Ghost Shelter System

Nightmare City, Central Hall.

The two ghosts were running around anxiously.

"What to do...Shi Biao stopped Huang Laojiu, Diaosou also went out, the east of the city was destroyed. The west of the city...is Zhang Bu reliable?"

"Zhang Bu? When has he ever been able to do that... But there is no way. The only one who can stop that group of people with ghost generals is Zhang Bu."

"Damn it...Nangzhou City is about to be destroyed. Second brother, why don't we...run away?"

A ghost was carrying a bag and babbled: "We're tired of staying in this place anyway, so there's nothing wrong with changing to a ghost town, right? All of his men are dead, so it shouldn't be embarrassing..."

The corner of the other ghost king's mouth twitched: "Brother Wang... let's get through two moves before leaving. Running away without a fight will damage Brother Wang's reputation..."

"Shit! If I kill or injure one or two, wouldn't it be endless?"

The ghost carrying the luggage was a thin young man with a knife stuck in his back. He was pacing back and forth in the central hall. As he became nervous, blood came out and flowed all over the floor.

"I've checked, and those masters in the world are relentless in attacking. If I don't use all my strength, they will definitely not be able to defeat me. If I use all my strength, they will definitely not be able to defeat me. What should I do... Second brother, I don't want to fight. Don’t these guys know how to retreat despite difficulties..."

Another ghost had iron fragments stuck in it like fish scales, and blood was still oozing all over its body. When it spoke, the fragments would open and close with the muscles, making it look densely packed and very permeable.

The fish-scale ghost grabbed the knife-inserting ghost and persuaded: "Brother Wang... you are the backbone of our nightmare state... what will everyone do when you leave?"

"Oh, now you remember that I am the backbone? I have told you before that we will become ghost bandits together and live freely, but you have to refuse to listen! It's better now. Running away will damage your reputation, and it's hard to fight. I really want to Just kill yourself with one knife and forget it..."

The knife-inserting ghost became more and more irritable. Suddenly he felt a wave of fluctuation, and his whole head became blurred. His head appeared in the dark clouds above Nanzhou City. Looking down at the royal city, he found that Diaosou and the Yang people coming in from the east of the city were already fighting.

Retracting his head, the knife-inserting ghost said sadly: "Did you see it! Did you see it? Quickly, take your official certificate with you and follow me into the mountains to hide for a while. Those Yang people will definitely leave by then, and we will come out again."

The fish-scale ghost shook his head helplessly and handed the official certificate to the other party: "Brother Wang, how can the leader of a state become such a big deal if you are like you?"

"Shit! It's not like you haven't secretly been to Fengdu with me. Don't you have any idea how strong that place is? The Lord of a state, to put it nicely, once you are promoted and your life is broken, there are two ways. One is to go to the emperor with the envoy from Fengdu. The city has to sacrifice its life, and the other is to rebel! I don’t want to rebel, nor do I want to sacrifice my life! By the way... No one knows about my ruined life except you, right? Zhang Bu doesn’t know, right?"

The fish-scale ghost had already covered his ears.

How on earth did this talkative guy become a life-destroying ghost... I don't accept it...

"Okay, Brother Wang, if you want to leave, just leave. I'll guard this place."

"Good brother! From now on, I will never forget you!" The Swordsman Ghost patted the opponent's shoulder movedly.

"But Brother Wang, where are you going?"

"Hey, it must have gone somewhere they can't find it."

"But the royal city is so empty. They have already entered. You are so bad at concealing energy. There was too much noise when you left..."

Um?

The knife-inserting ghost was startled when he heard this: "You're right! What should we do then... right."

The knife-inserting ghost looked at the fish-scale ghost and smiled happily.

The fish-scale ghost was a little creepy. Suddenly, a knife was inserted into his back.

The fish-scale ghost spurted out blood and looked at the knife-inserting ghost in surprise. The knife-inserting ghost patted the opponent's shoulder: "Second brother, I'm sorry for you. My brother's ghost energy is more violent. You can use it..."

