced through and pierced the shadow on the stone wall, and the illusory shadow condensed into an entity under the war spear.

"How did you find me!" the ghost warrior had a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Burst!

However, immediately after Qingyang Huan held the golden battle spear, the surging blood qi poured down, and the golden light exploded at the tip of the spear, and the scorching and blazing blood qi was the nemesis for the ghost clan, and the ghost clan exploded under the blood and qi in this way.

Click!

Killing a ghost clan warrior, Qing Yang Huan did not hesitate at all, his body turned into an arrow like a curved bow and a war spear, heading towards another corpse.

Rumble!

After the golden war spear pierced out, his body stepped violently, countless white bones shattered and stirred, and his body retreated several feet away, and at the same moment, the stone spear tied to his back was pulled out by him, and it struck out in this way.

Burst!

Just as the stone spear was pushed three feet in front of him, the swept yin wind condensed into an entity, and the hideous grimace was terrifying, and it collided straight towards the stone spear and pierced through the chest.

"You ......"

Looking at the stone spear that pierced his chest, the horror in the eyes of the ghost clan warrior was indescribable, and he could be sure that the stone spear was waiting for him to collide.

In the other direction, the golden spear knocked a corpse from the stone gate, and by the way, the corpse was nailed to the stone wall, and the ghost clan hidden in the corpse repelled out, and the ghost fire was extinguished in the depths of the hollowed out pupils.

Burst!

Re-strapped to his back, the golden spear was pulled from the stone wall, and his eyes looked toward the end of the street.

There was a skeleton sitting cross-legged.

The skeleton belonging to the human race, compared to the bones that covered the earth and were no more than the size of a fist, this skeleton shimmered with a faint light, and from time to time bone patterns loomed.

And this human skeleton had its back in the direction of the city gate, facing the tower in the center of the ancient city.

"Ban!"

An inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes, and Qing Yanghuan felt a desolation rise in his heart for some reason.

Click!

On the bones of the warriors belonging to the human race, there was a yin qi swirling, which gathered into a group, and soon a figure manifested out, and in the hollowed-out pupils, a faint red ghost fire jumped.

"Young Terran, such a quick response. ”

"You shouldn't have taken the bones of my Terran ancestors. Qingyang Huan raised his spear and shook his head gently.

"Boy, you still care about yourself. ”

The piercing sound echoed in the silent ghost town, and in the beating of ghost flames, the entire stone path seemed to turn into ghosts, and all the dense shadows were ghosts.

"Ghost clan ghost sacrifice, thousands of ghosts, but it's a pity ......"

The next moment, Qingyang Huan stepped forward, and just like that, he smashed straight through the ghost shadows in the sky and headed towards the ghost clan warrior.

"Impossible, why don't you have anything!" Seeing that Qingyang Huan did not accept the ghost shadow, the ghost clan warrior was shocked.

"Because ......"

The roar of rage exploded from the shadows in the sky, and the divine treasure behind Qingyang Huan opened, and the gurgling golden light was blazing hot, dispelling the darkness around the body.

In the golden light, he swung his war spear in a step, and in a breath, a ghost warrior appeared in front of him.

"Impossible, how can you find my true body!" Another frightened voice sounded, compared to not talking about the ghost shadow confusion, directly finding his true body, which made the ghost clan warrior even more uneasy.

"You know the ghost sacrifice method of my ghost clan!"

Burst!

In an instant, with a sound, the ghost shadow in the sky suddenly dissolved into nothingness.

"Ghost sacrifice thousands of ghosts, the body can't leave the sacrifice body, refine the bones of my human ancestors into a sacrificial ghost weapon, you should die!"

Killing the warrior of the ghost clan, Qingyang Huan turned around and came to the front of the skeleton, the strong man of the human race no longer knew how long he had passed, the rotten beast robe was clinging to the white bones, and his body was lying together.