In a certain magnificent mansion, sharp scoldings came from the magnificent house, and the sounds became louder and louder.
Wearing a black cheongsam, her slender jade legs are looming, she wears a blooming black rose hair ornament, and there are six two-inch long black sharp thorns on both sides of her face as white as water.
She looked to be only twenty years old. What was different from ordinary people was that she had straight lips as black as ink, but her palms were very dry and dark yellow, like a dead corpse.
This person is the city lord of Youcheng, a person who specializes in cultivating elite disciples for the Royal Sky Chamber of Commerce. She is called a poisonous spider by the monks in the Western Continent. Even her name is somewhat evil. Her surname is Hei Mingrui.
She pointed at the people kneeling in front of him, her whole body trembling with anger, her plump and erect breasts rising and falling, and she shouted angrily: "Trash! Trash! They are all trash!"
"What do you do for food?! That man will be there before dawn, he will be there!"
"What do you think? Ah! What do you think! Where are the people I asked you to pick up? Where have they gone!"
Facing Hei Rui's anger, the disciples of the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce kneeling in front of her trembled in fright, their palms and foreheads covered with cold sweat.
Someone's voice trembled: "Don't be surprised, city lord. I have been guarding outside the south of the city for two days and two nights. It is true that no one mentioned your name."
"The same is true outside the north of the city."
"There isn't one in the west of the city either."
"I haven't seen the city lord's distinguished guests in the east of the city."
Faced with their words, Hei Rui's face turned cold and said: "You have done something bad, how dare you blame this city lord?"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce hurriedly kowtowed and apologized: "My Lord, please forgive me. I never meant this. I never meant this."
Hei Rui said rather irritably: "Go down and escort the Origin Stone. If you go on a business trip again, you will have no choice but to die."
The people kneeling on the ground quickly kowtowed and said thanks: "Thank you City Lord, thank you City Lord."
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Zi Yang, Xiao Liu, and Hu Xiong were walking on the deserted streets of Youcheng, but they did not see a large number of casual cultivators, which inevitably made them a little surprised.
Zi Yang looked at the casual cultivators walking out of the city in twos and threes and said, "Where have all the casual cultivators in the Western Continent gone? Why are there so few people?"
Tiger Bear looked puzzled and said, "Looking at the expressions on their faces, they seem to have been shocked."
Xiao Liu pointed at the casual cultivators coming in front and said to the two of them: "Another group of people came out in front. Let's go over and ask."
Several people hurried over and stopped a sword cultivator who was in the Third Realm of Reincarnation and had a long sword hanging from his waist.
Tiger Bear asked directly: "This ghost realm is about to open. How do you go outside the city?"
The sword cultivator raised his head and glanced at the three of them, shook his head and said: "Although the rewards given by the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce are very precious, the competition is too fierce. Haoran Mountain, Haizong, Black and White Sword Sect and other forces are all involved."
"In addition, the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce will also send some people to participate. Let alone seizing the treasure from their hands, even if they seize the treasure, they will be surrounded and suppressed."
"By then, not only the treasures will be lost, but also lives will be lost."
Xiao Liu muttered: "So many people..."
Zi Yang asked: "Are there any casual cultivators participating?"
Jianxiu pointed to the road behind him and said: "Yes, those who are not afraid of death are all over there. As long as you enter the camp set up by the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce,
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People will be entertained with good food and drinks. "
"Of course, entering the camp means that you must go to the ghost realm. If you dare to escape, you will only die."
Hu Xiong said: "Are there many casual cultivators who want to go to the Ghost Realm?"
The sword cultivator replied: "It's not too many, but it's not a lot. There must be tens of thousands of people."
The sword cultivator said in detail: "Most of the casual cultivators who dare to go to the ghost realm are around the fifth realm of death and reincarnation, and they are divided into hundreds or even thousands of teams."
"The purpose is to fight against the forces such as the Royal Sky Chamber of Commerce. There are risks in this kind of grabbing food from the tiger's mouth."
"Those of us who are of low level are looked down upon by others, and they won't agree if we want to join. Therefore, we have no choice but to go back."
Zi Yang looked at the sword cultivator walking out of the city, looked at Xiaoliu and Huxiong, and asked in confusion: "How big is the Ghost Domain? Also, is Youcheng the largest town in the Western Continent?"
There are tens of thousands of casual cultivators alone. If you add in the forces such as the Royal Sky Chamber of Commerce and the Black and White Sword Sect, the number will increase again.
It is hard to imagine that Youcheng not only accommodates tens of thousands of sword cultivators, but also wraps up the ghost realm. This is too big.
Xiaoliu cast her confused eyes at Huxiong aside. Apparently, she didn't know much about this either.
Hu Xiong said carefully: "Actually, Youcheng is not much bigger than Sword City, and the Ghost Realm is not in Youcheng. It can only be said that the entrance to the Ghost Realm is in Youcheng."
