Chapter 481 Out of the Ghostland!

The sun and the moon are like a shuttle, time flies, and three months have passed in a moment.

The sky is yang, the earth is yin, the yang qi spreads into the void, the yin qi covers the earth, boundless, the yin and yang ghosts are rare, and there are no trace of people in thousands of miles.

Everything is quiet!

Three months is not short, but for the yin and yang ghostland that has not changed at all in thousands of years, it is too short to turn the waves.

Eternal silence!

Yin and yang ghost realm, the burial place of gods and ghosts, and the burial of immortals. For thousands of years, no matter who dares to break in, there is only one dead word!

No one is an exception. Even if they were invincible gods and demons in ancient times, they should drink hatred in front of the yin and yang ghostland!

The yin and yang ghost realm, those who enter, have death but no life, is the source of death. Some people have even speculated that the yang ghost realm is likely to be transformed by the underworld in ancient times, receiving all the undead in the world, and it is difficult for living people to enter, which is extremely mysterious.

But the eternal silence is like a deep pool of yin and yang ghosts. Today, suddenly there is a shocking sound. The vast power rushes to the nine heavens and the earth, deterring the nine heavens, and deterring Jiuyou, like an emperor, with ancient majesty, wrapped in glory and returning to the world.

The outside world was in chaos in an instant. The ghosts raised their heads and stared at the horrible power that shot straight from the bottom of the yin and yang ghost realm like a dragon for nine days, and their faces were extremely shocked.

The strength of that power can be called destruction!

In the ghostland, the underworld, the emperor and the extreme felt the majestic and domineering power, looked at each other, with a strange smile in their eyes, and then slowly disappeared...

Bum!

After a slight loud sound in the ghost world, in a mysterious space, the purple light ball full of dark power burst instantly, and a gorgeous figure slowly emerged.

She is slender and tall, with blue silk flying, her eyebrows are picturesque, and her eyebrows frowned and muttered, "The inheritance is completed, but the power has only been refined by one million. I'm afraid it will take a thousand years to completely refine it. It's a waste of time. It seems that it's not too late to get out of the customs first, and it's not too late to refine it when there is an opportunity in the future!"

Her beautiful eyes were like a clear spring, pure and crystal clear. She glanced at the four directions. The purple light in her beautiful eyes flashed, and the graceful figure disappeared in place in an instant.

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Ghost, the Pavilion of the Underworld.

The Nether Pavilion belongs to the Nether Hall. It is a chain restaurant, which is directly controlled by the senior level of the Nether Hall. Now Shen Longxiang and others are staying in the Nether Pavilion. Although Xuan Hanxiao and others were very rude to the Nether Hall, the elders of the Nether Hall did not dare to ignore them too much. After all, these people have terrible forces behind them. If they come alone, the Nether Hall may not be afraid, but if several families join hands, no matter how crazy the Nether Hall is, they will bow their heads.

This is power, which can fascinate people and make people afraid of snakes and scorpions.

"I don't know what's going on with Xiaoba?"

Shen Longxiang's face was heavy. Ye Qingyan refused to go to the yin and yang ghostland. If he entered such a place as the yin and yang ghostland, he would die. Naturally, he did not want Ye Qingyan to die! But Ye Qingyan insisted on doing so, and it was useless for him to object. Now three months later, his brothers were worried about his safety and had to stay in the ghost and wait for him to appear.

"Damn Yang Poxiao, if it weren't for him, how could Xiaoba go to such a damn place?"

Liu Huaye picked up the glass, looked up and drank wildly, and then wiped the water dregs at the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, and his expression suddenly became gloomy. "In the future, if I have a chance, I will definitely cut him into thousands of sections with the power of flowers and leaves. Life is better than death!"

Willow leaves have always been free and easy, and the game world rarely shows such a vicious murderous intention, but today's words and deeds can show that several people have deep brotherhood.

"Let's wait another ten days!"

Xuanchen gritted his teeth and said, "If Xiaoba doesn't come out after ten days, our brothers will join hands to break into the ghost world. I, Xuanchen, want to see how strange this invisible yin and yang ghost world is?"

"Don't worry, Xiaoba is still safe for the time being!"

Xuan smiled and narrowed his eyes deeper than the starry sky and said, "The eight of us have been bloody, and the power of the soul is involved to a certain extent. If Xiaoba has an accident, we are bound to feel it. Now it's normal together, which shows that Xiaoba is still safe, at least for the time being!"

Among the eight brothers, leaving aside the mysterious eldest brother and second, Xuan smiled and Ye Qingyan were the most resourceful and calmest. Now when they heard him say this, their eyes suddenly lit up.

"It seems that someone is more worried about the safety of Xiaoba than us!"

Bai Qingyu sat under the window, and the mottled sunlight shone on his body through the silk bamboo curtains. The fine light and shadow sprinkled on the snow-white clothes, which looked more handsome and extraordinary. He stared out of the window, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if smiling.

"Who?" Xuanchen was surprised. Is there anyone more worried about Xiaoba's safety than their brother?

Bai Qingyuxuan looked out of the window and raised Xuan's sword eyebrows.

"Is it them?"

Through the cracks in the silk bamboo curtains, Xuanchen caught a glimpse of two gorgeous figures, his eyes were bright, and he smiled, "Peerless and enchanting, just like that, Xiaoba is blessed!"

