Chapter 670 Old Ghost!

Half of the hidden sword in the blue robe was drawn out. He originally wanted to spar with Hu Ming after not seeing him for a long time, but he silently sheathed the hidden sword.

I always feel that with the woman Liang Wan here, it seems that there is no way to create that kind of atmosphere of discussion.

"Give up. Just because you are improving doesn't mean that I am regressing. You are a player at the same level as my brother and the blind man, and you are still a few points behind me."

Hu Ming seemed to understand Lanpao's thoughts and chuckled: "If you want to take revenge on me, if you want to wash away the shame I gave your clan back then, don't even think about it in this lifetime!"

"I can't decide on the philosophy of the clan and the "King of Hell". I also despise the female body of a mount that is raised as tribute to the "King of Hell" every ten years. "

"But I am only a protector of the law and a military guarantee for the clan. I cannot interfere with the customs that have lasted for thousands of years."

"Besides, unlike the creatures in your sect, the "King of Hell" in our sect has huge flaws. He does not ride a female corpse for fun or to show his transcendent status, but..."

The blue robe fell silent, sighed, and slowly explained the meaning of the Kangbalo people's existence.

"It's just that they are just failures and have ruined themselves. They also have ancient bronze, but they haven't been able to research anything. They can only use the power of ancient bronze to absorb the vitality of specially treated young girls to maintain their ruin. It’s just an unbearable life!”

"It's a pity, even if it's for the sake of those innocent young ladies who were tortured by your tribe and paid tribute, I should simply kill all the creatures in your gate!"

"But it doesn't matter anymore. The time has come. Whether it's our side or yours, the time has come for the people inside. Five thousand years of lingering are ultimately just delusions."

Hu Ming said with rare ridicule.

Bronze doors exist everywhere in the world. They are very similar. They have basically existed for about five thousand years. Inside the doors are some ancient creatures who are unwilling to die and are just lingering.

However, the supernatural power of ancient bronze is not endless. Five thousand years have passed, and the supernatural power of ancient bronze is about to be exhausted. These people who rely on ancient bronze to exist will also die.

"This is the fate of the Kangbalo people! We have known it for a long time and we have accepted it!"

The blue robe remained unmoved and said in a deep voice.

"So Hu Ming, and Lanpao, you all know what is behind the bronze door?"

Zhang Rishan grabbed the curious Liang Wan and asked with bright eyes!

The Zhang family is the group that knows the Bronze Gate best. Unfortunately, this secret is only known to every Zhang Qiling and is passed down from generation to generation. The rest of the people don't know it at all.

"What does it matter if you know or don't know? The world inside the door, the creatures inside the door, will all come to an end within half a year, whether it is in the Changbai Mountains, the Himalayas, or the rest of the world. "

"Perfect immortality is simply a wonderful dream, just an illusion..."

Lanpao glanced at Zhang Yueshan, who was obviously curious about knowledge, and said calmly.

But, why does this woman Liang Wan seem to have something wrong and frightened in her expression?

"Doesn't exist? A dream?"

Hu Ming smiled and said nothing. He, little brother, is obviously an immortal, right?

Let’s not talk about Hu Ming’s green chicken for now.

It can be said that the little brother is a collection of those ancient beings' research on immortality. It was created by various accidents and is real.

"I say, three gentlemen, now is not the time for you to have a friendly exchange, is it?"

"Even if you insist on bringing me to this hellish place, let's not talk about the relationship between my problems and this blue robe. The current problem..."

"We are going to die!!!"

Liang Wan broke away from Zhang Rishan and finally found a chance to interrupt, shouting with a cry.

"Are you going to die? Don't make trouble, the three of us are here, we can't go anywhere in this world...!"

Zhang Yueshan looked at his woman in a funny way. Just as he was about to say some comforting words with rare confidence, he suddenly noticed something strange around him, his pupils shrank hard, and he couldn't help but curse.

"Fuck!!!"*2

This is Hu Ming and Lan Pao.

The scene in front of them really frightened the three well-informed people!

Hu Ming had seen a similar scene once, but the current scene was even more shocking than the last time!

After all, the last time I met the Hundred Ghosts in Western Xinjiang, I just acted instinctively, and this time...

In the black mist that covered the entire ground, countless shadows slowly rose from it.

There are countless humanoid existences!

But obviously, these are definitely not human beings!

Translucent black shadow bodies, desolate ancient animal skins, messy beards and hair, both men and women, all with their upper bodies exposed, and all the eyes of the beings were looking in the direction of the four people.

The body, limbs and head are clearly different from modern humans, and they are humans from ancient times.

The resentment and anger in his eyes were almost burning.

As he spoke, these shadows had already risen from the black mist on the surface of their entire bodies, half floating in the air.

Around him, the originally calm black mist became boiling.

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At the same time, all the figures opened their mouths and roared silently.

No. It's not silent. Hu Ming's keen hearing has detected some strange wind noises that are gradually rising?

The so-called rumors in Gutongjing are actually the roars of ten thousand ghosts!?

Hu Ming's pupils shrank, and he seemed to understand something.

"I say, this is a ghost! What kind of ghost is Lan Ting? You can tell at a glance that she is a half-baked one, right?"

Liang Wan is indeed a thick-skinned person. In addition to being frightened, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and did not forget to complain to Hu Ming about Lan Ting's existence.

". You can shut up."

Hu Ming's face darkened. How can this be compared?

Apart from some strange special powers, Lan Ting has almost no perception like ordinary people. Even all the instruments in the world cannot detect her problems.

But what about these in front of us?

Old ghosts that have been here for thousands of years!! Divide!

You can tell from the look in these beings’ eyes that these ghosts are clearly…

Eh?

“Their anger is not directed at us, but at the altar under our feet and this strange faceless god?”

“They died because of the faceless god, and their resentment was so strong after death. In this special Feng Shui environment, they were even nurtured into ghosts?”

Hu Ming suddenly realized.

“Although I don’t know exactly what this place is for, it seems to be like this. And, Hu Ming, we may be innocent.”

“But I don’t think these ghosts will let us, the evil ghosts who are in the pond, go, and such a rare group of ghosts, really. I won the first prize!”

Zhang Yueshan subconsciously protected Liang Wan behind him, his face a little ugly.

He regretted coming here.