Mo Ran immediately looked up and saw that in the distant sky, there was a strange red in the blue sky, probably the barrier.

The ghost doctor quickly took her away, and he came and went quietly without disturbing anyone. This time they did not teleport. After coming out of the royal city, they quickly headed north, passing through the continuous mountains and rivers under their feet.

"The Ghost Realm is much more beautiful than I thought." Mo Ran said suddenly.

The ghost doctor didn't see her, "Is it beautiful?"

Mo Ran nodded, but Wuya said, "Maybe."

Such a beautiful scenery came to an abrupt end after crossing an extremely high mountain. What was hit by was a strong smell of rust, mixed with the mountain wind, and instantly poured into the nasal cavity, which made Mo Ran almost vomit!

The blue sky was gone, replaced by a black piece of black, as if it would suddenly fall from wind and thunder! The earth was filled with smoke of gunpowder, and the evil spirit spread unscrupulously in the air. The violent atmosphere was like a wandering devil, and although it could ignite this uneasy apprentice!

In the crisscrossing gullies, there was no way to know whether it was blood or rain, red and black, and countless low-level wandering souls were flowing in it. They seemed to like this smell very much!

Mo Ran stood in the sky. All of this was as obvious as the Chu River and Han Realm behind that mountain. There was heaven and hell on that side!

The ghost doctor suddenly swooped with Mo Ran, and the strong wind swept through his ears, blew up their hair, and the silver and ink colors intertwined in the air. Mo Ran had already relieved the discomfort just now and gradually approached the ground. She also slowly saw people, many people.

Of course, this is not a market, it is a battlefield!

Still stopped high, but the battle conditions under their feet were already very clear. Corpse were everywhere, and countless corpses were not too late to be buried, and they were exposed on the tragic battlefield! Fighting shook the sky, battle flags were raised, and countless soldiers held magic weapons in their hands, killing and killing desperately! At this time, in their eyes, there was probably only a way to be cleared, endless heads, and endless killing!

Not only people, but also souls. Those green shadows flowed in the battlefield, making everything here even more weird! Fierce energy hit the ground from time to time, and mud and gravel exploded everywhere!

The two sides of the war were red and black. Mo Ran looked at the scene with a steady look, and both sides were like mowing grass. Human lives were harvested one by one and then abandoned on this scorched earth.

This is the battlefield, kindness is a joke here, and life is not worth mentioning here! This is the first time Mo Ran has seen such a battlefield, and she is immersive! The impact from vision and various senses made her fall into deep silence.

"The ones in red are our people. Do you want to move your muscles and bones?" the ghost doctor suddenly said.

Mo Ran looked at him, "...Okay."

Hearing this, the ghost doctor let go of the hand that had been holding her. He pointed to the suspension bridge standing like a command tower in the battlefield and said, "I'll wait for you on it."

Mo Ran nodded, and the ghost doctor flashed and rushed towards the high suspension bridge. She flew straight down and landed on the earth that seemed to be soaked in blood. A pair of bloodthirsty eyes gathered quickly. On such a cruel and bloody battlefield, Mo Ran appeared here in a neat manner, just like a target!

The narrow eyes stormed, and Mo Ran sacrificed the God-Destroying Sword, and the dark evil spirits surged wildly on the sword body! Mo Ran could feel its excitement. The smell of blood here was too heavy and the murderous aura was too heavy, but the God-Destroying Sword liked it!

A hand quickly passed by the sword, and Mo Ran swung his sword straight! The long sword body pierced into the chest of a soldier in black! The black evil aura quickly enveloped him, and the man had no room for struggle. When the God-Destroying Sword was pulled out, the blood in the man's chest gushed straight, and no matter how he blocked it, the man could not block it! The souls wandering in the battlefield were like charred vultures, surrounded them one after another, fighting for this fresh corpse that would undoubtedly die.

Mo Ran kept killing soldiers in black, so that the soldiers in red who were paying attention to her at the beginning were relieved. His appearance still attracted the attention of many people. He was dressed so neatly, looked so beautiful, and had such neat skills. It was hard not to be curious!

