The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

Bang,

The blood also flowed down Meng San's forehead,

But did not hinder any of his actions,

The knife pierced into the opponent's body immediately,

Let him bleed on the spot,

The adult’s life is worthless,

It has to be that the child’s heart is better,

Meng San did not change his original thoughts, desperately chasing the children who were running away.

In the huge city, he suddenly fell into a panic when he made such a fuss.

Child, child,

Meng San's face became even more distorted,

Lost the soul,

He has become a half-human and half-ghost existence,

The people around who rushed to help were not his opponents at all. After several tears, they actually left more lives.

Wow wow,

on the street,

A cry of a child touched Meng San’s heartstrings.

do not know why,

That crying child seems to be more tempting by all the children combined,

My body is out of control and generally follows the sound,

The end of the road,

A veteran had just entered the city with a child,

In the past few days, he has been on the road with the child, and he has not found him something serious to eat.

I wanted to be able to go to the city and spend some money to let the children eat some milk,

But never wanted to run into a half-human and half-ghost guy,

"Bastard stuff!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the old Dao swept over with a powerful force.

Meng San was blown to the ground abruptly,

"In broad daylight, you dare to be so rampant like ghosts, do you really think it is the world of ghosts!"

The old way is angrily,

Guyue faction was destroyed,

Has become a grudge in his heart,

Now that I run into a ghost again, it irritates him even more.

The long sword suddenly burst from behind,

Ling Li's murderous intent lingered in the air,

The sword array turned out,

The child in his arms stopped crying, and his eyes were also placed on Meng San's body.

Just like Meng San was attracted by children,

The child was also attracted by Meng San,

Clatter,

The child smacked his lips like a hungry,

The old Dao was busy dealing with the ghost in front of him and didn't even notice his behavior.

The sword formation is generated,

Dozens of flying swords plunged into Meng San’s body.

Along with the explosion of spiritual power, a cloud of smoke was lifted within three feet of Meng San as the center.

The old way takes a step forward,

Recalled his flying sword,

The world on earth is not a place where ghosts are rampant,

Walking in the world, his sword is used to punish evil spirits.

When the dust clears,

Meng San has completely lost the appearance of a "human".

The purple-black body appeared in front of everyone, and his eyes were like copper bells staring at the old Dao and the baby in his arms.

"No soul?"

Old-fashioned surprised,

The ghost in front of him has no soul, which he never expected.

That being the case,

Then don’t these ghosts exist like zombies?

Your own innate spirit sword is specially used to suppress ghosts and souls. If you run into violent zombies,

Jianfeng was weak by three points.

Ho Ho Ho~~~

Meng San's ghost roared,

Stride towards the old way,

"cut!"

Facing the ghosts,

The veteran was unwilling to show weakness, the sword formation was rising, and the long swords flying all over the sky stabbed at each other one after another.

Accompanied by the jingling jingle,

The ghost did not suffer much damage, but his sword formation was damaged by as much as 30%.

hateful,

The old Dao stepped back again and again,

My own mana is almost consumed. If this continues, is it possible to let ghosts run rampant?

Mourin,

The old Dao felt a powerful shock emerge,

Fear rose from the bottom of his heart,

The whole person's body stood stiffly in place,

Don't know why,

There seems to be something terrifying right beside him,

The ghost of Meng San rushed in front of him, and the ghost hand had reached out to the baby in his arms.

In an instant,

A sturdy arm was pressed against the arm of the ghost of Meng San,

Gaba,

After the crisp sound,

The ghost hand broke,

With a crisp sound,

The head of Meng San's ghost has been torn off abruptly.

Sudden changes are like dreams,

When the old Dao reacted from his consternation,

It turns out that he didn’t see who saved his life just now.

Near the gate of the city, except for the people who are still running for their lives, there is no trace to be found.

On the wilderness,

The strong gloom concealed the huge palace,

From a distance, there is nothing here,

But in fact, it is the place of the ten palaces of Yan Luo Mingchen,

"Hallmaster."

The fallen immortal knelt respectfully in front of King Biancheng, and placed the head and body of the ghost of Meng San in front of him.

"Is this the clue."

"Yes, the lord."