On the top of the Nether Pavilion, two figures stood in the air. A woman dressed in colorful heavenly clothes, stepped lightly on the void and gave birth to lotus step by step. Hundreds of flowers appeared under her body, supporting her beautiful and proud posture.

Another figure is also beautiful. She is white and barefoot, and three thousand green silks scattered behind her at will, hanging down to her waist. Her beautiful eyes are like cold stars, extremely beautiful, as beautiful as dreams.

They confronted each other for a long time and stared at each other. Their eyes were light, but the sharpness in the depths of their eyes inadvertently leaked out.

These two women have poured out the beauty of the world, the beauty of heaven and earth, and the beauty of the earth.

"It's a great dream to hug left and right!"

Liu Huaye shook his head. He looked at the two beautiful women who were still staring at each other and said obscenely, "But for Xiaoba, it's really possible..."

Whether it is the saint of Qiyue or Wanhuaer, which one is not a peerless strange woman. Others have broken how many wooden fish in their previous lives. Thinking that Ye Qingyan may have both, Liu Huaye's heart is full of envy and hatred.

"Xiaoba is really smoking from his ancestral grave..." Liu Huaye whispered.

"Do you dare to speak louder so that those two can hear it?" Xuanchen rolled his eyes and said.

"You think I'm stupid, can't you find abuse?" Liu Huaye seemed to think of something, shrank his neck and said with some fear.

"Boom!"

While several people were chatting, a force that could be called earth-moving went straight to the sky, disturbing the sky and clouds, and even tore open a crack in the sky.

"It's a ghost world!"

Xuan said with a low smile, with a trace of suppressed excitement in his tone.

"Go!"

Several people looked at each other, flashed, turned into a few streamers, and rushed to the distance in an instant.

"Wo!"

Wan Hu'er and the saint Qiyue looked away and did not stare at each other. Their beautiful eyes flashed, and their posture was ethereal, and they went to the Underworld Hall.

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The Hall of the Underworld.

The high-rise buildings of the Soul Destroyer Sect and the Nether Hall are among them.

"If there is any accident between Yaner and Qingcheng, you can wait to bury them!"

From Murong's proud position, he was majestic and heroic, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife and arrow, peneting straight into Yang Poxiao's heart, making his face suddenly turn pale and staggering backwards.

"Murong, isn't this too much?"

Yang Tian's face was shocked, and he quickly pulled Yang Poxiao behind him, faced Murong Jue directly, and said angrily.

"Exessive?"

Murong Jue sneered and said, "My children's life and death are uncertain now, and now I don't do anything too much!"

Murong Jue's ambition is inevitably frivolous, but he has tasted the bitter fruit in those years, which is enough to make him suffer for a lifetime, but today he may have to face this situation again. How cruel and ruthless is God?

How can he not hate? How can he not hate?

If Ye Qingyan and Murong Qingcheng really died in the ghostland of Yin and Yang, Murong will definitely be crazy. At that time, he will really be crazy.

Mad Murong Jue, demon Murong Jue, no one can stop it!

No one doubts this.

The bloody slaughter of thousands of miles and the crazy slaughter of thousands of people have confirmed how cruel and strong Murong Jue is!

Thinking of the crazy Murong Jue, he simply didn't recognize him. Yang Tian's pupils suddenly shrank to the tip of a needle, with panic and fear.

"Je'er, don't be presumptuous!" Murong frowned and shouted.

Murong Jue didn't even turn back. He directly ignored Murong's words as the wind in his ear. He smiled coldly, and the breath around his body suddenly became cold and cold, making everyone's hair stand up in an instant and be extremely vigilant!

Crazy Murong Jue not only did not recognize his six relatives, but also his strength soared and took action in an instant. Except for a few super old monsters in the field, I'm afraid that others will die on the spot!

No one is afraid of death, so no one will relax their vigilance at this juncture.

"What a sword demon, it won't take long for you to break through that barrier..."

A sigh with a strong sense of appreciation came from Yang Tian. This is an old man with white hair. He stared at the cold Murong Jue with a deep look of appreciation in his eyes.

He is the contemporary suzerain of the Soul Destroyer, Yang Tian's father and Yang Poxiao's grandfather. This time, Ye Qingyan's fall into the yin and yang ghost world made him have to pay attention to it. After all, Ye Qingyan is not alone. Behind him, there is the strongest.

Murong Jue looked indifferent and unmoved. It seemed that the old man appreciated others, not him.

Murong was secretly angry, and he apologized to the old man, "Brother Yang Haihan!"

"It doesn't matter!"

The soul-killing patriarch shook his head with a smile and said, "Young people have no temper or impulse, we have also been young!"

Murong shook his head with a wry smile. The relationship between him and Murong Jue was very stiff. This was not just a matter of temper, it was almost insoluble.

Thinking of this, the smile at the corners of Murong's mouth became more and more bitter.

"Boom!"

Just as Murong was unbearable and was about to take action, a shocking sound came from the ghost world of yin and yang. The vast power was extremely powerful and earth-shaking.

Everyone suddenly changed their color and stared at the vast void.

"Godfather!"

"Father!"

The two soft calls instantly brought everyone back to their senses. Murong was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed.