Suddenly, Wanchou's eyes lit up, he walked straight to a ghost, slapped him, and shouted excitedly: "Liu Hang!"

The ghost he called "Liu Hang" kept his head down and was suddenly slapped, trembling all over his body, slowly raised his head, and suddenly showed a surprise expression on his face.

"Little God? It's really you? I'm not dreaming..."

The ghost raised his head, but it turned out to be the clever ghost who was helplessly sent to Ruyi Golden Bowl to heal!

Wanchou pulled him out, and the other ghosts watched this scene without saying a word.

Walking to Xiaomao, Fengcao pointed at the clever ghost and said, "Xiaomao, I know you are very powerful. Can you help me? After we return to the world safely, we can get this clever ghost out for me?"

Xiaomao opened one eye and looked at the clever ghost, shook his big head, and nodded in agreement.

"That's great. Xiaomao, you're so powerful. When you go home, you can make braised pork ribs for you and eat all the meat for you!"

Only then did Fanchou feel relieved and turned around and said to the clever ghost: "This place is too dangerous now. You should go back to the magic weapon first. It is safe to turn back. I will ask you out again. Now that time is tight, there is no time to say more, that's it."

After saying that, Wan Chou raised the little black bowl, and as before, his mind moved, and the honest evil spirits in front of him entered the bowl again.

The clever ghost looked at this scene and was very nervous. Soon all the evil ghosts were taken away. He rubbed his hands and said to Wanchou: "Little God, come on, it's my turn."

Fan Cho nodded and waved his hand. The clever ghost disappeared into the little black bowl.

Taoist Zilong and Guo Cutezi in the distance were shocked, especially Taoist Zilong. Although he had known that his identity was not ordinary, he did not expect that he would be so perverted. He looked at each other in front of Guo Cutezi and did not step forward for a while.

At this time, there were only three people and one dog left in the hall, and there was no ghost. Although there was still fog in the distance, for some reason, Fang Chou felt very safe when he looked at Xiao Mao here.

Well, this is understandable. Anyone who feels safe if such a big dog is around.

Looking up at the dome, Feng Chou knew that this was just the first floor of the tower they saw, and there were still many floors on it, so I had to hurry up.

His mind flashed through his figure when Dou E disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel tight, and he turned around and shouted, "Brothers, why are you watching the fun? Come and find the entrance to the lower level."

He shouted twice. Guo Crook and his two men came over, looked at Xiaomao hesitantly and asked, "Did you keep this dog?"

"Ah, I raised it, what's wrong?" Fan Chou said casually.

"What kind of breed is this big white dog?" Guo Crook wanted to go forward and touch it, but he didn't dare.

Wanchou rolled his eyes and thought to himself that I didn’t know what breed? I can’t say it was a soaring dog, right?

"This seems to be called a snow mastiff. I saw it in the botanical garden last time. Brother Fan, you are indeed a real person and don't show your appearance. I didn't even see it at that time. It turns out that this dog was raised by you." Taoist Zilong stared at Xiaomao and said.

"Uh, no matter who can raise it, hurry up and find the entrance to the lower level." The scope changed the topic and began to look for the entrance, but there was still a fog around and there was no sight at all.

"Xiaomao, do you have any solutions?" Qianchou thought of Xiaomao. Since it was so capable, it might be able to find an entrance.

After asking two or three times, Xiaomao opened her eyes, stood up slowly, stretched her waist, shook her hair again, looked around, tilted her head as if she was listening to something.

"How?" asked carefully.

Xiaomao waved his head, turned his head to look at Guo Cuzi and Taoist Zilong, and suddenly raised his head and let out a long roar!

"Aowu..."

This sudden shout scared Fan Cho and others. Just as he wondered what the dog was doing, several white lights suddenly appeared in the plain. Fan Cho and others were caught off guard and were swept by the white light. They disappeared in just one flash.

The hall, which was very lively just now, suddenly became empty...

......

On a iron-colored wild land, there is a red moon burning in the sky. In the endless world, there is no vitality. The ground is full of blue-black gravel. From a distance, it looks like a hell in the underworld.

But in this strange place, there are two figures, one black and one white, with their bodies floating like charm, rising and falling, flying like playing, but in fact they are fighting each other in life and death. The continuous air waves burst out burst into huge holes on the ground. If they look like the crater of the moon from a high altitude, they are spectacular.

However, the white figure gradually became slow in action, and retreated repeatedly under the continuous attacks of the man in black.

"Don't hold on, I said, this is my field, and it's useless even if you show your original body."

The man in black is the soul-sweeping impermanence. He kept smiling grimly, and his words seemed to have a soul-sweeping power. Every time he said a word, Dou E, who was as white as snow, trembled slightly, but even so, she still gritted her teeth and persevered, and flew long sleeves, trying her best to cover the soul-sweeping impermanence.

