Although his identity was not revealed, just a trace of ghost energy was leaked, which made all the ghost soldiers crawl on the ground, unable to even raise their heads.
The rank gap is too big!
"Weird thing."
Youquan ignored them and felt something was wrong.
"It's really strange."
Bai Gu nodded, "It's too quiet here."
Along the way.
Everything going on in the territory is under their eyes.
lifeless!
None of the ghost generals, ghosts, handsome ghosts and ghost schools were seen. They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a bunch of ghost soldiers who didn't know what was going on.
"Are you feeling guilty?"
The will-o'-the-wisps in Bai Gu's eyes danced, and he said in a deep voice: "Kill Duan Ming, are you afraid that we will come to you, so you are hiding?"
"Won't."
Youquan shook his head, "If he really felt guilty, he wouldn't have sent Duan Ming's head over. He was clearly provocative and confident!"
His eyes turned.
Looking at the kneeling ghost soldiers, he said calmly: "Where is Mowu? Where has he gone? If you answer well, I will reward you!"
"Lord Mowu?"
A ghost soldier bravely said: "He hasn't come back for several years. He is usually in my king's ghost king's palace..."
"snort!"
Bai Gu sneered and scoffed, "It's just as I thought, you are really hiding from Sanniang!"
"Sir...sir."
Just about to leave.
But another ghost soldier bravely said: "A few days ago, I saw Master Mowu coming back and taking many adults to the Chaos Zone..."
"wrong!"
Before Bai Gu could speak.
Another ghost soldier stood up and said firmly: "Didn't you hear that a ferryman showed up earlier? Several adults went there, and Master Mowu must be here too!"
Ferryman?
Bai Gu's heart moved.
"Where is he?"
Youquan was a little impatient, and there was a flash of ghostly energy on his body, and a faint pressure fell, and the ghosts almost exploded and died on the spot.
"In the Ghost King's Palace!"
"Going to the Chaos Zone!"
"It's probably time to find the ferryman!"
In order to get rewards, the three ghosts insisted on their respective opinions and almost got into a fight.
"Ah!"
However, Youquan didn't have the patience to tell whose words were true. He waved his hand casually, and the bodies of the ghost soldiers suddenly exploded into blood mist!
"interesting."
Baigu thought thoughtfully, "There is actually a ferryman showing up?"
"Isn't this better?"
Youquan's voice was full of murderous intent, "We don't have to prepare any more, just kill him and throw him to the ferryman!"
"Let's split up."
Bai Gu thought for a while and said: "I am relatively familiar with this place. Go to Sanniang's Ghost King Palace, and you go to the Chaos Zone."
"good!"
Compared to him.
Youquan's temperament was much more decisive, and he said directly: "No matter who sees him, just kill him first!"
"Understood!"
There is no turning back when the bow is drawn.
Bai Gu also knew this truth, and no longer hesitated. The ghost fire in his eyes trembled again, and he immediately rushed in the direction of the Ghost King's Palace!
In situ.
Youquan took a deep look at his back, swayed, and headed towards the Chaos Zone!
…
Chaos zone.
Boom boom boom!
Along with a roar, another realm disappeared in front of Gu Han.
"again!"
He breathed a sigh of relief.
During this period of time, he has been running around non-stop and has never been idle for a moment. Even though he is as tyrannical as he is, he feels a little tired.
He is very cautious.
Except for the territory of Mowu, where Qianye came forward to lure the ghosts out, in the territories of other ghost generals, they would first make some noise and then wait and see.
The efficiency is a little lower.
The advantage is that the risk of exposure is also low.
"There aren't many left."
After taking a look at the information given by Wu Gui, he swayed and flew towards the next realm.
"about there."
Qianye said in a deep voice: "The noise you made is enough to shock the ghost clan. The longer the delay, the more variables there will be, and..."
There was a pause.
He sighed, "Sanniang really doesn't have many of her men left, and your efficiency will only get lower and lower."
With Gu Han's unremitting efforts.
In Ghost Sanniang's territory, from the Ghost General down, including more than 90% of the Ghost Schools, all became Gu Han's fish, and almost no one was left alive.
Nature.
Those low-level ghosts have too few Quan-Character Tablet Laws. If they want to successfully escape from a realm, they can only rely on numbers.
During this time.
Gu Han couldn't even remember how many ghosts died in his hands.
only.
Although he understood the truth, he was a little unwilling to give up.
"the last one."
After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said: "You can't go through this in vain. How much can you save? At least you have to be worthy of this outfit!"
Hear the words.
Qianye no longer tried to persuade him.
Although Gu Han never mentioned it, he knew how deeply the experience of performing the mission for the first time had a profound impact on Gu Han.
especially.
The child who never tasted the fruit until his death.
…
Somewhere in the human realm.
As usual, under the leadership of the sacrificial witch, men, women and children from all tribes once again kowtowed and prayed to the female stone statue with pious expressions.
Below the stone statue.
It was filled with food, wild fruits, grains, and a small amount of meat that they would never bear to eat on weekdays.
suddenly.
A dirty little hand stretched out and secretly reached towards the sacrifices.
Snapped!
Haven't encountered it yet.
But he was slapped hard by a big hand.
Wow.
The child, who was about three or four years old and was as hungry as skin and bones, burst into tears.
"This is for the messenger!"
A skinny man yelled angrily with red eyes: "Who told you to touch it!"
"I'm hungry……"
"You can't touch it even if you're hungry!"
The man's heart tightened, he steeled himself, and said with a straight face: "This is disrespectful to the messenger..."
"well."
An old sigh sounded.
At the front of the crowd.
The old sacrificial witch gave a bitter smile, stood up shakily, took out a fruit from the sacrifice, handed it to the child, and said softly: "Eat it."
I don’t know how long I have been hungry.
The child took the fruit and started to gnaw it. Halfway through, he realized something. He carefully handed the fruit to the man's lips and said timidly: "Dad, you eat..."
"Dad, you're not hungry."
The man suppressed his sadness and held back the fruit.
Naturally, there was more than one child. Seeing him eating deliciously, the other children secretly swallowed their saliva.
"Let's split it up."
The sacrificial witch sighed again, "They can't bear the hunger, adults."
moment.
A dozen small and thin children swarmed up.
"Sacrifice to the witch."
The man was anxious and said, "This is..."
"It doesn't matter."
The priest shook his head, "How can the envoy blame us for such a trivial matter?"
The man was startled.
Look at the stone statue.
He finally asked a question that he never dared to ask on weekdays, "Witch sacrifice, my grandfather is waiting, my father is waiting, and now I too..."
He touched the child's head.
He whispered: "Can we really see the day when the messenger comes?"
Hear the words.
The shaman was silent.
Gradually.
The man's eyes began to look desperate.
Not just him.
The rest of the tribe also had sad faces, and the last light in their eyes was about to disappear.
"Will do."
After a while, the priest took a look at the stone statue. It was full of cracks and crumbling. He didn't know how long it had been here.
"The stone statue will not fall."
He said firmly: "The messenger... will definitely come!"
The voice fell.
The dim sky suddenly trembled, and the endless dim clouds continued to gather, turning into a swirling portal!
next moment.
A figure fell from the sky!
Wearing a ghost robe and a ghost mask on his face, his breath is cold and does not look like a stranger.
"messenger……"
The sacrificial witch looked up at the sky, with a look of disbelief on his face, and murmured: "The messenger is here."