On the periphery of the Million Mountain, although a large number of monks gathered here, it did not seem noisy, but everyone quietly observed.

Lu Yan carried the ghost head knife on his back, habitually rubbed his chin, and looked at it carefully

These walls are very peculiar, I don't know what kind of material they are made of, but you can only see the height of one foot above the ground. It is engraved with ancient patterns, people, mountains and rivers, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and the carvings are lifelike. If you continue to look up, your vision will be distorted, and the city wall will not be close, someone will bombard with a boulder of more than 300 catties, but just after contact, the huge stone will immediately turn into fine sand.

In the center of the city wall, there is an arch three zhang wide and four zhang high, on which are written two vigorous and powerful black characters - haunted house!

Although Lu Yan has never seen this kind of font, just one glance can make people understand its meaning, and it is extremely peculiar. What's even more wonderful is that inside the door, there is darkness in the eyes, Lu Yan looks intently, wanting to see the scene inside.

But, suddenly!

I only felt that the city gate seemed to shake slightly, and thousands of evil spirits struggled and roared in the endless darkness, as if they could burrow into their minds and make people sink. Lu Yan's heart sank, he hurriedly gathered his mind, and looked at it again, but saw that the city was calm as usual!

"Wake up!"

Lu Yan turned around, only to see Lao Hei and Murong Zhi sweating profusely, trying their best to get rid of them, and Xia Da's scolding pulled them back.

"That's amazing!" the two said in unison, glancing at each other with palpitations.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

......

There were constantly people who vomited blood and their faces were as pale as paper, and many of them were monks of the older generation.

"Don't be watching, everyone!" a well-meaning monk reminded, but it was already a little late, and many weak-willed people stood there upright, and their vitality was gone.

Looking at ten steps away from him, a gas storage eight-layer scattered cultivator fell to the ground and died. Lu Yan was shocked in his heart, before he even stepped into the ghost gate, someone was injured and died, and he couldn't help but know more about the mystery and power of the haunted house!

Thousands of miles in the sky above the haunted house, two old men in Tsing Yi stood in the clouds with childish faces, their eyes passed through the layers of clouds, looking at the monks who were in some commotion in front of the ghost gate below, and one of them smiled and said, "Old man Xu, what do you think of the quality this time?"

"Well, it's already not bad! The young man below is only a seventh-layer cultivator, and he is not affected in the slightest!" The old man who was called Old Man Xu stroked his ruler-long white beard, and pointed to Lu Yan below.

"It's an interesting guy!" the other old man stood with his hands tied and said lightly, "However, after all, this is only the first round of selection, besides, he is still just an ant, and there is still a long way to go before he enters the bottom line, let's see how he develops in the future!"

"Alas, if you don't become an immortal, you will be an ant, and if you don't become a god, you will be an ant!" Old man Xu seemed to think of something, and sighed softly with emotion, and didn't say much, his eyes were a little wandering......

In front of the haunted house, the monks who were originally full of confidence, but after experiencing the scene just now, many people hesitated. And Xiaobai didn't know if he didn't look at the ghost gate, or if he wasn't affected at all, he pulled Lu Yan eagerly wanted to enter, as if there was a delicious meal he liked inside.

After the tea cup again, someone finally couldn't hold back and walked in slowly!

"It's Senior Brother!" Xiao Qing came over at some point, holding Chu Hanyi's arm, and said excitedly.

"Vendetta, self-cultivator realm, the top ten guys on the immortal list!" there was a little jealousy in Murong Zhi's tone.

At this time, four men and four women approached one after another, they were the same as vendettas, they were in their prime, and they were the leaders of the younger generation, which attracted many boys and girls to be excited, and their eyes were full of brilliance.

"I'm his grandmother! It's all the same as vendettas, it's the cultivation of a self-cultivator!" Lao Hei stuck the big axe on the ground, his face full of envy.

"Damn! These guys are rare to see on weekdays, but today except for the ghost one, I'm afraid they are all here!" Murong Zhi burst into a rather depressed sentence. He is a direct descendant of the Murong family, and now he is a seventh-layer cultivator of Qi Storage, and he also has a name on the list of immortals, but compared to these demons, it is really nothing.

Seeing Murong Zhi, who was quite depressed, Lu Yan smiled lightly, and then asked curiously: "Who is Ghost One?" The name is quite forceful, but it is not like the protagonist's name. ”

"Ghost One" mentioned this name, Murong Zhi was not laughing, and said with a very serious emotion, "Although Ghost One rarely makes a move, he is still recognized as the number one master of the younger generation! It is said that the cultivator who is about to step into the realm of the Grandmaster wears a ghostly mask all the year round, and no one has ever seen his true face. ”

"Ghost One is under the Ghost Valley Gate!" said Xia Da on the side.

"Ghost Valley!" Lu Yan repeated softly, with what he knew about the sect now, it was all about its mystery and power.

Mysterious, but omnipresent. This is the true portrayal of the Ghost Valley!

Just as Lu Yan sighed in his heart, the nine young masters had already walked in front of the ghost gate, they didn't stop at all, they stepped in, and they couldn't see their figures anymore.

"Let's go!"

"Grandma's, fight!"

"With the beginning of the people, more and more monks are coming in.

"Let's go in too!" Lu Yan smiled at Chu Hanyi.

Chu Hanyi still said very little, just nodded.

"Ice cubes" Xiaoqing took his hand and said worriedly, "You must be careful!"

Chu Hanyi suddenly clasped Xiao Qingyu's hand with his backhand, his face full of firmness.

"I'll wait for you to come back!" Xiao Qing was very happy for the first time he was so active, standing on tiptoe, carmine lips swept across his cheeks like a dragonfly, and ran away with a red face.

"Brother Bing Cube, I'll wait for you!" Murong Zhi laughed with a weird smile.

"Okay!" Lu Yan said with a smile, "Sir, we're going too!"

"Be careful, don't be careless!" Shada admonished solemnly.

Lu Yan nodded, then took Xiaobai and strode with Chu Hanyi

Since they chose to go in, they had no intention of retreating, and the two of them stepped in unison. Lu Yan only felt that there was a rapid darkness in front of him, and he couldn't see his five fingers. After a short moment, he found that he had come to a barren and empty place, but there was no Chu Hanyi and Xiaobai's figure beside him, and his eyes were dim. The gray earth, the gray canopy, and the visibility is extremely low, which is the general environment in the haunted house.

"Hanyi! Xiaobai ......" Lu Yan called out a few times, but there was no response, he was shocked, "Could it be that they have encountered an accident?"

But then he rejected this idea, because he had just come in and was not attacked in any way, which should be the peculiarity of the haunted house itself, which automatically separated the people who came in.

Thinking about this, Lu Yan was much calmer, but he didn't let his guard down. A glimpse of the whole leopard, the unpredictable power of the haunted house is what he has witnessed, and it often kills people invisibly, which is unguardable. Therefore, he did not take it lightly, but once again carefully looked at the surrounding environment and identified the direction before daring to move forward.

"Winter clothes!

"Winter clothes...... Little White ......"

"Chill...... Clothing...... Little White ......"

But as soon as he took a step, voices came, including men and women, old and young. At first, it was crisp and tidy, but it only took a moment to become chaotic!

Suddenly the gray fog was filled, the cold wind gusted, and everything became eerie......