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Chapter 1966: Ghost World 1

Ghost Realm.

As the name suggests, only the soul in the underworld can step into the footsteps.

Among all directions, only ghosts are difficult to enter.

When the disaster in the Middle Three Realms was in chaos, there was only this place where peace and isolation from the world. Only the Evil Emperor had stepped into the ghost world. Apart from that, no living person had stepped into the middle Three Realms.

The four directions never move easily, and even the Nine Palaces and Twelve Halls have very little understanding of the four directions. In the Middle Three Realms, the four directions are not so much the four directions as the four directions, but they are four legends that are rarely known, but they are lingering in people's hearts, full of mystery and miracles.

Everyone only knows that the ghost world is one of the four directions, but no one knows where the road to the ghost is.

In the dark ghost world, there is no sunshine, no white clouds floating, and no blue sea and blue sky. There is like a world under the night sky, like a night sky but no stars and moon.

The strange houses are not visible, they are made of, they are like crystal clear glass, but they can separate their sight. The green and orange-yellow lights linger on the streets, and at first glance, they are very wonderful.

Beautiful and dazzling.

The black skeleton horses came from behind with dark red flames. The black ribs were hanging from the black ribs, and the blood-red eyes were unruly. The four were divided into two groups, and the black carriage was pulled in a series of them from the wide streets.

The wheels rolled past, and Tongling, which fell on the eaves of the carriage, made a crisp sound.

On the street, if you look closely, it will be shocking and indescribable.

He had ever seen a Fang Tian Huaji twisting his body and jumping to the small restaurant with the word "wine" hanging. He had ever seen the mace in the pub wearing a second brother's apron walking with a pot of metal on one end of the stick.

A mountain-opening axe was standing by the table, talking to Chongshan Shield beside him in a strange voice, and a pair of flying claws at the same table were holding the wine glass with one claw and pouring it on himself...

"Fuck! I'm really open today!!" In the flame skeleton carriage, Qiao Chu widened his eyes and looked at the scene in the ghost world.

A conscious weapon that can move and speak.

Animals that can speak human language, and the willow trees that are charmingly crossing the street with graceful flower vines...

After Qiao Chu grew up so old, he realized that there was such a wonderful place in the world.

The spirit of the instrument, beast spirit, plant-based ring spirit, the ring spirit that people have obtained has been freed from the shackles of humans in the ghost world, and lives alone in this world that belongs to them, living in a completely free and magical way.

"It's really, it's so amazing." Rong Ruo looked at everything outside in surprise. They came in a flaming skeleton carriage. During the whole process, Jun Wuyao refused to allow them to look out. It was not until a long time later that Jun Wuyao promised them to look around, but this look surprised them.

They always feel that it takes only half a day to leave the city of the Twelve Palace Summit, so why did they reach the ghost world so quickly?

Looking at the strange creature that would never appear in daily life, the teenagers would not have doubted where they were coming.

Jun Wuxie looked at the mysterious and unknown ghost world. Even as calm as her, he couldn't help but open his eyes slightly and looked at this mysterious country that had never been set foot in by outsiders.
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