The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

The figure in the darkness quickly disappeared.

Lowering his eyes slightly and gazing at the picture of a beautiful woman admiring flowers on the table, a hint of tenderness instantly appeared on the corners of Biancheng's mouth, diluting the hostility and murderous intent around him.

But when a bright red spot on the table caught his eye, Biancheng's watery eyes were instantly covered with a thin layer of coldness, and his heart was filled with pain.

"Why is something that is only used during a wedding in Yanyan's hands? Could it be that..."

Biancheng took a few steps and suddenly stopped.

The Ten Thousand Year Old Snow Silk of the Heavenly Silkworm is a rare treasure for forging tools. Ordinary cultivators cannot possibly possess it. Even the aristocratic families of cultivators and the major sects cannot possibly have it.

It is even more impossible to be so extravagant as to use such a precious treasure to make a headband for a wedding!

Plus the unique aura of ten thousand years of black ice on this headband...

Biancheng's face turned pale and he thought of someone.

The extraordinary ancestor of the Hehuan Sect, Jun Xiuyuan.

Countless whispers rang in my ears.

Biancheng's expression changed.

He noticed that outside the Ghost King's palace, the leader of the Hehuan Sect was secretly discussing him.

............

In front of the Paradise Weiyang Palace.

Zhongli Chenyin and Mu Yao shivered, huddled together with their backs pressed together, and complained.

"Yao'er, do you think Master's Wife... Yanyan is in there?"

Zhongli Chenyin's face was pale and terrified. He stared at the skulls and rolling eyeballs on the black city wall. His scalp tingled and cold sweat broke out on his back...

"Master, we saw Yanyan go in with our own eyes, how could it be fake? If we don't go in now, I'm afraid that Master's grandmother and the others will be eaten by the Ghost King."

Mu Yao pulled Zhongli Chenyin and was about to go in.

"When the time comes, we'll be in big trouble if we go back..."

"I'm afraid of ghosts. Look at so many eyeballs. Is this Ghost King sick? Why did he dig out so many eyeballs?" Zhongli Chenyin was horrified and held Mu Yao's arm tightly.

Seeing his master's frightened look, Mu Yao was speechless.

Is he a disciple or a master?

After all, he is a powerful spirit, how can he be as timid as an ant...

However, he didn't dare say it out loud. "Master, it's time for us to go in."

Zhongli Chenyin swallowed and nodded, saying timidly, "Okay then, let's go in. You go knock on the door..."

"That evil ghost is so scary, and its tongue is so disgusting. I'm afraid it will stretch out all of a sudden and wrap around my neck, which would be terrible."

Zhongli Chenyin said this as he casually wrapped a thick scarf around himself, and only then did he feel a little relieved.

Mu Yao rolled his eyes and went to knock on the door.

boom……

The master and the disciple were both blasted out by a terrifying ghost energy.

The countless ferocious ghosts on the evil ghost pattern seemed to come alive, spitting out eerie ghost air at the two of them and making eerie ghost laughs.

Countless white eyeballs rolled around, locking onto the two people's positions.

The two men's faces turned pale, and they ran away with a ghostly aura, escaping far away from the Weiyang Palace.

It’s definitely not that they are afraid.

It's just that evil spirits are so disgusting.

On the way back, the two met Jin Guanglin who was following them secretly.

Zhongli Chenyin thought that Jin Guanglin was the head of the Jin family after all.

I shouldn't be afraid.

They might go again.

Mu Yao asked: "Should we turn back?"

Zhongli Chenyin's chest heaved violently. He nodded, shook his head, and nodded again.

"go……"

"I'm a little scared again..."

"Forget it, I'm not going."

"No, Master's Wife is there..."

However, when the three of them turned back.

The Weiyang Palace disappeared.

The three of them were so angry that they were swearing and cursing the Ghost King.

.........

Inside the secret room.

A sharp cough suddenly broke out.

The fingertips of Biancheng holding the hairband turned white, and there was a bottomless vortex hidden in the clear eyes.

"Haha, Master's Wife..."

Biancheng couldn't help but be slightly startled, and felt a dull pain in his heart for no reason.

Did he stay in the den of evil for too long?

So much so that he even missed the wedding of the Hehuan Sect’s ancestor?

No, absolutely not.

He waited for a hundred years.

A hundred years of suffering.

It was hard to reunite with him.

He would never let anyone take him away.

Even if that person is the ancestor of the Hehuan Sect.

In the secret room, Bian Cheng's figure was cold and lonely.

It's like a white flower floating in the underworld.

Beneath the pure and flawless appearance.

Hidden is the inky darkness.

White fingers gently brushed the deadly red ribbon.

The corners of Biancheng's mouth rose slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Yanyan, no one can stop us..."

He carefully put away the scroll on the table and placed it in the secret compartment of the secret room.

She put the hairband back into her sleeve and left the secret room.

............

On the way out of the Ecstasy Cave, Huai Yan met Shen Ci.

Shen Ci was like a frightened bird, being harassed by a group of delicate and soft beauties with makeup on their faces.

"Little Master, come and play..."

A group of beauties smiled sweetly, covered their lips and faces with handkerchiefs, and shyly threw flowers to him.

The leader was a beautiful ghost girl with icy skin and a collar that exposed her breasts. She threw her pink gauze shawl directly at Shen Ci.

Shen Ci threw the gorgeous flower bud full of the scent of powder on the ground in disgust and crushed it, and then chopped the pink cloud gauze with a palm, which aroused the anger of everyone. He was dragged upstairs by the male and female ghosts who laughed and told him to apologize to Sister Bai, otherwise they would not let him leave.

