I use technology to revitalize the underworld

As soon as this remark came out, there was a sudden pause on the scene full of murderous aura.

Then, an even more terrifying coercion came straight to Feng Jingchen!

"The boy is looking for death!" The irascible man brazenly raised the knife, and the sharp blade was straight at Feng Jingchen's eyebrows!

Feng Jingchen's eyes narrowed slightly, but he dragged Murong Qiao under the umbrella.

In the next moment, a seven money darts flew over from nowhere, and bumped into the place where Murong Qiao was standing just now with a "dongdongdong"!

The strong man's knife was also blocked from the range of the black umbrella by an invisible barrier.

Everyone looked at the seven money darts, and their faces changed suddenly.

If Feng Jingchen hadn't pulled Murong Qiao just now, the dart would have hit Murong Qiao!

This is definitely intentional!

But it's not waiting for everyone to react.

Another three celestial masters suddenly jumped up, and rushed straight at Feng Jingchen with a powerful killing intent spell: "Little thief, take your life!"

"What courage." Murong Qiao's face darkened, and he took out a stack of talismans from his arms.

The pupils of the teacher who was closest to him shrank suddenly: "Little..."

He didn't even say the word "heart".

"boom--!"

Dozens of talisman seals exploded in front of every celestial master like celestial maidens scattering flowers.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Someone said angrily, "Murong Qiao! You really belong to Xie Tianshi and the others!"

Another celestial master echoed: "Murong Qiao, do you deserve Zixiao Dao Palace's years of cultivation?!"

When Murong Qiao heard them mentioning his masters, he laughed angrily: "Only you are worthy of mentioning Zixiao Dao Palace?"

He took out his mahogany sword, and quickly said to Feng Jingchen: "Little brother, be careful, I'll be back as soon as I go."

He jumped out of the umbrella and stabbed the master with his long sword straight at the day when he threw the dart just now: "Let me see what you are capable of, how dare you kill me!"

The teacher turned pale that day, and backed away in a hurry: "I, I didn't do it on purpose, I originally wanted to..."

"Pfft." A sound.

The mahogany sword pierced straight into Master Tian's abdomen.

The peach wood sword, which was originally gentle, is now covered with a layer of silver light, blocking all dirty blood.

A smear of blood spread from the corner of the stabbed Tianshi's mouth, and he looked at Murong Qiao in disbelief: "You really dare to..."

Murong Qiao brazenly drew his sword.

"Pfft—" That day's master's mouth and wound spurted a lot of blood at the same time!His breath instantly languished.

Seeing this, the other celestial masters couldn't help being shocked.

"Disciple?!" The eyes of the man in Tang suit turned red, and he stabbed Feng Jingchen straight with his long sword, "How dare you!!"

"Chong--!"

Feng Jingchen suddenly stepped sideways in front of the man in Tang suit.

The long sword pierced half a meter in front of Feng Jingchen, but he couldn't advance an inch.

"Little brother!" Murong Qiao pulled out the mahogany sword and hurriedly said, "I'm fine, you stay hidden."

The man in the Tang suit also turned red with anger: "Okay, okay, okay! Since you are so anxious to die for that kid, then I will help you..."

An extremely weak "bang" shot interrupted the man in Tang suit.

Everyone froze again!

His eyes were wide open, and he looked in shock at the bloody hole in the man's abdomen, and the... silenced pistol in Feng Jingchen's hand!

Feng Jingchen raised his eyes and glanced at the stunned crowd, raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "You don't even have thermal weapons, do you?"

No, no, no?

What age is it, do you still use cold weapons in fights?

Feng Jingchen knew that he was dealing with people this time, so he specially bought a lot of thermal weapons in the plane system, but they haven't been used yet.

"..."

Dead silence.

The suffocating silence.

Everyone looked at Feng Jingchen's simple doubts, and for some reason suddenly felt a burning pain in his face!

They are heavenly masters.

But before the alchemy stage, they are all mortal bodies, and they can't stop hot weapons like pistols at all!

"Ha, ha ha ha!" A burst of wanton laughter broke the silence.

Murong Qiao laughed until tears came out: "As expected of you, little brother."

He strode back to Feng Jingchen's side.

