That night, everything was silent and blood was boiling. Dushuo Mountain, which was shrouded under the huge canopy of the innate ghost peach tree, was like a dormant giant beast, gradually falling asleep in the sound of the waves like a dream-like waves in the vast mirage.

The whimpering ghost cry suddenly broke the silence of the night sky, like crying and complaining, and it was so resentful that it made people feel that they stood upright after hearing it.

It was a wandering soul floating in the canopy of the tree, whimpering and whistling around a peach branch doing nothing. Tonight, most of the other ghosts were bound to the ground by the Ghost King, and I don’t know why this one was left here.

What it didn't know was that someone had just sneaked by in the branches not far away.

The dense branches and leaves did not hinder Liu Qinghuan at all, but instead allowed him to better use the flower transplanting technique, which was easier than walking on the flat ground.

He decided to explore this tonight after he was sure that the mysterious and strange Zhang Xianmiao had returned to the main trunk of the ghost peach tree. At the critical moment before opening the ghost gate, he shouldn't have taken such a risk, but Sansangmu suddenly had movement during the day, and his growth and strength were closely linked to himself, so he had to take this risk.

While sensing the faint meaning of the Sansang Wood, he was wandering around and moving quickly through the branches with clear goals. As he slowly approached a secret place, the bloody smell around him became more and more intense, almost to the point of disgusting.

Liu Qinghuan also gradually felt the difficulty, as if the branches of the innate ghost peach tree were no longer fine wood, but had become hard stones, making him feel difficult to move forward every step forward.

Liu Qinghuan was instead excited, which shows that he was looking for the right direction!

After a difficult journey, through the layers of wooden walls that were entangled and twisted like iron plates, the front suddenly became empty!

The eyes were red, and the blood was so rich that it gathered into a fog, filling this narrow, closed circular space.

And in a misty place, something is hidden in the center, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang...

I listened carefully, as if the sound of my heartbeat kept ringing regularly, and it unknowingly caused the beating of his heart in his chest to be synchronized with it!

Liu Qinghuan's expression changed slightly, and she quickly closed her five senses and suppressed her slightly impetuous qi and blood. She couldn't help but be amazed, but she didn't expect that there was such a place hidden in the canopy of the tree.

With a sweep of spiritual consciousness, I found a fist-sized peach hanging in the center of the rich blood mist?

He was a little surprised. He had never heard of the ghost peach tree that would even produce peaches, but no matter how much the other party said, it was a peach tree. It seemed reasonable to produce a peach.

I saw that the peach was small and exquisite, with a perfect peach heart shape, bright red color, like a crystal and luxurious ruby, and slightly undulating like a heart.

Liu Qinghuan felt joy falling from the sky, and he actually found the fruit of the innate ghost peach tree! It looked extraordinary, but I didn't know what magical effect this thing had.

Pass! Go quickly!

In consciousness, Sansangmu suddenly became excited, and clear thoughts were directly conveyed.

Liu Qinghuan stumbled down, grabbed the Nascent Soul hand in the dantian, grabbed a root that was cramped and curled in front of it, and asked, "What is ahead?"

The roots slapped the Nascent Soul anxiously, just constantly conveying the idea of ​​passing by.

The Nascent Soul was photographed falling from the round Dinghai Bead into a elixir. He couldn't help but waved his little hand in anger, flew back to the Dinghai Bead and turned into two, tearing the roots together.

"It's not that I don't agree, but the things inside look extraordinary at first sight. If you eat them, causing fluctuations and alarm the ghosts outside, it may affect our plan to open the ghost gate!"

The root stopped moving, and a roar suddenly rang in Liu Qinghuan's mind: "Whoever is surnamed Liu, hurry up and go to me! This place is all closed by the old peach tree. If I hadn't guided you, you would have thought you could have come in?!"

Liu Qinghuan almost fell out by the deafening voice, and said in surprise: "You... are you Sansangmu? Can you speak?"

The other party's voice was very tender and crisp, but his tone was extremely old-fashioned, just like a child trying hard to pretend to be an adult.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up!"

