Facing the many ghosts that pounced on me.

Like a sea of ​​tide.

Ye Chen frowned slightly.

He felt that the resentment on these ghosts was too strong, and it seemed to have become a climate, and even he couldn't help but be shocked.

But it was just a surprise.

It is impossible for them to hurt themselves!

Thinking of this, a black banner appeared in Ye Chen's hand, and he was about to take away these ghosts.

Su Yuhan's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Ye Chen, don't!"

He couldn't help but look back and saw Su Yuhan biting his lips and looking at him with a begging face, then broke free from his hand and walked in front of him.

"Yuhan, you..."

Ye Chen's lips opened slightly.

The next moment.

I saw those overwhelming ghosts suddenly stopped, as if they had received some order.

This moment.

They no longer roar.

No more roaring.

Even the hostility and resentment on their bodies were weakened a lot, just hovering in the sky and looking at Su Yuhan silently.

this?

Ye Chen's face froze and he looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

The next moment.

I saw these ghosts falling to the ground, and then knelt in front of Su Yuhan at the same time, as if they were looking for the emperor, and they made various crying sounds, or to be precise, whimpering sounds.

All the ghosts worship each other, and all the ghosts are sad!

Such a scene is really weird!

Even though Ye Chen was calm, he could not help but be shocked by the scene in front of him.

Ye Wushuang subconsciously walked towards Su Yuhan.

"WuShuang, no need!"

Su Yuhan shook his head and said with a confused look: "They won't hurt me."

Even so.

Ye Chen and Ye Wushuang still dare not relax their vigilance, once these ghosts in front of them are

Then she looked up at the dark ghost kneeling in front of her, and said in a low voice: "I don't know why, but when I hear you cry, I want to cry too."

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The cold wind that looked like crying was blowing even harder. The ghosts pressed their heads to the ground and made a sob cry, which made a hint of sadness in the entire cold stone chamber.

"Get up, stop crying."

Su Yuhan said with red eyes.

The words fell.

The ghosts stood up one after another, then retreated to the side, without moving, and made a passage.

Looking down the passage, I saw a skeleton throne standing behind the altar, all of which were made of human bones.

Seeing this, Su Yuhan's face turned pale.

"There are paintings on the stone wall!"

Ye Wushuang suddenly said something.

Ye Chen subconsciously looked at the stone wall in front of him. Under the illumination of the night pearl, strange murals came into view.

The murals are very lifelike.

The scene on the first painting seems to be a deep wasteland. The sky in the wasteland is dark, without sun, without stars and moons. Looking around, there are piles of bones.

These bones emitted a green light from the hollow eyes, like ghost fire.

And there are various strange plants growing on the wasteland.

A plant similar to a cactus is about one person tall, with various tentacles growing on it, and there are vague grimaces on it.

A white bone giant similar to a monkey is more than ten feet tall, and he is walking on the wasteland with one hand, dragging a mountain with one hand.

"Is this the undead?"

Ye Chen's face was extremely solemn.

The so-called undead is actually something that is different from ghosts. People in the world only know that after a person dies, the soul will become ghosts, and the body will rot without rotting, and will become zombies.

But I don’t know that even if the body rots and only one bone is left, the bones can still have consciousness and life again.

Ye Chen didn't expect to see such a scene on earth, and it was within the so-called Guizhuan Sect Mountain Gate.

Thinking of this.

Ye Chen became more afraid of the Ghost-Duying Sect.

His eyes fell on the second mural again, and compared to the previous mural, this one was not that weird.

The scene above is full of beautiful mountains and rivers, with jade buildings and jade buildings. In a delicate and small pavilion, another ancient costume girl who is about sixteen or seventeen years old is playing the piano.

It looks like a fairyland on earth.

The girl in ancient costume was wearing a veil, with three thousand black hair quilts behind her, tied into a bun, with long hair like a waterfall, and her slender jade hands on the strings were as white as a pair of jade bis.

The girl has a very cold temperament and her eyes are extremely deep. At first glance, she looks like a peerless demon who charms the world. At second glance, she looks like a generation of queens who rule the world.

Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but subconsciously look at Su Yuhan beside him. He always felt that the girl in the painting had five points similar to Su Yuhan in terms of facial features!

Is this a coincidence?

Ye Chen clenched his fists, a hint of chill in his heart, and his fear of this Ghost Control Sect became a little more intense.

Too weird!

The worship of thousands of ghosts, followed by the girl in the painting!

He suppressed his mind and looked at the third mural again.

The person in the painting is still the girl playing the piano before, but at this moment she is in a dark palace and sitting on a throne of bones.

Ghost fires floated around it.

And in front of her, there was a dark crowd, and at first glance, there was no end to see.

Some of these black shadows are about the same height as those of humans, but they are all green-faced and fangs, and some are even hundreds of feet tall, like giants.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes: "Is this a demon clan, or a demon clan? Or a ghost clan?"

...

at the same time.

The entire Ganzhou caused a complete sensation.

Murong Yang is dead!

And it was killed!

When this news was spread by those who were interested, it caused a storm in Ganzhou, which was tantamount to a major earthquake.

You should know that the Murong family is the leader of Ganzhou, and Murong Yang is even more the young master of the Murong family, and he is deeply favored by Optimus Prime Murong He of the Murong family.

Now someone dares to kill Murong Yang. Is he declaring war on the Murong family and Murong He, the powerful power in the magic world in the Weibo art world?

"Waste, a bunch of waste!"

Located in the ancestral home of the Murong family in Longxi, the old Murong He looked at the senior management of the Murong family kneeling in front of him with an extremely gloomy expression.

"My Murong family dispatched everyone, but they haven't caught that kid yet. What are you doing for?"

Hearing words.

Murong Yuan, a senior executive of the Murong family, said weakly: "We have blocked all transportation hubs in Longxi as you requested, and even asked the county government to dispatch police forces to cooperate, but no one was found in the surname Ye."

"Yes, we also found out that Ye Chen was very close to a woman named Yu Shasha and a gangster named Ma Qiang. We caught the two of them afterwards. We interrogated them for two hours without any gains." Murong Nan, another senior executive of the Murong family, said tremblingly.

Murong He smashed a cup over, smashed one of the heads directly, and sneered: "So? Yang'er is dead in vain?"

When he thought of the death of Murong Yang, whom he loved the most, and his white-haired man was sent to the black-haired man, he felt heartbroken.

"Old man, this person can kill Yang Shao who is the late stage of the Dao Realm. He must be at least at the peak of the Dao Realm. It may even be...yes..." Murong Yuan stopped talking.
To be continued...