The Evil Ghost Sect, as its name suggests, runs rampant in the world with its ostentatious behavior, and no one dares to take away its edge.

In the past, when the Evil Ghost Sect was in great prosperity, both the Yulong Royal Family and the Nine Breath Sect had to avoid it by three points.

If it hadn't been for the evil ghost lord Duolingjun who was strangled and sealed by various forces, the Yulong Dynasty might not be the king on the land of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

In order to let Duo Lingjun, who was divided into five horses, see the light again, the Evil Ghost Sect has been lurking for hundreds of years, allowing their reputation to be buried by the torrent of history, but they have been constantly acting in private. Their belief is that Duo Lingjun led the evil spirits back then. When the ghost sect competed for the world, there was a grand scene of corpses strewn all over the field, bleeding and floating oars.

This time, she was able to witness the grand occasion of Duo Lingjun's rebirth. Shen Jiaozhu couldn't hide her inner excitement. She left Chongguling, which was completely burned by the fire, and returned to the main altar of the Evil Ghost Sect. She became the real envoy of the Evil Ghost Sect. , and her elder sister Shen Jiaozhen became half a useless person because of the backlash of Ghost King Xing.

Standing outside the mass grave, looking at the hearses with white flowers hanging inside, and the completed scriptures on the giant pit, Shen Jiaozhu was so excited that her face flushed, the person who was about to be resurrected was the person she had been She has believed in Duo Lingjun for a long time, and it is precisely because of her belief in Duo Lingjun that she was able to be reborn after death to the present.

She is willing to be Duo Lingjun's servant, and she can't wait to see the majestic figure of her master after rebirth.

Like the thousands of believers of the Evil Ghost Sect, she is looking forward to Duo Lingjun leading them to wash the whole of China with blood and rebuild the eternal foundation belonging to the Evil Ghost Sect.

While Shen Jiaozhu was looking at the grave of thousands of corpses, the two guardians of the Evil Ghost Sect and the six elders walked over together with a sedan chair, which was as big as a small room, and the whole body was pure black. The cover is golden, the hanging car curtain is shimmering, and the strings of pearls hanging in front of the car curtain are bright and shiny.

Sitting cross-legged in the sedan chair was a skeleton wrapped in a white robe, still maintaining its five-hearted posture. There was a warm jade inlaid between the eyebrows of the skeleton, which was the proof of an immortal.

The guardian and the elder didn't stop, they directly carried the sedan chair to the only raised platform in the big pit, then kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, and flew out of the big pit.

Around the sedan chair, there were six boxes, each of which contained a part of Duo Lingjun's body. As time passed, the spells on the wall of the big pit shone brightly one by one, and in the big pit The hearse gradually trembled.

All the disciples of the Evil Ghost Sect gathered outside the pit, prostrate on the ground, praying devoutly, looking forward to their king's return from hell, and looking forward to turning the world into a real purgatory.

As time went by bit by bit, a red mist of blood gradually filled the pit from the bottom of the pit. This foul-smelling mist permeated the scriptures that became brighter and brighter, rushed out of the pit, and hung the The brighter it was, it was also dyed blood red, and under the witness of the moon, a barrier of mourning ghosts enveloped the hilltop of the Evil Ghost Sect, and there was a sound of panting that seemed to come from the bottom of the big pit.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The beating of drums was stronger than the sound, and the coercion was stronger than that of a second, sweeping everyone in the barrier.

"It's started!" The guardian gave an order, and all the people around the big pit cut their palms at the same time, and dripped their own blood into the pit of thousands of corpses.

One call after another, the movements were quick and orderly.

Soon, the Ten Thousand Corpses could no longer see the situation below clearly, as if the sea was muddied, only the darkness that could suck people away.

"With the blood of our people, I beg my lord to be born again!"

Under the leadership of the guardian, everyone knelt down and made their voices facing the blood-red moon.

"With the blood of our people, I beg my lord to be born again!"

"With the blood of our people, I beg my lord to be born again!"

Every time she shouted, Shen Jiaozhu felt that the blood in her body was boiling a little more. As a female envoy, she knelt at the front together with the two guardians and six elders, and sent out their words to the master in the corpse pit. The most pious heart.

Rumble!

The Thunder Dragon shook, and lightning struck into the big pit. The spells around the walls of the big pit suddenly turned into a tornado-like whirlwind and began to whirl.

Accompanied by thunderbolts and lightning, accompanied by thousands of prayers, a voice that made the elders of the evil ghost sect burst into tears came from the pit: "It's a pity for you."

This voice is full of true energy, with a strong and incomparable coercion. After the fog cleared and the lightning disappeared, a man in a black and white robe and a mad owl mask stood in the void with his hands behind his back, amidst his long black hair. There were three strands of white hair in braids with a metal skull clasp at the end.

Looking at the figure in mid-air and hearing the unfamiliar yet familiar voice, the guardians and elders were so excited that they couldn't help crying, so they could only prostrate and kowtow: "Lord Seizing Soul, the world will be unified, and the foundation of evil spirits will last forever."

