Super Great Fortune Teller

Although the fierce ghost Zhang Yidao showed is seven grade, but ghost knows how many fierce ghosts there are in that terrible door.

If nine or seven ghosts come to the top, they will have a headache.

Zhang Yidao shook his head slightly, then closed the door of yin and Yang, walked down the steps slowly, and then sat down with his knees crossed.

when the leaders saw that the door floating in the middle of the air disappeared, their faces were in panic.

Zhang Yidao said with a smile: "don't worry. In two days, as long as those people hold the tripod in their hands, they will be sent back."

Zhang Yidao didn't know whether he was explaining to them or talking to himself.

When they heard this, they all lowered their heads and began to meditate.

The last one to enter the door is Wang Qian,

when Wang Qian and Luo Xiaocao come in, they are shocked by the scene in front of them. In front of them is the boundless land, which looks desolate.

It was midnight when he was in Longhu Mountain. However, after crossing this door, Wang Qian found that it was dusk here.

"Even the time is different? Elder martial sister Xiaocao, is that gate Yin and Yang? " Wang Qian said.

However, Wang Qian just turned his head to look at the direction of luoxiaocao, and was surprised to find that there was still luoxiaocao, empty. As soon as Wang Qian turned around, he was surprised to find that he was standing on a small road. The front of the road was hidden in darkness, and the visibility was very low, less than 500 meters.

Wang Qian took a deep breath. Just as he was about to calculate the whereabouts of Luo Xiaocao, he was surprised to find that there was an incomparable disorder in this place, and his right eyelid was constantly jumping.

"Even the aura is gone?" Wang Qian thought in his heart.

In the outside world, because the earth is in the end of the law era, except for some dragon and tiger mountains and Maoshan, there are only rare auras in other places.

However, after entering here, even the thin aura has become a luxury.

The cold air all around made Wang Qian's body have goose bumps.

Wang Qian took a few steps forward, closed his eyes and still looked at the nebula in his body. The nebula was still in circulation. When Wang Qian's pure Yang Wuji power reached eight times, a trace of energy appeared in the nebula and poured into Wang Qian's body.

Wang Qian shivered all over to dispel the cold.

Then he used the ancient god's eye and the devil's eye to look into the distance for the first time.

Wang Qian's pupils radiated a golden and purple light.

The light directly penetrated the endless darkness. Wang Qian looked far away and found that the place he was not far away from was actually a tomb.

There's no sign of anyone else.

Wang Qian frowned and walked forward. There was only a small path in front of him. After about 100 meters, the first pair of grave bags appeared on both sides.

The inscriptions on the two tombstones are blurred after years of erosion.

He just took a look at Wang Qian and shook his head: "there is no ghost. It's just a common grave bag. Alas! It seems that the speed of collecting ghosts is much slower this time. "

Putting his thoughts away, Wang Qian continued to walk along the sheep intestine path, and there was silence all around.

If ordinary people walk on this path, it must be a mental breakdown at this time, and all they see are loess tombs.

On both sides of the path, there was nothing, but endless darkness in the distance.

Wang Qian is just like walking in the ghost world.

At the same time, in another direction, Luo Xiaocao came in and found that Wang Qian's shadow was gradually blurred in front of her eyes. She watched Wang Qian looking for himself and wanted to speak, but Wang Qian didn't seem to hear him.

Luo Xiaocao scratched his head and soon calmed down.

Although she is short and looks like a girl, if she really fights with Wang Qian, the winner is likely to be Luo Xiaocao.

What appears in front of Luo Xiaocao is a lush forest. If you look at it carefully, the tree is the Sophora tree, which is called the ghost tree. Walking in the Sophora tree forest, Luo Xiaocao caresses the small bronze tripod in his hand.

Sobbing

All of a sudden, a shrill voice came to mind in the dark.

Luo Xiaocao looked up and saw two pairs of eyes emitting faint light at the top of a locust tree branch, just staring at himself.

However, Luo Xiaocao was not afraid. The bronze tripod in her palm gave off a ray of light at that time.

Then, Luo Xiaocao saw what was on the tree.

"It's an owl." After seeing clearly, Luo Xiaocao could not help shaking his head slightly.

In the dark, there are countless eyes shining at the same time.

Owls, also known as owls, are extremely ominous.

Luo Xiaocao has a bad premonition in her heart. She seems to be cute, but she is very cautious. She is watched by the owls. Luo Xiaocao knows that she is easy to expose.She took out a talisman directly from her arms.

"As urgent as law!" Luo Xiaocao didn't recite complicated incantations. He patted the talisman on his leg. Then his whole speed suddenly tripled, and he walked through the woods with several shadows.

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Wang Qian has been walking for nearly an hour, but he has not come out of this grave. Instead, he has gone back to his original place. His face has finally changed. Although he keeps looking at the distance with the eyes of the ancient god, he is still lost in this grave.

Wang Qian took a deep breath.

"What a strange air, did it blind my eyes?"

Wang Qian simply closed his eyes, and then walked in the dark. After closing his eyes, Wang Qian felt that the Yin Qi around him was like a vast ocean. Because what he practiced was pure Yang Wuji, and his body was hotter than ordinary people, Wang Qian was targeted by these Yin Qi.

In the dark, there seemed to be countless ghosts howling around Wang Qian.

Wang Qian frowned. After walking a hundred steps forward, the road in front of him suddenly became hard.

Just now, Wang Qian was walking on the Loess path. At this time, the feeling from his feet was like stepping on an asphalt road.

However, Wang Qian did not relax.

After walking several hundred meters on the hard ground, a cold voice came to Wang Qian's ear.

"Who is going to break into my underworld?"

"This man, with such a strong Yang, is absolutely a living man..."

"The living enter The underworld Damn... "

There was a lot of ghost language in Wang Qian's ear.

Wang Qian suddenly opened his eyes. The scenery in front of him suddenly changed. It was not dusk at all. It was still night.

The starry sky is clear.

But in front of him, there were dense figures. Looking carefully, the look on each face was very dull. Floating on the ground, they were all looking at Wang Qian.

"Ghost?" Wang Qian frowned.

There are hundreds of ghosts standing in front of Wang Qian. Among them, some ghosts in ancient armor point at him.

At this time, Wang Qian felt that the small tripod in his palm began to get hot.

"What's the matter?" Wang Qian frowned. He was stunned by the change of the tripod in his hand.

Is it ghosts in front of you?