On Penglai Island, the periphery of the mountain range of hundreds of miles, under the gate of the seal carving of Forgetful River, the ghost cultivators stationed here are waiting here.

They are all famous people all over the world. At this time, they stand together, but they are clearly divided.

The right and wrong people formed their own relationship, and were led by hatred and injustice.

There are also many people in the Wangchuan Sect, and Wuchenzi and the souls are all looking forward to it.

What is occupied in the middle is the neutral faction of this ghost world. Ren Hao, Lu Wenfu and Monk Yuanwu are the three giants, but later one was added, which was Yang Tao who was finally sent to this place.

The last side is the Demon Alliance ghosts.

Zhang Chu, Gao Xing, Qu Xie, Wan Poison Old Man, and some fierce ghosts.

These four forces guarded the Penglai Mountains and blocked monsters from coming out of the mountain. In the past, there were cooperation and confrontation. People in the world of mortals did not know about it, but the form here was also more complicated.

Within a year since the spiritual energy has been revived, the ghost cultivator has already shown signs of differentiation on the hills as soon as it emerged. The world of ghosts is like the mortal world, not so peaceful.

"Today is Bai Lu."

With a thick and yin energy, Ren Hao twisted his beard with his hands and said to the ghosts around him:

"What will happen in this world in the future? It will be announced today. Can the ancestors appear in the guarded places?"

"No."

Qiu Buping carried his hands on his back and looked at the mountain road below the mountain gate. He said in a cold tone:

"That guy is like he's missing.

During this year, we searched the entire mountain, but we could not see where he was hiding. However, those monsters, after a year of chaos, have now become a united figure.

I doubt that this is the master who is manipulating behind my back. His intention to destroy my mortal world is actually a bad thief!"

"Whoever loses wins and wins, in short, let us go quickly."

Even if the old man Wandu became a ghost, he still couldn't get rid of the poisonous temperament of the Yin Poison on his body. He said in a silence:

"Shen Qiu's son has promised that after tomorrow's war, we will not have to guard the Penglai Mountains, but we can travel around the world. I heard that all the ghost realms of all sizes emerge in all parts of the world."

Having said that, the old man looked around and said:

"At that time, I will have to do a few more games before we can draw out the power?"

"I've become a ghost, but I'm still so keen on internal fighting."

Yang Tao still had the same old look. He glanced at Wan Du and said:

"Didn't all my four families agree before? We should set rules in the ghost world and not let them become as chaotic as the martial arts world. Since we need to set rules, we must naturally start from the source.

Why don’t you take this opportunity to talk about it today, so that you won’t have to face each other with swords. If you and I practice ghost realm, if you really start a war, you may still be involved in the mortal world on earth, that would be a big problem.”

"What Uncle Yang is talking about."

The youngest Zhang Chu smiled, and the guy was carrying his hands on his back and said leisurely:

"It's better to follow the example of where Penglai Mountain is located. Everyone went down the mountain and shaped four islands outside the territory in the Middle Earth border to use them as the headquarters. As for where the ghosts in the Middle Earth go, it depends on the skills of each company.

If we don’t use force, we will fight with each other!

This world of heaven and earth does not exist. If you want to develop the six realms of the Yellow Springs, it is unlikely to take hundreds of years. In the past few hundred years, we will not interfere in the human affairs. We must do this in the ghost world with all our hearts."

This proposal made the ghosts present silent. After some eye contact, Wu Chenzi came forward and said:

"But, just follow this statement. The sect leader doesn't care about ghosts. How the ghost world develops in the future depends on the operation of our four families."

"Speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, Chen Qiu is here!"

Qu Xie, who had been silent but had the strongest senses, suddenly said something, interrupting the discussion. Everyone looked back and saw that under the stone steps of the mountain road below, Chen Qiu, carrying a big box, stepped into the sky step by step.

The movements were leisurely and without any impatience, it was really like coming to an appointment for a banquet.

Behind him, there were two people.

"Isn't that Ai Dabiao?"

The Ghost King said happily and in a weird tone:

"Who is the woman next to him? Why can't I feel the aura of a creature? Is it a puppet? It doesn't look like it."

"That's Tianji Wuwei."

The old monk Yuanwu smiled and turned the ghost Buddha beads and explained:

"I heard before that Ai Dacha and Wujiu Juzi had a scene, secretly helping us and others to act, and they also got the opportunity. Now it seems that the rumors are true. A thousand years later, the Mo family's treasure has also appeared.

