It is 170 miles north of Maoshan, and it is still within the Maoshan Mountain. Si Nanlie never expected that something might happen in this place within his territory. W√w    W     .

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A big tree has a diameter of at least three meters. Such a big tree is rare even in a dense forest.

Around the tree, there was an old man, and there were more than 20 Maoshan disciples next to it. At this moment, another group of people rushed over at a very fast pace. Si Nanlie and Qin Xiaobao were all among the people.

"See the leader."

When the old man saw that Si Nanlie was coming, he quickly saluted, and the disciples behind him were the same.

"Elder Song doesn't have to be too polite."

Si Nanlie frowned, pressed his hands, and walked directly to the big tree: "What you mean by this tree."

"Returning to the head, this is indeed the case. If you guess correctly, this tree is one of the entrances to Yin-Yang Ghost Market."

The old man called Elder Song took a pair of Bagua plates from a disciple beside him, walked directly to the big tree, became a Taoist finger, and pointed at the Bagua plate.

On the Bagua plate, the pointer suddenly changed and finally stayed on a hexagram.

"Please read the leader." Elder Song handed the gossip picture to Si Nanlie.

Si Nanlie looked at the Bagua Pan and he was familiar with the Bagua Yin and Yang since he was a child. The meaning of this hexagram is very obvious. He said that this tree has spatial fluctuations.

"It is estimated that the last moment of this fluctuation is three days ago, that is, the day when the leader of the Fang Alliance disappeared. Based on this clue, it is undoubtedly the Yin-Yang Ghost Market that abducted the leader of the Fang Alliance."

"Yinyang Ghost Market" Si Nanlie's eyes narrowed. According to this, Fang Mu was taken away by Yinyang Ghost Market. Why did these guys catch Fang Mu, a group of people who have been hiding in the dark, have appeared frequently in the world recently. What do they want to do?

"Sinan, I heard there is a clue"

At this moment, a Taoist rainbow broke through the sky from the sky and landed directly beside Si Nanlie, turning into Zhu Jiumo's figure.

"See Mr. Zhu Meng" and a group of disciples bowed one after another.

Zhu Jiumo looked at Si Nanlie in a narrow eye: "As soon as I heard there was a clue, I rushed over immediately. How about it, what's the matter?"

"Now we can confirm that it was made by Yin-Yang Ghost Market." Si Nanlie looked at the big tree and shouted loudly: "Splitting the tree for me."

"yes"

The disciples on the side responded, all of whom pulled out their long swords. In an instant, the sword energy spread across the tree. The entire big tree was instantly split into half. In the heart of the tree, a wisp of black smoke dissipated.

"It's indeed the entrance to the ghost market." Zhu Jiumo looked at the dissipated black smoke.

The entrance to the ghost market is invisible and illusory. Once it is destroyed by force, the entrance will immediately dissipate into black smoke.

"If it's a ghost market, things will be troublesome."

"I must send someone to the Yin-Yang Ghost Market immediately. My master's cultivation has dispersed and I must not be kept for a long time." Si Nanlie said in a narrow voice: "I will go to the heavens to listen now."

"Sinan" Zhu Jiumo frowned and shouted to Si Nanlie: "You should know the rules of heaven. If there is no power of Yue Fan in the mortal world, the heaven will not bring down the help of immortals and gods."

"But" Si Nanlie clenched his fists tightly.

"Wait, when that kid Yan Feng comes back, his strength is stronger than us and the entire human monks."

Qin Peng, who had been standing beside Qin Xiaobao, couldn't help but curl his lips when he listened to Si Nanlie and Zhu Jiumo's words: "Isn't it just Yin-Yang Ghost Market? What's the big deal?"

The sound was not loud, but no one here dared to speak except Si Nanlie and Zhu Jiumo. Although the sound was small, it was heard at once.

"Where did the kid come from so arrogant?"

Zhu Jiumo turned his head and looked at Qin Peng, and his tiger's eyes condensed.

"You, you glared

What am I doing? Qin Peng was so scared that he stood behind Qin Xiaobao: "It's just Yin-Yang Ghost Market, our Young Master Yu is so powerful."

Qin Xiaobao listened to the conversation between Zhu Jiumo and Si Nanlie and blinked. Although he didn't know what was going on, he still knew one thing, that is, Master Fang Mu was taken away by Yin-Yang Ghost Market.

During the days when everyone left, Qin Xiaobao's horizons had already opened up a lot, and he also knew that this world was far greater than what he knew before. This world is not only the human world, but also the heaven, the underworld, the demon world, and many potential unknown powerful forces.

Because the ghost-killing clan he was in was one of the many unknown powerful forces.

In the clan, he has seen many extremely powerful existences, which he has never seen before.

Of course, he also knows that Fang Mu, the first cultivator in the world in the past, is actually just a relatively powerful up-and-coming show in the eyes of these powerful forces. If he breaks through the Immortal Tribulation, he might still shock one side, but he did not break through the Immortal Tribulation.

Moreover, if he breaks through the immortal tribulation, he will not belong to the human world, but to the heaven.

"Boss, I think I can go to the ghost market to save people."

Qin Xiaobao walked up and spoke.

"Xiaobao, you" Si Nanlie frowned. Although he knew that Qin Xiaobao's identity must be different now, after all, in his opinion, Qin Xiaobao's cultivation level was fast, he could not have the ability to sneak into the ghost market alone.

"Xiaobao, don't cause trouble for the boss." Ning Wei, who was standing beside him, also stepped forward and pulled Qin Xiaobao, frowned and said.

"I didn't make any trouble."

Qin Xiaobao's face showed a serious look for the first time.

"Boss, have you forgotten, who am I?"

Qin Xiaobao had firmness in his eyes. When he slapped the white cloth behind him, the strip of white cloth suddenly turned around in the air. Qin Xiaobao's hand pressed on the hilt of the knife, and the white strips dissipated.

A five-foot-long sword as dark as ink appeared, and there was a skeleton on the hilt of the knife.

Killing the Ghost Sword

"The ghost clan is killed, but the ghost immortal."

Qin Xiaobao said word by word, from his body, a completely different aura scattered from before, causing Si Nanlie and Zhu Jiumo to frown and look horrified on his face.

Even Ning Wei next to him was surprised in her eyes. Is this still the little brat Qin Xiaobao he knew?

I have to say that Qin Xiaobao is more like a man standing tall and upright

Instead, Ning Wei's face looked better.

Qin Peng also ran forward, raised his head, his face full of pride.

"Our Young Master Yu is a wizard that is rare in a thousand years."

Si Nanlie listened to Qin Peng's words and muttered to himself: "Master Yu"

Looking at Qin Xiaobao at this moment, although there was still mud on his face and a little tender, he still couldn't hide his growth.

"Okay, I promise you"

After receiving Si Nanlie's reply, Qin Xiaobao grinned, shook his hand, and wrapped the ghost-killing sword with white strips again, scratching the back of his head.

"Well, boss, I'll take a shower first."

As he said that, he pulled Qin Peng and walked into the mountains.

"Xiaobao, why are you running into the mountains when you take a bath?" Ning Wei couldn't help but shout at Qin Xiaobao who disappeared into the forest.

"It's okay, I'll just find a puddle in the mountains."

Hearing this, Ning Wei was both laughing and angry, and laughing at the stinky brat, why is this stupid guy still so stupid? There are too many places to take a bath in the Maoshan Gate, so she has to find some water holes in the mountains.
Chapter completed!