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Chapter 290 Soul Nest Ghost Lair

Divine jade is the hard currency of the city of gods.

The only source of this stuff at present is Shinto ruins.

Since they are consumables and the 'output' is not large, their value has always been high.

It is simply too difficult for ordinary people to get a piece of divine jade. For example, some capable mercenaries can only earn a few pieces on average by working hard for a month. Moreover, the quality is still relatively rubbish. A rotten god jade that contains a little bit of turbid divine energy.

The key monks of the major adventure groups earn more, but only about ten coins. This depends on the 'business'.

Bandits like the Black Army, who rely on robbing homes and houses, do not open for three years and eat for three years after opening. Whether they can eat enough depends entirely on luck.

Fang Hong said that a petal of Lao Shizi's hidden flower is worth three thousand.

to be frank.

Xu Luo was deeply skeptical and didn't really believe it.

Or maybe he was bewitched by the old ghost king of Shizigang and believed it to be true.

He didn't know the strength of the old ghost king of Shizigang.

Looking around, there are ruins everywhere, or barren mountains and mountains as far as the eye can see.

In Hu Dameng's words, this is the unified armed outfit of our black army when we go out. In the future, when we become bigger and stronger, this will be our signature.

A group of more than ten people, with the divine spring between their brows disappearing and appearing, wearing a layer of faint divine rainbow light, holding divine jade swords and stepping on divine jade shuttles, flew all the way at low altitude.

Needless to say, the Divine Jade Sword, this thing can make your own divine power exert its maximum power. Even if you don't know any divine skills, as long as you use your divine power to sacrifice a sword, it will be extremely powerful.

"Hey, brother, you are still too young. This time the Starry Adventure Group is obviously going to the northwest to fight those evil cultivators at Toad Ridge. Naturally, we will hide quietly, wait for the opportunity, and then sit back and relax. A fisherman’s profit.”

"That's right! There are more old ghosts over there at Shizhi Post. They are the main force. We mainly cooperate with them."

What made Xu Luo unbelievable was that the scale of the soul nest and ghost cave here was so large that it could cover ten, even hundreds or thousands of miles in radius. It was extremely terrifying.

He didn't know what the situation was in Toad Ridge.

Along the way, everyone stopped and stopped, and the speed was not very fast. Not only did they need to replenish their magical power, but they also had to feed their stomachs.

Either he is bewitching these uneducated brothers in the black army, with the purpose of getting them to follow him to the northwest.

It's really quite unique.

Almost all Yin Shen cultivators can use their own divine power to support their physical bodies and fly, but it consumes too much divine power.

Three days later.

"Listen to Brother Hong..." Xu Luo said as he walked: "Are we joining forces with the old ghost king from Shizigang this time?"

In the cultivation world, although flying with a sword is very common and everyone knows it, you must know that the civilization in the cultivation world has been passed down since ancient times with almost no interruption, and everyone has long been accustomed to it.

There are also soul nests and ghost caves that can be seen everywhere.

Xu Luo didn't ask any more questions.

The Divine Jade Sword and the Divine Jade Shuttle were jointly developed by several pioneers in the City of Gods, and the old dean of the research institute was one of them.

……

The divine jade shuttle is a travel tool.

……

"Brother! The day has come for us to make a fortune this time. If this vote is successful, we can make a huge fortune. Then there will be no problem in being popular and drinking spicy food for half a year."

The black wind roared, sweeping away the dense crowd of ghosts, rolling like a wave.

But here in the apocalyptic world, a few pioneers have developed this kind of Shinto equipment based on their understanding of Shinto civilization in just a few decades, which is really admirable.

"Who are we going to fight?" Xu Luo asked: "The evil cultivators from Toad Ridge, or the divine cultivators from Qian Xingyao Adventure Group?"

This is the first time Xu Luo has come back to this place in the northwest.

The black army, led by boss Fang Hong, left the city of gods and marched into the northwest.

It is said that.

The magical function of the divine jade shuttle is to reduce consumption and fly farther and faster.

"Is it……"

He had done several things with the Black Army, but he always felt that he was not very reliable, and the boss Fang Hong didn't seem particularly shrewd.

For the Yin Shen monks in the city of gods, the divine jade sword and the divine jade shuttle are almost standard weapons.

Don't say it.

……

As for the value of Shen Zanghua, Xu Luo couldn't tell, because in the Shinto field, he himself was semi-literate and had no idea what Shen Zanghua was.

The seventeen Shinto monks, without exception, all wore black trench coats, round-brim hats and backpacks.