The legendary Tianji Wuwei is the perfect traveling movement, and it is no different from that of ordinary people. It also has wisdom in itself, and every move has its own rules. It is a masterpiece of the Mohist arts and the most fierce weapon in the world.

This Ai Dachao brought Wu Wei to Penglai because he was not determined and wanted to find the ancestor to vent his anger. This is a good thing."

"You guys say, can Chen Qiu win?"

Someone in the ghost group asked, and then silenced the crowd.

How should I answer this question? Everyone must have hoped that Chen Qiuying, but the strength of the ancestor was revealed a year ago, and that was not the height that this world could reach.

Just like the big boss massacred the novice village, although Chen Qiu had secret protection and help, his essence was that he was still a flexible person and a mortal warrior. No matter how powerful he was, he still had his limits.

"Oh, everyone is okay."

While the ghost cultivators were waiting for silence or discussion, Chen Qiu and Ai Dacha stepped on Penglai Mountain. He walked on the stone steps of the mountain gate and waved to the ghosts above, as if he was in a relaxed mood, but not heavy.

"Hehe, I was going to fight to death, but I turned out to be a ghost, but I picked up the group again. You old guys are really interesting."

Ai Dacha is not that polite.

He carried a Tianlang stick on his back and took the away from the mountain. His eyes were full of sarcasm, and his words were ridiculous, as if he was deliberately provoking.

But this congregation ghost was in no mood to pay attention to him.

When Chen Qiu came forward, Ren Hao said to him:

"The warriors guarding all directions on the island have been sent out of the mountains. Now there are only ghosts such as me left in the mountains. You don't have to worry about us. When fighting against the ancestor, you don't have to deliberately keep your efforts.

We have all died once, so we will not be injured or killed again. Let us go and fight. Before we decide the outcome, even if we get a death-loss, we will never let the monsters in the mountains step into the mortal world."

"Um."

Chen Qiu nodded, he turned his head and looked at Lu Wenfu and said:

"Your Lu Guizang has taken back all the things you lost. He is now the leader of the martial arts world. He should be about to reach Japan and expel the demons and protect the safety of the Middle Earth."

"well!"

Lu Wenfu was also very comforted.

Since his son can reach this point, it means that Guizang's heart has certainly been relieved and opened, which makes Lu Wenfu no longer worry.

Other ghosts also congratulated each other.

"You are here to stay, and you don't have to follow Chen into the mountain."

Chen Qiu exchanged a few greetings with these senior masters and then turned his eyes to the mountains that cost hundreds of miles. At this time, the monsters in the mountains seemed to feel that a war was about to begin, and they were quiet one by one, without even the madness and noisy of the past.

"Chen Qiu."

He took a few steps and someone called behind him.

Looking back, I saw Qiu Buping strode out of the crowd and walk to him. Qiu Buping looked at him and said in a deep voice:

"If you need help from us, don't hold on. Just speak. Although we are ghosts, we also know the importance. If we can help you defeat the enemy, we will not retreat.

Everyone has concerns in the world. No matter they are good people and evil people, they are all expecting the outcome of this battle."

"really."

Zhang Chu also spoke at this time:

"Chen Qiu, you won the battle for the world, I lost, I was convinced. I hope to see you end up in a mess, but I can't be here.

It can’t be this battle. If you need help, I will do my best to help you.”

No one objected to Zhang Chu's words. No matter what his position was in front of him, no matter whether he was hostile to Shen Qiu or comrades-in-arms, at this moment, under this mountain gate, these ghost cultivators who had guarded Penglai Mountain for a year did not hesitate or ridicule.

They were all watching Chen Qiu.

There is also an expectant light in the ghostly eyes unique to it.

They are looking forward to Chen Qiu winning.

"Then I'll thank you."

Chen Qiu pursed his lips, chuckled, turned around and bowed to the ghosts, and he said:

"If you really get to that point, Chen will not be polite to you."

“No need to be polite.”

Wu Chenzi shouted:

"Sect Master, don't worry, we are here, and we will sit and watch the sect master defeat the enemy and wish the sect master a victory!"

Amid the shouting, Chen Qiu waved his hand without looking back. With Ai Dacha and Xiaochai following, he strode into the mountains with a fast speed. However, along the way, he saw that the terrain trend had changed, and there were even bones left by monsters in many places.

This is a trace of the battle.
To be continued...