Fang Xiangli went to Pianyuan alone. Now Pianyuan is no longer the ghostly creature that was occupied by the ghosts and ghosts. The temples are full of incense and can be smelled everywhere, but Pianyuan still has no place to step into the gray fog all year round, and sometimes there are ethereal and undecisive chuckles in the fog.

Fang Xiangli did not choose to fly rashly into the fog, but stopped for a while and then walked in.

With his current strength, there are not many places in the world that deserve to be so careful, but this place is different. This is the base of Fang Xiang tribe in Pianyuan for tens of thousands of years, and this fog was even the forbidden area of ​​Fang Xiang tribe at that time.

When Fang Xiang's troops left Baianyuan, they took almost all their forces to the border country, intending to make the ninth part of the border, but they were not taken away and were located in the depths of the fog.

The Pianyuan has been Jingning, the immortal Buddha of the Taoist Palace, and there are no ghosts appearing. In the fog, the clouds transformed by the evil spirits have been floating around Fang Xiangli, and Fang Xiangli didn't care.

He was walking around in the fog and finally found the destination of his trip.

The cold and bone-permeable wind blew over the withered leaves around Fang Xiangli's feet, and the air was filled with the smell of decay and old.

A low and dilapidated wooden palace is located in front of Fang Xiangli. Four palace lanterns are hung on the eaves of the four corners. The palace lanterns are always bright, but the white candlelight reflects the dilapidated wooden palace and looks very creepy.

An old plaque was hung in the center of the wooden palace, with three big words "Wangui Palace" written on it. The words like ghost paintings are more like hideous faces of evil ghosts.

This was also the first time Fang Xiangli came to Wangui Palace. When he was about to push open the palace gate, a cluster of gray ghost fire suddenly lit up and jumped up and down, left and right beside Fang Xiangli to prevent him from entering. The door of Wangui Palace was still tightly closed.

"The Fang Xiang family has clan rules. Except for the clan leader and the elder, no one is allowed to enter the Ten Thousand Ghost Palace." Guihuo turned into a skeleton face.

Fang Xiangli sorted out his appearance, then bowed his hand to the Wangui Palace to hold his fists and salute.

"The descendants of Fang Xiang's tribe Fang Xiangli want to pay homage to the senior Liuzhu of Wangui Palace"

"You go, that old man Liuzhu never sees guests, go back," said another ghost fire.

"It would be great if you were not from Fang Xiang's army, and I could eat you." A ball of ghost fire was full of regrets.

Three groups of ghost fires blocked the road, and Wangui Palace did not reply. Fang Xiangli stood up straight again.

"Since I'm here, I will definitely see Senior Liuzhu."

"Huh? I just like someone like you. Since you are going to violate the clan rules, we can eat you openly."

The three groups of ghost fire were very excited. After all, they had not had sex for a long time. However, they underestimated Fang Xiangli's strength. When the ghost fire came, a terrifying Yin Qi burst out from Fang Xiangli's body. The ghost fire was not weak, but at this time it was like a small boat that could fall off at any time in the vast waves.

"Such pure Yin Qi, good boy, I underestimate you." There seemed to be someone in the ghost fire to come out.

Even if these three groups of ghost fire were the soul cultivators of the three Heavenly Kings realms, Fang Xiangli was not afraid at all, and forced him out step by step by step with one against three.

"The Thirteen Kings of Kings" three soul cultivators from Wangui Palace were finally moved.

"I don't know when Fang Xiangjun produced such a talent, but we don't know."

"Even the Thirteen Kings of Kings, they cannot break the rules, otherwise Wangui Palace would be a joke?"

A sentence floated out of the deadly ghost palace, and behind Xiangli suddenly appeared a thin old man, with age spots on his face and deep eyes.

Today, all the wealthy families in Jiuye originated from the ancient times and were descendants of the sixteen ancestors of the human race. Although the founder of Fang Xiangye Emperor, the founder of Fang Xiangye, has the power that is not inferior to these sixteen people.

As a member of the tribe, Fang Xiangli always felt that the tribe's strength was not very strong. Only one ancestor, Fang Xiangtianxin, could compare with the four emperors.

But when I came to this Wangui Palace today, I realized why Fang Xiang Taixu was confident to be the ninth tribe. The old man in front of me was actually a real Supreme Emperor's Venerable Realm powerhouse. Even as a member of the tribe, he didn't know that Wangui Palace had such strength.

"The tribe's lanterns, the flowing candle!"

Fang Xiangli was a little uncertain, after all, this was the first time he had seen a strong man from Wangui Palace.

"Fang Xiangli" Liu Zhu recalled for a moment and finally remembered it

"The disciple of Fangxiang tribe who broke into the Yin and Yang realms alone ten thousand years ago, didn't expect it, didn't expect it." Liu Zhu's smile was very strong, but Liu Zhu changed his tone. "However, the rules of Wangui Palace are still not allowed to be changed. The old man can tell you that it is not easy for Wang Ji Thirteen to enter Wangui Palace."

"Young people dare not act rashly. Since you want to visit Wangui Palace today, you naturally know the rules. In addition to the elders of the clan, there seems to be another way to enter Wangui Palace!"

Fang Xiangli's smile was still confident and gentle. A ball of gray spiritual power spread out in his palm and flew in his palm, but Liu Zhu's eyes were shocked, and then turned into ecstasy.

"You have cultivated the fifth mantra? How is this possible? Where did the lost five mantras come from?"

"There is nothing impossible. If I tell Senior Liu Zhu that I met the Emperor of the Underworld in the Underworld, will this fifth curse be trusted by the Emperor of the Underworld give me?"

Liu Zhu closed his hands and actually saluted Fang Xiangli. The three groups of ghost cremation turned into two men and one woman and knelt down on one knee. This made Fang Xiangli a little confused. After all, even if he learned the fifth mantra, he might not be Liu Zhu's opponent. Liu Zhu seemed too polite.

"Our Lord finally has someone to practice the fifth mantra again." The voices of the three groups of ghost fires were trembling.

"You guys are polite, please get up quickly." Fang Xiangli helped Liuzhu up.

"Since you have the fifth mantra, there is no reason why you can't enter the Ten Thousand Ghost Palace!"

Liuzhu waved his hand and the palace gate opened creakingly. He originally thought that the forbidden area of ​​Fangxiangmen must have treasured countless treasures, but the scene in front of him was a world apart from the expectation of Fangxiang's separation.

After stepping into the palace gate, everything was so decadent and old. There was nothing else in the palace of Ten Thousand Ghosts. There were only coffins, which were as many as thousands.

The soul technique of the Living Soul King can create a living dead person, so it restrains many corpses, but the Fang Xiang tribe does not seem to have such a technique.

Fang Xiangli was surprised to find out from the two opened coffins that it was empty.

"I dare to ask who is in this coffin," Fang Xiangli asked.

Liuzhu leaned his fingers and a gray-white ghost fire floated through the coffin and finally fell on Fang Xiangli's body!

"Did you feel familiar?" Liu Zhu's smile made her look even more scary.

Fang Xiangli was pondering, and an incredible conclusion was lingering in his mind.
Chapter completed!