Chapter 6175

There is no doubt that the ladies in the Queen's tomb were the ghosts of the ghost king.

However, the wizard also said that Yunling has recovered part of its strength, so the boundary between the former site of Kunlun has been strengthened. The two empress tombs have been damaged one after another. The ghost King seems unable to make waves. However, neither ye Lingyue nor Jiuming Buddha thinks that the ghost king is a man who can not give up.

"There is no news from Zitang..."

Ye Lingyue thought.

The purple leaf Bodhi in the abandoned city of Thousand Buddhas has already opened. She wanted to inform the purple hall.

It doesn't seem like the time.

"You're counting on that boy. He's gone to the ghost king."

Mention the purple hall, nine life Buddha is still full of resentment.

Ye Lingyue, however, laughs and says nothing.

She always felt that purple hall was not the ghost king who took refuge for the so-called special rune.

Ghost mountain city is a little too peaceful recently.

Even the Qianlan Buddha and Gu Yinglong felt the same way.

That night, when they got people back.

After the ghost King painted the ladies with the blood of the captives, there was no movement.

After the Qianlan Buddha and Gu Yinglong, they all noticed that the ladies on the wall were gone.

Not only that, but also the ancient craftsmen who used to carve the frescoes of ladies day and night have disappeared, and even the ghost king himself has disappeared.

The whole ghost mountain city seems more quiet, like a dead city.

Without the command of the ghost king, Gu Yinglong and Qianlan Buddha dare not go out.

"It's been the fifth day. The ghost King hasn't appeared yet. I don't know what's going on outside."

Like ants on a hot pot, the godly blue buddha paced in the narrow, dark room.

She couldn't help but find Zi Tang.

Zi Tang is very quiet. He meditates in his room all day.

"What do we have to do with the outside world?"

Purple hall is still so cold and light.

"That's because you don't know what happened that night."

The godly blue Buddha said something about it, but he didn't dare to say it clearly.

She finally pulled purple hall into the camp of the ghost king. If she told him the truth, she was afraid that he would retreat.

The ghost King's behavior seems to be no different from Liu Qi.

At present, the godly blue buddha also doubts whether the true identity of the ghost king is related to the followers of the red moon.

But she did not dare to think about it, nor was she willing to admit it.

Now she has joined the ghost mountain city. Even if the ghost king is a believer in the red moon, she can only follow her. She has no way out.

"It's not a way for us to be trapped here. I heard that Yang Feier and they have entered the Queen's valley. I don't know if they have found anything. I'm going to sneak out and have a look. Why don't you go with me?"

The Dharma Buddha proposed.

In this dead mountain city, she felt like a dead man.

"No

Purple hall refused directly.

Then he began to meditate.

"You..."

The godly blue Buddha was so depressed that he turned red and went out in a rage.

After the Buddha left, the purple hall was still sitting still.

But under him, there was a purple light shining.

The Scriptures lingered around him, and with them there was a gust of wind.

See a large number of complaints toward the purple light.

Under the light of purple light, the resentment dissipated and finally turned into nothingness.

"367."

Purple hall in the heart silently read.

"Worthy of being a Buddhist."

A chilly sound came from behind.

Purple hall is not panic, he nodded slightly.

"Ghost king."

The ghost king who disappeared for several days stood behind the purple hall.

Cold eyes, through the bamboo hat, look at the purple hall.

This sight is enough to turn people into stone carvings.

But purple hall is indifferent.

He just welcomed the ghost King's gaze.

These days, purple hall in this small room, over a large number of complaints.

Qianlan Buddha did not find it, nor did Gu Yinglong. But the ghost king could see all this clearly.

This is his city. He knows everything that happens here.

"If you were me, would you leave your life?"

The ghost king came to the body of purple hall. "He" raised his hand and fell on the shoulder of purple hall.

A cold hand with no temperature.

"There is no conflict between me and the ghost king. It's not good for you

Zi Tang's tone was ordinary, as if the topic he was discussing with the ghost king at the moment was just a common topic like "the weather is fine today".In the narrow, dark room, the undercurrent is fierce.

The silent wave, rolling between the two.

"So I should thank you again? You don't even know who I am and dare to say "help me?"

Cool voice accompanied by cool sight, fell on purple Hall's face.

The ghost king was thinking about what it would be like to kill this beautiful head into a mass of plasma with the help of destiny.

The ghost King sneered.

No one can help him, and he doesn't need anyone's help.

"Why are you so stubborn when you are converted to changsun?"

Purple hall thin lips move, spit out a word.

"You

The next moment, Zitang's neck, more than a hand.

It was a cold, warm hand.

A petrified hand.

He pinched changzitang's neck. Under the effect of his mental strength, Zitang's bones made a creaking sound.

But the next moment, the ghost King's hand is empty.

Purple hall is gone.

There is only a Bodhi leaf left in the meditation place of purple hall.

There was a flash of light in his eyes.

On his face, the hat fell to the ground.

A stone sculpture stands in front of the purple hall.

Although it is a stone carving, it can be said that it can walk.

The appearance of the stone carving is a middle-aged man.

Even if it is petrified, we can still see that he has a deep profile and is quite elegant. Before being cursed by fossilization, he must be a middle-aged and elegant man.

If at this moment, changsun Xueying and ye Lingyue are present, they will certainly recognize this person.

At present, this ghost king, who makes Tiandao and ye Lingyue headache, is actually the eldest grandson of Tianming clan.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing that his identity was found out, his eldest grandson turned into a rage. His anger was terrible, like the flash of mountain torrents.

The whole room, no, even the whole ghost city, was shaken.

"What happened?"

Buddha Qianlan and Gu Yinglong also felt it.

Godly blue buddha panicked and rushed in.

When she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but look silly.

Ghost king, it's a stone sculpture.

"Ghost King He... "

The godly blue buddha did not expect that the ghost king who looked like a ghost would be a stone sculpture.

The stone carvings, which have suffered the curse of the red moon, have been petrified.

It's just different from the stone carvings in the misty sea and the sky crack. He can walk and think.

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