Just looking at the changes in front of him, the shadow man knew that the continuous, blazing blood flames were extremely dangerous. He cautiously stayed away and looked at it repeatedly.

When he came last time, the burning mountains were still some distance away from the muddy sea of ​​the troubled world, but now they are connected together. If you look carefully, you can still vaguely see some traces of the river in the middle.

If he had come earlier, he would still be able to confirm, but now, he is completely burned and his appearance has changed, and he can't confirm anything.

Feeling the tongues of fire gushing out, the shadow man quietly retreated a little further, still feeling a little scared.

I think back then, there was an extremely powerful being in that place covered by the blood flames. Even if he came to the turbulent mud sea, he would not dare to walk from here.

Every time I come here, I have to go around in a big circle, first going to another abyss, and then coming up from another abyss crack. Every time I risk my life.

Not only do you have to face harsh environments and changing abyss, but there may also be some dangerous monsters.

He didn't want to come here unless absolutely necessary.

However, the person who made him take a dangerous detour every time disappeared decades ago. When he came here again, all he saw was a sea of ​​​​fire, which has not been extinguished until now.

It is said that two bloody flames fell from the sky, and this place became like this.

The road to the tenth level has not yet been opened, and the world is so dangerous. He dare not even think about what will happen in the future.

He didn't have the guts to stop the tenth-level road from opening, and he couldn't stop it, so he could only improve himself as much as possible and prepare for a rainy day.

The one in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times woke up once, told him what to do, and gave him strength.

It's time for him to repay his debt.

It's so refreshing when I borrow it, it's much easier than practicing hard. It's not that I don't have to practice hard, but I can see the rewards if I work hard. This is the most important thing.

With his talent and normal qi refining, he would be able to advance to the seventh level before his lifespan runs out. It would be because of the smoke rising from his ancestral graves.

It's a pity that it is really painful to pay off the debt now.

In order to get things done, I have done nothing in these years and spent most of my time running for things.

Now I got the crystal ball relatively smoothly, used it again, and got a good tip, so I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The one who lent him the power of this crystal ball, Gong Yu, will have a chance of promotion when the tenth level is opened.

He set up an altar on the muddy seaside in a troubled world, changed into a set of robes, and placed the crystal ball in the center.

Then he took a drop of heart blood, a drop of fingertip blood, a drop of essence blood, a strand of heart hair, a strand of hair, and a tooth, and each pressed a talisman with a blood pattern on the black background.

He knelt down on the futon, broke eight finger bones, formed a strange seal, and recited a ritual in an unknown language.

As the sacrificial incantation was chanted, the incense sticks were lit in the incense burner, and wisps of light smoke rose up.

The light smoke condenses but never disperses, like weaving, constantly interlacing, outlining a bridge of incense, suspended above the sea of ​​mud in the troubled world, extending all the way deeper.

On both sides of the Qingyan Bridge, fences rise out of thin air, and on each pillar of smoke, little people of different shapes are outlined with big heads and ferocious faces.

In the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, joyful thoughts emerged, and wisps of black air followed the falling smoke, climbed to the bridge of incense, and attached themselves to the little figures where the smoke condensed.

In an instant, the white smokey figures turned into black. One by one, they squatted on the pillars, opened their dark eyes, and read out their names in a language that was different from the human race.

"Scary ghost."

After reciting the name, the villain's figure completely stabilized.

Then each of the little people with big black heads and different shapes read out their names.

Their bodies gradually stabilized and they sat on the pillars.

At the back, one of the villains with a mouth full of staggered sharp teeth said with a strange smile.

"Evil ghost."

However, after it pronounced the name, instead of completely solidifying, its figure became more illusory.

His figure continued to change between the two forms, getting faster and faster, and finally exploded into black gas with a bang.

And if the black energy wants to return to the bridge of incense, it can't come back. There is an invisible obstacle that keeps it away.

It keeps struggling and never gives up.

As small dark figures appeared one after another on the small pillars on both sides of the Incense Bridge, another guy followed in the footsteps of the evil ghost.

A villain who chanted "Poop Feeding Ghost", after shouting, was even worse than the evil ghost. It didn't even struggle, a ray of golden light emerged from its body and exploded directly.

The black energy couldn't get on the bridge and wanted to fall back into the muddy sea of ​​the troubled world, but it was also excluded. In the end, it could only roll in the wind, then slowly dissipate and be completely annihilated.

The villain called the evil ghost gave up on going to the bridge and tried to return to the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, only to find that it was also excluded.

