Chapter 292

"Jie Jie..."

Just when the cultivators broke away from the confrontation between Fang Xing and Han Longzi, and were discussing in low voices about the timing of the opportunity, they suddenly smelled the western sky, and there came a cold and terrifying laugh , but saw that there seemed to be a blood-red mist coming from the top of the mountain in the distance. In the mist, there were a hundred little ghosts in red and green, surrounded by a big sedan chair.

The little ghosts carrying the sedan chairs were all dressed in red and green, painted with rouge and powder, and looked as if they were having some kind of happy event. Eight strong little ghosts were carrying the black sedan chair in the middle, which was as big as an altar. Dozens of little ghosts in front , it was beating gongs and drums, blowing the suona, walking happily tick-tock, but followed by dozens of disciples in white linen clothes, floating and walking without getting dusty.

"Senior Brother Leng, it's not good, it's that... that evil ghost is here..."

When the disciples of Wan Luo Yuan heard this laughter, their faces turned pale from fright, and they looked at Leng Ziyan in fear.

Leng Ziyan also had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, remembering the battle with the monks in Southern Xinjiang...

In that battle at that time, he was still with the masters of Daxue Mountain, but they failed to take advantage of the southern border monks. The final result was that both sides lost four or five Spiritual Realm disciples each, and then retreated. He was also there He suffered some injuries during the First World War, and what made him feel ashamed was that the one who injured him was not Li Ying, the prince of the ghost country, but a ghost general under him.

But now, the Prince of Ghost Country has come in person...

This hateful ghost, why didn't he go into the depths of Xuanyu to win the name on the list, but came here to win this opportunity?

Leng Ziyan was already trembling, half out of anger, more out of fright.

"Eh? Those who beat the gongs and drums, can't you marry a new wife?"

Fang Xing frowned, and looked over at the sedan chair. He used the magic eye technique, and after a short while, he had already seen clearly the appearance of the people in the sedan chair. He frowned disgustedly, and said with a bang, "Where did it come from? Ugly bride?"

But it turned out that the person sitting on the sedan chair was a young man of thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a pair of red silk trousers, his upper body was covered with red silk, his eyes were dark like ghosts, and his head was pierced. With a funny upturned braid, he grinned like an idiot, holding a large black bowl in his hand, surrounded by seven or eight beautiful women.

"This person is not easy to mess with, you'd better be careful..."

The robber in Tsing Yi smiled softly and reminded Fang Xing.

Fang Xing gave him a blank look, and said, "What? Do you think he's too disgusting to do anything?"

The robber in Tsing Yi covered his mouth and smiled, and said: "I heard that this person is very difficult to deal with. Don't let him hear your narrow talk, so as not to cause trouble. To be honest, I am here in Nanzhan, a young man who is afraid In the generation of Tianjiao, there are only three or four of them, this person is one of them, his name is Li Ying, he is the prince of the Southern Border Ghost Kingdom, if you can not provoke him, it is best not to provoke him!"

"Southern border ghost country?"

Fang Xing was slightly taken aback, and pondered.

He has also heard that there are four regions in Nanzhan, namely Chu, Ximo, Nanjiang and Beishenshan. , It is called the ghost country, which shows that it is ordinary.

It's just that it's not clear how difficult this prince of the ghost country is compared to that golden bastard.

The robber in Tsing Yi seemed to have seen through his mind, and explained softly: "Before I came, I read the scroll records about him. The inheritance of the ghost kingdom has always been different from other inheritances. It pays attention to fate and hostility. It is said that ghosts The inheritance method of the king's family is particularly evil. For each generation of princes, the ghost king collects young children from all over the world, and specially selects those children who were born in the cloudy year and the moon and the moon, but are very talented, and kill them with secret methods. Choose a woman with a Yin body and send her to be reincarnated. After reincarnation, when she is nine years old, nine months and nine days old, she will be killed again, and then sent to reincarnation. After nine reincarnations, she will be reincarnated in Mrs. Ghost Country for the ninth time. In the womb, if he was born like this, he would be the prince of the ghost country, but there were nine such children in total, and later these nine people would fight each other, and the one who survived in the end was the prince of the ghost country. Because of his special fate, his aptitude is extraordinary, and because he was killed nine times, he was born violent and full of resentment, and his natural consciousness is countless times stronger than ordinary monks, which is extremely terrifying..."

"Killed nine times? This baby is so miserable..."

After hearing these words, Fang Xing couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and said dumbfounded.

"Because it's miserable, it's so powerful!"

The blue-faced robber nodded softly, and said again: "However, the ghost country also has a heritage. It is said that every ghost king was killed by the prince of the ghost country himself, because every generation of princes in the ghost country hates the ghost king to the bone. ..."

Chu Ci was listening, her eyes widened, and she said softly: "Then they will still choose the next generation of princes like this?"

The blue-faced robber nodded and said, "That's right, this process has been going on for tens of thousands of years!"

"Why not end this inheritance?"

