Otherworldly Merchant

Black smoke rolls in the clouds, and the blindfolded eyes don't look very far.

All of a sudden, my eyes lit up and into an empty area, even though I was only a soul at the moment, once I broke through the cloud barrier, it was still like a stone falling into the lake, stirring a circle.

And at this time, we can't just follow the wind and step on the ground and make a slight noise.

There's plenty of space here, almost a dozen football fields in size.

There is a blue-white stone sculpture everywhere, one the size of a real person, male or female, old or young, in different shapes, except for Shaw, the only thing that is the same is that each person has a long needle with red blood and red on their eyebrows more than seven inches long.

At the heart of this stone sculpture, a tall platform is built.

A straight step goes straight up and you can't even see the top.

Wang Daochang looked at his hands that were no longer transparent and frowned at them with some confusion and said: “Is this the domain of…? ”

Zhang Dongyue's activities took place, and he smiled bitterly and asked back: “Brother Huang, this shrine is the place where you teach Dragon Gate to defend himself, even if you are confused, we don't know. ”

Wang Daochang guessed correctly, this is really the domain.

According to the Yin Dynasty Scripture, the concentration of Yin Qi or the vastness of Yang Qi can create an isolated and independent space, referred to as domain. Where the yin qi is concentrated is called: the ghost domain, the vast sun is called: the divine domain.

Like the ghost realm beneath the Usuri River, it was formed by the evil dragon that condensed the shadows of thousands of dead spirits.

But you can build on the original domain and seal it to create another domain.

Just like Haunted City, it's something like this.

However, the amount of spiritual power needed to condense into a domain in the domain is enormous, and there are only a handful of places in the world to look.

Moreover, those who are capable of doing so are rare and have been nothing more than three or two for thousands of years.

Even the ancient spirits beyond the clouds can't do it!

Huangdao long-faced pinched two fingers, standing with a peach wooden sword to recite words.

A red yellow light scattered.

The stone statue, illuminated by yellow light, wobbled slightly and the crushed stone powder pounded straight down.

Knock!

With an explosion, a long mark was suddenly split on the Peach Wood Sword, and Wong Dao Chang swung along with him and nearly fell to the ground.

“No! Let's go.” Wong Dao Chang was too late to hide the face of the wolf and shouted in panic.

But as soon as I turned around, I stuck around and took several steps backwards.

Zhang Dongyue and I turned around and saw a sudden appearance of an eye in the cloud behind us!

Yes, the eyes!

In the dark clouds, dense and numb are filled with millions of eyes. Some anger, some sorrow, some despair, some desolation... look at us with blood.

“This...” Huang Dao took two steps back, shouting in horror: “We've been set up! We didn't lure the corpse all the way here, but someone deliberately tried to lure us in! ”

Zhang Dongyue said: “You are the one who led the rush in. What's going on here? Don't you even know? ”

“Every year I come to the Sanctuary to give a sacrificial gift, and this cloud is in the process of dedicating itself. But this is just a place of chaos. Where has this ever happened? While the master was still here, I asked him what the cloud was and why it was different from those spirits out there. The teacher just sighed and didn't say much. Who knows... who knows what's going to happen. ”

From the tone of the voice, Wang Daochang is already a little panicked.

With his fixation and strength, he fears something like this, which is certainly very powerful.

“Now that they're all here, let's go up and have a look!” I said, straight up to the high ground.

That's not to say my fix is deeper and stronger than his.

Instead, I found the ramp up the steps in the distance, very familiar.

The Ninth Tower illusion also has a long step leading straight to the palace, and if you look at this stone sculpture all over the ground as a thousand skeletons, it's almost exactly like the middle view inside!

The Ninth Life Tower is the top priority of the Nine Phantoms, or, without the Ninth Life Tower, there are no Phantoms, let alone the Nine Phantoms.

Several moments of adventure, I relied on the Ninth Life Tower to help me survive. But I still don't know what the secret is in this Nine Life Tower.

Today, in this ancient and present fairy realm, in the mysterious cloud monster domain, there is another exactly the same scene, how can I miss it?

And we really have no choice now.

The man in the black sword worked so hard to get us all the way here to draw a bigger trap and hook us up?

What the hell is he doing all this for?

Isn't he the same person who's behind this?

The Great Devil's Nine Turns Back to the Soul Array, the Great Divine Hole, the Shinto, are all his successive blocked eyes?

As Zhang Yiuwu said, his real purpose is me?

Reaper, Chunhua blossom, Zhang Dongdu, one after the other is both mysterious and amazing identity, what is hidden.

Enough!

I'm tired of guessing. I'm tired of thinking!

The person behind the scenes has been hiding his identity, he is thinking about the purpose...

All the truth is in front of us!

As soon as I get to the high ground, I can solve all of this.

Don't say that you are under heavy siege at this time, even if it is possible to escape, I will find out!

“Jiulin, wait...” Zhang Dongyue reached out his arm and just said half a sentence, suddenly choking.

I turned around and Zhang Dongyue had turned into a stone sculpture.

The same was true of Dao Huang, who stood next to him, who still maintained a momentary deity, compared to the stone carvings around him, except for a drop of a long needle in his eyebrow.

Find the truth, find the real killer, get the secret of Jiusheng Tower, heal Zhang Huang and the two...

The only way is to get to the high ground.

I turned my head and went forward with a big step that was irreversible.

Walking, walking, suddenly discovering a statue, is so familiar!

A robe, three long beards, sitting on the floor, staring at something, this is... the old pigeon!

Wrinkled, angry eyes open, big mouth... this is the ghost gossip horse half fairy I killed.

He was not tall and had a goat-like mustache on his chin, which was a river fish.

The one next to him, who looks exactly like him, but smiles all over his face is Jiang Da Fish.

Everyone, like other stone sculptures, has a long needle in their eyebrows.

What the hell is going on here?