Those peach blossom eyes looked at the other celestial masters, but they became colder and colder: "Is the plan to assassinate me today the idea of ​​their family, or the idea of ​​the six of you?"

Everyone froze and frantically shook their heads to defend themselves with pale faces.

"No! It's all the idea of ​​their master and apprentice. We don't know anything!"

"Yeah! Are we crazy to want to kill you?!"

"We have never had a good relationship with them, and you all know it! It is impossible for us to collude with them!"

Everyone is crazily denying it, even trying their best to get rid of the relationship with the man in Tang suit.

The man in Tang suit covered his bleeding abdomen, seeing their cowardly look, a gloomy glint flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, he shouted at all the celestial masters: "What are you afraid of them doing? There are only two of them, so what if they have guns? Do you think that Zixiao Taoist Palace will let you go if you deny it now?"

The faces of the nine celestial masters changed in an uproar.

A young celestial master pointed at him angrily: "Don't spew blood! We didn't!"

The man in the Tang suit sneered, and there was a hint of pleasure in his eyes: "You don't have any? Then why don't you ask your teacher..."

"Clap."

Before the man finished speaking, his head fell to the ground.

The blood gushing out from the neck was splashed three feet in an instant!It poured a face on the nearby celestial master.

Only Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao stood under the umbrella and "survived the disaster".

Everyone's face suddenly changed!

Murong Qiao suddenly raised his head to look at the irascible man who made the move, his eyes flickered coldly: "Are you trying to kill someone?"

The brawny man was straightforward: "He knew he was going to die, and he wanted to drive us apart before he died. Fellow Daoist Murong, you must not be fooled."

Murong Qiao sneered: "Really?"

The strong man didn't feel guilty at all: "Of course."

"You're right. But..." Murong Qiao stepped up to the strong man and pierced his abdomen with a sword!

Murong Qiao: "I, trust my intuition more."

With a slight "bang", Murong Qiao directly smashed the dantian of the strong man!

"..."

The scene fell into dead silence again.

Everyone looked at Murong Qiao in horror.

No one expected that Murong Qiao would act because of a "gut feeling" without evidence!

Everyone was shaking like a sieve, wishing they could turn around and leave, for fear that they would become the next "victim"!

Murong Qiao kicked the strong man down, drew out the mahogany sword, and shook off the blood on it.

He swept over the people who were about to move in warning.

Then he looked at Feng Jingchen, the coldness in his eyes eased slightly: "Little brother, are you scared?"

Feng Jingchen had been staring at the unrepentant head of the man in Tang suit, frowning slightly.

It looked a lot like being freaked out.

Feng Jingchen shook his head slightly: "His soul is gone."

At the moment when the man in Tang suit died just now, Feng Jingchen saw his soul disappear in a flash, and then disappeared.

The point is, Feng Jingchen asked Yan Wangyin to go back to the underworld to take a look, but he didn't find his soul either.

Murong Qiao was not surprised: "Perhaps he hid a magic weapon to protect the soul and took the soul away automatically."

"Is that so?" Feng Jingchen then withdrew his gaze.

"Yeah." A cold light flashed in Murong Qiao's eyes, "However, even if he hides in the remotest corners of the world, we can still find him!"

Although Feng Jingchen had some doubts, he didn't care about it at this time.

Seeing that Feng Jingchen was fine, Murong Qiao looked at the dying strong man and walked up to him.

The strong man finally panicked at this moment: "Murong Qiao! You, do you really dare to kill us?!"

Murong Qiao didn't answer, but raised his sword and dropped it!

"Swish, swish, swish" a few times, and shaved his big bald head neatly.

Everyone: "???"

Murong Qiao snorted coldly, raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd: "I haven't found out what happened today, so I'll spare your lives for the time being."

"But today... you guys made me very angry. The death penalty is temporarily exempt, but the living crime..."

Murong Qiao swung the long sword again, and soon the hair of the other ten people was also shaved off!

Murong Qiao even cast spells on their heads so that the hair would never grow back.

Everyone collapsed to the ground for the rest of their lives after being robbed.

Feeling the coldness of his brain, he couldn't help wondering if his scalp had all been cut off.