The person walking in mid-air, looking down at his followers, said in a hoarse voice, "What I want is not a foundation but a hegemony. The Evil Ghost Sect will be the nightmare of this world, and I, Lord Duo Ling, is destined to be immortal!"

Shen Jiaozhu was so excited that she couldn't speak, her body trembling in front of Duo Lingjun kowtowing, there are many believers like her, and everyone gave their most fanatical reverence to this person in front of her.

"Lord Seizing Spirits, the world will be unified, evil spirits will dominate, and immortality will last forever!"

"Lord Seizing Spirits, the world will be unified, evil spirits will dominate, and immortality will last forever!"

"Lord Seizing Spirits, the world will be unified, evil spirits will dominate, and immortality will last forever!"

Following the opening of the two guardians, countless evil ghost clan members also sang together, their voices were so loud that they seemed to overthrow the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Seeing the frenzied appearance of his subjects, Duo Lingjun behind the mask was full of joy and let out a wild laugh. In his hand, a long knife glowing with coldness appeared: "Follow me!" Now, I want to sacrifice my blood to the heavens to celebrate my rebirth!"

Thousands of miles away is a paradise far away from the world, where the road is hidden in the green mountains, and the sun is not visible in the white clouds.

Listening to the sound of gurgling water and the chirping of birds in the treetops, it is a peaceful and peaceful scene.

There were people coming and going up and down in the village, and it was still the same scene as usual. Fu Tingfang really didn't know whether the host was lying to him or not.

"Lord, didn't you say that this place is not Chongguling?"

"Yeah, this is Tianhuang Onitsuka Mountain."

"Then why does this place look exactly the same as Chongguling?" Fu Tingfang looked at the street that hadn't changed at all: "Has no one noticed that their place of residence has changed?"

"Chonggu Ridge is originally the imitation of Onitsuka Mountain." The proud landlord said with sincerity: "Master Tingfang, don't make a fuss, show some reserve of a monk."

"Lord, I remember that I am a lay disciple."

"Hey, aren't lay disciples monks?"

Fu Tingfang turned his face away immediately, he shouldn't talk back to the proud landlord for a moment.

"Miss Xie, we're ready, let's go." Qin Boran walked over from the disciples of the Nine Breath Sect. On the square under the ancient tree in Chongguling, there was a cloud boat parked, which looked even more beautiful. The small broken boat that the proud landlord took out that day was much taller, and the coefficient of stability was also much higher.

"Oh, okay." The proud landlord didn't talk nonsense this time, let the white falcon transformed by Fu Tingfang stop on his shoulders, and then walked towards Yunzhou.

Qin Boran was a little puzzled: "Don't you need to say goodbye?"

"No, it's not that I won't come back again." The proud landlord waved his hand: "I don't have any elders in my family, let's go."

"Little Fangchen, you are so unkind!" The innkeeper's voice sounded behind the proud landlord: "At any rate, we also watched you grow up, why are you not considered an elder?"

"It's you, Uncle You!"

"Little Fangchen, can't you be a little touched when we have such a large group of people coming to see you off?!" The innkeeper stared at the proud landlord, and angrily threw a pocket in his hand to the proud landlord: "This is all of us. A little thought, you go outside and take care of yourself."

"Don't worry, who am I?" The proud landlord patted his chest: "If the sky falls, I will still be alive!"

"Knowing that you are a cockroach, we still treat you so well, you should be content!"

"I've always been content." Proud landlord bowed to the villagers who came to see her off, happily: "From now on, let me fly, goodbye everyone hahaha."

Qin Boran was the last one to board the cloud boat. Before leaving, he took out all the money he was carrying and handed it to the village chief standing beside the innkeeper: "I thank you on behalf of my sister."

"You and Xiao Fangchen came out of the same mother's womb, why are you so hypocritical!" The innkeeper waved his hands, refusing to accept: "Xiao Fangchen is your sister and our relative!"

"The kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by the spring." Qin Boran stubbornly handed over all the money in his hand to the village chief: "With this money, we can renovate the houses for the people in the village, and also help those widows. Think of it as my sister-in-law and I doing good deeds with you."

This time neither the village head nor the innkeeper refused. After bowing again, Qin Boran stepped onto the cloud boat. Under the watchful eyes of everyone in Chongguling, the cloud boat soared into the sky, pierced into the sky, and turned into a shooting star in the sky. Disappeared in front of everyone.

Looking at the distant Yun Zhou, the stooped old woman who had been standing next to the innkeeper wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, with longing and worry on her dry face.

Seeing the old woman's expression like this, the innkeeper comforted him: "Village Chief, Xiao Fangchen is destined to be just a passer-by here, and now that she can go home is also a kind of fulfillment."

The voice of the old woman was like a broken bellows: "Xiao Fangchen is responsible for four parts of the world, destined to be rough..."

"Young people, you have to sharpen them a lot to grow up strong." The uncle of the inn is not as worried as the village chief: "Little Fangchen has been smart since she was a child, I believe she will spread her wings and go straight to the sky for [-] miles."

"I hope so……"

The village chief lowered his eyes and clasped his skinny hands together. She still remembered what the ghost king told Xie Fangchen that night—there are four parts in the world, and you will die if you do evil.

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