Song Qingcheng set foot on Skull Mountain.

Originally, after swallowing up the Panlong Ghost Land, she planned to turn the monks of Taishang Nanyue Sect into ghost cultivators.

This powerful ghost land is undoubtedly worth such a transformation.

This is a heaven-defying place that can be passed down for several generations.

Thousands of years later, the ghost land may become another Tianzong! Why didn't Song Qingcheng do this temptation?

As for good and evil.

Song Qingcheng sneered.

Bullshit good and evil! Big fists are the greatest truth and the greatest justice! She walked up to the top of the skull mountain.

She holds a heart in her hands.

This is a part of Taishang Nanyue Sect's share from the ancient corpse! The heart is withered, but it is golden, mysterious and terrifying.

Even after all the vicissitudes of life, it still beats slightly.

Song Qingcheng's eyes were a little fiery.

Unlike other sects, Taishang Nanyue Sect uses very little of the heart and keeps it extremely intact! Song Qingcheng does not use it. He just wants to integrate it into the ghost land, so that the ghost land will undergo the final transformation and form a vitality that can last in the long run.

The treasure land that continues in the middle! "It's time to merge into the heart and complete the ghost land! The Coiling Dragon Ghost Land is destined to collapse in an instant!"

"And that Xuanyuan Bailong, I want him to have no way out!"

Song Qingcheng whispered coldly, her heart floated, turning into golden light and blending into the ghost land.

A moment.

The ghost howls.

The ghostly aura began to spread throughout Taishang Nanyue Sect.

Those Nanyue Sect monks who received the notice and rushed to the ghost place felt inexplicably cold in their hearts.

"The ghost land is open."

The monk's pupils shrank violently.

Those who don’t understand are naturally horrified, but as a Nanyue Sect monk, I have heard some rumors, and they are not as unacceptable as I imagined.

Not long after.

The ghost land area is like a ghost cemetery, dark and cold.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Coiling Dragon Ghost Ground roared, and the shadow of the ghost-like dragon rose up, staring at Song Qingcheng with cold eyes.

Nalan Tianming and others began to resist! Song Qingcheng's eyes turned cold.

"Struggle to the death! If you don't want to be loyal, then go die!"

It’s okay for Xuanyuan Bailong to bully her, why are these turtles in the jar?

Song Qingcheng's inner murderous intention increased greatly.

And at this moment.

The monks from Taishang Nanyue Sect also came.

Their hearts trembled a little, but they watched indifferently. Only a few of them felt uneasy inside.

but.

Song Qingcheng looked around.

“If you practice worldly cultivation, if your heart is right, there is no harm in cultivating ghosts.

From now on, our Nanyue Sect will transform from being a good person to a ghost, and we will definitely create a legend!"

Song Qingcheng shouted loudly.

Everyone was shocked and their eyes were filled with brilliance.

It doesn't matter whether they are on the righteous path or the ghost path, as long as they can become stronger.

"Swear to the death to follow the Supreme Being!"

Many people drank loudly.

They know that the ghost land is a great creation! It is undoubtedly unwise to refuse at this moment! They are a little reluctant to change from ghost to ghost.

But if the harvest is enough, then what's the problem?

"Well, you will be glad for your decision today."

Song Qingcheng nodded with satisfaction, and then shouted: "Now, destroy Panlong, make my ghost land complete, and start the legend!"

Everyone was excited and their eyes were a little red.

but.

"Song Qingcheng, do you think you two have a future?"

A sarcastic voice sounded.

In the distance, Su Xuan came forcibly with a group of villains.

Song Qingcheng's murderous intent emerged.

"No matter who you are, no matter what your purpose is.

If you come to my ghost land, you will definitely die!"

Song Qingcheng shouted loudly.

"kill!"

"Kill Xuanyuan Bailong!"

"Leave no one behind!"

Everyone shouted loudly.

What Su Xuan did was undoubtedly bring shame to the Qixuan Sect! Not many of the Qixuan Sect didn't want to take off Su Xuan's skin! Su Xuan just looked at her, his expression becoming more and more contemptuous.

"Your ghost place?"

He sneered, stretched out his hand, and the energy of ghost and earth wrapped around his fingertips and pulsed.

Great earthquake in Qingcheng of Song Dynasty.

Su Xuan...how can he control ghost energy?

You must know that the ghost energy here is violent. If the ghost land is not allowed to be completely integrated, she will be cautious in absorbing the ghost energy.

But Su Xuan did it easily.

"You..." Song Qingcheng's pupils kept shrinking.

"This is my hell."

Su Xuan looked indifferent and contemptuous.

This is his hell.

It has been since the time when this place in the Lingzong area was the land of ghosts and immortals.

Song Qingcheng: "..." What does he mean?

And at this moment.

The Coiling Dragon Ghost Land erupted in cheers.

They looked at Su Xuan in surprise.

Mu Xiaochan looked at the figure with a smile.

In her eyes, Su Xuan is both a friend and a family member.

"Su Xuan."

She couldn't help but scream, still remembering the last battle and the last farewell.

At that time.

Su Xuan sent them to the land of ghosts and immortals.

He alone can withstand thousands of enemies.

He said he didn't have many friends in this life, so don't die.

He also said that good people do not live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years. He, Su Xuan, is a bad person and will not die easily.

He even said that life is long and life is short, so just live your life without regrets and live up to your expectations. He looked forward to seeing her again.

This day.

Mu Xiaochan smiled and laughed, but tears flowed down her face.
Chapter completed!