867 Ghost town

This is a ghost town, Wukong said, there are two sixth-level ghost lords in it, dozens of fifth-level ghost cultivators, and the rest of the ghost cultivators are not to worry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The entire city was shrouded in a rich yin qi, which was different from the yin qi of the Soul Snatcher Desert, showing a wisp of wandering form.

Around the city, a large number of anti-sand forests are also planted, which shows that even ghost cultivators are afraid of the breath of the Soul Snatching Desert.

"Brother, do you want to mobilize troops and horses to come out?" asked Guan Wei.

"No, the ghost clan is also a cooperative force, and if it starts a war, it will deviate from the original intention. Wang Baoyu waved his hand.

"Master, the sixth-level ghost owl is very dangerous. Xiaobai reminded.

"It's okay, they should also take care of themselves and won't hurt us easily. Wang Baoyu said.

The hatch opened, Wang Baoyu took Wukong and the invisible Xiaobai to this ghost town, and the monk's breath immediately made the ghost town boil, and immediately countless black shadows rushed out of the city.

The first two ghost owls, holding a unique ghost head knife, and a ghost beast with a gloomy aura under their crotch, came to him in the blink of an eye.

One of them is burly and rough-looking, while the other is petite and has a delicate face, and is a female general.

This kind of ghost cultivation can't be condensed into a real entity, and the semi-illusory form is even more eerie and weird.

"A monk from the spirit realm?" the man raised his ghost-headed knife, and the wind blew in his face.

"Yes!" Wang Baoyu replied.

"You're not afraid of death!"

"What's so scary, where are you from?" Wang Baoyu asked rhetorically.

The two ghost lords were slightly stunned, probably the first time they had seen such a bold person, the man slowly put down the ghost head knife, and then said: "The underworld cultivation city is not suitable for human monks to live, and besides, this divine monkey is also not good for us, let's find another place!"

The sixth-level divine monkey who specializes in restraining yin and evil things is of course not welcome here, but the other party is sincere, at least he did not attack, Wang Baoyu said with his hands behind his back: "You haven't answered me yet, where are you from?"

"Why did you tell you?" said the man.

"If you don't say it, then stay here, exhaust your cultivation, and wait for it to dissipate completely!"

The two goblin glanced at each other, and the woman asked, "Monk, have you found your way out of the Soul Reaver Desert?"

"In a word, it's so troublesome, forget it, let's go. Wang Baoyu turned her head and left, the woman was anxious, and hurriedly said: "We are from the Xuan Realm, and we have been trapped here for many years. ā€

"Okay!" Wang Baoyu turned around at this time, and in the face of the thousands of ghost cultivators who had already arrived, he raised the ghost control order high.

Seeing the token of the ghost clan, which symbolized power, the two ghost owls immediately fell to the ground and bowed deeply, and the rest of the ghost cultivators knelt on the ground one after another when they saw this.

"Excuse me, where did you get the order of the ghost clan?" the man didn't dare to look up, but he still asked suspiciously, after all, the human race held the important token of the ghost clan, which could not be ignored, let alone trusted.

"Toyono Castle's Onicori-sama is my friend, and he gave it to me. His original intention in sending me the token was not to order you, but to ask me to help the ghost monks in distress in the Soul Snatching Desert. Wang Baoyu said truthfully.

In Toyono City in the Ghost Wasteland, the two of them had obviously heard of it, and hurriedly said, "Thank you for coming to the rescue, please ask the daimyo." ā€

"Five Spirit King!"

Such a cultivator, and dare to be the king, really shocked the two ghost lords, human self-confidence is really superficial and terrifying.

However, the Ghost Control Order is true, and with this person's cultivation, it is impossible to snatch such an important treasure, and obeying his command is like obeying the command of the Ghost Master.

"In the Lower Weping!"

"In Gero Ruhua!"

"I invited the King of the Five Spirits into the city. Wei Ping said respectfully.

Wang Baoyu was not afraid, and strode into the Underworld Cultivation City, which was all human buildings, sand and soil structures, but all of them were shrouded in an eerie ghostly aura.

"Wei Ping, why is the yin qi here richer than that of Fengye City?" asked Wang Baoyu as he walked.

"Returning to the king, because the soul qi is too heavy, the monks here cannot survive, and the monks of our clan who entered earlier have no choice but to refine them into soul bodies. Wei Ping said.

It is equivalent to the ghost clan killing the entire city, but it is not easy to survive in the Soul Snatcher Desert, without resources, you will die sooner or later, which is also a protective measure.

Wang Baoyu didn't blame him, but looking at the child-like ghost cultivator, he still felt depressed.

All the way into the three-story building in the city, Wang Baoyu came to the chair and sat down, and at the same time beckoned the two ghosts to sit on the side.

"I wonder if the king has any way to get out?" Wei Ping asked.

"I'll talk about this later, let me ask you, are you here to find the Soul Reaver Gun?" Wang Baoyu asked.

This is a major secret of the ghost clan, Wei Ping seemed very hesitant, but Lu Ruhua didn't want to hide it, if it wasn't for the ghost master leaking it, he wouldn't know. Lu Ruhua nodded and said, "The king is right, the two of us brought people here to find the Soul Reaver Gun." It's a shame that the treasure wasn't found, but it was trapped here. ā€

"Don't think it's strange, I came to the desert and also had this mission, while saving the monks of all races, I also had to find the Soul Snatcher Gun and bring it to the Great Ghost King of Haoyu. Wang Baoyu said.

"In this case, Wei Ping wishes that everything will be at the command of the king. Wei Ping was happy.

"Is there a clue to the Soul Snatcher?" Wang Baoyu asked again.

"The aura here hurts us too much, we just searched the neighborhood and found nothing. Wei Ping said frankly.

"How could the Great Ghost King be so careless and leave the Soul Snatcher Bridge in such a place. ā€

The two shook their heads, a ghost cultivator of their level couldn't get this kind of high-level confidential information.

"One more thing, if you enter the territory of the human race, will you not be uncomfortable?" asked Wang Baoyu.

"The king should know that it is difficult to adapt, especially in the daytime, and it can make us very weak. Wei Ping said.

"There is no daylight in the desert, and this city is covered with yin energy, so that we can move freely. Lu Ruhua added.

"Are you two partners?" asked Wang Baoyu.

"Well, it's also made in the desert. Wei Ping was a little proud, and Lu Ruhua snorted, but she didn't object.

"Considering your special situation, then take the entire city away!" Wang Baoyu said.

"King, we don't have this ability, I'm afraid that Lord Ghost may not be able to do it. "Wei plane with a difficult color.

"It's not difficult, you go and inform the residents of the city, go back to the house and don't float around, once you are left behind, don't complain about this king. Wang Baoyu said.

The two hesitated slightly, and immediately floated out of the house, and began to inform everyone to be fully prepared.

Being able to take over a ghost city so smoothly, the Ghost Control Order is only one of the reasons, and the most important thing is that these ghost clan monks have long wanted to leave this place, waiting for an opportunity.