Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Seven Far Away to the Ghost Country
The two people looked at each other from a distance. For a moment, it was as if their minds could interact with each other. It was extremely mysterious, but was interrupted by a sudden voice.
"You two, do you think that I don't exist?" The words came from the mouth of the purple-shirted woman next to Su Xingchen. It was a bit of a joke, but also contained a hint of joy at meeting old friends.
As soon as these words came out, the noisy crowd became quiet a little, and everyone looked at Zhu Jiu and Su Xingchen.
"Luo Yan, you're here too!" The woman in purple is Luo Yan, who belongs to the same Abyss seat and is good friends with Su Xingchen. She is also extremely talented in cultivation and is one of the most outstanding representatives of Abyss in this generation.
Zhu Jiu is both a core disciple of the main peak and is quite familiar with him.
We haven't seen each other for three years. At this moment, Luo Yan's cultivation is at the peak of the fifth-level first-level, and is about to break into the middle-level, one step behind Zhu Jiu.
Su Xingchen, on the other hand, still maintains her outstanding talent for fast cultivation. She has now reached the fifth-level high-grade level. The mana fluctuations around her body are thick and the Taoist rhyme is flowing, which is almost substantial. She is not far from the sixth level.
Even though he was in the spotlight of thousands of people, Zhu Jiu still acted calmly and calmly, walking towards Su Xingchen and asking Luo Yan at the same time:
"What did you two do? Why are there so many foreign cultivators behind you, and they all have murderous intentions."
"A few days ago, Xingchen and I sneaked into the territory of foreign tribes to practice cultivation. It happened that they were holding a sacrificial ceremony. We were discovered during the ceremony and a conflict broke out. After we got rid of their entanglement, after we came back, those foreign tribes still refused to let go.
Say we are disturbing
It is a serious crime to disrupt the sacrificial ceremony, so there are always some aliens who keep coming to pursue me, which is very annoying. Hehe, now you are here as the flower protector. Looking at the method you used against the sixth-level old woman just now, you can deal with a few more aliens.
It shouldn’t be a problem!”
Luo Yan's voice was soft and charming, and she replied casually.
Her words were plain, but everyone in the audience understood without thinking that they might have caused a lot of trouble during the foreign sacrificial ceremony. Otherwise, there would be no way for the foreigners to take risks and go deep into the hinterland of the human race.
Chase.
From another perspective, it also shows the courage and strength of these two women. Going deep into a foreign race, and then escaping unharmed after their whereabouts were discovered is not something that everyone can do.
Luo Yan paused for a moment, then spoke again: "Hey, Mr. Zhu, you are our generation, the number one in the sect. Xingchen and I are being hunted down. Why don't you help us vent our anger? Kill!
Isn’t it enough to kill an old alien woman who is following us?”
Zhu Jiu shook his head and chuckled, and replied:
"When I see you, Miss Luo, in a few years, I will give you a greeting gift. Killing an old woman of a different race is really a shame. Fortunately, I have been prepared."
As he was speaking, he stopped and turned his head to look in the direction of an entrance to the venue.
At this moment, everyone was paying attention to him. His every move was followed by people, and everyone followed his gaze. At first, there was nothing unusual, but after just one breath, a cold feeling suddenly poured in from the direction where everyone was watching.
In an instant, this aura suddenly flourished, and the coldness surged, boiling like a tide, filling all directions. Amid the rolling gloomy tide, a bone hall sat at the top of the wave, and the surging white flames of bone fire surrounded the hall and burned crazily.
The main hall is made of countless white bones and is constructed with the power of death. It is covered with complicated and cold evil patterns, and everything in the hall is covered by black air, making it extremely mysterious.
Outside the ghost palace is a continent paved with bones. There are many strange things on it, but they are hazy and unclear, and outsiders cannot see the reality.
As soon as it appears, it will be accompanied by the sound of howling ghosts and crying ghosts, which is frightening.
This ghostly and cold bone palace, churning with the waves of Yin Qi, always stood at the top of the tide. Entering the venue in the air, the runes on the walls of the palace were flowing, always dim and bright, blooming with mysterious energy, coming towards Zhu Jiu.
Previously, Zhu Jiu had a fierce battle with an old woman from a sixth-level foreign race. Although the noise was not small, it attracted the attention of many powerful human beings who were hiding in the dark. However, these people were always calm and no movement was seen.
In the end, Zhu Jiu won and killed the old foreign woman, which made these powerful level cultivators who were as stable as mountains admire in their hearts, but still no one was born. At their level, they had seen too much, so even if Zhu Jiu
Jiu's performance was amazing, but it wasn't enough for them to praise him directly.