Feng Jingchen also stepped forward, looked at the group of celestial masters curiously, and said to Murong Qiao, "Is this the end?"

"Of course not." Murong Qiao was in a slightly more relaxed mood now, and his tone was not so gloomy, "They did these things. The sects and families behind them...heh."

Murong Qiao didn't kill them, but it didn't mean the matter could be settled by shaving his head.

If you dare to attack people from Zixiao Dao Palace, you will have to pay the price!

When this group of celestial masters heard the words, their already anxious hearts instantly cooled down.

They recalled those "great achievements" of Murong Qiao, and they all looked ashamed, unable to ignite any hope.

Especially the apprentice of the brawny man and the man in Tang suit.

The faces of the two of them, who were pale because of their injuries, could not help but cast an ominous gray.

Feng Jingchen didn't sympathize with these idiots: "If that's the case, can you give me their weapons?"

"?!!" All the celestial masters looked at Feng Jingchen in unison, dare not speak out in anger!

When Murong Qiao heard this, he couldn't help but chuckled again: "Okay, I didn't expect my little brother to be so good at spreading hatred."

Although Murong Qiao didn't like these magic weapons, he also knew that they were all the painstaking efforts of these celestial masters all their lives.

If Feng Jingchen took it away like this, he was afraid that he would forge a life-and-death enmity.

"But..." Murong Qiao's peach blossom eyes turned slightly, "Since the little brother wants it, then take it away. Who will settle the score..."

He glanced at the celestial masters, his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Then pass my test first."

All the celestial masters suddenly went dark.

Feng Jingchen accepted Murong Qiao's favor: "Thank you. But if they want to come to me, then just go ahead."

This group of celestial masters wanted to come up to snatch his things when they disagreed, and even wanted to kill people to silence them.

Now being counter-killed, you can't just pay a price, right?

Murong Qiao's revenge is his business.

Feng Jingchen's share, of course, has to be taken back by himself.

To be honest, Feng Jingchen only used their weapons, so Feng Jingchen had a high level of morality.

Otherwise, if so many celestial masters can be captured and studied...

Feng Jingchen's eyes were dim, and he calmly pressed down this imminent thought.Instead, he hoped that these celestial masters would be a little more stupid and skip Murong Qiao to find him.

Soon, with the "assistance" of Murong Qiao, Feng Jingchen confiscated all the weapons of these celestial masters.

These ten celestial masters had already been beaten by Murong Qiao so that they could not love each other. Looking at the magic weapon they had lost, none of them dared to ask for it.

Murong Qiao swept his eyes, and finally showed mercy: "Go away. Take these three guys down as well, and hand them over to Zixiao Taoist Palace."

Everyone was immediately relieved!

Immediately helped the strong man, the apprentice of the man in Tang suit, and... the corpse of the man in Tang suit.Rolling and climbing to run down the mountain!

Only then did Murong Qiao throw his mahogany sword into the air, and lightly pinched his hand.

The mahogany sword instantly became the size of two skateboards.

"Little brother, I'll take you away." Murong Qiao stretched out his right hand to Feng Jingchen.

Feng Jingchen put away the big black umbrella, put his hands on it, and looked at the enlarged mahogany sword with novelty: "The imperial sword flies?"

"Yes." Murong Qiao put all his strength on Feng Jingchen's waist and led him to jump onto the mahogany sword.

With an acceleration of gravity, the mahogany sword soared into the sky!

Yan Wangyin was taken aback by this speed!Hastily followed.

midair.

The wind howled, and the cheeks were sore.

Feng Jingchen's eyes were exceptionally bright.

He looked at the mountains that were getting smaller and smaller below, and the clouds that were getting closer and closer in the sky, and his heart couldn't help but speed up slightly.

Although he can see the same scenery on the suspension car, it is two completely different experiences inside and outside the car.

Flying with the sword is a romantic imagination unique to Chinese people.

Only when you stand on the flying sword in person, can you truly feel this incomparable magnificence!

Magnificent rivers and mountains, vast sea of ​​clouds.

Everything is so dizzying.

Suddenly, a warm barrier enveloped Feng Jingchen.

The raging wind turned into a breeze, and Feijian entered the stratosphere in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the sun was setting.

