Early the next morning, Chu Liang had already led everyone to the entrance of the Misty Valley.
The group was led by Wei Lang, a great scholar of Junzitang, and Yan Qihu, the master of Tiangang Sect, followed by Ji Lingyu, Tang Shi, Chu Liang, and finally Gu Erniang and one of her followers.
The entourage looked like a thin, lean man, with a black cloth wrapped around his face, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.
"Chabu comes from a magical village in the Burning Sun Plains. The people in their village have bloodlines that can suppress evil spirits. They might be able to help at critical moments," she introduced.
Chu Liang also roughly introduced her origins. Wei Lang and Yan Qihu also respected this strange woman, and the group stepped into the fog.
As a guide, Chu Liang had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. As soon as he entered the fog, there were bursts of murmuring sounds in his ears.
He followed his memory and reminded: "There are ghosts and sickling ghosts in this mist, so be careful. We need to hunt down the sickening ghosts. Their bones can be used to ignite fire, which can dispel the fog..."
As he was reminding him, he saw Wei Lang raising his hand and offering a sparkling cyan scroll. In an instant, a soft light enveloped everyone, and all the murmurs of the ghosts disappeared.
"Let's go." Wei Langyun said calmly.
Chu Liang's nagging stopped abruptly.
Or they have to be powerful. The last time I came here, I felt that the two demon sect guides were already masters, but they still couldn't protect everyone, so they had to go out and hunt the Kamaki.
When I look at it now, I am really afraid of being criticized by my peers.
With the soul-suppressing scroll, the fog receded, and all the surrounding ghosts disappeared. The hard work of hunting Kamaki is no longer necessary.
Many times, the work tasks are heavy, and it is really because of poor leadership skills.
Everyone moved forward so steadily.
After walking for a while, there was a faint trace of a sickle ahead. Yan Qihu flicked his sleeves and looked like he was planning to take action.
Chu Liang couldn't wait any longer. He jumped forward and said loudly: "I will clear the way for everyone!"
"Hey." Yan Qihu held his shoulders, "You can just be the guide with peace of mind. You juniors don't need to take action on such a trivial matter."
"Senior, just because it is a trivial matter, let us juniors handle it. There will be dangers in the future, so you two should recharge your batteries." Chu Liang said sincerely: "Please let me do it for you! "
Yan Qihu heard what he said was very sincere, as if he really wanted to clear the way for everyone, so he let go and said, "Then you should be careful in everything."
After taking two steps back, he whispered to Wei Lang: "This boy is really good, but it's a pity that he is a disciple of Shushan... Master is still the emperor's daughter Feng, otherwise I really want to recruit him into our Tiangang Sect."
"Yes." Wei Lang also praised: "Young friend Chu Liang is a warm-hearted person with a chivalrous spirit. Such qualities are indeed endearing."
But in fact, Chu Liang did come from the bottom of his heart.
It's just that he sincerely wants to kill a few more sickling ghosts so that he can reward himself in the White Tower.
The Ghost Bone Inch Golden Pill that Kamaki brought to him last time gave him two more golden fingers that are much harder than others. It would be great if he could exchange a few more pills this time and create a golden right hand. .
The last time he came, those sick ghosts still posed some threat to Chu Liang. He could easily kill these ghosts by relying on the divine light ghost-slaying sword.
But this time, there is no need to expend so much effort, just fly the sword and patrol ahead, slashing wherever it passes.
Kamaki's seemingly tough bones could not withstand even the sweep of the tail of the Wuchen Sword's sword energy.
Harvesting the golden marks that only he could see, Chu Liang gradually smiled.
Behind him, Yan Qihu looked at Chu Liang with a satisfied smile while killing ghosts, and said to Tang Shi: "You guys, look at him. While devoting his strength to everyone, he can also feel the happiness from the bottom of his heart, which shows that he His nature is really noble... What an example worth learning from.”
So Tang Shi also drew his big gun and said resolutely: "You can't let Chu Shaoxia suffer alone. I will also help him clear the way."
Chu Liang's smile suddenly disappeared and turned into a serious expression: "No need!"
There was even a glint in his eyes as if he were protecting food.
Tang Shi's small hand holding the big gun suddenly felt a little cramped. After rubbing it twice, she still felt a little aggrieved.
What's so fierce?
Why is this person only being noble to himself and not allowing us to be noble?
…
Chu Liang opened the way together and completed the task perfectly. The journey this time was infinitely smoother than the last time.
Of course, the biggest obstacle last time also came from him.