"Also, you have seen these people. Not all casual cultivators are willing to take risks. Most people are still very sensible."
Xiao Liu looked solemn and said: "Even so, there are still tens of thousands of casual cultivators who want to enter the ghost realm... From this, we can know that this trip to the ghost realm will not be too peaceful."
Zi Yang withdrew his gaze, nodded and said, "In addition to the casual cultivators who are strong and confident in surviving in the ghost realm, the ones left behind are those who are not afraid of death."
He looked sideways at Huxiong and joked: "Your level is too low. You will suffer a loss if you go in. You might as well think about it again."
"The sword cultivator just said that once you enter the camp set up by the Royal Sky Chamber of Commerce, you will not be able to escape."
Huxiong spread his hands and said without fear: "I have nothing now, only one life left. Without a fight, I can't take revenge at all."
"On the contrary, you should think about it again."
He knew that Ziyang had too much baggage in his heart, and many people were worried about it, but he, Hu Xiong, was different. In the past, when the cottage was still in his hands, he would think about the future of the cottage. Now that the cottage is gone, he is alone. , no worries.
For him, living is for revenge. Secondly, it is to do a big thing so that the monks and even everyone in the Western Continent will remember his name.
Ziyang was silent for a while, deliberately put on a very relaxed smile, and said: "Me? I have nothing to think about. Since I'm here, I have to go take a look. You can't be scared away by someone's words, right?"
Tiger Bear deliberately teased: "That boy from Haoran Mountain has said that he will spit yellow phlegm into your mouth next time I see you. You have to be careful."
Zi Yang laughed loudly and said confidently: "It is him who should be careful, not me. I dare not touch him outside the ghost realm, but as long as I enter the ghost realm, I have many ways to deal with him."
He looked at the casual cultivators coming out of the corner ahead and said, "Let's go and have a look in front."
The three of them came all the way to the outside of the camp that Jianxiu mentioned.
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On the way, I met many casual cultivators, most of whom were below the five realms of death and reincarnation.
At the entrance to the fence gate, two men dressed in black and wearing black masks guarded the fence gate, with mountains of corpses piled beside them.
Huxiong glanced at the corpses in the pool of blood and couldn't help but said: "The pile of corpses on the outside of the fence should be people who want to escape."
"It's unimaginable that so many people are trying to escape..."
Because there were so many corpses piled together, a rough estimate was that there were at least nearly a hundred people, and the ground was already soaked red with blood.
Xiao Liu glanced at the two people standing upright and said: "With these two people guarding this place, as long as you enter this gate, don't even think about escaping."
Zi Yang whispered: "Really? Can't you escape from the Earth God Palace?"
Xiaoliu said in detail: "Unless you can hold your breath without being suffocated to death, if you dare to take a breath, you will definitely be discovered by the people hiding around the fence. By then, you will end up like these people."
At this moment, a man in black dragged the corpse over by its ankles and threw it next to the pile of corpses.
Ziyang saw the black ash inside and outside the fence, and said slightly puzzled: "Strange, what caused all this ash outside the fence?"
Hu Xiong guessed: "Hey, these seem to be today's corpses... They haven't been refined in the fire yet."
Zi Yang's eyes were slightly stunned and he said: "This...are there so many people running for their lives every day?"
Xiaoliu blinked slightly and said: "More than that, you only saw the corpses around here. You know, how can a fence that can accommodate tens of thousands of people pile up corpses here?"
"For convenience, they must have divided up several places where corpses were piled up. We only saw one of them."
Zi Yang shook his head and said in confusion: "You have entered the capital, why are you running away? Going to the ghost land may not necessarily mean there is no way to survive, but running away will definitely lead to death."
Tiger Bear immediately said: "Things are by no means as simple as you think. People will only struggle when their own lives are threatened. Besides, the corpses are already piled here, and they also know that they can't escape. But why do you still do this?”
Zi Yang seemed to have thought of something, looked at him and smiled: "You mean, it's not safe inside this fence?"
Hu Xiong said: "When we were in front of the city gate, that boy from Haoran Mountain insulted you. There are so many casual cultivators here, and I don't know how many teams they are divided into. Isn't it normal for some conflicts to occur between them? ?”
When he was managing the village before, his brothers would gather together in small groups and divide into several small teams, secretly competing with each other.
However, due to his pressure, there was no fight.
If they are like this, let alone the tens of thousands of people inside the fence, there are naturally countless incidents such as annexation and battles.
Zi Yang shook his head helplessly and said: "It's really interesting. They started fighting before they even entered the ghost realm. If this continues, even if they enter the ghost realm, it will be difficult for them to defeat the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce and Haoran Mountain. Wait for the forces."
Xiao Liu suddenly said: "I don't think so. If there are people among the casual cultivators who can overwhelm the heroes and take them for their own use, they may not be much worse than those big forces."
"Oh? Let's wait and see." Zi Yang didn't argue with her, and walked towards the fence gate, with Hu Xiong and Xiao Liu following closely behind him.
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