"Haha, beauty, who are you under? Why haven't you seen you before?" A rough voice shouted. After the battle, there was still room for a call to Mo Ran.

Mo Ran glanced at him and suddenly flew out of the God-Destroying Sword in his hand, almost rubbing the man's shoulder. The man froze slightly. Mo Ran's movements were too fast! He was too murderous! He couldn't react at all!

Soon, he seemed to know what was going on. He quickly turned his head and saw a green soul turning into ashes under the God-Destroying Sword. Before he could see clearly the appearance of the God-Destroying Sword, the sword flew back to Mo Ran's hand.

The man immediately shouted, "Thank you! What a good sword!"

Mo Ran glanced at the man. He was tall and extremely burly, but he was covered in blood. He could no longer see his original appearance. Mo Ran suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

The man shouted while fighting, "Subor Jia Zuochan! Where are you?"

Mo Ran paused, Jia Zuobao, and the judge had his subordinates. Although he had never asked him deliberately before, Jia Zuobao should be Jia Xiucai, right? Mo Ran said: "I am a subordinate of the ghost doctor!"

Hearing this, the man looked at Mo Ran in surprise. His face was blurred by blood, his eyes were particularly bright and surprised. He said, "Are you really a subordinate of a ghost doctor?"

Mo Ran said: "Yes."

The man was suddenly a little excited. After killing several people in a row, he approached some Mo Ran. He said, "No wonder I haven't seen you before. The people under the Ghost Doctor never show them easily. I'm pretty lucky today!"

Mo Ran didn't say anything. She was concentrating on fighting and kept pushing forward. The clean corner of her clothes was covered with blood. So far, the blood was only from someone else.

The battle along the way was like a unilateral massacre. Mo Ran didn't know how many lives he had harvested. Those who were injured under the Sword of Destruction will undoubtedly die.

The warrior who was calling Mo Ran not long ago was left behind, and the violent murderous aura in Mo Ran's body began to boil and became uncontrollable! Suddenly, a flame burst out from the God-Destroying Sword, thin and fluffy-like, but only Mo Ran knew that she would kill people at this time, making her more at ease! She was also more refreshing!

She actually enjoyed this battlefield with blood splashing, but she obviously hated the tragic situation of corpses everywhere the world the most! The desire to kill and the disgust in her heart were intertwined, and Mo Ran had no idea why she wanted to kill!

Just because the ghost doctor said, "The ones in red are our people"? With a word of "we", she recognized her own camp and had a reason to kill?

Gradually, Mo Ran's advancement slowed down because her opponent became stronger and stronger. It seemed that the closer they got to the inner circumference, the higher the cultivation level of these warriors. At this time, looking at the warriors around Mo Ran, their cultivation level was generally in the Nascent Soul stage!

Mo Ran's sword and move were still as fast as thunder and as fierce as lightning! The strange fire in the meridians burned excitedly, and Mo Ran's narrow eyes seemed to be covered with red!

When her cultivation was insufficient, her terrifying murderous aura was like a beast, which made her opponents worried! When the warriors in the Nascent Soul stage died under the God-Destroying Sword, the people who tried to fight were timidly hid backwards.

They wanted to hide, but Mo Ran, who was a little red-eyed, didn't give them this opportunity at all!

On the suspension bridge in the distance, there were two people standing on the extended lacquer red bridge deck, one wearing purple clothes, gorgeous and mysterious, the other wearing a cloak, and his slender body was gathered in the robe.

The one in purple is the ghost doctor, and the one in the cloak is the ghost king.

The two of them stared at the small shadow in the grand battlefield. They could feel her ostentatious and violent murderous aura from afar. They were above this battlefield, like a rapidly growing murder god!

At this time, her figure was falling in the air. The God-Destroying Sword flew up and when it fell, it cut the person on the other side from head to foot! Blood splattered, but in an instant it disappeared into a red flame!

"Ha..." The Ghost King couldn't help but burst out with a chuckle, and his eyes were drooping. The tears mole on the corners of his eyes were strange and vivid, "Look at her, it seems like she was born for war."