Liu Qinghuan hesitated and said, "Tell me first, picking the peach will not cause any abnormal movement, right? The matter of opening the ghost gate tomorrow is crucial to me!"

"Ahhhh!" Sansangmu was crazy and used his roots to thrust towards the Nascent Soul while screaming in his ear: "My surname is Liu, I will break my gratitude with you!"

The Nascent Soul could not stand obediently and let it suck. The Sai Ya ran around the sea of ​​spirit. Every time he was about to be hit, he used the magical powers that the Nascent Soul would naturally teleport. Moreover, Liu Qing also had two Nascent Souls. Not only could the positions of the two be interchanged, but they could also instantly escape to the other party and merge into one.

He felt a little strange and said, "If you directly extend your roots out of your dantian, I can't stop you. Why do you have to ask me to go there?"

"Are you stupid? Although the old peach tree turned a blind eye and didn't care much about the knot, if I dared to extend my body into its body, it would have to kill me."

"Ah, why doesn't it care?"

"Nonsense, have you ever heard of peach trees bearing peaches and keeping them from eating them?"

“…”

Liu Qinghuan is still waiting to ask again, Sansangmu has already surrendered: "Okay, okay, I promise that I will do it without knowing it, okay!"

Liu Qinghuan was actually just a guarantee for this sentence. Seeing that it was so anxious, she decided to put countless questions aside for the time being before asking. After a step forward, she escaped from the branches of the innate ghost peach tree.

A cheer came from his mind, and several roots rushed out of his dantian, wrapped around the blood peach, and leaped into it.

But the blood peach was as hard as a real ruby. After twisting for a while, one of the roots finally got into it. While cooing and sucking, it also let out an extremely despicable sigh.

Liu Qinghuan didn't expect that the Sansang Wood, who had been in his dantian for so long, had this kind of virtue and could not help but touch his forehead.

Before he could finish his annoyance, Sansangmu had already sucked the blood peach dry, leaving only a piece of skin. It suddenly "coughed", its roots trembled, and spit out a peach pit and threw it towards Liu Qinghuan.

"Reward you!"

Liu Qinghuan caught it and saw that the flat and round peach pits were like the best red jade, with wrinkles all over it, just like a sitting Buddha.

At this time, a few roots swayed like ropes, gathering the blood mist around them together, rubbing and rubbing them, stuffing them into the remaining peach skin, and a full blood peach reappeared!

Liu Qinghuan was dumbfounded. Is this OK?

"Haha, I have good skills, it's absolutely fine if I last three or five days!"

Sansangmu said proudly, and then all the roots quickly contracted and returned to his dantian.

Liu Qinghuan was speechless, and it was no longer appropriate to call him again.

This guy ran away without saying anything, and I don’t know how long I will sleep this time.

After putting away the peach pit, he would not stay for a long time. After confirming that no other traces were left, he returned the same way and touched the cave where he temporarily lived.

But as soon as I reached the entrance of the cave, Cuixu and others rushed out with a very serious expression.

Liu Qinghuan was stunned, thought for a moment, appeared behind a tree, and walked towards them.

When Cuixu saw him, his expression relaxed: "You are back, do you see Fellow Daoist Liu?"

Liu Qinghuan frowned. Sure enough, he didn't see Liu Zhenwu among the few people. He shook his head and said, "I walked around and didn't meet fellow Daoist Liu. What's wrong? But something happened?"

Cui Xu did not stop and said as he walked: "I just received news from another team of fellow Taoists who had not arrived yet. They were attacked by cultivators in the Yinyue Blood Realm, and suffered heavy casualties! In order to prevent things from changing, I can't wait until tomorrow night, so I will open the Ghost Gate immediately!"

Liu Qinghuan felt a stern heart and hurriedly followed: "Did you notify the Ghost King?"

"Well, we'll meet at the Ghost Gate."

He thought for a while and said, "Where are the Jindan monks outside the island?"

"I let all of them break into pieces, hide their whereabouts and leave the Mirage Sea."

