"Brother Dugu, let's leave together," Jiang Yao did not forget to bring Zhan Wuque before leaving.

Zhan Wuque shook his head, "I still have something important to do and will not leave for the time being. In addition, it is too late for you to leave now."

"What?" Jiang Yao's face changed, "What does Brother Dugu mean?"

"Sister Yao, let's go, don't worry about him, let him fend for himself, an alarmist guy," Shi Bai sneered.

"Amitabha, what does the donor mean? I wish to hear it carefully," what everyone did not expect was that Jingwu actually asked.

In the words, I seemed to believe what Zhan Wuque said.

This surprised everyone.

Jingwu is a monk who has attained enlightenment. When should I ask others for advice?

Zhan Wuque pointed at the sky with his finger, "The answer is in the sky?"

"In the sky?"

Everyone couldn't help but look up.

Layers of dark clouds had already covered the entire Liaocheng at some point.

"What is that, look at it!"

The river was frightened.

Only then did everyone realize that the dark clouds in the sky slowly formed a huge skull.

A pair of empty eyes seemed to be staring at everyone, which made their hearts chill and their limbs began to stiffen.

"Get out of here quickly!!"

The Thunder River soared into the sky, turning into a ray of light and rushing outward.

The others did not dare to delay any more, and they all used their strength to fly out of the city.

"Donor, can you tell what this is? Is it related to the few people who disappeared last night?"

Jingwu asked, and felt that he could not see through the young man in front of him.

He recalled the situation when he first met Zhan Wuque yesterday, and seemed to have a calm expression from beginning to end.

"Nothing, this is just a sign of the opening of the ghost goalkeeper. It has nothing to do with the missing person," Zhan Wuque said lightly.

"Ghost Gate? What Ghost Gate? Is it the Gate of Hell?"

Jingwu's eyes showed a rare horror.

Zhan Wuqi nodded.

"If I'm right, there is a secret passage leading to the eighteenth level of hell deep in the underground of Liaocheng. But for some reason, there was a problem with this secret passage, and some sneakers rushed out. It's easy to say that when it comes to the ultimate yin, there will probably be thousands of sneakers coming out."

"Ghost soldiers, ghost generals are easy to say, but I'm afraid there will be more than one ghost king," said Zhan Wuque's eyes with a little caution.

The Ghost King must at least be equivalent to the strength of the Wu Ling.

Because of its special nature as a soul body, it is extremely difficult to deal with, and ordinary means are useless to them.

"More than one ghost king?"

Jingwu's face changed drastically.

They miscalculated!

I thought this was the birth of the Ghost King, and just need to use the temple-stool and the Eighteen Arhat Formation to suppress it as usual.

Unexpectedly, this is an evil ghost crawling out of the gate of hell!

"No, this news must be spread and support!"

Jingwu was very anxious.

With him and the Eighteen Arhats alone, even if they have a tin staff in their hands, they are not the opponent of these ghosts. They must ask the abbot to come!

"It's too late."

Zhan Wuque shook his head.

"Those escaped ghosts have become climate, and Liaocheng has become the prototype of the ghost realm."

"Liaocheng can no longer get out now."

Everyone's faces changed.

...

On the other side.

Shi Bai and others flew towards the city gate without stopping.

But after flying for a long time, I still couldn't see the shadow of the city gate.

"Stop!"

Shi Bai stopped and his face turned gloomy.

"We have seen that Laifu Inn has not been there, we have already passed it three times!"

"What?!"

Everyone's hearts broke out.

Wouldn't that mean that they have been wandering around in the same place?

Shan Yang released a black centipede from the black cloth bag.

"go!"

He pointed a little, and the black centipede flew up and landed on the plaque.

The plaque was immediately corroded by terrifying toxins.

"This is a fifth-level psychic ghost centipede I raised. It can swallow ghosts and continue on the road. I want to see what the reason is!"

Shan Yang showed a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes and left.

After one stick of incense, everyone stood under the plaque of Laifu Inn, their faces were pale.

"How is this possible!"

Shan Yang clenched his fists tightly.

His fifth-level psychic centipede is gone.

This is not the weirdest thing. The weirdest thing is that the plaque that has been corroded just now is still hanging on it.

It's exactly the same as what I saw before!

Mottled and cracks are everywhere.

"I don't believe I can't get out!"

"Five Thunders Great Technique, Five Thunders Blasting, Thunder comes!"

He exerted his white hair and used the thunder technique to bombard the entire Laifu Inn into ruins.

"Walk!"

Everyone continued on the road.

This time they left for an hour.

Finally, they saw the city gate.

"Hahaha, I'll just say that when my Leiming Sect's thunder magic comes out, I have to retreat to any sneaky thing!"

Shi Bai laughed proudly.

But he couldn't laugh as he smiled.

Not far away, a Laifu Inn quietly blocked the front.

At this moment, a "squeak" sounded.
Chapter completed!