Chu Ci blushed slightly, and said angrily, the blue-faced robber was telling the secrets of the ghost country, and it was the first time even she had heard of it.

The blue-faced robber smiled and said, "That's their business, who would know?"

While talking, the big sedan chair surrounded by countless little ghosts has come to the front, the closer the distance, the little ghosts beating gongs, drums and suonas, the colorful array like a bride getting married becomes more and more strange, Chu Ci feels faintly scared, and his body Shrinking, Fang Xing patted her on the head when he saw this, and said, "Don't worry, if he dares to mess with us, my master will send him to reincarnate for the tenth time!"

"Jie Jie, there are quite a few people who come to grab the opportunity, and they all look delicious..."

Li Ying drank the contents of the big black porcelain bowl, threw the bowl away, but saw a bright red spot at the bottom of the bowl, like blood.

He glanced around strangely, and laughed strangely, but suddenly he was frightened and there was a large area around him, no one approached.

Now, the edge of the basin is divided into several areas. The three goblins of Beishen Mountain occupy one area, Fang Xing occupies one area, and Li Ying occupies one area. No one dares to approach them. The Han family also occupied a piece, but he was alone, occupying the smallest space, and Han Longzi, one of the four masters of the West Desert, took up a small space even though he had his disciples by his side.

After all, he was suppressed by Fang Xing just now, and his status in the hearts of all the cultivators undoubtedly dropped a bit, and his power was greatly reduced.

The five of them occupied the positions closest to the basin respectively, and vaguely divided five territories. The other monks all lined up behind them and did not dare to approach them. Among them, the three goblins of Fang Xing, Li Ying, and Beishen Mountain occupied a large area. Some, the area of ​​the two masters of the West Desert is smaller, but the two masters of the West Desert add up to the same territory as the other three, which is just the opposite of the four regions.

At this time, more and more spiritual clouds gathered over the basin, and they floated over the basin like a fairy mountain. The rich spiritual energy was beyond words, and it seemed that a chance was about to be born, and the hearts of all the monks couldn't help but lift up , What is more concerned in my heart is whether this opportunity can be snatched by the monks of the Spiritual Realm, or the opportunity that can be snatched by the monks of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

If it is said bluntly, if the monks in the Spiritual Realm can snatch the opportunity, all the monks can still give it a go, but if it is the opportunity that the monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm can snatch, then they should simply give up. Who has the ability to wait five Competing for opportunities in front of people?

"The situation is not good..."

Looking at the huge cloud over the basin, Fang Xing murmured in his heart.

As the clouds gathered more and more, there was a faint oppressive force around the basin. It seemed that there was an invisible force field repelling him, and he had to use his spiritual power to resist it. But he didn't seem to feel the power of repulsion at all, which made him faintly guess that this time, it is very likely that only the Spiritual Realm can snatch the opportunity...

If this is the case, I am afraid that I will be in some trouble.

Most of the monks around here are based here with agility. No matter what kind of opportunity, they can grab it, but for me, if it is an opportunity in the agility realm, there is no way to fight for it. I am in the same situation as myself. There were also Han Jiazi, one of the Four Heroes of West Desert, and the three goblins from Beishen Mountain. They also came alone and did not follow the disciples of the Spiritual Realm.

However, around the three goblins of Beishen Mountain, some monks from Beishen Mountain had already gathered, as if they were about to form an alliance, but Fang Xing and Han Jiazi, one of the four masters of the West Desert, were still empty around them.

"If there is no other way, the only way is to snatch it from someone else, who is better to start with?"

Fang Xing pondered inwardly, and when he caught sight of Leng Ziyan, he smiled coldly.

With his spiritual sense, he had already discovered Leng Ziyan and those Wanluoyuan disciples when he first arrived here, but since the other party had no intention of coming up to recognize him, he didn't bother to bother, of course, Another more important reason is that now that you have said hello, you are an acquaintance. If you want to snatch it, you will be too embarrassed to do it...

"Great, this opportunity may only be up for grabs by a cultivator of agile bombardment, God help me!"

At this time, Leng Ziyan also faintly felt the invisible pressure coming, and he was overjoyed.

To be honest, with Fang Xing and other five people here, if it was an opportunity for the foundation-building monks to fight for, he really wasn't sure to grab it, not to mention Fang Xing, just the prince of the ghost country in the southern border was enough to make him retreat Yes, but if the Spiritual Realm cultivator can snatch the opportunity, then he can escape this calamity. With the strength of the disciples of Wanluoyuan, he will not return empty-handed.

The way I need to think about now is how to avoid the opportunity being robbed by others. If it is not possible, let the disciples of Wanluoyuan directly find the altar in the opportunity ground and send it out. In some large opportunity grounds, there will often be direct teleportation The left altar exists, and the opportunity that is about to appear in this basin seems to be the biggest one, and there should be one.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind, and glanced at Fang Xing unintentionally, feeling a little satisfaction inexplicably in his heart.

So what about the infinite power?

After all, the five sons of Daxue Mountain took the seat by themselves, this servant from a humble background, let's watch him take the opportunity obediently!