The Star Adventure Group, on the other hand, is a well-known adventure group in the City of Gods, with many experts in it. I heard that it is not only supported by the research institute, but also by the pioneer bosses of the City of Gods. It has a very strong background.

It gave him an extremely desolate feeling.

This had to make Xu Luo sigh.

On the way back, Hu Da fiercely rubbed his hands. He was excited but also a little worried: "However, the place in the northwest is too dangerous. I'm still a little scared. Maybe I'll end up there."

……

between the horizons.

The dark sun was still hanging in the sky as usual.

The green brilliance fell on the earth, shrouding the entire apocalyptic world in gloomy darkness.

Dachuan, the northwest land.

In ruins.

Hu Dameng and more than a dozen monks gathered around a bonfire to recharge their batteries.

The boss, Fang Hong, held a worn-out map in his hand, raised his head, looked around, and said, "Let's rest for a few hours, eat and drink, and then continue on the road. It will take about three or four days to reach Shizhigang." .”

This map is Fang Hong's treasure. Whether he can walk back and forth in the Northwest depends on this thing.

In the northwest, there are large-scale soul nests and ghost caves everywhere.

Not to mention Shinto bandits like them, even the major adventure groups in the City of Gods have to carefully avoid the soul nests and ghost caves when entering the northwest.

Because you have no idea how deep and large these ghost nests are, let alone how many old ghosts live in them.

Once you get stuck, you may not even be able to get out.

"Brother! What are you thinking about?"

Seeing Xu Luo sitting there alone, looking into the distance, Hu Dameng stood up, walked over, took out a black and hard cake from his backpack, broke off half of it and handed it over.

Xu Luo took it and took a symbolic bite. There was a loud crunching sound.

This is a specialty of the City of Gods. It is called black vine pancake, also known as the poor man's filling. It is a must-have dry food when going out. It is hard, dry and unpalatable, but it is very filling.

"Tell me, how big is that soul nest and ghost cave?"

"How big is it?" Hu Dameng looked up and looked at the dark soul nest in the distance. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. Judging from the scale, it should be quite big."

"How many ghosts are there in a large-scale ghost nest like this?"

"It's hard to say, and it's hard to say." Hu Dameng sat cross-legged and ate the black vine pancake with relish: "It would be okay if there were serious ghosts living in it. I'm afraid that those living in it were Mutated evil ghost."

Evil ghost.

Xu Luo heard Yang Ruolin say that he was also called a mad ghost, a strange ghost, etc.

A normal ghost has an enlightened mind and becomes no different from a human being after possessing it.

Evil ghosts have uncivilized minds and live by sucking and devouring ghosts. They evolve very quickly and their strength is particularly terrifying.

"Although those evil spirits are very scary, if you get close to their territory, there is usually no danger. On the contrary, if you accidentally rush into their territory, there is a high chance that all the bones and scum will be inside. I'll chew it clean for you." "Really..."

Xu Luo rubbed his chin and thought.

When he was at the border, he had fought against the mutated evil spirits inside, but he just didn't know how strong the evil ghosts here were.

Thinking of the situation at the border, he asked again: "Are there Shinto ruins in these soul nests and ghost caves?"

"Shinto ruins?" Hu Dameng shook his head: "Very few. Most of these soul nests and ghost caves are the space cracks left when the Shinto world collapsed."

After devouring a piece of black vine pancake, Hu Da Meng raised his head and poured some crumbs into his mouth, chewed them, and said: "Those space cracks are extremely stable and may collapse at any time, causing space turbulence. Three years ago, I went in there once and almost died there, and I never want to go in again in my life.”

Thinking of his experience three years ago, Hu Dameng still has lingering fears.

Talk about it.

The brothers in the Black Army were not bandits before.

But he is a monk from an adventure group.

That's right!

These brothers in the black army used to be genuine regular army members of the adventure group.

As a result, most of the brothers died because of a trip to the ghost lair.

It was also that experience that made Fang Hong and others realize that this kind of adventurous business of tying their heads to their waistbands was really not feasible. Therefore, they took Hu Dameng and left the adventure group and founded the Black Army. For bandits.

"The Soul Nest Ghost Cave, whether it is for the adventure group or the mercenary group, is a gamble, and it is also a kind of blind box!"

Hu Dameng sighed with emotion.

But there are almost all the space cracks in the ghost caves that were formed when the Shinto world collapsed. The rich divine element will overflow from the cracks, and over time some divine jade will be conceived. If you are lucky, maybe there are still some in the space. Shinto ruins.

