"Ghost Realm!" Liu Zhenwu took a step forward with a gloomy face, and the pressure of the Yuanying monks was instantly released, forcing him to Yunzheng: "Explain clearly, what ghost realm?"

Liu Qinghuan's expression changed, he took a step forward, blocked Yun Zheng behind him, and shouted: "Liu Zhenwu, what do you want to do!"

Yun Zheng pushed him away, and an icy blue sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The cold sword intent rushed back, resisting Liu Zhenwu's pressure.

He raised his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth, but the smile was colder than the edge of a knife: "The innate ghost peach tree is born to attract all kinds of ghosts and monsters. Is it strange that this place will become a ghost land?"

Liu Zhenwu felt cold at his smile and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Okay, okay." Ku Hai stood between the two parties, raised his eyebrows and said: "Friend Liu Dao, it is not the behavior of a gentleman to bully a small person with a big one, so please stop the pressure."

He turned around and said politely: "Then, Xiaoyou Yun, what do you think we should do now?"

When Yun Zheng saw Liu Zhenwu retreating to the side, he also put away his sword and said in a gentler tone: "Thank you, senior. We are here for the innate ghost peach tree, so what about the ghost realm, can we not go in? Besides,

, it’s too late for us to withdraw now.”

Everyone else became nervous. No one thought that they would have to deal with the ghost realm before the ghost gate was opened.

Cuixu waved his fly whisk and said: "Let's retreat to the periphery first. Maybe we can buy more time and see the situation clearly before discussing anything else."

Without saying much, the group left the highest mountain peak and hurried to the outskirts.

Before we even reached the beach, the sky turned completely dark, as if someone suddenly covered the sky with a black cloth, and three full moons jumped out from the sea.

In an instant, blood burst into the sky, and the beautiful scenery turned into a pool of blood hell!

Liu Qinghuan's heart palpitated, and she suddenly raised her head. She saw ghostly shadows deep in Dushuo Mountain, extending in all directions at an extremely terrifying speed, covering the sky like a spider web. When she got closer, she realized that they were all strands.

The branches that grew tangled together were so dense and thick that even the blood-colored moonlight was completely blocked.

Everyone screamed in shock, and one Jindan monk almost fell off his flying sword.

After the man stabilized himself, he said with a white face: "What the hell is this!"

Liu Qinghuan said in a deep voice: "The innate ghost peach tree is said to have a curve of three thousand miles, and its branches and leaves can cover the sky and the sun."

"Three thousand miles?!"

However, today, the ghost peach tree obviously did not intend to really stretch for three thousand miles. Its branches completely covered the entire Dushuo Mountain, and then blocked an area of ​​​​the sea before continuing to stretch.

But even if it is just like this, it is extremely amazing.

"Is this a sacred tree?" Liu Zhenwu murmured, his cloudy old eyes shot out a bright and penetrating light, and said: "Hahaha, it is indeed magical! If I can also own one..."

He paused to cover up his excited gaffe: "Everyone, this opportunity is not to be missed. As long as we have a small section of the peach branch of the innate sacred tree, we will make a profit on this trip!"
Chapter completed!