A sound of ghost crying spread all around, and everyone could clearly see that a phantom suddenly appeared in the shape of the other party, then suddenly expanded, and then returned to its original shape.

This is the soul, if the momentum is louder, the souls of ordinary people will be exploded by the cry of ghosts.

The black gold ancient knife in Zhang Qilin's hand is like chopping melons and vegetables. Wherever he goes, not a blade of grass grows.

And every time Chu Lan hits thunder with his palm, there will be a large space in front of him.

Then, they were once again surrounded by crazy ghosts.

Manpower is sometimes poor, and this has already involved the territory of the ghost world, where no grass grows, and the aura is even more pitiful. Once the qi in their bodies is used up, they will be completely slaughtered by ghosts.

The ghost messenger dressed as a general, separated from Chu Lan by nearly ten thousand people, was floating in the air shouting, constantly urging the ghosts below to hurry up.

Chu Lan stared at him, and everyone knew the truth of capturing the thief first, as long as Chu Lan tried to kill him, all the ghosts would have no leader, and they would naturally disperse.

The leading ghost messenger wasn't stupid either. According to Chu Lan's blow to break up hundreds of people, there were at least five or six thousand people between them, and even if he tried his best, he couldn't reach him.

The next moment, he was dumbfounded.

Chu Lan turned into a bolt of lightning, howling everywhere he passed, and rushed in front of him in just five or six seconds.

Even his lieutenant general was scattered by his palm.

As soon as he had the idea of ​​running away, Chu Lan grabbed his neck.

"Want to die or live?"

Chu Lan's eyes were cold, and he swallowed in fright.

He shook his head firmly, "No, you can't go in!"

Let Chu Lan go in, it's okay if nothing happens, but if something happens, he will have to stay in the [-]th hell for hundreds of years.

Rather than that, it would be better to be beaten to death by Chu Lan on the spot, or to be tortured for hundreds of years.

"You are so tough!"

Chu Lan uttered a sentence through her teeth, and then she was quite helpless: "I said, I will not pose a threat to the book of life and death."

"It's not my bet."

The ghost messenger shook his head: "You are an unknown number. When you enter Fengdu, there is nothing that can restrain you. You can do whatever you want."

"I swear not."

"That's not OK!"

"No, why are you so awkward?"

Chu Lan sighed: "What is there to insist on? If I slap you, you will disappear from this world completely."

"No."

The ghost still shook his head.

"No, what's your name?"

If such a person died long ago, it should be recorded in the history books.

"The hour."

do not know.

At this time, Zhang Qilin rushed over, with the black gold ancient knife resting on Chen Shi's neck, and looked at them coldly: "Stop, or he will die."

"Kill them! Don't you think they can enter the city!"

Chen Shi yelled, but Zhang Qilin slashed his leg with a knife, and he grinned in pain.

Chu Lan smashed the thunder in the palm of the ghost with a smooth move, and nearly a hundred ghosts were scattered, and the other ghosts were so angry that their eyes were tearing apart, but there was nothing they could do.

There is no way, the leader who issued the ghost yuan was Chen Shi, and he died. These improvised troops would not be able to get rewards, and everyone immediately made way consciously.

Only the real city guards knew the seriousness of letting Chu Lan and the others in.

But only a few hundred city guards couldn't stop Chu Lan's move.

"Do you think they can stop us now?"

Chu Lan pointed at the city guards with disdain, and shook her head: "Don't worry, we will never go in and touch the book of life and death."

"I still say that, there is nothing to restrict you. After you go in, everything is in your mind."

Chen Shi snorted coldly: "It's up to you to kill or cut into pieces. The city lord has seen my loyalty. If you enter the city, someone will take care of you."

"Then I'll go meet your city lord."

Zhang Qilin pushed him: "Go to the city!"

All the ghosts didn't know what to do, they all gave way and let them in.

The buildings in the city are quite old, with a feeling of a small town in the south of the Yangtze River. The houses are staggered, and the bluestone slabs on the road have been in disrepair for a long time, and they creak when stepped on.

Just like this street, it was empty after entering, except for scattered human explorers, there was not a single ghost.

What about the ghost town?

After Chu Lan and Zhang Qilin looked at each other, Zhang Qilin suddenly covered his head and groaned in pain.

"what happened?"

Chu Lan supported him, and asked worriedly, this is a ghost town, and there are no shops in front of the village or back. It would be difficult to deal with Zhang Qilin's hidden illness.

Zhang Qilin shook his head in pain, breathing heavily, and pointed to a tavern not far away: "I remember I've been here before."

"Then go have a look."

Chu Lan dragged him to the tavern.

The flag of the tavern was dilapidated, hanging lifelessly on the flagpole, looking through the dilapidated window, there was no one inside.

But the strange thing is that in such a dilapidated tavern, there is not a trace of dust on the table, and there are even wine bowls on the table, with half of the unfinished wine left.

If it weren't for the ghostly atmosphere here, Chu Lan would have thought that she had come to a film and television base.

"There are no people, but there are ghosts."

Zhang Qilin regained his strength and shook his forehead, trying to get those useless memories out of his mind.

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