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Chapter 195 Peng Ran's Support

The green plants of Wanyao Cong are like a sea, stretching endlessly, as if stretching all the way to the horizon. If you look down from the sky, it will be like blue waves winding and undulating billions of hectares. The scenery is truly mysterious.

But for mortals who shuttle among them and have never practiced before, they will die.

The early morning wind was a bit damp and cold, Jiang Chengzuo rubbed his face fiercely, stood on the edge of the open space and sighed, a white mist dispersed.

This clearing was cut out last night by a few war ghosts. Right now, there are only four fighting ghosts standing in the clearing like a mountain like a mountain. The other four are nowhere to be seen.

Compared with the imagination in his mind, the reality undoubtedly slapped Jiang Chengzuo hard. It turns out that the master monk is not omnipotent.

Mortal blood is too weak to be shrouded in dark mist for a long time, otherwise ghost energy will invade the body. Among the eight people on Jiang Cheng's left, there are two half-sized children, and they can't last too long.

The eight war ghosts teamed up to drive the dark mist, and they could only fly away for three hours a day. It wasn't that the ghosts couldn't bear it, but that people couldn't hold on.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Cheng walked towards one of the war ghosts with big left strides, his chest jumping violently.

Jiang Cheng stood three feet in front of the war ghost, there was no movement in the bright armor, just like a statue of a dead creature,

"My ghost, the dry food we brought from the city is about to be eaten up."

As soon as the words fell, two balls of dark flames lit up in the hole in the helmet, and the whole statue moved as if resurrected, and the ghost hand that had been supporting the frost blade on the waist suddenly tightened its grip.

After a long time, an intermittent voice came from the armor: "Dry food...that is...what?"

Jiang Chengzuo hurriedly took out the fried noodles and jerky, and brought them up, "Ghost, this is what I've been waiting for for the past few days. I'm barely full and hungry, but I'm almost done."

Although he felt sick from eating, it was better to eat something bad than nothing, Jiang Chengzuo kept reminding himself not to get carried away.

The ghost hand grabbed it suddenly, pinched a pinch of the fried noodles, and lifted it to the hole to observe.

Noisy!

As soon as the underworld fire circled around, the rough powder was reduced to ashes.

The frost blade flashed, and the silvery light of the knife disappeared, and the jerky turned into fine gravel.

"It's... useless to fight..." Wen's voice came out with a strong but firm voice.

Jiang Cheng let out a cold sweat in shock, and quickly corrected him: "Master Ghost, food and dry food are not for fighting, but for keeping us alive. If you don't eat, you will have no strength, and if you don't eat, you will starve to death."

Ming Kai froze for a moment and fell into a long silence. After a long time, another voice came out, "Understood..., wait..."

Zheng!

The ghost hand flicked on the frost blade, and a clear and clear knife sound echoed from where the two stood.

The eyes of the war ghosts who were originally scattered suddenly lit up with dark flames, like blood-red fiery eyes, with a fierce aura.

A few flashes of golden light were seen, and the eight war ghosts had all arrived in front of Jiang Chengzuo.

"They...need...to maintain their dharma bodies, and they also need...replenish... regularly." The voice of the war ghost just now came, and the other war ghosts all nodded their heads.

A ghost hand stretched out in front of Jiang Chengzuo, and spread it out suddenly, "This is a spirit stone...it can replenish spirit energy...can you eat it..."

Jiang Cheng's left face changed slightly, he smiled with difficulty, and shook his head: "So that all the ghost masters know, I and other mortals can't bear this thing."

"I don't know...how the food comes, you...do you know?" A war ghost took a step forward, speaking faster.

"You can buy it, but there is no square market here. If you see living people or see the square market later, you can buy some. Right now, please kill some wild animals, which can be used as food."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Jiang Chengzuo immediately felt that the war ghosts on the opposite side seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, although they did not move.

"It turns out that...the body is needed...I understand..."

boom!The golden light flashed away, and the five war ghosts walked away through the dark mist.

Not long after, there were howls from far and near in the mountains and forests. Jiang Cheng's mouth felt a little dry when he heard it, and his hands couldn't help shaking a few times.

An hour later, dozens of wolves, fierce tigers, giant bears... were thrown in the open space, and even a few war monsters were cut in two.

The sound of urgency and urgency reappeared in Jiang Cheng's left ear, "The blood of these corpses...is barely...usable, and fresh...is it enough?"

Jiang Cheng looked at the pile of beast corpses like a hill in front of him, secretly swallowed his saliva, "Enough! Enough! There are still more."

"Then...well, I will tell you...if you have something to say in the future."

The urgent need in front of him was resolved, but seeing the eight war ghosts turned into statues again, without moving or speaking, Jiang Chengzuo realized that there would be more troubles in the days to come.

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"Brother, I didn't expect you to come so fast." Ji Cuiyu said with a smile.

It was a sure thing to order someone from the Tanzong to come to support him, but Wan Guifeng moved the fastest, and directly pulled people over in the name of his disciple's experience.

"My master is in retreat, the old man Yin is going out to visit friends, Xie Fengzhu is not easy to go down the peak, so I have to bring people over to help you build the ghost formation, I am just a real person, I shouldn't do my best in the peak Are you going to prepare to deal with the Golden Core Heavenly Tribulation?"

Peng Ran was mumbling over there.

Since Luo Yun proved the golden core, he has been working hard for a while, but it is a pity that he went to delve into his way of raising ghosts after a while, and went out to find the secret realm without anything to do.

It happened that Xie Lijun was trapped by the gods and demons, and he didn't care about him, but let him live happily for a while.

It wasn't until Ji Cuiyu's spiritual news came back to the peak that there was a real shortage of manpower, so Peak Master Xie called him in front of him for a while and ordered him to help.

"How many secret places have you found recently?" Ji Cuiyu smiled slightly.

In terms of quality, Jin Guanran and Zheng Bingchen are both top-notch, and in terms of luck, Peng Ran is the best monk he has ever seen.

After all, back then in the Golden Core Ghost Mansion, he also secretly shouted against the sky.

"It's strange to say that I have been to nine consecutive secret realms in vain recently. I wonder if my luck has run out."

Peng Ran stood with his hands behind his back, his face quite gloomy. Ever since he became a Daoist, he had never been in such an embarrassing time. The disciples in charge of purchasing treasures in the peak always stared at him when they saw him, but recently they really had nothing in their hands. Live up to.

"By the way, why did you think of building a ghost array?" Peng Ran asked curiously.

"I want to open a Nether Exit here, and use a ghost array to connect to a Nether Realm."

"You want to get through the Netherworld?" Peng Ran's face suddenly showed great interest, "My way of beast ghosts has already reached a bottleneck, and I can't go any further. If I can get through the Netherworld, I will just collect some materials."

The land of the Nether has always been a taboo place for living beings. Many ghost kings and mothers have accumulated over countless years, but even in the most powerful period of the demon clan and heavenly demons, they cannot occupy the Nether for a long time.

"Don't think about victory, think about defeat first, leave a back road to Nether, if something goes wrong, you can escape, the demon saint's body is like a mountain, but it is difficult to pass through the entrance of Nether."

Ji Cuiyu smiled calmly, what he didn't say was that this was also a weapon of treasure.

(End of this chapter)