"The third round of selection begins.    "

The evil ghost four looked at the six of us with a smile, but they always gave us a kind of weirdness that was indescribable.

"I'll talk about the rules for the third round of selection first." The butler has already retreated. In this third round, the work of the Li Gui Si is responsible for the responsibility of the Li Gui Si.

"There is a thousand-year-old desert in the southwest of our Lijia Village. Every year, some things and ghosts and demons that are threatening to our family will grow. This time, your mission is to hunt, which will last for months. Whoever kills more will be the guest of honor in our Lijia Village."

The six of us raised eyebrows at the same time, and even the other selected people who had been eliminated frowned and looked at the Ligui Fourth.

"I voluntarily quit." Knowing that these guys could not let us quit, I still tried it.

Sure enough, when he heard my words, Li Guisi's face changed slightly, and he showed a smile on his face, shook his head and said, "We are not allowed to play with our Lijia Village marriage selection. Since we have participated, there is no possibility of giving up halfway."

This is extremely tough.

Xing Tian Luo Feng and I looked at each other and stopped talking.

Just kidding, even if we are asked to withdraw now, we can't do it. It's just a test. If we withdraw, how can we start a bloody storm in Lijiazhai?

Regardless of whether Yuwei and the others are in trouble, the Lijiazhai is a cancer. It is a pity to use so many prides of the ghost world to do experiments!

Half a day later, the elders of Lijiazhai, surrounded by tens of thousands of marriage proposal teams, took us to the dark desert.

Since this desert is different from the Gobi Desert I saw next to the Styx River, it is all dark red broken sand, which is very dense. From a distance, it looks like an endless dark red soft cloth carpet, very magnificent.

Over the desert, dark ghost mist covered it, affecting its vision.

"This token is a kind of ghost weapon that can be stored. The ghost and evil elixir you have seized and those plants can be placed inside."

Apart from this, there was no prompt. After Lijiazhai threw us a token with the word Li written on it, he threw us into the thousand-year-old desert.

After entering the thousand-year-old desert, my vague connection with Yu Wei completely disappeared.

"This Lijia Village is a big deal. Such a precious storage ghost weapon is so casual, and only six are given out." Duan Chang sneered.

Du Qing and Xuanyuan Zhe are worthy of being the young head of everyone. They are not curious about this, but frowned and looked at the dim desert.

As for Luo Feng, this guy's mind was not in the desert at all, but was thinking, as if he was thinking about a solution.

"Let's go, since you're in, just go in and take a look." I shook my head. Both sides of the desert were surrounded by Lijiazhai, and it was impossible to withdraw from both sides. I could only move forward, bypass Lijiazhai, and find a way.

There is nothing on the edge of this desert. The endless dark red sand is full of unique style, which makes people feel refreshed.

Even if we are obsessed with our hearts, we can't help but be subject to this strange scenery.

However, this desolate picture is somewhat similar to the previous level of the Ghost Saint Tower.

After about three days and three nights, even Luo Feng, who had already settled down due to hatred, couldn't help it and frowned frequently: "Damn, what's this shitty desert? What's the promised ghost monster? What else is there?"

Coincidentally, Luo Feng said this, and the big head in my space suddenly shouted: "Brother Fang Nan, there is a ghost kite in front of him."

I go, this guy is worthy of growing up in the group of ghost kiln flowers. In the space, although you can see the outside world, you can't smell the breath after all, and you are even more sensitive than us.

"How did you show it?" I was very curious.

"Brother Fang Nan, the cultivation of ghost kites is not Yin soil, but Houhai Sea Sand. Of course, the ghost kites that have grown are barely able to preserve them with the Yin soil of the Yin without Houhai Sea Sand."

Although Datou is only five years old, he is as familiar with Gui Yuanhua as his body as his own, talking freely without any hesitation.

Although it was in a state of soul, I still took a breath. Unexpectedly, the ghost pot flower was actually cultivated with the sand at the bottom of the Houhai Sea. However, we had been running for three days before, so why didn't the ghost pot flower appear? Could it be that there are other conditions? Thinking of this, I began to observe the sand in front of me carefully.

It’s true. After Datouyi’s reminder, it seems that these originally very dry sands actually felt a little moist!

"No, this is not water." My face turned black and my brows frowned: "Is this corpse blood?"

"What corpse blood?" Luo Feng was complaining, and he was stunned when he heard this.

"These Sha Shuo were soaked in corpse blood." Xing Tian and Du Qing reacted at the same time. Xuanyuan Zhe and Duan Chang immediately squatted down and picked up Sha Shuo's face, with a very pale face.

Big Head's voice came again: "Yes, Brother Fang Nan, these are all the blood of ghost corpses. Moreover, they must be ghost corpses that have been at least a hundred years old to stop the bleeding before they can water the Houhai Sea sand."

After Datou finished speaking, he seemed to be a little disgusted and shook his head and said, "Our tribe, the ghost corpses that have been criticized by the captives for many years, are just to water the ghost corpses. Of course, because the ghost corpses in our ghost clan are not of high grade, and less than ten of the most powerful ones are just blue ghost corpses, so the requirements for ghost corpses are not too high. A ghost corpse like that only takes about a hundred years of ghost corpses, and blue ghost corpses require two hundred years of blood."

As the big head explained, these sands are getting wetter and wetter, giving people the feeling that we have left the arid desert area. Unexpectedly, there are enchanting white flowers spreading the sea of ​​sand, flawless and beautiful.

"There are all the lowest-level white ghost kilns." Datou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it, it's hell. Aren't these the flowers I saw in the little ghost holy tower before?" Luo Fengyi was stunned, turned his head stiffly, and looked at Xing Tian and me.

Although Xuanyuan Zhe had seen the blooming red ghost kite on the Black Golden Giant Sect before, he didn't know much about this thing after all. After hearing this, he was a little curious. He looked at Du Qing, who was familiar with him and asked in a low voice: "What kind of flower is this?"

Du Qing shook his head and looked at Xing Tian and instinctively. Although he didn't say anything, he should have guessed that we know the inside story based on his appearance.

I nodded secretly. Although everyone present, except for me and Lao Xing, the others had similar talents, Du Qing's reaction was definitely the fastest.
Chapter completed!