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It looked like Song Yu was walking aimlessly, but in fact he had a direction.

After walking for a while, he saw a black bead floating in the formation. It was the center of the formation that suppressed the ghosts.

"Soul-suppressing bead?"

Song Yu felt that there was something strange about this formation. It was no wonder since there was a soul-suppressing bead.

The function of the soul-soothing bead is to calm the soul. Using it as the eye of the formation, those evil spirits will naturally not be able to escape.

The Soul-Suppressing Pearl is definitely a treasure, especially for some evil cultivators. It is a magical weapon used to sacrifice and refine living souls, and it is the most precious of treasures. Of course he has to take it away.

However, once it is taken away, the ghosts in the gray fog will inevitably flee in all directions, and once they escape outside, it will inevitably cause a disaster.

Therefore, Song Yu first threw out a few formation flags to fix the formation, then he gathered all his energy in his hands and suddenly reached out to grab the Soul-Suppressing Pearl.

Click!

The formation made a noise, but with the formation flags to make up for it, the soul gathering formation soon stabilized.

Song Yu refined the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, turning it into his own magic weapon, put it into the ring, and then continued to walk inside.

Now that this soul gathering formation has become his, the ghosts dare not attack him. Song Yu quickly walked out of the gray fog and came inside.

The magnificent palace flashed before him again.

Song Yu observed the direction and walked towards the main entrance.

In fact, what he is most worried about now is Gui Nu’s master, so he is still quite cautious.

On the other side, at the edge of the gray fog area, in a side hall, a beautiful and graceful woman was imprisoned.

Although she was able to walk, her cultivation was restricted, and there was a restriction blocking the door, so she couldn't get out at all, and Song Yu didn't see her.

However, the woman saw a young man through the restriction leaving the gray fog area and heading towards the main hall.

"Song Yu? Is that you? Are you here to save me?"

Gong Youran cried with joy.

That’s right, this woman is Gong Youran. She has now recovered most of her strength, but has been confined by the ghost slave.

The ghost slave told her to conserve her energy, dress herself up beautifully, and serve her master.

She also said that her master wanted to use her as a cauldron for dual cultivation, to seize her essence and restore his body.

Although Gong Youran didn't quite understand, she knew it was not a good thing.

It was just that the ghost slave was watching her outside just now, and she had no chance to run. It was only when the ghost slave left just now that she had the opportunity to try to practice her skills and break free from the confinement.

But it can't be broken through at all.

If she couldn't break through the restrictions, she couldn't get out and had no chance of escaping.

Just when she was in despair, she saw Song Yu.

She thought Song Yu came to save her, but she saw that Song Yu ignored her and went to the main hall. She was suddenly filled with despair.

But then I thought, how could Song Yu know that I was locked up here? It's normal that he can't see me.

What made her feel relieved was that she saw with her own eyes that the ghost slave entered the gray fog, which was the direction from which Song Yu came out.

Now that Song Yu is fine, does that mean that the ghost slave is dead? Or did he not cause any harm to Song Yu at all?

Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved.

But when she thought of the master that the ghost slave mentioned, she suddenly became nervous again. Would Song Yu meet his so-called master and fight with him?

To be honest, ghost slaves are so powerful that it is hard to imagine how powerful their masters would be.

"Song Yu, you must be okay."

While breaking the confinement, she prayed for Song Yu.

Song Yu had just walked to the door of the main hall when he suddenly felt a voice calling him.

He looked back suddenly.

"He saw me, he saw me!"

Gong Youran was so excited that she almost cried. She desperately slapped the barrier at the door. She wanted to tell him that she was here, your Ranran was here.

Unfortunately, after she shouted for a long time, Song Yu turned his head away again.

He didn't see it at all; his focus was different.

He just felt that someone was calling him, but he didn't actually hear it at all. It was completely a kind of induction from the heart, but having a induction doesn't mean you know it, nor does it mean you can see it.

Besides, Song Yu could never have imagined that Gong Youran would come to the desert.

He even felt that because he had forced himself on her, she hated him so much that she would be unlikely to come to him.

Seeing that Song Yu ignored her, Gong Youran immediately fell to the ground crying.

what should I do?

On the one hand, she was worried that Song Yu would meet the master of the ghost slave, and on the other hand, she was also worried about what would happen if Song Yu went out and couldn't see her?

Wouldn't that mean he would fall into the devil's clutches? If the ghost slave was like that, how could his master be any good?

"Woo~~"

Gong Youran wiped her tears. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had been extremely wrong in the past and she regretted what she had done.

But there's no use in getting anxious.

The most urgent thing was to break free from the restraints, so she quickly forced herself to calm down and began to attack the restraints again. Even if she couldn't break free, it was better than waiting to die.

Song Yu looked back and then looked towards the door of the hall.

However, there was a white hemisphere on the main entrance of the hall. It was this hemisphere that separated the inside and outside of the hall.

Song Yu touched it with his hand. It was soft and tough. It would not be easy to tear it open directly.

brush!

Song Yu summoned his flying sword and slashed it up.

There was a crack in the sphere, but when he retracted the flying sword, the crack slowly healed.

But this is not a problem for Song Yu.

He swung his sword again, and before the sphere closed, he put away the flying sword, grabbed both ends of the cut with his hands, forcibly tore the hole wider, and then stepped in.

After entering, Song Yu looked back and saw that the wound was slowly healing again.

He didn't care about that, as long as he could get out after coming back.

When he raised his head and looked forward, an ancient atmosphere filled the air. The interior of the hall was spacious, with the queen's throne in the center. The throne was located on a high platform, carved with dragons and phoenixes, and inlaid with various gems and jades. It looked both classical and full of the majesty of the dynasty.

There is a wide step under the steps in front of the throne, with various ceremonial objects and ritual vessels on both sides.

Here, you can seem to see the scene of ministers paying homage to the queen. They wear court robes, hold tablets in their hands, enter the hall according to strict etiquette, perform the ritual of three kneelings and nine kowtows, and then stand respectfully under the steps to listen to the queen's teachings and reports on state affairs.

But the beauty is gone, the hall is desolate, and now that you have stayed here for too long, all you are left with is regret and loneliness.

Obviously, this is a hall used for worship, similar to the court where ancient ministers gave advice to the emperor.

"Could this really be the ruins of the ancient kingdom of Loulan? Is this their last civilization and glory?"

Song Yu was pondering secretly, but at this time he made a new discovery. Behind the throne, there stood a huge stone tablet. It seemed so abrupt here, forming a sharp contrast with the solemn and ancient environment here.

But Song Yu did not take it too seriously. He glanced to both sides and found nothing. Then he stepped onto the golden tripod and jade steps and sat back on the throne.

Then he leaned back and thought, if I can't be the emperor, can't I try to find out what it feels like to be one?

Sitting in such a place, it is easy to imagine the scene of ministers below cheering and paying homage.

But at this moment, a sound suddenly came from under Song Yu's butt.

"You sat on my head."