Chapter 395

Oh,

Blood also flowed down Meng San's forehead,

But it didn't hinder any of his actions,

The knife then stabbed into the other party's body,

Let him bleed on the spot,

Your life is worthless,

The child's heart has to be better,

Meng San didn't change his original idea and tried his best to catch up with the children who ran for their lives,

In such a big city, he suddenly fell into a panic,

Child, child,

Meng San's face was more distorted,

Lost his soul,

He has become a half human and half ghost,

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

Wow, wow,

On the street,

A child's cry touched Meng San's heartstrings,

Do not know why?

The crying child seems to be more attractive by all the children combined,

Their bodies are out of control and generally follow the sound,

At the end of the road,

An old Taoist and his children have just entered the city,

He has been on his way with his children these days and hasn't found him anything serious to eat,

I wanted to go to the city and spend some money on milk for my children,

But I didn't want to meet a guy who was half human and half ghost,

"Bastard!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the Taoist priest came with a powerful force,

Meng San was blown to the ground,

"In broad daylight, you and other ghosts dare to be so rampant. Do you really think it's a ghost world!"

The Taoist priest was indignant,

The ancient Yue sect was destroyed,

It has become a grudge in his heart,

Now I met a ghost again, which angered him,

The long sword thundered from behind,

The murderous spirit lingered in the air,

The sword array turned out,

The child in his arms stopped crying and looked at Meng San,

Just as Meng San was attracted by children,

The children were also attracted by Meng San,

Click, click,

The child smacked his mouth like hunger,

The Taoist priest was busy dealing with the ghost in front of him and didn't notice his behavior at all,

Sword array generation,

Dozens of flying swords disappeared into Meng San's body,

With the explosion of spiritual power, a piece of smoke and dust fell within three feet with Meng San as the center,

The old man took a step forward,

Recall your flying sword,

The world is not a place where ghosts are rampant,

Walking around the world, his sword was originally used to kill demons,

When the dust clears,

Meng San has completely lost his "human" appearance,

The purple black body appeared in front of the crowd, and a pair of eyes stared at Lao Dao and the baby in his arms like a copper bell,

"No soul?"

The Taoist priest was surprised,

The ghost in front of him had no soul, which he never thought of,

In that case,

Then aren't these ghosts just like zombies,

Your innate spirit sword is specially used to suppress ghosts. If you encounter a strong zombie,

The blade is three points weaker,

Roar, roar, roar~~~

Meng San's ghost roared,

Coming towards the old road with great strides,

"Cut!"

In the face of ghosts,

The Taoist priest is not willing to show weakness. The sword array is rising, and the flying long swords stab each other one after another,

With the jingle,

The ghost didn't suffer much damage, but its sword array was damaged by as much as 30%,

Damn it,

The old road retreated,

Their mana is almost consumed. If it goes on like this, will it be possible to let ghosts run rampant,

Mu ran Jian,

The Taoist priest felt a strong surge of stings,

Fear rose from the bottom of his heart,

The whole body stood stiff in place,

I don't know why,

There seems to be something very terrible around him,

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

instant,

A strong arm pressed on the arm of Meng San ghost,

GABA,

After the crisp sound,

The ghost hand is broken,

With a crisp sound,

Meng San's ghost's head has been torn off,

Sudden changes are like a dream,

When the Taoist priest reacts from his amazement,

I found that he didn't see who saved his life just now,

Near the city gate, there was no trace except for the people who were still running for their lives,

In the wilderness,

The strong Yin concealed the huge palace,

From a distance, there is nothing here,

But in fact, it is the ten halls where Yanluo Mingchen palace is located,

"Temple Lord."

Falling immortal knelt respectfully in front of King Bian and put the head and body of Meng San's ghost in front of him,

"Is that the clue?"

"Yes, Lord."

Falling immortal stabbed his five fingers into the head of Meng San's ghost. From his birth to how he turned into a ghost, he appeared in front of falling immortal and King Bian Cheng,

Four ghost cities,

Long river at night,

Meixiang dock,

Rotten wood palace

Many clues are connected one by one,

"How brave, four ghost cities."

The king of Biancheng said quietly,

"Temple Lord, what are you going to do?"

"It's needless to say, since the ghost cities in the four cities dare to trade merit, your highness will certainly go to deal with it in person."

Wang Biancheng said calmly,

Hoo hoo~~~

The Yin wind swept through the morning palace,

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

"Your Highness King Biancheng."

"Hum, you two move fast enough. Why do you want to be together?"

"This is an opportunity for us to wash away our shame. You can't monopolize it alone."

Black and white impermanence said at the same time,

King Bian did not refuse,

Soon dissipated his morning palace,

He and the black-and-white impermanent figure immediately appeared on the fertile land of the world,

The strong smell of the whole body is restrained,

Now they are more like ordinary people,

The intelligence collected from Meng San by falling immortal,

If you want to enter the ghost city of four cities, you still have to start from the random burial post,

Still the deep passage,

Still a continuous River,

A boat came slowly,

The man at the helm still said that,

"Sir, have you brought anything?"

As an ordinary man, King Bian Cheng took out a touch of soul and put it in the palm of his hand,

The strong power of merit lights up the whole dark river,

At the helm,

It's a rare thing in a thousand years,

"Please get on board."

The three boarded the boat and sailed all the way to the endless river,

At night, Changhe, meixiangwu, rotten wood palace,

These three places should be killed at once,

Those who dare to do shady business here behind the back of the hell can't stay,

Bai impermanence stayed in the endless river,

Black impermanence goes to Meixiang stronghold,

As the king of Bian City, he naturally went to the rotten wood palace,

What he showed on the shore is called the "heart of ten goodness", which is the heart of merit and virtue of people who have been reincarnated for ten generations,

Those who originally had this heart could return to the emperor's house, but the other Party chose to join the underworld of Cao in the dead city, so this heart fell into the hands of King Bian,

When the waiter took King Bian to the door of the rotten wood palace,

When the rotten smell also emanates from it,

The "heart of ten goodness" in his hand has attracted all the attention of soul gatherers,

"You are welcome here. Please forgive me."

The soul gatherer poured a cup of tea for Wang Biancheng, and then sat down,

Oh,

The heart of ten goodness was put on the table,

Bian Chengwang came straight to the point,

"I've heard that the four ghost cities can make any deal. I don't know how this heart of ten goodness looks in your eyes."

"Top grade."

"That's all."

"My guest, I don't know. It seems to the rotten wood palace that's all."

"Well, if I make a deal, I want something from the rotten wood palace."

"My guest, what do you want to change?"

"Merit."

The soul gatherer tasted the cup of tea lightly,

Said with the same look,

"The heart of ten goodness is the object of great merit and virtue. My guest exchanges merit and virtue for merit and virtue. The Soul Collector doesn't understand what you mean."

"I don't understand. To put it simply, the merits and virtues of yin and yang are one, but you go against the trend and buy and sell merits and virtues as trading things. Aren't you afraid to offend the gods?"

"Giggle, my guest said and laughed. The business of rotten wood palace has always been your love and my wish. Why go against the trend?"

Soul gatherers have seen too many different people since they came to the world,

The words of King Bian Cheng sounded more delusional and naive to him,

But those who can hold the heart of ten goodness,

be no trivial matter,

Before that, six people from Dedao entered the ghost city of four cities,

Is it difficult that the guests in front of us also have something to do with the underworld,

"If the guest wants to exchange merit for merit, the Soul Collector will prepare for you, but if you want to do some impractical actions in the ghost city of four cities, please weigh your weight."

"Ha, ha ha."

Bian Chengwang suddenly laughed,

A ghost dares to let him weigh his identity,