"To the east, ghost town. ”

He Yi moved thousands of miles, unfolded the map and looked at it, but he did not find any relevant information about the ghost town, which is estimated to be due to the fact that the fame is too small and the importance is not high. The name of this city is a bit of a doorway, and it is not really a dangerous secret place, or just an ordinary, just a special name.

The horse thief stole the dragon colt, maybe to keep it for himself, but it is more likely to be sold, so the latter should be more likely, after all, there is no way to sell things in the secret realm.

Although He Yi was angry, he was not stunned by the anger, he knew that he would not be able to catch up with the speed of the dragon horse no matter what, so he could only take the first step, use the Shifting Dao Technique to find the ghost city first, and intercept them at the place where they entered the city. Otherwise, even if he chased and the dragon horse flew in the sky, he would be helpless.

A golden dragon horse, a Taoist priest, and a son-in-law, a combination that is easy to recognize, not afraid to find mistakes. The only thing that needs to be cautious is to try to avoid hurting the dragon foal after the fight, otherwise he will use his own strength to fight with the tree boy who is known as almost invincible in the Vientiane realm, and he will kill the dragon foal.

The sun scorched the earth high in the sky, and the place where He Yi settled was a dense forest, cool and comfortable under the shade of the trees. But now he was not in the mood to enjoy the coolness, so he jumped to the top of a large tree, brushed aside the dense leaves and looked out into the western sky.

The speed of the Seven Steps Ascending Immortal Technique was far superior to the flight of any mount, and it was the only bargaining chip he had to catch up with the dragon foal. It had only been long since the horse had been stolen, and it was impossible for him to fly thousands of miles away, so he stopped here to make sure that he was chasing in the right direction.

His two roars just now had awakened the sleeping little B, and the little guy scratched him, as if asking what was going on. He Yi sullenly told it what was going on, and then stared at the western sky without saying a word. After listening to this, the little guy shook his tentacles vigorously, and the pliers in front of his mouthparts also clamped hard, making a slight metallic sound to indicate his position.

At this time, He Yi had a belly of anger in his chest, and even waiting for such a trivial matter made him slightly irritable. A few quarters of an hour later, under his impatient gaze, a golden light finally flew into the western sky.

With his eyesight, it was not difficult to see the figure of the old Taoist priest and the white-clothed swordsman in a gossip robe on horseback, but unfortunately the golden light flew high in a high place, and the direction was slightly north, and the distance was quite far and difficult to reach.

Keeping in mind the appearance of those two figures, He Yi gritted his teeth and jumped to the ground, adjusted his direction slightly, and walked ten steps to the east.

The scene in front of him changed, He Yi appeared on a grass after dodging again, and the "sinkhole" in the fat boss's mouth also appeared in his field of vision at the same time.

The crater is the shape of a crater, wide at the top and small at the bottom, in the shape of an inverted cone. However, this sinkhole is much larger than a crater, with a diameter of thousands of miles, and He Yi is not far from the entrance, and at a glance the crater occupies most of the scenery in the east direction.

He came to the edge of the sinkhole, looked down, and saw that the bottom of the pit under the slope was also two or three hundred miles in size, and in the center sat a city with a dark tone, and there was a small lake outside the city.

It's a strange thing to build a city at the bottom of a pit, and the gray color of the "ghost town" gives people an eerie and mysterious feeling, and it seems that there is really some doorway here.

However, He Yi is not in the mood to explore the ghost town now, all he wants to do is beat up the two horse thieves!

There were still 20,000 miles to go, and it would take about an hour to reach it at the speed of a dragon horse, which was enough time for him to prepare.

There was still a little distance from the edge of the sinkhole to the ghost town, and he didn't dare to guarantee that the horse thief would fly directly to the city gate, thinking that for the sake of safety, he still chose the location of the interception at the gate of the ghost city.

Without hesitation, he unleashed his lightning power, and his body rushed along the slope towards the bottom of the sinkhole.

This divine power derived from the dragon's breath does not gain much in the combat direction, but it is very good in terms of speed burst. He Yi was just a Unified Monk, but at this moment, under the stimulation of the Divine Power, he was running at full speed, and he was not slower than the Heavenly Immortal Flying of the Qingming Realm, and even slightly faster! If he could fly, this Divine Power might be even more powerful!

The wind was howling, He Yi had a gloomy face, and in an instant, his speed continued to soar under the momentum of the swoop, and even became a blue shadow! But after a while, he reached the bottom of the sinkhole and came to the west gate of the ghost city.

Approaching the ghost town, the gray tone makes people feel even more oppressive and uncomfortable, and they don't want to stay longer. The wall tiles here are gray, the stone slabs on the ground are gray, the city gates, the moats, the weeds on the ground, and even the clothes worn by the people are all gray colors! More precisely, they are only gray at all, and there is no "color" at all.

Standing outside the city gate, He Yi found that in addition to the strange colors here, even the people inside were also very strange. The walls of the ghost town are not high, the gates are not large, and there are very few people. Looking through the doorway at a height of a few feet, I could only see three or five people, old and young, dressed in gray clothes moving unhurriedly, their walking speed was almost identical, the size of each person's steps, the height of their arms swinging, and even the time it took for their feet to hit the ground were almost identical! And no one said a word in the whole process!

Those people are like mechanical puppets, or rather...... Ghost.

It's really quirky here. Ghost town, could it be that the "locals" here are all ghosts? Why can't help but secretly ask.

