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Two hundred and eighty-six, the sadness of the wild dog watchdog

The ghost general sent the wild ghost into the Hundred Ghost Banner, and couldn't help but turn his head and glar at Zhu Lingwu.

Zhu Lingwu ignored its dissatisfaction at all. With a slightly moving spiritual power under his feet, his figure flew to the roof of a house. He looked around for a while and finally found the location of the core palace of the underground ancient tomb city.

The Netherworld Palace built by General Zhennan of the previous dynasty was naturally the highest position in the entire underground tomb city. Sitting upright on the throne of the main hall of the royal palace, you can even see the edge of the underground tomb city.

What made Zhu Lingwu feel a little at ease was that his location was probably two blocks away from the underground palace. As long as there were no more big ghosts to stop him, it would not take long to arrive with his own ghost general.

From Zhu Lingwu entering the ancient tomb, and the ghost general solved the wild ghost. It seemed that he had written so many words, but in fact, it only took dozens of breaths.

Zhu Lingwu didn't know what the monks from the Zhenwu Sect were doing above the ancient tomb, and whether they had discovered this ancient tomb. I just hope that this ancient tomb can protect himself for the time being.

After finding the right position, Zhu Lingwu then pinched the magic trick and used the Hundred Ghosts' Cloud Escape Technique. Suddenly, a cloud of clouds condensed outside his body and flew towards the Netherworld Palace.

However, the Hundred Ghost Banner in his right hand still controls the ghost general from afar, guarding the clouds, and many little ghosts dare not harass them.

Zhu Lingwu also knew that he had now become the target of all the wild ghosts in the entire underground tomb city, and his soul thoughts could feel countless thoughts scanning the clouds he emitted.

In this underground tomb city, there are almost no ghosts who dare to fly in the air. One reason is that most ghosts are unwilling to lose the connection of the earth energy. The other reason is that flying into the air is really an act of provoking hatred, unless you are challenging the surrounding big ghosts and little ghosts at the same time, claiming that they are the owner of this area.

But now Zhu Lingwu doesn't care about this anymore. This underground tomb city covers a very wide area and can definitely be compared with a normal city on the ground. If he doesn't have to fly, although his location is two blocks away from the safety area of ​​the Netherworld Palace in the core of the tomb, it will take half an hour to get there.

Now that it may only take more than ten breaths to fly over like this, you can see that the outer edge of the Netherworld Palace of the core of the ancient tomb, the two guards and guards camps in the inner city guards were like two palms guarding the inner city palace.

The Guards camp and the inner city palace in the core seemed to be flashing with special inspiration, and there was obviously some restriction.

This should be the method left by Xuanming Sect, which is also to prevent the soldiers' souls from leaving at will in the Guards camp, and to prevent ordinary wandering souls from entering the safe area of ​​the Netherworld Palace.

"Ao...ao..."

Just as Zhu Lingwu was thinking, there were continuous roars in various residential areas under Zhu Lingwu. It seemed that more than a dozen wild ghosts were attracted by Zhu Lingwu, and the ghost body was revealed from several places below.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe..."

The ghost general guarding Zhu Lingwu's side heard the provocation of the wild ghosts on the ground, and couldn't help but scream and respond.

Its ghost body seemed to have a cloud of ghosts, spreading several meters in the air, and the pair of blood-shining ghost eyes glanced downwards, which made it even bigger.

But perhaps the disappearance of the wild ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's spirit just now also made these wild ghosts feel a little afraid, and most of them did not jump out to challenge them as soon as possible.

Although the intelligence level of these wild ghosts is somewhat similar to that of wild beasts, they are also transformed by human souls after all, but they are not real wild beasts. They just flash their green ghost eyes one by one, staring at the white clouds and ghost clouds flying in the air.

As long as they don't really enter their territory, they won't take the initiative to come out to cause trouble. As for yelling, it's more like a warning.

Zhu Lingwu naturally didn't care about this, but just pinched the magic trick and released a strong wind, blowing the clouds and flew quickly towards the Netherworld Palace. As for the ghost general who was still showing off his might, under the guidance of the Hundred Ghost Banner, he could only fly like a ferocious dog.

This change made the ghost general furious, but now its vitality is severely damaged, and he dare not really challenge Zhu Lingwu to backfire. It has learned a lot of lessons from Zhu Lingwu, knowing that this human has completely controlled the Hundred Ghost Banner, and it has no chance to retake the Hundred Ghost Banner and gain freedom.

It could only groan in its mouth, and then it flashed its blood-colored ghost eyes, scanning around, but it also felt a little harsh and cowardly.

The change of this ghost general made the wild ghosts on the ground think. Although they didn't know anything else, they could also feel the smell of the ghost general being bound by others.

It's like a wild dog seeing a dog. Although the dog looks extremely fierce, it feels like it's chained by someone, which will inevitably make the wild dogs feel a little sympathy.

So the wild ghosts focused on the clouds released by Zhu Lingwu. Some of the wild ghosts seemed to remember something, and suddenly they restrained their ghost energy, but they didn't know where they had hidden them.

They may have some memories of disciples of Xuanming Sect, knowing that some strange creatures have appeared in this underground ancient tomb city, a kind of creature that can capture them.

Only those wild ghosts who were born and had no idea about the information of Xuanming Sect were still a little confused, staring at the clouds and ghost generals in the air.

Zhu Lingwu flew very quickly and deliberately searched for the wild ghosts on the ground to walk on the edge of the area where they occupied their own entrenchments. Therefore, he flew all the way, but did not really attract the actions of these wild ghosts.

The wild ghost came out of the ghost pool before, because Zhu Lingwu stepped into its territory directly. It thought that the ghost that Zhu Lingwu released was to steal its territory and then rushed up to start the war.

Now, even if Zhu Lingwu flew over the territory of some wild ghosts, he had already left before it really responded, and naturally would not trigger the territory guarding battle of such wild ghosts.

In this way, Zhu Lingwu finally flew to the core area of ​​the underground ancient tomb city, in front of the Netherworld Palace like an inner city.

In front of this Netherworld Palace, there is also a moat that is three meters wide, surrounded by three white jade-carved stone bridges on the moat.

There was a flash of inspiration on the stone bridge, and there was obviously an invisible spiritual power restriction erecting, which made Zhu Lingwu unable to fly in directly.

The river water in the moat is black, but there is no smell. It is like flowing living water, and the surface of the river seems to be filled with a light layer of water vapor.

There is no fish living in the moat. The river also contains rich ghost energy, but it does not have the effect of transforming ordinary wandering souls into ghost spirits like those ghost pools.

The ghost energy and spiritual power contained in it are hundreds of times more intense than the water in the ghost-transforming pool. If an ordinary wandering soul enters this kind of river water, it is afraid that the soul will be scattered before it becomes a ghost.
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