The days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer. In the Netherworld, once winter arrives, the days shorten dramatically. Only four hours.
Eight hours is night, which is the time when ghosts are active. Therefore, it is an extremely difficult season for living creatures to survive.
During these three months, you can still survive in places where monks are stationed. But for those retail investors, it is a matter of life and death. Many people died in this long night.
Chu Cheng walked out of the underground and entered the outside world.
A cool breeze blows, accompanied by blowing snow, which is biting and cold. The breath he exhaled also freezes instantly.
This heavy snowfall seems to have lasted for many days. It was originally a plain, but it was covered with layers of snow. Under the gorgeous clouds at dusk, the rendering is even more crystal clear and sparkling, without any dust covering it.
The magnificent scenery in the snow, with tall mountains standing tall. Chu Cheng had never seen these high mountains three years ago. They were covered with heavy snow for a few days.
"Even if it is the end of winter, with hundreds of feet of snow in just three months, the snow is really heavy." Chu Cheng walked out of the ground, dispersed the thick snow in all directions, and stood on the exposed earth.
But in front of him, the ice and snow were as flat as his neck. Only one head can poke out and look into the distance.
Such heavy snow has never been seen before.
With such thick snow, those crops will naturally not be able to grow. If enough food is not prepared, many mortals may die this winter.
It is not about dying at the hands of ghosts and becoming flesh and blood to eat. But starve to death.
Chu Cheng took a deep breath, and the clear light on his body dispersed with his thoughts, dispersing the wind and driving away the snow. The body slowly floated up and stepped on the snow with one step.
His feet fell into the snow, but his figure was as light as a feather, leaving no footprints.
Chu Cheng walked towards the city three thousand miles away. Originally, this distance was only one step away. But instead of that, he slowed down.
Because he wants to kill a ghost immortal here!
It's just dusk now, and darkness has not completely fallen yet. But Chu Cheng is a living body after all, and he is sensitive to life and death.
If there are ghosts and immortals passing by and lurking here, how can they let go of the more than 30,000 creatures in that city.
Although the city is protected by an immortal formation, if this ghost immortal is stunned by flesh and blood and insists on breaking through even if it costs a lot of money, then the city will definitely be destroyed.
"Early stage of Xuanzhao?" Chu Cheng murmured while walking.
Before his aura entered this world and he felt the extremely rich death aura, he used the Nine Heavens Mysterious Technique to conceal his cultivation.
Neither high nor low, in the realm of the three mansions of the Condensation God's residence.
This realm is stronger than crossing the tribulation and lower than the three realms. It is the best supplement for ghosts and immortals.
After all, in the third realm, even ghosts and immortals are not very willing to eat when their bodies are filled with death energy and decayed.
With these three realms revealed, the ghost immortal will definitely be attracted. When the night comes, the ghost fairy appears, and the ghost fairy's soul flies away.
As Chu Cheng walked step by step, his black robe gradually turned white. At the same time, body
The evil spirit on him gradually dissipated. After traveling a hundred miles, it is no longer there at all, and what has been transformed is emptiness.
There is also a majestic vitality.
With his white clothes and white hair, it was difficult to tell whether the white temples or the falling ice and snow on Chu Cheng's face were illuminated by the sunset.
Three hundred miles later, Chu Cheng grasped the palm and pinched it with his fingers, letting blood overflow and drip down.
In the second step, one drop of powerful blood can destroy the earth and drop down to the stars. But this blood doesn't.
All the terrifying energy contained in the blood was extracted by Chu Cheng, leaving only blood and vitality.
Blood dripped down as Chu Cheng walked, stained in the snow light along the way, stained with red color, like blooming red plums.
The smell of blood can drive wild beasts crazy, and the same goes for ghosts.
To the ghost and fairy, this blood is like a jar of warm wine in the cold winter, making it intoxicating.
Chu Cheng felt that the lurking death intention in the distance was restless and approaching step by step.
The ruthless cold wind all over the sky blew the flying snow into chaos and made the white hair dance wildly.
The front hair covered his face and also covered the smile on Chu Cheng's face.
This is unfortunate for ghosts and immortals. Although, the ghost fairy thought it was great luck to meet such a great tonic.
