"ah"

Leng Yijian ran a little slower, his hind foot was blown by the wind, and his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground and screamed.

"Yi Jian, what's wrong with you, hiss. Palace King"

Leng Yishu went over and lifted Leng Yijian's feet and saw that his heels disappeared, which seemed terrible. This was just a blow by the wind.

"I'm going, what a strange wind is that."

When Lynch saw this scene, he screamed. Leng Yijian is a human-level Taoist ancestor, and he is so indifferent to the wind.

"The power of heaven and earth has hurt the ghosts, so I can only raise them. I will carry him on a book."

Xue Wuhen looked outside the city, and the wind seemed to gradually stop. The wind that could hurt the ghost body of the human-level Taoist ancestor was the only power of heaven and earth.

Xue Wuhen used the power of Taoism to help Leng Yijian repair the ghost body, but this wind can not only hurt the ghost body, but also hurt the ghost. This ghost can only be nourished and recovered by itself.

"yes"

Leng Yishu responded and immediately carried Leng Yijian on his back. Because the ghost was injured on his feet, if he wanted to recover as soon as possible, he would not move too much.

"Why is there an inner city?"

Lynch turned around and saw that there was a city wall in front of them, which means that they were just an outer city of the Wude City.

"It's nothing wrong. There are 108 dead cities in vain. The city gates are not aligned. Let's look for the city gate first."

Xue Wuhen looked around. The outer city seemed extremely deserted and there was no one. This was the first city wall of the Wudian City, and it was naturally the most dangerous. Although the strange wind did not hurt the object, the wind was still wind and could weather the city wall. Therefore, this city wall had already been full of holes, and some places had even completely collapsed.

The 108 walls of the Wudie City were built layer after layer. The original intention was to resist the strange winds near the Wudie City. At the same time, in order to defend against the enemy, the city gates and the city gates were not aligned.

Here, if you don’t look for the city gate and directly destroy the city wall here, you will be stupid.

"Can't we go directly?"

Lynch looked at the city wall in front and said. Although the city wall here seemed a bit tall and mighty, it would definitely not be difficult for them.

"Are you stupid? The main city is forbidden to fly, this is a ritual. There is also the strange wind god who is elusive. If you fly up, maybe only clothes will be left."

Xue Wuhen glanced at Lynch and asked him to be the judge. He really regretted it and felt that he was more like the judge.

"Ah, forget it."

Lynch said weakly.

The day passed, and they walked half of the city wall. Only inside the sixtieth city wall did they begin to see some ghost cultivators wearing armor. However, these people seemed to have some skinny faces and yellow skin and were malnourished.

"Digong, what are they doing?

After one day, Leng Yijian almost recovered and saw some ghost cultivators squatting there by the city wall, not knowing what to stuff into their mouths.

"Eat dirt. Eat dirt"

Lynch saw clearly what they were stuffing into their mouths, so he said casually, then screamed again.

"Don't make a fuss, can you? It's okay to eat dirt and you can try it if you don't believe it."

Xue Wuhen looked at Lynch with contempt, so ignorant. Ghost cultivator is a ghost, and ghosts eat soil, this is a big meal.

"You are sick. If you don't eat meat, if you don't drink wine, if you want to eat dirt."

Lynch screamed, "It's not a problem to eat soil, so what's wrong with it." Ghosts eat soil, this is the instinct of ghosts. They can use soil to fill their hunger and absorb the energy of the earth. However, now the ghost clan is strong and there is no habit of eating soil in other places.

After a long time, who will still remember the days of eating dirt in the past?

Lynch's screams alarmed the nearby ghost cultivators. They all looked over, with a hint of hostility in their eyes. If they hadn't sensed the momentum on them, they would have pounced over and tore them up.

"It is said that the ghost cultivators in the Wudie City are extremely vicious, and they are lazy by nature and are unwilling to farm because they feed on soil."

Xue Wuhen explained helplessly.

"Well, didn't the Palace King say before that the Death God Temple has nearly one million Death God Warriors more than other Death God Warriors? If they all eat dirt, how can they defend against the enemy?"

Leng Yishu couldn't help but ask. The ten halls of the Ghost Realm, the number one in the injustice of death, refers to the ghost soldiers in the injustice of death, but the ghost soldiers who eat earth, one of them is malnourished, so how can they fight?

"Haha, they are all saying that they are extremely vicious. If we hadn't sensed that our cultivation is far better than them, we would have pounced on us now. Seeing people eat people, and meeting ghosts and chewing ghosts."

Xue Wuhen laughed, ignored them and continued to move forward.

"What"

Lynch and the other two realized that the people who eat dirt here were the ghost soldiers from the Palace of Death.

Going to the Dead City, one floor is surrounded by another, but in fact, you are walking down. The lower you go, the higher the city wall you see. There is a ghost hall in the center, which is where the Dead Temple is located.

Bang

"Who is coming"

In the underworld in the Death Hall, the ghost messengers sensed that someone broke into their Death Hall and rushed out one after another, waiting for the battle.

Among them, there are three or four hundred people who have reached the True God Realm, and there are dozens of Taoist masters. There are five people in the human-level Taoist ancestors, and the leader is naturally the judge Niu Lijun.

Of course, because there is nothing to eat here, even if it is a ghost, the face is thin and the skin is yellow and the nutrition is malnourished.

The judge Niu Lijun, with a cow horn on his head, held an imitation of the rebirth book in one hand and a judge's pen in the other, looking majestic and funny.

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