A wooden raft sails down the river, leaving thousands of green mountains behind, and travels tens of thousands of miles in a blink of an eye.

"One Hundred Thousand Ghost Mountain is indeed magnificent!"

Liang Yan observed along the way and found that there were monks living in huts on almost every mountain. These people all set up their caves in extremely yin places, and they also practiced ghost techniques.

What's more, his physical body is dead and he is a pure ghost cultivator like Zhao Xunzhen.

"I didn't expect there to be so many monks in Fengdu City. Judging from the number alone, none of the seven mountains and twelve cities can compare." Liang Yan sighed softly.

After hearing this, Zhao Xunzhen nodded and said: "Fengdu City is indeed powerful, but it also has a lot of flaws. For example, most of the 80,000 monks on the first level are in the foundation building stage, and there are not many above the Golden Core level. The further down you go, the fewer the number of monks, but the corresponding level of cultivation is also higher."

"It doesn't matter, I have the identity of 'Scholar with Ghost Hands' that I can use to trick him into opening the city gate first, and then we can make a fuss after entering."

Liang Yan smiled slightly and said no more.

The raft went downstream. After about half an hour, the riverbed gradually narrowed in front of it, and a tall city appeared in the distance.

I saw the banners fluttering above the city, and hundreds of monks guarding the city, dressed as soldiers. Their cultivation level was much higher than the officials I had seen before, and the lowest level was at the Juyuan realm.

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, and found that different runes were carved on the surface of the city wall, forming twelve defensive barriers with the underground formation.

With his methods, it is not difficult to break these barriers, but it will take at least an hour.

This period of time is enough for the prison lord to summon most of the monks on the first level, and may even alert the prison lord on the next level.

Therefore, Liang Yan did not act rashly.

"Call the door now?" He sent a message to Zhao Xunzhen and asked.

Zhao Xunzhen smiled slightly: "Ghost Hands behaves in a domineering manner and has no good feelings towards those who are not as good as him."

"Understood."

Liang Yan nodded, pointed with his hand, and used Zhao Xunzhen's ghostly energy to condense a ferocious ghost head in mid-air, which hit the city wall in the distance.

boom!

There was a loud noise and the whole city began to shake.

The soldiers at the top of the city had no time to react when they suddenly saw a huge ghostly face rising above their heads. If the city's defensive barrier hadn't blocked it, I'm afraid this ghostly face would have been bitten in one bite.

"No, someone is attacking the city!"

The soldiers were so frightened that some simply collapsed on the ground, but others held on and sent out the signal.

After a moment, a roar rang out in the city: "Who dared to make trouble here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a middle-aged man galloping towards him, and he reached the top of the city in an instant.

This man has a square face and a broad nose. He is dressed in the clothes of a secular prince and aristocrat. He is holding a dragon-headed walking stick. The aura exuding from his body is comparable to that of someone who has overcome a calamity.

"His name is Ma Heng. He was a cruel official during his lifetime. He only wanted to get promoted and make a fortune, but in the end he failed to do so. After his death, he became a ghost cultivator due to a strange combination of circumstances, but he could not forget his obsession during his lifetime.

, so he called himself 'Lord Ma' and asked the monks on this level to dress up as officers and soldiers for his enjoyment."

After hearing this, Liang Yan shouted loudly: "Master Ma! I haven't seen you for many years. Don't you recognize me?"

This time, he used enough magic power to make the twelve levels of restrictions outside the city tremble.

Above the city wall, Lord Ma was slightly startled.

He looked at Liang Yan carefully with his triangular eyes, and suddenly exclaimed: "Judge Cui, it's actually Judge Cui! Why are you back?"

Liang Yan knew that this person was a bully, so he didn't give him a good look and sneered: "What? If I want to come back, I need to get your permission in advance?"

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Prince Ma waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile: "Judge Cui, what is your position? The commander of the ninth floor! How dare I, a little prison master, act so arrogantly in front of you? Judge, wait a moment, I will open the city gate right now."

After saying that, he raised his hand and cast a few spells. The glow on the outside of the city wall gradually dissipated. In just a moment, all twelve levels of restrictions were opened.

Liang Yan saw this and sneered in his heart.

Zhao Xunzhen was indeed right. This "Lord Ma" was a bully and fearful of the strong. If he looked nice, he would be suspicious of him, but by intimidating him with such momentum, he could quickly open the city gate.

"Let's go."

Liang Yan lifted his feet slightly and jumped into the air from the raft, followed closely by Zhao Xunzhen. The two of them landed at the top of the city almost at the same time.

Prince Ma immediately came up to him with a smile on his face: "Tsk, tsk, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, the judge's cultivation has become more and more unfathomable."

Having said this, he glanced at Zhao Xunzhen behind him again and asked curiously: "How come this girl Xunzhen has become a ghost cultivator?"