For Chu Cheng, this is great luck. He met a ghost fairy who was alone, and his strength was far weaker than his own. It is more certain to kill it instantly, provided that it is close to itself.
He possesses the magic of gods and demons, and the souls of the people he kills will enter his realm of death and become his blessing.
When I killed the ghosts three years ago, the remnant souls of those ghosts entered the eye of the whirlpool. Only then did I realize that killing people and ghosts can be transformed into their own power.
"Thirteen hundred miles."
While Chu Cheng was walking, he felt the death intention in the distance and began to move towards him.
Realizing this, Chu Cheng stopped for a moment and looked around. Soon after, he shook his head and continued walking forward.
Only this time, Chu Cheng's walking speed accelerated. At this moment, there are still more than 2,700 miles away from the city.
"Nine hundred miles."
Chu Cheng walked faster and faster, and finally soared into the sky, flying away at a speed of hundreds of miles in a breath.
He seemed to hear the ghostly smile, which was the smile of a predator running towards its prey. No matter how it tried to escape, it could not escape its grasp.
"Seven hundred miles."
Chu Cheng secretly calculated the distance between him and the ghost, and looked up at the sky.
The sunset has begun to gradually dissipate, leaving only color. When the remaining colors dissipate, it's night.
"We need to speed up. The intention to die is already obvious. If we don't run away in a panic, the ghost fairy will also be suspicious."
Chu Cheng turned around and saw a group of black shadows rushing towards the rolling black objects, chasing in this direction. His face suddenly looked fearful.
In the sound of breaking wind, Chu Cheng turned into a long rainbow, flying rapidly
Escape forward.
"Three hundred miles..."
"Two hundred miles..."
"Fifty!"
Chu Cheng sped up, and so did the ghost immortal. But it was still gradually drawn closer.
now. There is only a hundred miles away from that city. The monks guarding the city were also alarmed by two sounds piercing the sky in the distance.
Dozens of monks walked onto the city wall. When they saw the surging will of death in the distance and felt the heart-stopping terrifying aura, their expressions changed drastically.
"No! A ghost is coming!" An old man's face suddenly changed.
The dark wind began to howl, and the dark fog covered the sky with the light of white snow. Only endless darkness remains.
In the darkness, they could only see a young monk in white clothes and white hair approaching very quickly.
"The ghost immortal is chasing my human monk..." The old man's eyes flashed and he shouted quickly: "Hurry up and open the second immortal formation to attract the monk!"
"Fellow Taoist! As long as we go ten miles further, we will be able to enter the immortal formation. Don't give up!" The old man shouted again.
"Ten miles?"
The sound entered Chu Cheng's ears, and he stopped with a sigh.
The monks on the city wall saw the monk in white clothes and white hair stopped at this critical moment, and their expressions changed again.
But in the next moment. Everyone's eyes widened.
When they saw the black shadow approaching behind the white-haired man, billowing red dances appeared everywhere.
In a daze, they saw that the man in the red mist had grown taller, reaching thousands of feet into the sky, and the ghost immortal was held in his hand.
The wind and snow howled, and there were bursts of sound. The sky and the earth are bright again.
In the light, everyone saw the countless flying snow condensed into a sword machine, cutting through the sky tens of millions, the sword of the ghost immortal piercing the soul as he screamed, and was annihilated in an instant under the twisting of thousands of dragons.
Then the red mist receded, and the huge figure regained the height of an ordinary person. The ghost immortal was no longer in its palm, and it turned into wisps of black mist and entered a vortex that suddenly appeared behind it.
"Killing ghosts and immortals with one blow...what kind of cultivation is this?"
The old man took a deep breath, suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out a picture scroll from the storage ring.
There was a man drawn in the scroll. The old man looked at the painting, and then at the young man seventy miles away. The pupils of his eyes gradually narrowed, and he laughed suddenly while taking deep breaths.
"Black clothes and white hair... Although the clothes are different, but this appearance..."
Amid laughter, the old man shouted again: "Your Excellency, are you Chu Cheng, the Lord of Chu City?"
Chu Chenggang clapped his hands and was stunned when he heard this.
"City Lord Chu?"
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. Nine Heavens God Emperor