But at this moment, the ghost palace flew in, and a dark, low, but majestic voice suddenly sounded in the void, rumbling, as if the entire sky was shaking, like a god suddenly coming to the world, saying:
"At the fifth level, it is possible to build a perfect royal court with one hundred and eight bases. It is truly wonderful. It is a stunningly beautiful and talented person. The abyss is great and there is another talented person who will flourish forever!"
After this voice fell, there was another dry and cold laughter, which also caused strange fluctuations in the void, belonging to the powerful level.
The laughter behind sounded a little familiar. Zhu Jiu and Su Xingchen and Luo Yan looked at each other and recognized that it was the unique voice of an elder from the abyss. They should also be attending the rare objects exchange conference. When they heard
Some people praised their disciples and responded vocally, but did not show their faces directly.
Luo Yan was also a member of the Abyss, and when he saw the Ghost Palace manifesting, he was also extremely surprised in his heart, and whispered to Su Xingchen beside him:
"Young Master Zhu, the past few years have been really earth-shaking. He actually built a perfect ghost palace at the fifth level. This is rarely seen in the history of Corpse God Way! Xingchen, you are also practicing spells in Corpse God Way. Why don't you realize this unparalleled power?
The art of ghost country?"
Su Xingchen looked at Zhu Jiu with bright, agile, clean and pure eyes, and softly replied:
"The requirements for building the Ghost King's Palace are stringent. I practice the art of the Corpse God Way, and at the same time I also practice the Xingyue Secret Technique passed down from my family. Therefore, my Sea of Consciousness Talisman is different from that of all Corpse God Way cultivators, and does not fully meet the conditions for establishing a Ghost Palace. If
Even if I practice hard, I can't create a perfect ghost kingdom, so I just give up on this magical power. It's great that he can create the highest level ghost kingdom!"
Luo Yan chuckled, not knowing what Fu Er said, which made Su Xingchen's beautiful face blush.
At this time, the ghost palace jumped in front of Zhu Jiu's eyes, and quickly became smaller. He was gently held in his hand. Then there was a buzzing sound in the palace, and the lines shimmered. Suddenly, a bronze ghost hand was revealed, and it became several feet in size and hung in the air.
In front of Zhu Jiu.
When the bronze ghost hand spread out, several aliens surrounded by green light and bound by secret power chains were revealed in the palm. These aliens looked unwilling and struggled desperately, but to no avail.
The mysterious power on the chain was filled with ghostly aura, and mysterious mana threads spread out, penetrating into the heads of several people. It seemed that even the souls of these people were locked up. The expressions of these people were filled with resentment, but they wanted to
It was difficult to move even an inch, and it was firmly held in the hands of the ghost.
Several of them had deathly gray lines on their bodies, and they were of the same race as the old woman who had just fought Zhu Jiu.
It turned out that Zhu Jiu had previously mobilized the Ghost Kingdom to perform sacrifices outside the venue during the fierce battle, and arrested the aliens lurking outside and brought them back.
In the past few years, although Zhu Jiu rarely traveled in the hinterland of the human race, he was by no means an unknown person. Previously, his combat prowess was astonishing and he killed foreigners. Many cultivators asked each other and already knew his identity.
It is truly miraculous to see him suddenly control such a strange ghost palace and reappear his divine power, driving a palace of bones, attacking from a distance, detaining foreign cultivators and returning.
Everyone is born with the feeling that this young man has unpredictable methods and can turn his hands around the clouds and rain. His magical powers emerge one after another, becoming more and more astonishing each time.
After seeing these aliens being held up by ghost hands, everyone realized that this young man had fought with an old alien woman before, but he still had some strength left, and used an incredible magical power to fight in two places at the same time, killing the old woman at the same time.
, and detained his accomplices and returned.
These magical means are almost beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding, leaving people stunned and helpless.
After Zhu Jiuci spread his bronze ghost hands, he smiled and said to Luo Yan:
"There are a total of six alien cultivators here, all of whom are aliens following you. I wonder if arresting them all as a meeting gift would satisfy Miss Luo?"
As he spoke, he had arrived at the main stage, and Su Xingchen's beautiful face was right in front of him.
Zhu Jiu did not shy away from suspicion, and stretched out his hand very naturally, slowly holding Su Xingchen's small hand of Qishang Saixue. The tentacles were slightly cool and there was a slight tremor.
Zhu Jiu gently squeezed her little hand to express comfort. Zhu Jiu did not speak, but there was a trace of warmth flowing between their hearts.
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