The time was unclear in the mist, and after walking for a long time, everyone finally arrived at the depths of the misty valley, and the outline of the vast and deep Abyss of Dreams appeared in front of them.
The sound of bursts of soldiers and armor also sounded.
Again, those immortal and tireless soldiers from the previous dynasty surged up from all directions, shouting "Kill the enemy".
This time Chu Liang no longer insisted on dealing with it alone, because he couldn't handle it alone.
But as soon as Yan Qihu took action, things changed.
I saw this seventh-level martial arts master, let out a thunderous roar, crushed the ground under his feet, and disappeared from the place in an instant.
At the same moment, thousands of figures of Yan Qihu appeared in the surroundings, coming in front of each of the ghosts of the soldiers and armors of the previous dynasty, and punched or palmed them.
Puff puff puff puff——
Countless muffled sounds were heard in succession, but in the blink of an eye, when Yan Qihu appeared again, all the armor of the former dynasty had exploded.
"..." Chu Liang gritted his molar teeth, really leaving no one behind.
Just as he was about to continue moving forward, he suddenly saw countless figures rushing out from ahead.
Ten times more soldiers than before, the soldiers of the previous dynasty sprang out from nowhere and rushed in this direction overwhelmingly!
"Huh?" This momentum was beyond Chu Liang's expectation.
At the same time, a shocking dragon roar came from the bottom of the abyss: "Roar——"
I saw several bone dragons rising from the bottom and attacking together with a large number of soldiers. Next to the bone dragon, there is an inconspicuous figure, who is the former prime minister who is well aware of current affairs.
It seems that the ghosts in the Abyss of Dreams are out in force? !
Just when everyone was preparing to meet the enemy, they found that the ghosts passed directly by...
"They don't seem to be attacking us..." the scholar Wei Lang raised his hand, "but they are running for their lives!"
In the blink of an eye, countless ghosts had already fled away from the Abyss of Dreams with the sound of rumbling wind and thunder, including the powerful bone dragon and the former prime minister.
Everyone also realized that the problem was not good. Although their goal was the Abyss of Dreams, there was obviously something strange happening there at this time, and they could not move forward rashly.
So Yan Qihu suddenly said: "Retreat first!"
Before he finished speaking, a colorful barrier appeared in everyone's sight, and they understood the reason why those ghosts escaped.
The Abyss of Dreams is constantly expanding, and the colorful barrier is approaching everyone at a fast speed. The black abyss in front of them is getting wider and wider, as if a huge mouth wants to swallow more creatures!
"Walk!"
Wei Lang waved his sleeves, and the halo of the soul-soothing scroll above his head suddenly turned into a ball of light, wrapping everyone around him, and then quickly retreated.
Behind the colorful barrier, the abyss mist condensed and instantly turned into a huge hand, stretching out from the barrier to catch everyone!
Seeing that the light group of several people was about to catch up with the fleeing ghost army, suddenly, the figure of the former prime minister in front suddenly turned around and faced everyone.
"Jiuzhou Luchen... Youyou Cangtian..." he chanted inexplicable words, "all civil servants will be traitors unless they die in the country!"
After saying that, he unfolded the sutra scroll in his palm and typed out characters all over the sky in an instant!
Boo hoo hoo——
What is this doing?
Everyone behind was shocked. Could it be that Wei Lang's Confucian and Taoist magical powers stimulated him, and he suddenly launched the strongest attack!
Those characters were bombarded, and Wei Lang waved his sleeves and exhaled with a mighty breath, and all of them retreated.
The former prime minister may have a high level of cultivation, but after all, he is just a ghost, and he still cannot compare with the real Confucianism and Taoism.
But just for this delay, the giant palm of mist from behind has already enveloped him!
boom!
Yan Qihu had already taken the lead and punched the giant palm away!
But the dispersing mist still shrouded them, and the rapidly expanding abyss barrier behind them suddenly passed by, swallowing everyone up in an instant.
call--
In the blink of an eye, everyone was forced into the Abyss of Dreams.
Immediately afterwards, everything went dark, and a hurricane-like and torrent-like force enveloped the huge ball of light, dragging it into a black vortex.
…
A faint floral fragrance enters the nose.
Chu Liang opened his eyes.
I saw a few friendly and unfamiliar faces crowding my sight: "Are you awake?"
"This..." Chu Liang was a little surprised and asked hurriedly: "You are... what is this place?"
I heard someone reply: "This is the Dream Fairyland."
(End of chapter)