"Brother Wang...I will explode..."

"Nonsense, I have made the Scarlet Blood Sword much more obedient. Don't worry..." With that said, the Swordsman put on a soldier's armor and left the central hall with his luggage on his back.

Alas, who would have thought that he, the mighty ghost king, would also run away. Those Yang people are just like the tarsal maggots. Beating them to death would not be a good idea. They would not be able to do it without beating them. He couldn't control his sense of proportion, but they made things difficult for him.

When the sword-inserting ghost climbed up the city wall and overlooked the entire royal city, he was still a little reluctant to give up.

"I don't know what happened to Shi Biao and Diaosou. Damn it... there is no air-containing ghost technique, no floating ghost technique, and no moving ghost technique. It's really uncomfortable. I have to rely on my legs to run..."

The knife-inserting ghost hummed as he carried his luggage and groped along the city wall toward safety like a thief.

Qin Kun and his party have arrived at the royal city.

The extra ghost generals did not follow, leaving only Zhang Bu. On the wall of the royal city, Qin Kun, Xu Facheng, Zhao Feng, and Shuo Yue suddenly felt a surging fluctuation in the air. Shuo Yue split the clouds with a sword energy and found that inside the royal city. By the river of blood, Miao Shan and three others were fighting an old ghost.

"It's Senior Brother Miaoshan and the others!"

"Good guy, this monk is awesome!" Zhao Feng was overjoyed and felt happy to see his own person.

Throwing a copper coin down, Zhao Feng disappeared with a crash. When the copper coin fell to the ground, he appeared at the location of the copper coin and ran towards Miaoshan and the others.

"Zhao Feng from Yulong Mountain, come to help!"

By the Blood River, a fight was in progress. The fisherman's basket poured out, and more than a dozen strange fish pounced on the three of them. Mo Wuji opened his oil-paper umbrella and swung the strange fish away when he heard a familiar voice, He turned around and said, "Donkey! Don't even think about coming here to take the credit! We have a bet."

Zhao Feng's excited footsteps suddenly stopped and he said angrily: "Mo Wuji, lard has deceived you!"

Qin Kun and his entourage also followed. Miaoshan's monk's robe shook open the fisherman's hook and said to Xu Facheng: "You are not needed here."

Xu Facheng's face was dark. He was on the verge of reaching his limit and still thinking about the bet. This monk was getting more and more tacky!

"Don't regret it!" Xu Facheng curled his lips and left first.

Diaosou also saw the helping hands here. He originally thought it was difficult, but now he realized that they were actually betting on him?

Diaosou shook his head helplessly and said, "Zhang Bu, have you surrendered to the enemy too?"

Zhang Bu chuckled: "Your Majesty, I can't beat you, there's nothing we can do."

Diaosou smiled: "It doesn't matter, the Cold Scale Ghost King and the Great King are inside, take your new master to meet them."

Zhang Bu bowed and said, "Bu is ashamed of the king's kindness. Please take leave."

After walking across the Blood River Bridge and stepping onto the altar of the Ten Palaces of Yama, a ferocious-looking male ghost was waiting for them.

He was covered in fish scales from head to toe. Through his heavenly eyes, he could see that the fish scales on this male ghost shone with a metallic cold light, opening and closing with the flow of ghost energy.

"The Cold Scale Ghost King of Nightmare State is waiting for you all."

Crossing his hands on his chest, the fish-scale ghost grinned, showing the fangs in his mouth.

Xu Facheng walked past Qin Kun.

"Xuanqi Maoshan has a good spirit, the three pure spiritual officials sit in the sacred hall, the jade girl is happy to conceive a Taoist son, and the peach god's sword shakes the sky! Maoshan, Xu Facheng."

"The tents in Yunlou are under the pines under the moon, and the Nine Hidden Swords are rising to draw Pingtung. The view of Yunqiu is full of the new moon."

"Hundred carps merge into a stream, and the dragon gate flies across to become Tai Chi. Yulong Mountain, Zhao Feng."

"Please enlighten me."