Zhao Xunzhen did not answer and stood behind Liang Yan expressionlessly, while Liang Yan sneered.

Prince Ma seemed to have thought of something and quickly said with a smile: "This is the judge's private matter. Ma should not talk too much, but the judge must not take it seriously."

"It's good to know."

Liang Yan glanced at him and said coldly: "When I come back this time, I have some things to discuss with the prison master on the ninth floor. Open the passage quickly without delay!"

"This" Lord Ma showed a hint of hesitation, "Judge, you haven't been back for hundreds of years. Some rules have changed. Now you must have the handwriting of the Soul Saint to enter the next level. How about you wait for a few days?"

, let me send someone down there to ask?"

"presumptuous!"

Liang Yan's face suddenly darkened: "I have received a secret edict from Tiangong City, and my mission is urgent. If I am delayed here, can you afford it?"

"Secret edict from Tiangong City?" Prince Ma had a look of fear in his eyes, as if he was persuaded by Liang Yan.

But he thought for a while and then said: "If it is a secret edict from Tiangong City, how could the two saints Hun and Yao not know about it? They should have given the order in advance to let it go."

Liang Yan said calmly: "The two saints have already left the city."

"What?!"

Prince Ma's face changed drastically, as if he had thought of something, and murmured: "No wonder there was movement from the Gate of Hell just now, could it be said?"

"You guessed it right, the saints from Nanxuan have found this place and started to attack the city!"

Hearing this, Prince Ma was greatly shaken and his face was extremely flustered.

"Nan Xuan is still a saint after fighting? It's over, it's over! Our level of cultivation is not enough in front of a saint. Will thousands of years of hard work turn into ashes?"

Seeing how scared he was, Liang Yan couldn't help but sneered and reached out to slap him hard on the shoulder.

"Why are you panic? There are only two saints from Nanxuan, the ones with souls, and the two demon saints are resisting. They can't get in for the time being. My mission is to activate the teleportation circle on the ninth floor so that the Poison and Wu Er in Tiangong City can't get in.

The Holy Spirit descended here to resolve this crisis."

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"I see!"

Prince Ma had a look of surprise on his face and grabbed Liang Yan's hand as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.

"Judge Cui, without further ado, I will open the passage for you now. Judge Cui must rush to the ninth floor as quickly as possible and invite reinforcements from Tiangong City!"

Liang Yan nodded, his face remained indifferent and he didn't say much.

"follow me!"

Prince Ma took the initiative to lead the way and flew to the center of the city.

Not long after, the three of them landed in front of a pagoda. The pagoda had seven floors, and each floor was engraved with dense runes. The space on the seventh floor was unstable and looked like a dancing will-o'-the-wisp.

Liang Yan looked at it carefully for a moment with his spiritual consciousness and nodded secretly.

Each of the eighteen floors of the ghost prison is an independent small world. Only by finding the corresponding space node can you enter the lower world from the upper world.

Obviously, the space node on the first floor is at the top of this pagoda.

"Judge Cui, you have to speed up. Although there are souls and the two demon saints are resisting outside, Nanxuan saint may still break in. Ma is guarding the first floor and can be said to bear the brunt. Anyone who is struck by the aftermath of their magic power

If you catch it, your life will be over!"

"What do you mean, you are teaching me how to do things? Am I the kind of person who delays military affairs?" Liang Yan's eyes were as cold as ice.

Prince Ma felt a chill in his heart when he saw him. He waved his hands hurriedly and said with a smile: "Judge, please calm down. It's Ma who talks too much. Please, judge!"

"snort!"

Liang Yan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked into the pagoda with a swagger.

He led Zhao Xunzhen up and soon reached the seventh floor. He saw that the space here was small and extremely unstable, beating wildly like a will-o'-the-wisp.

"This is the right place." Zhao Xunzhen winked at him.

Liang Yan nodded secretly, without hesitation, with one finger, he used Zhao Xun Zhen's ghost energy to condense the protective aura, and then stepped into the beating space.

brush!

I saw the space distorted, a ray of light flashed on the spot, and the next moment they disappeared.

The eighteenth floor of the ghost prison is connected by space nodes, so the transmission speed is extremely fast.

In just a few breaths, Liang Yan was squeezed out of a gap in space and fell onto a piece of yellow sand.

Looking around, the sky is filled with yellow sand and poisonous miasma is everywhere. There are undulating mountains all around. There are many caves hidden in the mountains. Thousands of monks practice in this world.

"This is the second level of the ghost prison. The prison owner's name is 'King Shatuo'. He is not a human monk like me, but is transformed into a monster." Zhao Xunzhen's voice sounded beside him.

Liang Yan nodded and asked, "What is this person's personality like? How is his magic power?"
To be continued...