He was floating in the air, constantly changing forms, unable to advance or retreat. Finally, he wanted to escape from the scope of the turbulent mud sea, but at the moment of escape, he was directly annihilated.

Two people in a row died completely and were completely annihilated. The black spirits who were scrambling to board the bridge became much more cautious.

The shadow man was furious, but he couldn't move now, and he couldn't stop reciting the sacrificial rites.

Why are these idiots so stupid? He sent back a message before, but specifically said that the evil ghosts in this world are so cheap that they have to go to the hungry ghosts and are forced to change their names to violent ghosts.

The name is a very important thing, how come there are idiots who don't remember it?

He didn't understand the reason for the remaining one, it was obviously fine.

His memorial words were a little hasty, but unfortunately, there was no more black energy on the two small pillars that were annihilated.

Obviously, regardless of the IQ of those little black men, at least they still understand how to simply seek good fortune and avoid misfortune after witnessing their colleagues climb up and kill the calf.

It's useless for the black shadow people to be anxious, because there is no little black shadow to go up and try to kill them again.

…

Yu Ziqing has been very honest recently, falling into a deep pit of research and unable to extricate himself. Xi Yang was the first to suffer.

Yu Ziqing wants to study whether there are any sequelae after this guy was infected by that kind of power. If this guy is a little bit impatient or a little anxious, it goes without saying that his mind must have been affected and he must be detained.

Next, continue research.

While he was thinking about it, Wu Shuangge found Yu Ziqing. He held the Hunyuan Golden Dou and placed it in front of Yu Ziqing.

"Master, I feel like someone just wanted to steal my baby."

"Huh?" Yu Ziqing stopped what he was doing: "Tell me in detail."

"I just suddenly had the feeling that someone was trying to steal my baby. I held it and didn't let go, and the person opposite died."

Wu Shuangge's words were unclear, but looking at his nervous look, Yu Ziqing didn't think Sha Gege would make up such a technical lie.

If you want to grab Wu Shuangge's companion magic weapon from a distance, the difficulty is not that high.

After hearing Wu Shuangge say it several times, Yu Ziqing didn't understand what happened.

At this time, Half Brain couldn't help but poke his head out of the locust tree.

"Someone wanted to steal his name, but the other party's methods were so unconcealed that they dared to steal his name openly, and they were annihilated by the backlash."

"Is it possible to grab a name?"

"It's not the name Wu Shuangge, but another name, related to his baby. I can't explain the only name clearly. I don't remember it. I just suddenly thought of it."

Half-Skull pointed to the missing half of his skull and his missing brain, saying that being able to suddenly think of this was already an extraordinary feat.

Ask him to explain clearly, that is impossible.

Yu Ziqing looked at Hunyuan Jindou, thoughtfully.

In addition to the name Wu Shuangge and the nickname Sha Gege, there is indeed another name.

Yu Ziqing only mentioned it once, and never mentioned it in front of Wu Shuangge.

After transferring jobs to hungry ghosts, each hungry ghost has a special name, just like the profiteer hungry ghost whose surname is actually Wang.

The profiteer hungry ghost is actually a nickname, but the official name of a hungry ghost is not this and has never been used.

This kind of name may be officially used by hungry ghosts with the same ability in the future.

But for this moment, it is indeed unique and belongs to only one person.

Yu Ziqing was not sure about what was happening now. He only knew that since he had said the name himself, the name already had meaning and was unique.

Ever since he changed the name of the evil ghost, Yu Ziqing realized clearly that names are very important.

Clan names are also important.

"In what way can I seize the name?" Yu Ziqing turned around and asked Ban Naohuo.

This guy was the God of Sacrifice back then, but now that he is like this and his head is empty, his professionalism in certain matters cannot be matched by anyone.

"I don't remember. I just saw Princess and suddenly thought of this. Anyway, being robbed of your reputation is not a good thing."

When Half-Skull said this, he suddenly froze. He stretched out his fingers and stirred the empty half of his head.

"Sir, is there any rain?"

Yu Ziqing immediately gave him three drops.

Half the Brain threw the sweet rain into his skull. As the sweet rain was slowly absorbed, some corresponding information began to appear.

"The consequences of being deprived of your reputation are miserable. From luck to ability, everything will be slowly taken away over time.

In the end, the person who loses his name will slowly disappear until the end, as if he never appeared.

Or maybe the only one who has always existed is the person who took the name.
To be continued...