The orange sunlight sprinkled on the slowly tumbling sea of ​​clouds seemed to overturn the palette of gold, red and orange.

Three warm and regal colors are intertwined with the soft sensuality of the vast sea of ​​clouds.

The clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, refreshing and palpitatingly beautiful.

Murong Qiao put Feng Jingchen's shoulders from behind, and said with a smile, "How is it? Doesn't it look good~"

"It's beautiful." Feng Jingchen was so amazed that he couldn't take his eyes off him, but his reason was still clear, "Where is this going?"

Murong Qiao said confidently, "I don't know, where are you going, little brother?"

Feng Jingchen looked back at him: "Aren't you worried that I'm with Xie Tianshi?"

Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Little brother, are you questioning my vision of people?"

If it was the first day they met, Murong Qiao would definitely not be so rash.

But in these more than ten days of being together day and night, if Murong Qiao still can't see a person clearly, then he can just find a piece of tofu and kill him!

Feng Jingchen looked at Murong Qiao's eyes, and there was a smile in his eyes: "Then just find a place where no one is around. I just want to ask that Xie Tianshi some questions. I'll leave it to you after the questioning?"

If the group of celestial masters had spoken well at the beginning, Feng Jingchen would have cooperated with their arrest work.

But some people are so stupid and bad.

Murong Qiao naturally had no objection to this arrangement.

Soon, the flying sword landed slowly in a desolate wilderness.

Feng Jingchen jumped off the flying sword neatly.

He turned to look at Murong Qiao: "I'll take him to another place for interrogation, you go to my house and wait for me?"

"It's so mysterious." Murong Qiao rolled his eyes and looked at Feng Jingchen with a smile, "Okay, then come back soon~"

He waved his hand, and soon Yu Jian flew away without a trace.

On the side, Yan Wangyin, who witnessed the whole process, couldn't help muttering: "Why do I always feel that something is wrong?"

Feng Jingchen looked up at it: "What's wrong?"

Yan Wangyin: "Everything is wrong!"

They, they actually rode the same flying sword!

Also go to see the sea of ​​clouds!

Still hug waist!

I have to go to Chen Chen's house!

This, this...how decent!

Yan Wangyin floated in front of Feng Jingchen, and said earnestly: "Chenchen, people and ghosts have different paths!"

"?" Feng Jingchen raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Wangyin, "Where did the ghost come from?"

Yan Wangyin: "..."

Oh yes.

Yan Wangyin was suddenly taken aback.

It also forgot that although Chen Chen is the King of Hades, he is a living human being!

Feng Jingchen grasped the silly Yan Wangyin.

With one step, he returned to the underworld.

At this time, there is still no ghost in the ghost gate.

Everyone seems to be... still working outside?

Feng Jingchen just glanced at it, then ignored it for the time being, and directly released that Xie Tianshi from the prison.

The evil celestial master had already been terrified by this series of changes.

At this moment, he was suddenly free, but before his brain could react, his body subconsciously rushed to the distance!

"Definitely." Feng Jingchen said softly.

Xie Tianshi's body froze suddenly, and he couldn't move anymore!

His eyes widened in horror.

And his brain hadn't reacted yet.

Feng Jingchen said: "Come back."

This Xie Tianshi's body was completely out of control, and he returned to Feng Jingchen like a walking corpse!

Xie Tianshi felt a strange state, and his heart was almost burst from fright!

Feng Jingchen was thoughtful.

It seems that whether it is a human or a ghost, they have to listen to him when they come to the underworld.

That's good news.

Feng Jingchen looked down at the evil celestial master.

Suddenly, on a whim, he directly summoned the book of life and death, and slapped him on the forehead!

The golden light fell on Xie Tianshi, but there was an imperceptible pause before returning to normal.

Feng Jingchen's eyes froze, and he didn't miss this abnormality.

Three seconds later, the golden light of the book of life and death gradually dissipated.

Xie Tianshi was not burned with resentment like Li Gui.

It's just that when he saw this treacherous scene, his whole body was so frightened that his head froze and he froze in place.

Feng Jingchen took off the book of life and death, and directly turned to the last page.

Yan Wangyin also came together.

However, everyone couldn't help frowning after reading each seal.