This is also the fundamental reason why, over the years, major adventure groups and mercenary groups in the City of Gods have risked their lives to raid the soul nest and ghost cave again and again.

With good luck, you will have a bumper harvest, and you may even become rich overnight.

However, if you are unlucky, your entire army will be wiped out.

"interesting……"

Xu Luo originally wanted to go to the Soul Nest and Ghost Cave to see if it was the same as the situation at the border. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to forget it.

If you are unfamiliar with the place, it is safer to be cautious.

"There's a situation! Everyone, be careful!"

suddenly.

Fang Hong shouted loudly and used a wave of his hand to extinguish the bonfire with a powerful divine power. Hu Dameng and a group of more than ten people stood up immediately. The divine spring between his eyebrows opened and the divine rainbow bloomed. He held out the divine sword in his hand and stood back to back. Together, look left and right.

"Close the divine spring for me! Don't show any divine rainbow on your body! Hurry!"

Everyone didn't know why, but they quickly closed the divine spring, and the divine rainbow on their bodies was extinguished.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Hu Dameng was nervous and looked around, but saw nothing.

Xu Luo was also quite curious because he didn't notice anything.

"Up above!"

Fang Hong pointed in the air and waved his hand, signaling everyone to get down and try not to make any noise.

Everyone looked up and saw nearly a hundred sacred rainbows piercing the sky like a meteor shower.

monk!

Shinto monk.

And there are still nearly a hundred Shinto monks.

"They are probably the monks from the Star Adventure Group!" Fang Hong frowned and said, "Calculating the time, they should have arrived, but... there are so many people here. It seems that the Star Adventure Group this time It’s determined to win.”

"Boss! There are so many experts coming to the Star Adventure Group, what should we do?"

Hu Dameng was a little scared.

Although, more than ten brothers in the black army are also Yin Shen monks.

However, there is a huge gap between Yin Shen and Yin Shen.

Except for Fang Hong, who was transformed into a yin god, most of the others were first-time or small-achieved, and there were only a few who had achieved great success. What's more, the yin gods of these people were not cultivated through serious cultivation. He is rather puffy and not very powerful.

Looking back at the Xingyao Adventure Group, their Yinshen are all trained in the Zhenger Eight Classics. They have high cultivation levels, strong strength, know the magic arts, and know the magic talismans. The most important thing is that there are many transformation masters in the group.

What is the gap.

This is the difference between the regular army and the mud-legged soldiers.

"I'm afraid, we are here to pick up the missing ones this time, and we are not going to fight with them. Let's go and fight the old ghost king at Shizhigang first."

After the Xingyao Adventure Group disappeared from sight, Fang Hong led the team and rushed on their way.

……

……

Three days later.

Under the leadership of Fang Hong, everyone came to a barren mountain.

There were densely packed soul nests in front of them. Apart from being smaller in size, they were no different from other soul nests and ghost caves in the Northwest.

"Ahead is Shizhigang. No one is allowed to speak for a while. Just follow me. Remember! You must be polite when you see Old Ghost Lord. Otherwise, if you offend Old Ghost Lord, no one can save you! "

Everyone nodded to show understanding.

Now!

Fang Hong jumped up, cleared his throat first, and shouted loudly: "Junior Fang Hong, come here..."

Just as he was shouting, in an instant, the soul nest in the sky suddenly changed, and the densely packed ghosts twisted and rotated, turning into an extremely ferocious grimace.

Seeing this scene, Fang Hong did not dare to be negligent, and quickly saluted with his hands raised: "Greetings, senior!" Hu Dameng and others did not hesitate and saluted one after another, for fear of offending the ghost king.

"Come in, the old man is waiting for you."

After the words fell, the soul nest in the sky changed again. After twisting, a passage actually appeared.

Xu Luo was secretly amazed, thinking that these ghosts really knew how to play, and they played in a pretty and stylish way.

Enter the passage.

Walking among the soul nests in the sky.

It felt like walking into a tunnel.

As the Soul Nest weakens.

The ghosts are becoming more and more sparse, like parting through the clouds and mist to see the bright moon, or even entering a paradise.

Soon, Xu Luo saw a barren mountain.

The barren hills are covered with green vines.

These vines are thick and long, and look like giant snakes intertwined together.

A dilapidated building on the top of the mountain is quite eye-catching.

The whole body is silvery gray, like white bones or turbid jade, and the whole body looks like a collapsed pagoda.

Xu Luo could tell at a glance that this building was definitely not from the apocalyptic world, but from the Shinto world!

(End of this chapter)