Creation: I Am Azathoth

The yellow sand of the Western Regions filled the air.

In the distant sky, several sword lights pierced the sky.

The beginner disciples who were walking with their swords suddenly threw Meng Yi and others down from a height of more than ten meters.

Meng Yi immediately released his strength in mid-air, and landed steadily on the desert, stepping on the desert to create a big hole.

The rest of the juniors fell heavily on the sand dunes.

"Ouch!"

Fortunately, their physical fitness passed the test, and they only hurt a little bit.

A junior sister turned a few somersaults on the sand before stopping, and couldn't help asking:

"Senior Brother Mo, why did you come to "603" all of a sudden?"

Brother Mo said solemnly:

"This is the rule of the Quanzhen Sect. It is the first time to take you to the sword, and you must take the lead once."

After all, the Taoist priests around Yujian laughed, as if recalling how he was thrown back then.

Meng Yi shook his head, these senior brothers used them to reminisce about their youth.

Fortunately, during training in the abnormal bureau, a fall of more than ten meters is a trivial matter.

And the group of people who have been thrown around will continue these methods to their younger brothers and sisters after many years, which is called "inheritance"

The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were the first batch to go to the Western Regions, because they can control the sword and have a great advantage in speed.

It wasn't until the afternoon that all the other four factions and the Abnormal Bureau arrived.

"Senior Brother Meng, have you seen that one? It should be the number one on the list of young people in the Tianshi Mansion."

The person who spoke was Zhou Yitong, her face was still red and swollen.

Ever since beating up this junior sister, Meng Yi felt that life had become a lot easier, and it also made her look at him strangely.

Beat hard?

Meng Yi couldn't figure it out, he looked in the direction Zhou Yitong said, and sure enough, he saw a young man headed by Tianshi's mansion looking at him.

Meng Yi also felt a little pressure.

In a world of great strife, Taoist disciples also want to compete.

In the words of Kong Wu Dao Chang: how can a young and energetic person be able to be pure-hearted and ascetic after entering the Taoist sect?

Don't fight, let's talk about letting go?

The people from the Abnormal Bureau quickly took everyone to the depths of the desert.

This is already within the scope of the wandering soul's activities.

Everyone will be here tonight to look for the ghost town deep in the desert.

The endless desert is empty, lofty, majestic and magnificent.

A group of people standing in the desert can't help but look small.

At the west end of the sunset, the dark red is silent above the horizon, dyeing the desert red.

The originally desolate and tragic scenery brought a gloomy coolness.

That is the yin energy overflowing from Loulan Ghost City.

After the sun goes down, this kind of Yin Qi becomes more obvious.

The yellow sand gradually turned blue.

Meng Yi could feel the prying eyes in the darkness through the spiritual power in his body.

That kind of gaze follows everyone like a shadow, as if observing everyone all the time.

The next moment, the faint blue flames became brighter and brighter, and they were connected together in a trance.

The entire desert seemed to be on fire, and the gloomy and cold light made this place feel like hell.

Mo Xiangnan, the chief disciple of Quanzhen Sect, said:

Walk towards the dense will-o'-the-wisps, the wandering spirits here are not important.

"The ghost town in the desert is our destination, and these wandering spirits will be our guiding lights..0"

In his opinion, these wandering spirits are just unlucky ones who have been assimilated by the ghost city, so there is nothing to fear.

Ghost towns are usually created when a city is completely buried due to some kind of disaster or foreign object.

This kind of ghost town will become a strange ghost, and the ghost can spread.

The most obvious feature of its spread is the formation of wandering spirits,

Without eradicating ghost cities, wandering souls cannot be killed at all.

Not only the Quanzhen Sect thought this way, other sects also quickly passed through the will-o'-the-wisps and walked towards the bright blue in the distance.

During this period, in the faint blue will-o'-the-wisp, sometimes wandering spirits would appear.

The transcendent and Taoist priests of the abnormal bureau were not afraid, and went easily.

These wandering souls have no intelligence at all, they are just walking corpses, and it is difficult to become a climate.

Amidst the faint blue flames, a wandering soul with dead bones and flesh crawled out from under the yellow sand.

Very weird.

But under the long swords and talismans of the people, they are really as fragile as yellow sand, 0.3 shattered when touched.

Under the dim starlight, above the faint blue desert, everyone rushed towards the bright place of the will-o'-the-wisp.

Meng Yi and the others felt that there were more and more will-o'-the-wisps.

The world is like falling into hell.

At this moment, some broken walls appeared faintly on the yellow sand, which seemed to be the ruins of the ancient city after it was broken.

On the sand, there is an indescribable strangeness, as if there is a huge city overlooking everyone.

Meng Yi looked over.

Is this the ghost town they were looking for?