Because, the content in the Book of Life and Death is really too brief!

Kang Zhiwen was born in 1987 in an ordinary farm family in Bianyang City, Helin Province.

When I was 20 years old, I picked up a broken copy of the Celestial Master's cultivation method. After thinking about it, I accidentally cultivated mana and became a Celestial Master ever since.

Then, no more!

This is the first time Feng Jingchen has seen such a concise record in the book of life and death.

Kang Zhiwen is 38 years old.

In the 18 years since he picked up the mental method, it is impossible that nothing happened!

Why is there no record in the book of life and death?

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly: "Is it because he is not dead yet?"

"Impossible!" Yan Wangyin categorically denied, "Life and death are judged by the book of life and death, even if he is alive, he cannot escape the ruling of the book of life and death!"

"Then..." Feng Jingchen looked down at the book of life and death without a cover, his eyes were darkened, "either because the book of life and death has not been fully repaired. Or, there is something wrong with him."

Perhaps, both!

Feng Jingchen suddenly raised the big black umbrella and pressed it against Kang Zhiwen's eyebrows.

The cold wooden umbrella tip instantly recalled the mind of this Xie Tianshi.

Kang Zhiwen's whole body trembled suddenly, and those cloudy eyes finally regained some clarity.

He looked at Feng Jingchen in horror: "Who are you? Where is this place?!"

Feng Jingchen didn't answer.

Those black and white eyes looked at Kang Zhiwen without any emotion: "Who is your upline? What is the task you received? What is the purpose of your organization? What have you been doing for the past 18 years? "

Kang Zhiwen looked at Feng Jingchen's indifferent eyebrows and trembled for no reason.

But now that his sanity has returned, it is not so easy to interrogate.

Kang Zhiwen watched Feng Jingchen and the surrounding environment vigilantly, and responded to everything with silence.

Feng Jingchen had expected this earlier.

He opened the plane system, and quickly searched for the [Elementary Veritation Potion] from the magic plane, and poured it directly into Kang Zhiwen!

Feng Jingchen asked directly: "Why did you attack Murong Xiaoxiao?"

Kang Zhiwen wanted to keep his mouth shut, but he couldn't help opening his mouth: "I'm out of money, I want to do something. I saw that little fat man wearing a famous brand on the street the other day..."

Kang Zhiwen suddenly covered his mouth in horror!

But it didn't work.

Next, he even "voluntarily" explained the process of murdering Murong Xiaoxiao.

Feng Jingchen's eyes flickered slightly.

Two 10 minutes later.

Feng Jingchen hurriedly ran towards home.

Sure enough, the familiar dark green convertible sports car stopped at the door.Murong Qiao, Wu Xinghai, and Shi Qiulu were also in the car.

When Murong Qiao saw Feng Jingchen, his expression brightened instantly, and he immediately got out of the car to greet him: "Little brother..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Feng Jingchen suddenly grabbed Murong Qiao's arm.

His face was solemn and his tone was low, but his words were still very clear: "The Xie Tianshi organization has a stronghold in Nanqiao Ghost City. I don't know if the news of Kang Zhiwen's arrest has been sent back. Maybe they haven't evacuated yet!"

This is the most important information Feng Jingchen interrogated from Kang Zhiwen.

Kang Zhiwen's strength and level are too low in the organization.

If that den can be wiped out, Feng Jingchen might be able to find out more truths!

When Murong Qiao heard this, his face immediately became serious.

Without turning his head, he said: "Xinghai, Lulu, you go back to the division to find reinforcements, my little brother and I will go and have a look now!"

After finishing speaking, Murong Qiao hugged Feng Jingchen directly, and Yu Jian shot straight into the sky!

Yan Wangyin was almost thrown off again, so he could only follow quickly.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the stars and the Milky Way began to appear in the night sky.

Such a scene, compared with the sea of ​​clouds under the setting sun, has a brighter beauty.

But at this time, neither Feng Jingchen nor Murong Qiao was in the mood to appreciate it.

Feng Jingchen lowered his eyes and looked down at the mountains and rivers that were gradually covered by the night: "Where is the Nanqiao ghost market?"

Murong Qiao: "It's just on the outskirts of Ningyang. Don't worry, we'll be there soon."

Ningyang is the capital of Anlong Province, and it takes three to four hours to get there by high-speed train from Anshan City, where Feng Jingchen is located.

But the speed of Murong Qiao's flying sword is almost comparable to that of an airplane, and it will take only 10 minutes at most.

Feng Jingchen nodded lightly and didn't speak any more.

Thinking about the information that Kang Zhiwen asked in his mind, his expression involuntarily became more serious.

That evil celestial master organization is indeed hunting ghosts wantonly!

Moreover, the higher-ups of the organization assigned different levels of capture tasks to each member according to their strength.Those who fail to complete the task will even be cruelly refined into puppets!

And most of the ghosts handed over by the evil celestial masters will disappear in the end.

No one knows what this evil celestial master organization has used to catch so many ghosts.

As the King of Hades, Feng Jingchen suddenly felt a sense of urgency.

If he can't find out this matter as soon as possible, I'm afraid...something irreversible will happen!

Just when Feng Jingchen lowered his eyes in thought.

Murong Qiao patted him lightly on the shoulder suddenly: "Don't worry, little brother, Nanqiao Ghost Market is my uncle's territory. As long as those evil masters are still there, there is absolutely no chance of escaping."

Hearing this, Feng Jingchen suddenly looked back at Murong Qiao.

In fact, compared with worry and anxiety, Feng Jingchen was thinking more about how to deal with this crisis.

Calmness and rationality are his main colors.

Feng Jingchen asked suddenly: "Speaking of which, these evil celestial masters are hunting ghosts everywhere. Didn't anyone in your Taoist sect notice it?"

Murong Qiao gave a light snort, "Are they doing this?"

He frowned slightly and shook his head slightly: "Little brother, you don't know, there are too many ghosts lingering in the world now. We can't control much, we can only stare at those evil spirits and evil masters."

"But don't worry, now that we have discovered it, we will never let them continue to run rampant."

Murong Qiao directly took out his mobile phone and briefly reported the situation to Master.

Looking at his actions, Feng Jingchen also had a thought in his mind.

The current underworld can be described as "incompetent and weak", if we can closely connect with these upright celestial masters in Yangjian...

Feng Jingchen turned his eyes slightly, and tentatively said: "That's right. You said that ghosts are all lingering in the human world, what's going on?"

Murong Qiao was a little surprised: "Little brother, don't you know?"

Feng Jingchen opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I don't know."

Murong Qiao did not doubt that he was there, and introduced to Feng Jingchen: "Actually, we don't quite understand what happened. It started about 500 years ago. Some newly-dead ghosts couldn't find the way to the ghost gate. the way."

"500 years ago." Feng Jingchen glanced at Yan Wangyin calmly.

Yan Wangyin hummed and shook his head: "Don't look at me, after the shattering of the heavens, I began to sleep deeply. I don't know how many years I have been asleep."

And Murong Qiao also responded: "Yes. And in the beginning, these phenomena were not as serious as they are now. The celestial masters will help save those unlucky ghosts when they meet them."

"But then everyone gradually discovered that there were more and more ghosts who couldn't enter the underworld. And the failure rate of the celestial master's technique of summoning spirits was getting higher and higher every day. Later, everyone said that the heaven and the underworld collapsed."

Feng Jingchen raised his eyes suddenly.

Murong Qiao looked at his "surprised" appearance, and his peach blossom eyes curled up: "Unexpectedly, didn't you? In the past, the heaven and the underworld really existed! It's not a legend~"

It was also in the past two years that Murong Qiao came into contact with some of the classics collected by his master before he knew these secrets.

He was also shocked for a long time.

Seeing Murong Qiao's appearance, Feng Jingchen cooperated and said, "Yeah, I didn't expect that. What about now? Have the heaven and the underworld really collapsed?"

Speaking of this, Murong Qiao couldn't help but sighed: "It should be true. There are very few ghosts who have died in the yang world in these years, and they can go to reincarnation smoothly on their own."

"If it weren't for the masters of the Bodhi Temple who regularly hold large-scale transcendence rituals every year, I'm afraid our human world would have been overwhelmed by ghosts."

Feng Jingchen nodded thoughtfully.

From the perspective of the celestial masters, after listening to the catastrophe, he could not help but broaden his horizons a lot.

No wonder the underworld has been deserted for so long, and there is not much turmoil in the human world.

It turns out that there are so many celestial masters working hard.

Sure enough, there should be a small number of those stupid and bad celestial masters before.

but…

Feng Jingchen looked at Murong Qiao: "Although that's the case, if this continues, I'm afraid it won't last long."

"That's right." Murong Qiao raised his brows slightly, "The various sects and families have been discussing and trying various new changes these years. The results have been quite a lot, but..."

He shook his head slightly, but didn't finish his sentence.

Feng Jingchen tactfully didn't ask any more questions.

It's just that in his mind, a plan of "mutual communication and promotion plan between the underworld and the celestial masters" has quietly taken shape.

Murong Qiao, on the other hand, suddenly thought of the ghost gate that had suddenly opened before, and turned his eyes lightly: "However, I think things may have turned for the better."

Feng Jingchen looked up at him.

Murong Qiao smiled mysteriously: "Actually, this matter is no longer a secret. It was the night before I first came to your house, the hell that had been silent for many years reopened the gate of hell!"

Feng Jingchen: "...Ah."

He forced a surprised expression.

Seeing his reaction, Murong Qiao was momentarily at a loss for words: "Little brother, you didn't know about it long ago, did you?"

Feng Jingchen thought for a while, but did not deny it: "En."

Murong Qiao: "..." As expected of a little brother!

5 minute later.

Murong Qiao and Feng Jingchen landed in an abandoned real estate on the outskirts of Ningyang.

Feng Jingchen looked at the exposed and dilapidated concrete brick walls, and was a little puzzled: "Is the ghost market in here?"

"The entrance is here, little brother, follow me closely." Murong Qiao held Feng Jingchen's hand, walking in step by step as if following some pattern.

A golden light flashed in Feng Jingchen's right eye.

Sure enough, I saw that there were many man-made rules operating in the sky above the whole unfinished building.

This seems to be... formation!

Feng Jingchen didn't dare to be careless, so he simply followed Murong Qiao's footsteps and walked forward.

Murong Qiao also explained to him softly: "There will be homeless people living in the unfinished building here, so it's not too conspicuous for us to come and go here."

"In the past, the entrance to the ghost city was set up in a barren mountain, but there were too many celestial masters entering and leaving. Later, it was discovered by ordinary people by chance, and they reported us as a gathering of criminals."

Feng Jingchen: "..."

Yan Wangyin: "Pfft...hahaha!!"

It laughed so wildly.

The ghost city has been reported! !It's so funny hahaha!

Accompanied by Yan Wangyin's laughter that no one can hear.

Murong Qiao and Feng Jingchen stepped into an unfinished building and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

A strong wind blew past.

In just one step, they came to a gloomy clearing.

About 300 meters ahead, is a somewhat dilapidated ancient city?

There is a huge plaque hanging on the gate of the city, with the word "South Bridge" written on it.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wangyin's laughter suddenly stopped, and he let out a strange gasp.

And Feng Jingchen's real eyes also keenly caught a trace of familiarity: "Ghost domain?"

"That's right." Murong Qiao took Feng Jingchen by the hand and strode towards Chengcheng Gate, "This entire ghost city is actually a ghost domain created by the ghost king."

"Ghost King?" Feng Jingchen was surprised.

"Ah?! Ghost King!!" Yan Wangyin threw himself into Feng Jingchen's arms in horror, "Oops, Chenchen run! This kid is going to kill you!!"

Feng Jingchen calmly held the trembling Hades Seal.

When Murong Qiao saw his movements, he would make a mistake: "Don't be afraid, little brother, this ghost king won't hurt us."

While talking, the two came to the gate of the city.

Guarding the door are two very strong ancient soldier ghosts.

When they saw Murong Qiao, their spirits lifted, their backs straightened even more, and they said enthusiastically, "Master Murong, you are here!"

Murong Qiao waved to them with a smile: "I brought my friends here to see and see, you are busy."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed a few Yin Yun Talismans into each of the two ghosts.