However, it seems that the soul-grabbing Wuchang is quite easy, as if he is just playing with Dou E. He keeps approaching Dou E, as if he wants to capture the other party alive, but Dou E can't succeed for the moment when he resists desperately.

The soul-catching impermanent circles around and could not even attack within three meters in front of Dou E. Finally, he became impatient. He roared up to the sky, and suddenly the wind and thunder were thunder and clouds were covered with dark clouds. A giant ghost suddenly jumped out of the air, holding a serrated ghost-headed knife in his hand, roaring like a great demon coming to the world.

The giant ghost swung out with a knife, and the sword was extremely powerful, at least five or six meters, and it slashed hard at Dou E's head.

Dou E danced with her sleeves and wanted to resist this sword, but Hun Hun Wuchang suddenly snorted coldly not far away, and it suddenly hit her chest like a heavy hammer. Dou E's body shook for a while, and then she couldn't dodge. She was hit by this sword and flew more than ten meters away, falling to the ground with a bang.

A trace of blood emerged from Dou E's mouth. She struggled to get up, and the body of the soul-grabbing Wuchang flashed and appeared beside her. She looked at her coldly, and another heavy blow...

Like a butterfly with broken wings, Dou E's body fell out again, but this time, she could no longer get up.

After struggling for so long, I didn't expect it to be... Dou E tried hard to raise her head, her eyes were filled with panic and confusion, and she looked around, but the desolate world was full of silence and she could not see anything. She slowly lowered her head and sighed lowly. Blood gushed out of her mouth and slowly dripped on the land. She suddenly laughed, it turned out that ghosts could also bleed.

"Hmph, you have some skills, I wanted to conquer you obediently, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn."

Hunhun Wuchang suddenly squatted down and looked at Dou E sideways, his tone suddenly turned soft: "Xiao E, we are all ghosts. When it is difficult to practice with ghosts. Now that I have a barrier in this field, my strength has increased greatly. Don't you want to cultivate to become a ghost immortal as soon as possible and escape from the sea of ​​suffering? Why do you have to be with that human being? Just listen to his words honestly and listen to the underworld. The one-year term is over, and you still have to go back to hell to suffer. Why are you so stupid? Or listen to me and create a rebellion in the underworld with us, and live a free and easy life, isn't it great..."

Dou E's expression was a little dazed when she listened to his soft words, her eyes gradually became confused, and she was a little unsteady, muttering to herself: "Isn't it good to live a free and easy life... Isn't it good to live a free and easy life... Get out of the sea of ​​suffering..."

"That's right, to be honest, you Lu Bu has been subdued by me. In addition, you are two of my generals. When I get both the Land Order and the City God Order, our strength is the strongest on this territory. At that time, we will force the underworld to enthrone me as the guardian god, so that we will have a throne. If we lock the old man in the land and the City God, we will be able to live a happy life, hahaha..."

Amid the crazy laughter of the soul-catching and impermanent laughter, Dou E tilted her head blankly, as if she was trying to think about something, and suddenly asked intermittently: "Why... do you want to... listen to you? Are you not afraid of... sending troops in the underworld?"

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about this. I have my own arrangements. Now, as long as you nod, we will be a family."

"All family? All family..." Dou E murmured this sentence, suddenly frowned, as if she was recalling the past, her expression gradually changed from confusion to sadness, resolute and determined, and finally returned to her normal expression.

"Sorry, the old ghost of Wuchang has disappointed you. Please don't insult the word "insult" in the family. I would rather die than be with you."

Dou E struggled to stand up, raised her hand to attack Hunhun Wuchang's chest, but she was already soft and weak. Hun Wuchang's face turned pale. She pinched Dou E's wrist, pulled it and tied it up, and stuck her neck tightly with her backhand. A cold murderous intent shot out in her eyes, and said viciously, "Since you are so dishonest, then go and die..."

Dou E's body slowly left the ground and could no longer struggle. He was invincible in the realm of soul-catching impermanence.

His hands were softly hanging down, and blood was oozing from his mouth and nose again. The bright red color seemed particularly beautiful in this dead and silent world.

She tried hard to open her eyes wide, trying to see the world clearly for the last time, but finally sighed. This was not the real world after all. It was such a pity. It seemed like looking at the green grass at the door of her house again...

He slowly closed his eyes, but his figure appeared in his mind. He seemed to be standing at the door of his house and smiling, and seemed to be running from afar, shouting loudly at himself...

"I'm sorry, I can't help you anymore..."

A crystal tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes and slid across her face silently.
Chapter completed!