In the Western Regions, yellow sand is long and sand hills are connected, and the waves are like ripples, rippling with the wind.

In the distant sky, several sword lights cut through the sky.

The disciples who entered the swordsmanship suddenly threw Qiao Yuanshan and others down from a height of more than ten meters.

Qiao Yuanshan immediately unloaded his strength in the air, and then steadily landed on the desert, trampling a big hole in the desert.

But he was prepared, but other junior brothers and sisters may not be prepared.

"Ouch!"

Several junior brothers and sisters were directly hit on the sand dune. Fortunately, their physical fitness was just a pain.

"Senior Brother Luo, why did you suddenly come like this?"

Junior Sister Wang flipped over the sand for several times before stopping, and asked quickly.

Senior Brother Luo smiled: "Why? This is a true rule. The first time I took you to fight the sword, I will definitely throw you into it once."

After saying that, the disciples who were in the house who were holding swords laughed.

It seems like I was recalling the way I was thrown back then.

It's also so embarrassing.

Qiao Yuanshan shook his head, these senior brothers used them to recall their youth.

However……… Qiao Yuanshan looked at the people around him and shook his head.

I guess in a few years his junior brothers and sisters will continue to continue this method to their junior brothers and sisters in the future, with the beautiful name "Inheritance".

The disciples of Quanzhen Sect were the first to come to the Western Regions. According to the senior brothers, except for the sword immortal who was driving swords, the rest were all turtles.

So, on the yellow sand in the desert, Qiao Yuanshan had to stand up with the sun and wait for the turtle with his brothers.

Until the afternoon, all the talents from the five factions arrived.

"Senior Brother Qiao, do you see the one from the Tianshi Mansion? It should be Zhang and his party on the second-place list of young students. He is probably looking at your position!"

Zhao Yan's face was still a little red and swollen, but she couldn't tell if she didn't look carefully.

Since she beat this junior sister, Qiao Yuanshan always felt that her eyes looked at her were a little strange.

Beat it hard?

Qiao Yuanshan couldn't figure it out either, so he looked over in the direction Zhao Yan said.

I saw a young man in the Tianshi Mansion looking at the Quanzhen Sect, but his eyes were not on Qiao Yuanshan, but on the uncle Li Mubai.

Is this a replacement for Uncle Master’s own?

This is also quite interesting.

Qiao Yuanshan smiled, but also felt the pressure.

In a time of great struggle, even the Taoist disciples held their breath and wanted to compete.

The mysterious man, known as Bai Xiaosheng, even sent them all to the arena with a list.

How could they not fight?

According to the master, when you are young and strong at the age of 20 or 30, you can be able to be clear and have few desires as soon as you enter the Taoist sect.

If you don’t fight, how to let go.

"Stop watching, it's not a Taoist competition. I won't go straight to you. The comparison is your performance in this trial."

The Senior Brother Luo spoke, asking Qiao Yuanshan and others to retract their gaze.

But Qiao Yuanshan knew that there would always be a competition this time. At least as the top young student of Quanzhen Sect, he could not be named Quanzhen.

In the yellow sand, the people who were in the Nirvana of the Ming Dynasty quickly brought everyone to the depths of the desert, which was already within the range of the wandering souls. Tonight they will look for the ghost town deep in the desert here.

The endless desert is empty and high, majestic and magnificent.

A group of people standing in the desert couldn't help but look small.

The sun sets westward, and the bright red is silent on the horizon, almost dyeing the desert red.

This originally desolate and tragic scenery has a hint of gloomy coolness.

That is the yin energy overflowing from the Loulan Ghost Town.

After the sunset sets, this yin energy becomes more obvious, and the dark blue ghost fire on the desert appears and disappears from time to time.

The yellow sand has turned into a dark blue color.

Qiao Yuanshan can feel the covetousness in the darkness through the traction of Qi in his body.

The gaze followed like a shadow, as if he was staring behind everyone all the time.

The next moment, the dark blue fire became brighter and brighter, and it was connected in a trance.

It seemed like the entire desert was burning, and the gloomy and cold light made it look like hell.

"Towards the dense ghost fire, the wandering souls here are not important. The ghost town in the desert is our destination this time. These wandering souls will be our guiding lights."

Luo Tianyun, a true disciple of Taiyi Mountain, spoke.

In his opinion, these wandering souls are just unlucky people assimilated by ghost towns, and only ghost towns are the key points.

According to the experience passed down from generation to generation, ghost towns are caused by the burial of a city due to some kind of disaster or foreign objects.

This kind of ghost city will form strange ghost creatures, which can spread, and the most obvious diffusion feature is the formation of wandering souls.

As long as the ghosts are not eradicated, this kind of wandering soul is endless.

Therefore, it is meaningless to face the wandering soul directly. It cannot be cut off or killed.

This is not only the Quanzhen Sect, but also the five Taoist sects quickly passed through the ghost fire and headed towards the dazzling blue in the distance.

During this period, sometimes wandering souls will be revealed in the dark blue ghost fire.

The Taoist sects were slashed down one after another, and these wandering souls had no wisdom at all. They were just walking corpses. As long as they were cultivators one-on-one, they would find it difficult to cause harm to cultivators.

Qiao Yuanshan also saw these wandering souls, and for the first time he saw the strangeness of the Taoist world.

In the dark blue flames, the wandering souls connected by dry bones and flesh seemed to crawl out of the yellow sand of the earth.

Extremely weird.

However, under the swords of the crowd, it was as fragile as yellow sand and shattered as soon as it touched.

Under the dim starlight, the desert is almost connected to a blue ocean.

Taoists ran rampant in the desert and rushed towards the bright ghost fire.

Qiao Yuanshan and others only felt that there were more and more ghost fires.

The world is like falling into hell.

At this moment, some broken walls appeared faintly above the yellow sand, as if they were ruins of some ancient city.

Above the studded sand, there was an indescribable weirdness, as if there was a huge city overlooking everyone.

Qiao Yuanshan looked over.

Is this the ghost town they are looking for?

"Stop!"

The Dao Yi of the Nirvana Organization of the Ming Dynasty was loudly chanted.

Everyone stopped slowly.

Luo Tianyun and others felt the weirdness here.

"Is this... a curse?"

"I guess it was some evil thing that caused the entire city to be buried under the yellow sand. The resentment of these creatures and the curse of the evil thing nourished such a ghost city."

No one noticed that under the light of the ghost fire, a stone tablet broke out was new.

The monk in white destroyed the stone tablet.

Otherwise, these Taoist priests would not have helped him dig out the ghost town when they saw the stone tablet.

The knuckles of the Wood Immortal were passed down from the ancient pre-Qin period, and the great world where the road to becoming an immortal was opened. They could not handle this level of evil things.

But the monks in white do not refuse to be warned and do not expect these people to solve the problem.

As long as he can help him get the ghost city back to the sun, as for most of these deaths, he will destroy them all, this is not what he considered.
Chapter completed!