Liu Qinghuan was a little anxious and asked Cuixu to borrow a water mirror. When the Jindan monks left, he gave his water mirror to Yun Zheng.

After seeing it, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when I saw the green dot outside the island away from Dushuo Mountain.

He was afraid that Yun Zheng would be stubborn again, so he and Mu Yinyin sneaked back.

Several people walked quickly and met Liu Zhenwu with a gloomy expression on the road.

Liu Qinghuan sneered secretly. This person probably came out after him, but the situation was urgent at this time and he had no time to care about these things.

When he arrived near the Ghost Gate, the Ghost King, the Corpse Demon, and Zhang Xianmiao had already arrived. After hearing Cuixu talk about the situation, he immediately decided to take action.

Zhang Xianmiao was still wearing white clothes and stood opposite the Ghost Gate: "Everyone, wait a moment. After listening to me, you can use the strongest attack."

The others were a little puzzled, but he stopped talking, his eyes drooped and stood still for a moment, and a low chanting sound rang out from his mouth.

I saw him raise his arms lightly, and as his palms swayed, a ray of white light suddenly appeared. It was as thin as a gossip, but it had a dazzling light that could not be seen directly.

The light threads became thicker and thicker, and suddenly they walked away, walking like a dragon in the air, quickly drawing a ghost head with a fierce face. Its eyes were wide open and looked down on all living beings, both of which looked evil and vicious, and also showed a magnificent and powerful righteous spirit.

Zhang Xianmiao kept on his hands, and countless mysterious patterns and words were born around the ghost head, slowly forming an extremely complex pattern.

Everyone else held their breath and concentrated. The six Nascent Soul monks from Yunmengze separated from the Ghost Sect and waited for his actions.

Zhang Xianmiao sweated like rain, her face gradually flushed and soon shed a rapid paleness. Obviously, what he was doing was not so easy.

The pattern made of light silk gradually became complete, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a token with a strange shape. The powerful aura continued to spread out, and the white ripples spread out forced the Ghost King, and the corpse demon retreated step by step, completely unable to get close to him.

The atmosphere near the Ghost Gate became extremely tense, as if there was a fierce sword that slowly unsealed the seal. If you were not careful, it would suddenly kill people!

Fortunately, the people present were all cultivators above the Nascent Soul. After the experience of the inner demon, their minds were extremely tenacious, so they did not lose their minds under such threats.

Suddenly, Zhang Xianmiao's pale face turned red as blood, and the blue veins on her face arched high, and a mouthful of green blood was spewed out!

The long pattern in the air suddenly condensed, and it burst out with dazzling golden light like a substance, and rushed into the middle of the arch formed by the branches of the innate ghost peach tree in the blink of an eye.

There was only a loud bang, and the light burst out!

Liu Qinghuanxu narrowed his eyes and saw two magnificent doors appearing in the originally empty arch!

"Do it!"

Zhang Xianmiao shouted loudly, and his breath became sluggish at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Liu Qinghuan looked cold and solemn. He raised his finger and a beam of light shot out. He was the first to hit the Ghost Gate faster than others, making a loud bang. Then three other fingers of light spots were at the same place. The Ghost Gate shook violently for a few times, and the increasingly larger ripples dispersed.

He did not come up with the Nine-Curve Hongchen Score, so the score was a Taoist technique with a huge range, which was not suitable at this time. Instead, the Qiankun Finger, which was extremely fast and powerful, was more suitable.

At this time, the magic of others also arrived. For a moment, various spiritual lights poured out like a storm, and earth-shaking sounds spread throughout the fields!

Everyone had already taken the sharpest means at this time. The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations gradually formed a powerful hurricane. The nearby plants, trees, soil and rocks exploded and cracked, and the sky was raised.

The ghost door shaking more and more violently, and cracks appeared between the two closed doors, and the gaps became larger and larger!

The Ghost King shouted excitedly in the distance: "Okay, work harder! It's almost broken, hahaha... who!"
To be continued...