The two ghosts touched the superb talisman, and the smiles on their faces deepened: "Master Murong is just being polite. Please hurry up and have a good time~"

Hence, Murong Qiao led Feng Jingchen by the hand like this, and swaggered inside.

Yan Wangyin shook desperately: "Chen Chen, don't go in!! That's a ghost town, a ghost town!! That ghost king's strength is already comparable to that of the ghost emperor, and you will be delivering food when you go in!"

"Don't listen to that kid's nonsense! If the ghost king doesn't eat people, sows will climb trees!! Run!!"

Yan Wangyin was hysterical.

However, Feng Jingchen just turned his eyes slightly, and followed Murong Qiao into the city without hesitation.

He had to figure out the purpose of Xie Tianshi's organization.

Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, it is impossible to escape now.

Yan Wangyin: "..."

It looked at Feng Jingchen's resolute appearance, and couldn't help feeling sad.

Yan Wangyin let out a "beep".

Directly "kick with both legs" and lie flat.

Feng Jingchen didn't really ignore Yan Wangyin, he was vigilant and observed the Nanqiao ghost market without any trace.

The scale of this ghost town is not large. The city walls and the main body of the house are made of rammed earth, which looks like a very old ancient building.

As soon as you enter the city gate, there is a wide rammed earth street.

The streets are filled with all kinds of stalls, and there are many "pedestrians" on the road.

However, even with so many "people", the whole street is extraordinarily quiet.

Or to put it another way... the entire ghost town was exceptionally dead silent!

Even the two parties who are buying and selling, the voice of communication is very small, it seems that they are afraid of something.

Feng Jingchen's real eyes swept over.

It was discovered that [-]% of the entire ghost town were ghosts.

Some of the rest of the city are people, but some seem to be... monsters? !

"Little brother." Murong Qiao suddenly moved closer to Feng Jingchen's ear.

The warm breath sprinkled on Feng Jingchen's earlobe, bringing him back to his senses suddenly.

The two looked at each other.

Feng Jingchen understood immediately, and said softly, "Come with me."

Although Feng Jingchen had never been to the Nanqiao Ghost Market, he asked Kang Zhiwen for the specific route to the Xie Tianshi's den, and he just followed it.

5 minute later.

Feng Jingchen brought Murong Qiao to the southwest corner of the city.

He looked at a dirt house that was too ordinary in front of him: "That's the one."

Murong Qiao stared at the room with half-closed eyes for several seconds, but he didn't find anything special about that room.

Perhaps, it was really because of this that this stronghold was able to hide in the ghost city for so long?

Murong Qiao pressed Feng Jingchen's shoulder: "I'll go over and have a look. Little brother, put up your umbrella and wait here for me."

Before that, Murong Qiao also understood the function of Feng Jingchen's big black umbrella, so he felt relieved to bring Feng Jingchen with him.

"I'll go with you." Feng Jingchen opened the big black umbrella and looked at Murong Qiao firmly.

Murong Qiao hesitated for half a second: "Okay. Then you have to be careful, and run if the situation is not good."

After finishing speaking, he led Feng Jingchen directly, and walked to the front of the house swaggeringly.

then…

"Bang!" Kicked the door open with one kick!

Just in time, a group of people at the door were carrying big bags and small bags, looking like they were running with buckets, and they met Murong Qiao's eyes.

The person in the lead saw Murong Qiao's appearance clearly, and his face turned pale: "Mu, Murong Qiao?! What do you want to do?!"

Murong Qiao glanced frivolously, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "What do I want to do? Should I ask you what you did? Are you trying to... run away in fear of crime?"

Murong Qiao's gaze sharpened.

Before anyone could react, countless talisman seals were scattered into the house like pear blossom needles in a rainstorm!

"Boom!" The violent explosion instantly raised a huge amount of dust.

The field of vision in the room was instantly filled with dust.

But this didn't affect Murong Qiao's actions, he held up the mahogany sword and slashed into the dust aggressively!

Soon in the long dust, there was the sound of violent fighting.

The aftermath of the tumbling spell made the flying dust in the house thicker.

Standing at the door, Feng Jingchen could hardly see Murong Qiao.

He couldn't help frowning, feeling... something was wrong!

The walls of the house, even tattooed