As a Unified Monk, ordinary resentful spirits are not enough for him to look at him differently, but if the whole city is filled with this ghost, it will be very different!

Soon after death, most living beings will set foot on the Huangquan Road and rush to reincarnation, and the yin spirits that will reside in the world will either have deep resentments or obsessions and refuse to be reincarnated, or they will be refined into soul flags and cannot enter reincarnation. And whether it is the former or the latter, once the soul stays in the world for too long, it will have the possibility of turning into resentment! If this ghost town is full of resentment, then this is simply a miniature version of the burial pool!

Fortunately, the "ghosts" inside did not seem to have any intention of leaving the city, and only wandered the streets from beginning to end, never approaching the city gate.

Perhaps, there was some kind of prohibition there, or maybe those things weren't actually a bunch of resentful spirits as he thought.

He Yi stood outside the door for a while, and no "person" paid attention to him, and no sound could be heard nearby.

With that speculation in advance, this strange city made him feel a little eerie. Guarding against the unknown, he did not set foot in the interior of the ghost town to check what was going on, but found a small gray tree not far outside the city to cover his figure, pulled out the firewood knife and held it in his hand, leaving a distraction behind his vigilance, silently waiting for the arrival of the horse thief.

Xiao Yi on He Yi's left shoulder held a small purple stone and slowly gnawed on it, raising half of his body, as if he was accumulating energy for the upcoming battle. In the last two or three days, this little thing has become more and more interested in fighting with people, but it's a pity that it doesn't have the ability to fly in this world, and it doesn't seem to know any spells, so it can only stand and stare dryly.

While waiting, He Yi secretly wondered why the two people who stole the horse came to this strange place. This place doesn't look like an ordinary city by any means, and even if you sell horses, you shouldn't come here. Could it be that they didn't steal horses to sell them for money?

After waiting for a while, the horse thief had not yet arrived, but a few traveler-like people had arrived.

The five-headed Xunyu eagle carried five people and flew down outside the city gate, and as soon as the eagle stepped on the gray grass, two people dressed as teenagers couldn't wait to jump down, and rushed directly into the ghost town without saying hello.

He Yi looked at it suspiciously, and just saw that the moment the two teenagers stepped into the city gate, the air on the gate twisted, and the descendants disappeared!

The few people who were traveling with the boy laughed and walked in with the five Xun eagles one by one. As they entered the city gates, the same distorted state of water waves flashed away, and as the figures of the five disappeared, their chatter and laughter also disappeared into the air.

Among the five people, a middle-aged man in cloth glanced at He Yi with a strange look on his face before entering.

With the disappearance of the five people and the Xun Eagle, the gray world outside the city fell into an eerie silence again. He Yi tasted the middle-aged look in his clothes and had some new ideas about the ghost town behind him.

After entering the city, people will immediately disappear and disappear, which should be the power of the formation. And the use of that formation, I'm afraid that one of them is the "blinding technique". It was precisely because of the concealment of the method of concealment that he stood at the door and looked into the scene of only corpses and puppets on the empty street.

No wonder he also felt a strange aura under the gloom, thinking that it was a faint fluctuation of the formation. It's just strange that even if a large array is set up in other cities, it is also used to defend against the enemy, and he has never heard of this strange formation similar to the city of the underworld.

When those few people entered, they were all happy, could it be that this ghost town is not gloomy at all, but rather an interesting place? If this is the case, then the person who set up this gloomy formation is inevitably too bad to laugh!

As he pondered, another figure appeared in the western sky.

This time, the people who came did not come by car, but stepped on the auspicious clouds and rode the wind flutteringly.

The person who came was a woman, and she was naturally a fairy. Her facial features are just right, although she is not absolutely beautiful, but she is not vulgar, her eyebrows are slightly raised, with a little heroic, her long hair is pulled into a bun, she is noble and dusty, and she is wearing a black robe on a white background, which is not worldly. It's just that at this time, the aura of this fairy Dao Gu is a little cold, she can't see any expression on her face, and she is still holding a silver sword that exudes a faint murderous aura in her hand.

Looking at it like this, I'm afraid I'm looking for trouble.

After the woman landed, she glanced lightly at He Yi, who was leaning against the gray tree and holding a knife, and then raised her sword and walked towards the west gate of the ghost city, which looked eerie under the cover of the formation.

He Yi only glanced at her and didn't pay much attention to it, his eyes still staring at the west. Calculating the time, it should be almost at the speed of the dragon horse.

Waiting, the most abrasive thing is to be patient. He Yi originally came with anger, but as the waiting time increased, under the influence of the atmosphere of the ghost town, the anger faded a lot unconsciously. These slight changes may be due to the fact that he has a gentle personality deep down and is not a hot-tempered person.

After waiting for a while, the golden streamer still refused to appear in the western sky. He Yi was bored, but he was surprised to find that the white-clothed Taoist aunt had not yet entered the city, so she was at the gate of the city with a sword and pestle, neither going in nor retreating!

What is this for? Is it blocking the way?

One is in the city, and the other is out of the city......

He suddenly felt that this scene was a little funny, and the strange and gloomy atmosphere under the gray tones of the ghost town suddenly seemed to be lively.

It was also at this time that He Yi's long-awaited golden light finally appeared!

[I sent tomorrow's one in advance today, and I won't update it tomorrow.] This is the last chapter to be saved, and it will start running naked next month......]