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Chapter 563 Entrance to the Ghost Realm

Zhuge Buliang's brows suddenly condensed, purple energy flashed on his fists, and a little cold light shot out from his eyes.

"Are you going to kill me?" Qingwan smiled calmly, her dress fluttering, her hair hanging behind her head, the divine sword in her hand pointed at Zhuge Buliang, and said with a smile: "It seems that woman is very important to you, but

It's a pity that her spirit has collapsed."

"If you don't want to hand it over, then I have no choice but to rob it." Zhuge Buliang said in a cold voice. The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he had already reached the top of Qingwan's head. The purple dragon swirled

He spat out vigorously and punched Qingwan's Tianling Gai.

"Zheng!"

The divine sword buzzed, Qingwan Liu frowned slightly, and raised the divine sword in his hand. The tip of the sword pointed at Zhuge Buliang's fist, and the sword glow surged. The divine sword was tit for tat with the dragon swirling force shot by Zhuge Buliang.[

"boom!"

A powerful aura shook the world, Qingwan's pretty face changed slightly, and her legs sank directly into the ground. With a wave of the divine sword in her hand, a dazzling sword light flew out.

"Disperse!" Zhuge Buliang punched again, shattering the sword light that he swept away.

Qingwan, on the other hand, took this opportunity to jump up from the dirt, his steps slightly wrong, and he appeared directly a hundred meters away.

Not far away, Su Xiaobai frowned and whispered: "This woman practices the secret swordsmanship of Dugu Xianmen."

"Miss Qingwan!" Seeing Qingwan and Zhuge Buliang fighting together, the expressions of several disciples of Dugu Xianmen immediately changed, and they all drew out their divine swords and rushed forward.

"brush!"

A white shadow appeared in front of several people. Su Xiaobai clasped one hand behind his back, the other hand tied with a sword, and said in a cold voice: "Do you want to die?"

As soon as the words fell, Su Xiaobai raised his empty palm, and a line of sword intent flew out. On the spot, the head of a disciple of Dugu Xianmen was shattered, and his cold body collapsed on the ground.

Too fast!

This scene immediately stopped the remaining disciples of Dugu Xianmen. They stopped and did not dare to step forward anymore. They stared at Su Xiaobai with fearful eyes. In just a moment, Su Xiaobai had already taken action and stood up.

The attack was so fast that they could barely resist.

"boom!"

"Boom!" On the other side, Qingwan had been forced back hundreds of meters by Zhuge Buliang. Purple air spurted out, and Qingwan was forced to retreat continuously, but her eyes were still filled with silence and no fluctuation at all.

"scold!"

With a wave of the divine sword, two dazzling sword lights crossed and flew out, slashing at Zhuge Buliang.

"Buzz!"

Zhuge Buliang raised his finger, and the sword light shattered. On his left fist, a purple dragon swirl was beating vigorously. As Zhuge Buliang roared, his fist suddenly blasted out, and a big purple dragon flew out and rushed towards him with its teeth and claws.

Qingwan.

Facing such a domineering dragon swirling force, Qingwan's face turned pale. She slowly raised her palm. Suddenly, a strange energy wave swirled in her palm, gradually forming a cyan vortex.

The cyan vortex exuded a strong death aura, spinning violently in Qingwan's hand.

"boom!"[

A strong suction force came from the blue vortex, and the purple dragon flew into the blue vortex. The energy contained in it exploded and was sucked in by the blue vortex.

But despite this, Qingwan was still thrown backwards by the impact of this overbearing force. The green vortex shattered, and her white jade arm was dripping with blood, and it hung down, obviously broken.

"You are a ghost cultivator!"

But at this moment, Zhuge Buliang couldn't calm down and stared at Qingwan opposite him in horror.

Just when the other party used the cyan vortex, Zhuge Buliang clearly felt the strong death aura, which was a magical power only possessed by ghost cultivators, swallowing. Zhuge Buliang didn't have it when he was in the eighteenth level of hell.

I rarely interact with ghost cultivators, so I am very familiar with this magical power.

Zhuge Buliang was shocked. How could a ghost cultivator appear in the prehistoric fairyland?

Qingwan held the divine sword in his right hand, stared at Zhuge Buliang with cold eyes, and said: "You guessed it right, I do come from the ghost world, are you surprised?"

Zhuge Buliang took a deep breath and said, "I don't care where you come from or what your identity is. Give me Concubine Xiang Yi's soul."

"What if I don't?" Qingwan's eyes became gloomy.

"Then I will beat you back to the ghost world." Zhuge Buliang's face slowly filled with murderous intent.

Feeling the strong murderous intent bursting out of Zhuge Buliang's eyes, Qingwan's calm eyes fluctuated slightly, and suddenly smiled sweetly and said: "Okay, I will give you the soul of that woman, but even if I hand over the soul

Even if I give it to you, you can't resurrect her. Her soul has almost disappeared from my torture."

As he spoke, Qingwan waved his hand, and a ray of light golden light flew towards Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Buliang raised his hand and wrapped the golden light with a ball of soft power, turning it into a golden ball of light floating in Zhuge Buliang's palm. The golden ball of light was already very dim, and the brilliance was about to run out, and it was clearly visible that there were

Cracks all over.

