In the void, the three-foot snow blade was like a big river slashing out, and the dazzling sword light flowed down like a big river.

The clouds in the nine heavens seemed to be lowered by three points, and the clear sword light rushed down and headed towards Li Chunqiu, as if it had faded away the resentment and hostility on Mangdang Mountain.

Li Chunqiu firmly pressed the hilt of the "Faisheng" sword with his right hand, pressing the extremely fierce one to no longer have the power of resistance. A faint golden light lit up on the wound on his left hand, and the golden light spread along the wound, but the wound was as intact as before.

Looking at the sword of the long river, Li Chunqi made sixteen seals in his left hand. Each seal looked like a towering ancient mountain. The mountain was either majestic, tall, or arrogant, or abrupt. After the sixteen seals, Mangdang Mountain moved violently, as if it had come alive.

The vast land veins in all directions gathered together, gathering the evil and haze of Mangdang Mountain, with its strong and heavy power spreading.

Above the sky, Mangdang Mountain seemed to have transformed into 100,000 mountains, and Li Chunqiu was above the top of these 100,000 mountains.

The mark in Li Chunqiu stopped, his palms repeated, and in an instant, the sky seemed to darken, as if thousands of mountains had fallen.

The seal of the sky is lifted and the seal of the sky is lifted.

The 100,000 mountains were gone, and the vast sea of ​​clouds was vast and cold. The sword light of the long river thundered and hit the eternal peak.

"boom!"

The clouds are turbulent, the river flows backwards, and the mountains are broken.

Li Chunqiu pinched the mark in his hand and pressed it backwards. Tens of thousands of mountains overturned and the sea of ​​clouds was dim.

The hanging sword above the nine heavens fell from the nine heavens as if it had lost its foundation.

Gu Hongzi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and slid from the void with the fairy sword that had followed him for half his life.

In a trance, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if he had put down the burden on his shoulders.

Looking up at the clear sky, the white-haired old man showed a relieved expression.

Gu Hongzi, how could there be such a demon like you? Being a demon is like carrying a heavy burden, but when he dies, he will be careless. After all, you are just Gu Hongzi.

The biggest devil in the world smiled and closed his eyes, allowing himself to be suppressed by the mountains, as if the sky was falling and the earth was so calm in his heart.

This life is finally over.

…………

In the faint mist, figures that appeared and disappeared from time to time were shaking, and the sound of the wind caused a desolate sob like a woman.

In the darkness, there seemed to be countless people spying on everything at any time.

Shentu Baili stepped on the desolate ancient road, his steps were like ghosts, without any popularity.

Xuandu and Fan Zeng followed Shentu Baili tightly. Fan Zeng couldn't help frowning. In order to hide these evil things, Shentu Baili painted corpse mud on them to cover up their popularity, which made him unable to help but get goosebumps.

The three of them quickly arrived at the "lively" market in the dark smoke. Fan Zeng found that there were more and more ghosts wandering on both sides, as if they were meeting a group of fish on the vast seabed.

But no one spoke for the three of them. Shentu Baili had already said before entering the "Ghost Market" that the Ghost Market was silent and no one spoke here.

Shentu Baili's steps were neither too fast nor too slow, and he quickly walked into a building in thick fog.

As the three of them stepped into the gate, the mist that was always covered slowly dissipated, revealing a dark and dirty inn that seemed to have not been cleaned for many years.

The decaying wooden pillars seemed to be about to break at any time, and there were spider webs on the stone benches, and the muddy and dirty halls were not desolate.

Strange figures sat in it like puppets, with rotten and broken corpses, lonely ghosts without corpses, and old women, grinning with missing front teeth and smiling sinisterly...

In the account room, there was an old woman wearing embroidered shoes. Her eyes were empty, half of her human face and half of her cat face, as if she was smiling.

Even when Fan Zeng saw this scene, his heartbeat could not help but slow down half a beat. In the entire dilapidated lobby, the corpse was sobbing, the ghosts were roaring, and the old lady in the account room was smiling. They seemed to be chatting inexplicable words. A "hustle and bustle" that did not belong to humans made people tremble.

Shentu Baili had previously talked about an ancient corpse that a mortal accidentally entered here. At night, the people in the ghost market shared the unlucky mortal, but before he was dismembered, he was already scared to death. The gatherings of ghosts and monsters cannot be disturbed by anyone, so people are quiet and less likely to go deep into the forest.

Shentu Baili took Xuandu and Fan Zeng to sit on the empty stone mount, allowing the spider who could not break the net to climb up on his body without caring at all.

Seeing Shentu Baili sitting here, the swollen corpse sitting next to them, grinned at Shentu Baili, Shentu Baili nodded as usual, even if he could see the maggots crawling on the body.

The corpse slowly withdrew its smile, and the spider that crawled up along his body happened to reach his mouth and was swallowed directly by him.

Fan Zeng held back the rolling in his abdomen and subconsciously tightened his fists. If there were any choices in this "ghost market", he would never come to him again.

As time went by, the number of people in the desolate inn soon increased, and the yin energy became deeper and deeper. Fan Zeng and the other two sat on the edge of the inn without saying a word. Fortunately, many strange existences did not like to speak much, so no one paid attention to their abnormalities.

Until the lobby was full, the half-human and half-cat old woman reached out to slap the table that had accumulated thick dust, and laughed evilly.

With the advance notice from Shentu Baili, Fan Zeng also knew that this was a signal that the ghost market officially began.

There are more and more low-pitched whispers in the lobby, dreaming, roaring, and sad......

Following Shentu Baili's warning, Fan Zeng diverted his divine thoughts, but limited it to a certain range. In an instant, he seemed to hear countless whispers, like a dream between half sleep and half awake.

But soon this dream became clear.

"Something seems to be wrong in the demon world recently."

"I heard that in Changshui Town, there are sects who are entering the world."

"It's another group of cows in the mountain who have lived enough. In a short while, someone will go to the mountain."

…………

The demons in the lobby chatted in a mixed bag, some of them even had no clues, and there was no connection between the beginning and end.

Some talk about monsters, some talk about changes in the world, and some talk about the deliciousness of human flesh.

When he heard the abnormal movement of Changshui Town, Shentu Baili couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Xuandu and Fan Zeng, but found that the two of them didn't care at all.
Chapter completed!