When Huai Yan came.

Shen Ci's eyes lit up.

It was like seeing a savior, and I waved to him excitedly.

"Yanyan, save me~~~~"

Huai Yan was speechless. He walked over and shone the Dragon Flame Sword. The sword energy from the Dragon Flame Sword shook the ghost bodies, frightening them to death and causing them to flee.

Among them, Sister Bai, as mentioned by the female and male ghosts, glanced at Huai Yan secretly, then her face changed slightly and she quickly ran away.

Huai Yan frowned as he looked at the place where the other person disappeared, then looked away.

"Okay, let's go!"

Shen Ci blushed and followed Huai Yan out of the ecstasy cave.

Huai Yan was a little puzzled. He glanced up and down at Shen Ci and said with a meaningful smile, "Why are you blushing so much? Can't you bring yourself to do something to such a beautiful woman?"

Shen Ci shook his head in horror, afraid that Huai Yan had misunderstood something.

Feeling aggrieved, he hurried to explain.

"No, Yanyan, I saw the bones in the Land of the Dead. I wanted to look for clues..."

He looked at Huai Yan with wet eyes and a pitiful look.

"It's the one named Bai! I saw that her true form is a skeleton, possessed by the undead."

Huai Yan narrowed his eyes when he heard this. Somehow, he suddenly thought of Bian Cheng's face, which was as gentle as jade and very harmless.

"It seems that the Land of the Dead has long been the territory of the Ghost King!"

But now is not the time to talk about this.

The current enemies are Yun Ji and those from Qingyun Peak.

Of course, there is also a scourge mixed in between the demons and the righteous, that is Ye Qinlang.

Ye Qinlang had harmed him and Senior Brother Shen to this point in his previous life, so he couldn't just let it go like this!

He felt that the corpse of Bai Zhanliang, whom he had conjured up before, had been swallowed by the monster.

Huai Yan curled the corners of his mouth slightly and activated the Nine-Turn Glaze Technique.

The terrifying and ferocious monster seemed to be bewitched in an instant.

Jump out of the abyss.

Following Ye Qinlang's breath, he headed towards the ghost den.

Huai Yan whispered a few words into Shen Ci's ear.

After hearing this, Shen Ci looked horrified and his heart started beating wildly!

He stared at Huai Yan in shock, anger burning in his eyes. "Ye Qinlang, how dare he!!!!!"

"Hurry up and come back!" Huai Yan urged. "This Ghost Den Auction is a grand event, with cultivators from all over the world gathering here. Ye Qinlang will definitely not miss this opportunity! He will slaughter all the cultivators and offer them to the demon god he calls him!"

"I understand. Yanyan, wait for my news! I won't let him succeed." Shen Ci's expression was extremely solemn. He turned quickly and headed towards the direction of Qingfeng Sect.

..............

At the same time, deep in the void.

Three earth-shaking sounds of fighting were heard, and an extremely terrifying aura vibrated in the void, and the entire Netherworld was shaking.

The three of them were Jin Jizi and Demon Lord Qingtian who were fleeing wildly. Behind them, roaring like a dragon and spitting fireballs, was the current Demon Emperor Black Dragon Yuanzhen.

Huai Yan's pupils constricted as he looked at the black dragon deep in the void and sighed imperceptibly.

"Alas... Who would have thought that the insolent Black Dragon Demon Emperor, whose might reigned supreme throughout the heavens and earth, would be flayed alive and have his tendons pulled out by the Blue-Eyed Blue Owl, all for the sake of earning a smile from his beloved, Young Master Qi Yu? How pathetic!!!"

"His heart was as high as the sky, but he died miserably! There were green mountains everywhere, but there was no place for his bones to be buried. In the end, he could only be refined into pills by Hao Yuan and Qi Yu. How tragic can it be!!!"

Huai Yan seemed to be muttering to himself, but every word he said fell into the ears of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon Yuan Zhen without missing a word.

The hundred-foot black dragon in the depths of the void opened its eyes wide and roared like thunder.

In a pair of golden vertical pupils, an angry volcano erupted instantly.

Inside, black flames of hatred burned fiercely, erupting with terrifying murderous intent!

"Haoyuan!!!! He's not dead!!!"

"Qi Yu, what a Qi Yu!!!"

"Haha, a pair of adulterers!!! You dare to set your sights on this emperor? You're courting death!!!"

The earth-shaking roars of anger shook the world!

“Ah!! Ah, Ah!!”

The terrifying sound waves surged and spread in all directions. Wherever they went, the wind and clouds changed color and the void collapsed!

"Damn, is this old dragon crazy?"

"Isn't it just that I almost grilled him? Why are you so angry?"

Jin Jizi and Demon Lord Qingtian's expressions changed drastically. They fled into the void respectively without staying in their original places.

They don’t want to encounter the rampaging old dragon!

.........

Huai Yan went to the Ghost Forest where Yun Ji and the Su family were.

The outskirts of the Ghost Forest are now crowded with people.

They are all cultivators from major sects and families.

They were hunted by the undead and fled all the way to the ghost realm.

I was exhausted both physically and mentally and wanted to go into the city to rest.

However, he never expected that he would run into the leader of Qingfeng Sect, the Su family of Zhongzhou, the crazy corpse-refining ghost, and the soul-devouring monster Yaoyue. The three forces were confronting each other here.

Everyone immediately became interested and stayed, folding their arms to watch the fun.

...........