The ghost doctor didn't say anything, but after a while the ghost king said again, "But she doesn't like it." He paused and said again, "I don't want to give up."

Mo Ran, who was in the battlefield, had a long sword drinking blood, and was extremely powerful! She gradually approached the suspension bridge and looked up. The enemies in black clothes around her retreated one after another. The cultivator who had just died in Mo Ran's hands was too tragic. She stared at the strange sword in Mo Ran's hand and did not dare to go forward!

Mo Ran unexpectedly jumped and flew towards the suspension bridge that was hundreds of meters high!

As soon as he fell down, Mo Ran saw the only two people above, the Ghost King and the Ghost Doctor.

She slowly exhaled and took back the God-Destroying Sword. When she looked back, she saw that the battlefield below was still there, but a layer of barrier was covered by the suspension bridge, which closed instantly after she was just put in.

The Ghost King walked towards him, his cloak swelling. On this Shura battlefield, the man was still careless and lazy, with his eyes half-drooping. He looked at Mo Ran intently, opened his arms, and made a hug gesture, "Dear Master, have you come to see me?"

Mo Ran reached out to block him and said, "No need to give such a big gift, I'm not clean."

The Ghost King looked at her. Mo Ran was wearing plain white clothes today, and the blood-stained area was even more eye-catching. He held Mo Ran's hand with one hand, and still held Mo Ran with the other hand, buried his head in her neck and sniffed it gently, and said with a smile: "But I think it's clean and sweet, it's the smell."

Mo Ran was about to get goose bumps all over his body, and the violent murderous aura in his body gradually calmed down after a fight. At this time, he was disturbed by the Ghost King and disappeared even further.

The Ghost King's hug made her nervous, but she didn't forget that last time she got drunk, the Ghost King suddenly appeared again, and this guy almost tempted her to commit a crime...

"Okay, you can let go of me first..." Mo Ran twitched the corner of his mouth. The gift of meeting was a bit long, and she wouldn't help but take action if she rubbed it down.

The Ghost King raised his head, under his long eyelashes, and his dark eyes were filled with smiles, "Dear Master, tell me first, do you miss me?"

Mo Ran nodded.

"What do you miss me?" the Ghost King asked immediately.

This is a dilemma... Mo Ran paused and said, "I don't want you to take back your ghost realm."

"It's just that?" The Ghost King raised his eyebrows and sighed a little disappointed, "If Wuya hadn't brought you today, when would you want to see me?"

Listening to the Ghost King's slightly resentful words, Mo Ran was speechless. Does the Ghost King need her to think about it so much?

The Ghost King smiled, but fortunately he did not continue to make things difficult for Mo Ran, so he let go of her, but the hand under the cloak was holding her tightly. The two walked forward and walked all the way to the suspended suspension bridge.

This suspension bridge is actually very strange. You can only see one side of the bridge, where Mo Ran came up just now. The bridge deck is covered with iron plates, and there are rust stains that have never been stepped on for years. The suspension bridge has been hidden in the clouds and mist from the middle, and the other side seems to be extending into the tall mountain.

The ghost doctor also came over in parallel, and the three of them echoed softly, and the long suspension bridge shook slightly.

The sound of fighting in the battlefield miraculously left a little far away. After a while, the three of them stopped and faced the blank white fog in front of them. The Ghost King waved his hand, and the fog suddenly turned into a vortex, slowly extending out a pitch-black entrance.

The Ghost King held Mo Ran's hand and flashed in. In an instant, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed. Some of them looked like evil ghosts and some looked like angrily eyes. However, the same daunting palaces hidden in these mountains were built with ingenious construction!

Mo Ran then realized that they were still standing on the suspension bridge, but now they could see the opposite side of the suspension bridge, and the magnificent building was located opposite the long suspension bridge.

As they gradually approached the other side, the shouts of killing there gradually became clear. Mo Ran realized that this place was also a battlefield, and blood was everywhere!

"Dear Master, follow me closely, this place is different from the appetizers just now." The Ghost King suddenly said.
Chapter completed!