The Fallen Immortal pierced his five fingers into the head of the ghost of Meng San. From where he was born to how he turned into a ghost, scenes are presented in front of Fallen Immortal and King Biancheng.

Four ghost cities,

Never night long river,

Meixiangwu,

Deadwood Palace...

Many clues are connected one by one,

"What a courage, the ghost market of the Four Cities."

King Biancheng said quietly,

"Hall Master, what do you want to do."

"Then you need to say, since the ghost markets of the Four Cities dare to trade merits, of course my Highness has to deal with it personally."

King Bian Cheng said calmly,

Huhuhu~~~

The yin wind swept through the palace of the morning,

The black and white impermanent figure appeared beside the fallen immortal at the same time,

"His Royal Highness King Biancheng."

"Hmph, you two are fast enough, why do you want to be together."

"This is an opportunity for us to wash away our shame, and we cannot be monopolized by you."

Black and white impermanence said at the same time,

King Biancheng did not refuse,

Soon his own Mingchen Palace disappeared,

He and the black and white impermanence figure immediately appeared on the fertile soil of the world,

The full-bodied breath of the whole body is restrained,

Now they are more like ordinary people,

The intelligence collected from Meng San through the fallen immortal,

To enter the ghost market of the four cities, we still have to start from the mass graves.

It is still that deep passage,

It is still a continuous river,

A small boat came slowly,

The man at the helm said the same thing,

"Did the guest officer bring anything."

King Bian Cheng, who turned into an ordinary person, took out a touch of soul and placed it in his palm.

The strong power of merit illuminates the entire dark river,

The person at the helm shines,

This is a rare and rare item in a thousand years.

"Please get on board."

The three of them boarded the boat and sailed all the way to the long river that never sleeps.

Nevernight Long River, Meixiangwu, Gutmu Palace,

These three places will be wiped out at once,

Those guys who dared to do shameful deeds here behind the Yin Cao Jifu can’t stay.

Bai Wuchang stayed in the endless river,

Heiwuchang goes to Meixiangwu,

As the king of Biancheng, he naturally went to the dead wood palace,

The thing he displayed on the shore is called the ‘Ten Kind Heart’, which is the heart of merit of people who have reincarnated for ten generations.

The person who had this heart could reincarnate in the emperor’s house, but the other party chose to join the Yin Cao Netherworld in the City of Death, so this heart fell into the hands of King Bian.

When the waiter brought King Bian Cheng to the door of Kuchak Palace,

When the rotten breath also radiates from the inside,

The ‘Ten Kind Heart’ he held in his hand has attracted all the attention of the soul collector.

"The distinguished guests have missed a long way to welcome this, and I hope to forgive me."

The soul collector poured a cup of tea for King Biancheng, and then sat down in the same way.

Bang,

The heart of ten goodness was placed on the table,

King Bian Cheng was straight to the point,

"I heard that the ghost market of the four cities can make any transaction, but I don't know how this ten good heart is in your eyes."

"Top grade."

"That's it."

"The guest official doesn't know it, but it seems that it is nothing more than that from the perspective of Deadwood Palace."

"Well, if it's a deal, I want something from Deadwood Palace."

"Dare to ask the guest officer what he wants to change."

"Bonit."

The soul collector faintly tasted the tea in the cup,

He said without change,

"The heart of the ten virtues is the thing of great merit and great virtue. The guest officer exchanges merit for merit, and the soul-receiving guest does not understand what you mean."

"If I don't understand, let me just put it simply. The merits of the two realms of yin and yang are originally one, but you reverse the practice and use merit as a transaction. Are you not afraid to offend the gods?"

"Gluck, the guest official joked, the business of the Kuchak Palace has always been your wish, how can you go against it."

Since the soul collector came to the human world, he has seen too many different people,

King Biancheng’s words sounded more delusional and naive to him,

But those who can hold the ten good heart,

Not trivial,

Six people from Dedao entered the ghost market of four cities,

Is it possible that the guests in front of me also have the Yin Cao Jifu?

"If the guest wants to exchange merit for merit, the soul collector will prepare it for you, but if you want to do something unrealistic in the ghost market of the four cities, please weigh your weight."

"Ha ha ha ha."

King Bian Cheng suddenly laughed.

A ghost dared to let him weigh his own identity,