Zhuge Buliang frowned, and the purple energy enveloped the spirit and took it into his body.

"Slowly grieve, hehehehe" Qingwan chuckled softly, staring at Zhuge Buliang with his cold eyes, his figure slowly faded, and finally disappeared in front of Zhuge Buliang. Apparently he used teleportation to teleport away.

Zhuge Buliang's pupils contracted tightly. From this woman's body, he felt a mysterious and mysterious aura. The identity of the other party's ghost cultivator alone was enough to surprise Zhuge Buliang, and from the look in her eyes

, Zhuge Buliang felt strong hatred for himself.

"Is it really her in the ghost world?" Thinking of this, Zhuge Buliang frowned even more.

Then, he turned to look at the disciples of Dugu Xianmen. The cold look in his eyes seemed to freeze the soul, making these cultivators of Dugu Xianmen tremble.

"Who is this woman?" Zhuge Buliang glanced at several people and asked coldly.

A cultivator from Dugu Xianmen was stunned for a moment, and then said: "We don't know the identity of Miss Qingwan. We only know that she was suddenly brought back by the young master ten years ago."

Hearing this, Zhuge Buliang slowly clenched his fists and turned to the side.

Su Xiaobai looked at Zhuge Buliang's back, snorted coldly in his heart, and with a slight flick of his finger, several shapes of sword intent were fired out, instantly destroying the souls of the cultivators of Dugu Xianmen, and their bodies were even more damaged by the sword intent.

Shattered into a bloody mist.[

Sensing Zhuge Buliang's emotional change, Lu Zihan, Liu Mang and others did not dare to disturb him too much.

Zhuge Buliang stood by the river, looking at the trickling water, and fell into deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Are you sure that woman is a ghost cultivator?" Su Xiaobai asked, standing behind Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Bu nodded: "It must be that kind of devouring magical power that only ghost cultivators can possess. Although she tried her best to suppress her aura, I can still feel a trace of death."

"So this woman is from the ghost world." Su Xiaobai also frowned.

"But why do ghost cultivators appear in this world?"

After a moment of silence, Su Xiaobai suddenly said: "Maybe this woman is from the Valley of the Dead."

"The Valley of the Dead? Where is that place?" Zhuge Buliang immediately became excited.

"It is a mountain range of the undead in the Western Region. It is said that the Valley of the Undead in the center of the undead mountain is the entrance to the ghost world. Ordinary cultivators will be infected by the aura of death if they approach there." Su Xiaobai solemnly said: "And

It is very likely that you will be sucked into the ghost world and will not be able to return for the rest of your life."

Hearing this, Zhuge Buliang was shocked. So, could there be a "Gate of Hell" in the Valley of the Dead?

Su Xiaobai continued: "However, if ghost cultivators from the ghost world want to enter this world, the price they pay is extremely high, and only some very powerful ghost cultivators can pass through some gaps between the two realms.

, entering another world, and the risk is very high. If you are not careful, you will lose your soul."

Zhuge Buliang fell silent, thinking a lot. He did not expect that there was a "Ghost Gate" in the ancient immortal realm. After a moment, Zhuge Buliang raised his head with a burning gaze and said, "Do you know the specific location of the Valley of the Dead?"

Su Xiaobai was shocked: "What? You are going to enter the ghost world."

"Yes!" Zhuge Buliang nodded solemnly.

"Don't be ridiculous. If you enter the ghost world, you may never come out." Su Xiaobai shook his head.

Zhuge Buliang smiled and said: "It's okay, it's not like I haven't been in it before, and I heard that there is a reincarnation mirror in the ghost world that can reflect all the past lives. Now I have a lot of questions in my head that need to be answered."

Su Xiaobai stared at Zhuge Buliang. From the other person's eyes, he felt a touch of determination, but he still persuaded him: "Do you know the price of a stranger entering the ghost world?"

"I know." Zhuge Bu nodded: "But I still want to go!"

Both of them calmed down and stopped talking. After more than ten minutes, Su Xiaobai sighed and said: "The terrain of the Valley of the Dead is complex. I have only been there once, but in the end I still failed to enter the central area.

.If you have to go, I will go with you. But after entering the Valley of the Dead, you have to rely on yourself."

"Yes!" Zhuge Buliang nodded solemnly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, at this moment, the small world began to shake violently, as if the end of the world was coming.

Su Xiaobai and Zhuge Buliang looked at each other and appeared in the sky with a movement, looking towards the place where the sound came from.

In the distance, I saw a mountain peak blooming with colorful brilliance, and a corner of the mountain had collapsed. Apparently someone discovered the extraordinary nature of this mountain and wanted to break it into pieces.

"Hey, someone really discovered something good." Zhuge Buliang said with a smile.

This loud noise alarmed all the cultivators who entered this world. In an instant, several streams of light began to fly towards the mountain peak blooming with bright fairy light. Zhuge Buliang and Su Xiaobai were no exception. The two of them turned into two

A stream of light shot out rapidly.

"A treasure has appeared!" Liu Mang and others quickly followed.


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