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Chapter 332 Weird Tales (Fifteen)
Wu Mingkong was carrying the lantern, and as soon as he came out, he saw the blessed land of Youhuo floating in the air, but it had changed too much, and Wu Mingkong didn't recognize it.

However, Wu Mingkong recognized that this thing was actually similar to the few things burned in his own lantern, but it was a bit stronger, so he quietly followed behind.

But in the end it seemed that he was discovered, and it didn't matter if he was discovered. Since he could move, he might be able to communicate, whether it was physical or psychological, Wu Mingkong could do it.

"It's another ceremony?" Wu Mingkong looked over the huge body of Youhuo Blessed Land, and saw the weird sacrifice behind him at a glance.

Mostly because of the sharp eyes, Wu Mingkong didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, the master is here, so why pay attention to the ceremony.

It's just a little embarrassing that when Wu Mingkong came, the thing didn't dare to move, it was like playing dead.

"There are still people here, and they seem to be acquaintances." Wu Mingkong also noticed Luo Qiu and Hu Meier, smiled, and threw an avatar over.

Of course, I didn't chat with them in the past, just read the memory.

Wu Mingkong looked at You Huo Fudi, who was pretending to be dead, but his body was huge. With a jump, Wu Mingkong jumped onto You Huo Fudi's body.

The emerald green flame couldn't burn Wu Mingkong at all, and it felt a little soft when stepping on the slime, but from the texture point of view, it should be solid.

It’s just that, as always, I still can’t find any partial information. Even if I magnify the mucus ten thousand times with my eyes, it still looks the same without any structure, which looks weird.

Even the emerald green flame, and no matter whether it is the power of the mind, mana, or even the soul, Wu Mingkong has not found the location of this big lump of slime with flames.

This made Wu Mingkong a little helpless, why didn't this happen.

"This big lump can obviously move, but there is nothing there."

Wu Mingkong directly dug open the entire Youhuo Blessed Land, and when the slime came out, he thought there was nothing left.

Countless mucus flowed out from this wound, dripped on the ground, and turned into a little emerald green flame.

"This is ruthless to meet someone who is even more ruthless." Hu Meier does not have such good eyesight and perception as Wu Mingkong, but she saw a person carrying a lantern, and then jumped onto the blessed land of Youhuo, and then went to Youhuo Blessed Land. Huo Fudi was pierced with a big hole in the center.

"I think we might have met each other." Luo Qiu swallowed and saw Wu Mingkong coming.

He didn't think that the scholar who had died at the ghost king of Heishan would come to this wilderness alone, especially when there were still ghosts wandering outside for six days.

"That scholar, didn't he die at the hands of the Black Mountain Ghost King?" Hu Meier was also shocked, and then thought that this might be an illusion, and she thought the same as Luo Qiu, neither of them went to redeem people , must have died long ago.

Naturally, Wu Mingkong also read the thoughts of these two people, and couldn't help but find it a little interesting.

Of course, he knew about the old ghost of the six days, and he had seen it when he read Luo Qiu's memory before, but he didn't think that these things would be the old ghost of the six days.

Of course, it is still pending.

More importantly, this Luo Qiu guessed that the six-day old ghost was transformed from the blessed land, the demon mansion, and the underworld, but Wu Mingkong felt that it was not complete, and it also came from the sky. For example, the little black tree in his lantern came from the sky. .

"It's been a long time, you two. I wonder what you have gained recently." Wu Mingkong updated their memories in an instant.

"No gain." Luo Qiu answered boldly.

Wu Mingkong nodded. He really didn't gain anything. He looked through his memory, but Wu Mingkong gained a lot.

"The old ghosts from the six days need to be eliminated by the three-day rectification. Do you have any news about the three-day rectification?" Wu Mingkong didn't know what the three-day rectification was, but he knew it from Luo Qiu's memory. Know only one name.

But Wu Mingkong didn't know what it actually was.

Of course, the question was just a casual question, they definitely didn't know, so it was just a formality.

The two shook their heads together to express that they didn't know, and Wu Mingkong didn't bother them, maybe they can continue to update next time.

Moreover, Wu Mingkong also saw another Tianbei blessed land that was as strange as the Youhuo blessed land from their latest memory.

When they left, they took a look at the luck of these two people, and it was a little strange to see it.

It is normal to have luck, but the only strange thing is that the luck of these two people has begun to distort at some point.

Wu Mingkong couldn't describe this distorted luck, but he could tell that although the two of them looked normal, the terrifying distortion had eroded their luck, and even their souls had mutated.

Wu Mingkong couldn't help being startled by this, he suddenly realized that maybe it wasn't the so-called six days old ghost breaking the seal, but the world is changing.

Wu Mingkong's whole body turned into a pool of blood mist, scattered and returned to the body that was in the blessed land of the fire.

Wu Mingkong, who was in the blessed land of Youhuo, naturally knew about these conjectures.

After starting "Yi Xing Xing Xing", he discovered that the whole world had a terrifying sense of distortion, whether it was people or things, they were all distorted.

On the Blessed Land of Youhuo, he once again took a distant look at Luo Qiu and Hu Meier who were fleeing, only to see that their bodies were distorted and disfigured, but he didn't know anything about it.

"The direction of the matter is developing in some weird directions." The lantern in Wu Mingkong's hand squirmed abruptly and grew into a terrifying giant mouth, swallowing the huge You Huo Blessedly into the incinerator inside his body.

In two or three bites, the huge Youhuo blessed land was swallowed by the lantern and began to act as fuel. With the crackling burning, the Youhuo blessed land was gradually burned into a pool of wilted copper green slime with emerald green flames, Wu Mingkong also Didn't turn it off.

Lifting the shrunken lantern, Wu Mingkong was going to look for some literature and classics to see if there was any information about the six-day old ghost, but he didn't have much hope for it, after all, such literature and classics are usually stored in the Blessed Land. Among the sects, but now the blessed land has become a six-day old ghost, which is a bit difficult.

"I can only hope that those six-day old ghosts are not all the same as this one in the Youhuo blessed land, otherwise I guess I won't be able to catch anything." Wu Mingkong thought, what if there is something different, such as stones? Yes, if Wu Mingkong hadn't appeared, Nanqishan Yaofu might have crystallized, and the ancient books probably just changed the way of preservation.

After Wu Mingkong left, on the altar, the original pattern of worshiping Youhuo blessed land disappeared because of the loss of Youhuo blessed land, revealing its original appearance, which was a bright moon.

(End of this chapter)