Sign in at the beginning of the 10-year Dragon Sect

"Little girl, hurry up and light the sky lanterns, these ghosts can't bear it anymore."

A kind old man next to him persuaded.

Although there are quite a few human monks beside the pool, and there are some strong ones who can shape the gods, but there are too many evil spirits in Wangui Ridge. There are hundreds of evil spirits in Yuanhai realm alone. The evil ghosts in the God-shaping Realm are probably no less than thirty or forty.

Such a powerful strength is simply unmatched by the human monks here.

"Little girl, hurry up and push the guy next to you who is at the Profound Core Realm into the pool."

Another person hurriedly urged.

Luo Li gritted her teeth, with a complicated expression on her face, looking at her ancestor, she dared not say a word.

"You don't have to feel guilty."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and patted Luo Li's shoulder, jumped into the black pool.

He walked hundreds of miles forward in the pool, came to the center of the pool, and stopped.

There was a strange force in the black water, as if there were countless insects trying to get into Ye Yun's body.

Ye Yun did not take any action, but restrained the aura of the true god.

I'm afraid that once any breath leaks out, this place will be destroyed.

The power of these black waters cannot penetrate into his body, not even his clothes.

ooh...

The evil spirits above the black pool roared over. Hearing Ye Yun's loud laughter, they raised their hands, sending out streaks of black light, falling towards Ye Yun's body.

Ye Yun closed his eyes, his face was calm, without any expression.

The black light fell on him and disappeared. In the eyes of outsiders, it seemed to have taken effect.

And the next moment, a red candle appeared above Ye Yun's head, and a sky lantern was also lit.

"Grandfather, he should be fine."

Luo Li by the pool watched this scene nervously, her heart hanging in her throat.

She kept comforting herself in her heart.

But she was a little relieved when she saw that the old ancestor's expression was still the same even though the sky lantern was lit.

Everything in front of him was created by Ye Yun.

That day, the lamp-like candle began to emit a strange energy from the top of Ye Yun's head.

This energy seemed to be summoned by the black pool, slowly fell into the pool, and drifted to a mysterious place.

Kilometers away from the ground.

Inside a pitch-black ancient coffin, there is a huge ghost currently sleeping.

Ye Yun's ray of energy drifted over and was quickly sucked in by it.

Then it opens its eyes.

Those were a pair of blood-colored eyes, revealing strands of fierce light.

"God helped me too! This time, this king will definitely be able to recover from the trauma of the soul."

The white fangs at the corners of the mouth of this self-proclaimed evil ghost bared out fiercely, revealing a ferocious smile.

It is the only ghost king in Wangui Ridge.

It used to be a strong person in the Shenqiao realm, but due to the trauma of the soul, the realm fell to the half-step Shenqiao realm.

for thousands of years.

It hides in the depths of Wangui Ridge to heal its injuries continuously.

Its spiritual injury was caused by one of its enemies.

Ordinary panacea, there is no cure at all.

It simply hid in the extremely remote place of Gu Yue Dynasty to heal its wounds, so as to avoid the pursuit of its enemies.

Deep in the ground.

The ghost king accidentally found a black coffin.

On the black coffin, there is a strange method of lighting the sky lantern, which has a miraculous effect on the recovery of his soul, but the speed will be slower, which makes him see the dawn.

So it gathered some ghosts and grandchildren, and at the same time taught some powerful ghosts and supernatural powers, allowing them to turn Wanguiling into a forbidden place.

Those ghosts and grandchildren helped him find human beings from the human race, and burned them as sky lanterns for him.

After all, there are still enemies, even in this remote Ancient Moon Dynasty, the ghost king dare not make a big show of it.

So let humans take the initiative to sacrifice.

It was used in exchange for the peace of the territory of the Ancient Moon Dynasty.

This is the origin of Wanguiling and the reason for lighting up sky lanterns.

Thousands of years.

I have lit the sky lantern countless times, and its soul is slowly recovering, and it is only a small step away from fully recovering.

According to the progress, it still needs to light the sky lantern three times.

But unexpectedly, among the human beings who lighted the sky lanterns this time, there was someone with a special energy in the spirit, which accelerated the speed of recovery.

The ghost king couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

This time the soul is recovered, and it can recover to the half-step divine bridge state.

After another ten or eight years of recuperation, it is estimated that he will be able to hit the Shenqiao Realm again.

The ghost king was still extremely excited at the thought of being able to return to the previous Shenqiao realm.

It opened its blood-colored eyes, stared at the black coffin board, and continuously absorbed the energy of the sky lantern in the ghost pool, recovering the wounds on its soul.

"Quickly."

The King of Ghosts could not help feeling elated when he felt that his soul was recovering at double speed.

The ray of energy coming from the ghost pool unexpectedly became stronger and stronger, allowing the soul to recover faster and faster.

This could not help but surprise him.

Originally, it took 49 days to light the sky lanterns, but more than ten days have passed, and there are less than 30 days left.

But according to the current speed, I am afraid it will not take a few days.

Ye Yun in the ghost pool.

Looking at the ghost king from afar, a sneer sneered in his heart.

This ghost king thought he was lucky, but he didn't know that everything was planned by him.

Ye Yun was not in a hurry.

He is constantly refining the blood of the ancestral dragon in his body.

His cultivation base is also constantly improving.

Two days have passed.

Ye Yun's cultivation quickly broke through to the third level of the True God Realm.

Five days passed.

Ye Yun's cultivation has broken through to the fourth floor of the True God Realm!

Feeling that the power of the Zulong blood essence in his body was still so surging, Ye Yun smiled slightly.

Sure enough, this ancestral dragon's essence and blood could allow him to break through to the tenth level of the True God Realm.

It's a pity that he's been in this place long enough now.

The ghost king has almost recovered and will come out soon.

Ye Yun used his spiritual sense to look at Luo Li by the pool, and found that she was standing there nervously, her small hands clenched into fists.

The body is a little stiff.

"Don't worry, Luo Li, I'm fine."

Ye Yun sent out a divine thought.

Luo Li nodded quickly, her hanging heart finally fell.

At this time, she looked at the junior brother Jun Moxiao again, and found that the junior brother's face was getting worse and worse, and he seemed to be unable to hold on anymore.

She began to worry again.

Her master accepted three disciples.

Luo Li is the second child.

She also has a senior sister named Su Wanyi who looks like a fairy.

It's just that the sister is missing.

Now her life and death are uncertain, and Luo Li doesn't know where she is.

But what is certain is that the senior sister should not have fallen into the hands of the enemy.

"Little girl, which sect are you from?"

Perhaps it was too boring to stay, a white-haired old man in the God-shaping realm actually took the initiative to chat with Luo Li.