Chapter 522 Mysterious Middle-Aged Man!

Xiao Tian and Solanum nigrum naturally didn't know what happened on the Panlong Town Pillar. At this moment, they had already appeared in the impermanent ghost world through the ghost world channel opened by the candle holding dragon.

"Master, is this the ghost world?" Solanum nigrum looked around, "It doesn't look as gloomy as I imagined."

Xiao Tian smiled when he heard the words, looked at the scorched land around him, and said: "This ghost world is a place where ghosts linger and where resentment gathers. You have existed as a ghost for thousands of years, and you have already gotten used to ghost energy, so naturally you won't feel that gloomy."

"Then master, where are we going now?" Solanum nigrum nodded upon hearing this, agreed with Xiao Tian's statement, and then asked.

"The place with the most ghostly aura in the ghost world is the Hall of Impermanence where Lord Yan is located. If you want to practice, you must go there!" Xiao Tian said with a smile.

With his strength, he can completely run amok in the ghost world, even if all the ghost world masters come out, they will not be his opponent.

Under such circumstances, he naturally wanted to find a better place to practice for his apprentice!

After hearing the words, Solanum nigrum stopped talking. Without Zhou Shan and his party, she had already fully experienced the strength of her master, and she was able to defeat existences like the dragon holding a candle. I am afraid that there really is no existence in the ghost world that can stop her master.

"Follow me," Xiao Tian beckoned to Solanum nigrum, "then walked towards the hall suspended in mid-air in the distance, Solanum solanum quickly followed after seeing this.

The two of Xiao Tian walked across the bone bridge across the Blood River, and then they seemed to have entered a town.

There are countless ghosts coming and going on the street, and there are many ghosts dressed as peddlers who are carrying things and shouting. There are rows of shops on both sides of the road, and there are countless weird things on the counters. Even Xiao Tian can see it a little dazzled.

"Master, is there such a gathering place in the ghost world?" Solanum nigrum kept looking around, her eyes full of curiosity.

If it wasn't for the Palace of Impermanence floating in midair, and the blood-colored sky in the Ghost Realm that hasn't changed for thousands of years, she would have thought that she had come to some bustling human town.

But even so, the scene in front of her subverted her cognition.

When she was sealed in the Demon Locking Tower, she also saw some ghosts who sneaked out from the ghost world. According to those ghosts, the ghost world was described as a horrible purgatory.

But now it seems that there is not much difference between the ghost world and the human world, except that the breath of the ghost world is a little more suppressed.

"There are more than a hundred gathering places like this in the ghost world, but the gathering place near the Hall of Impermanence is the most prosperous."

As soon as Solanum nigrum finished speaking, he heard someone behind him reply.

Solanum nigrum's expression froze when he heard the words, and he quickly looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see a majestic middle-aged man in a linen robe and a soap cloth square scarf walking towards this side.

What surprised Solanum nigrum the most was that the moment the middle-aged man appeared, she seemed to feel that the existence of other ghosts on the street had been downplayed, and only the figure of this middle-aged man was in her eyes.

"Who are you?" The brilliance in Solanum nigrum's hand flashed, and she held an ice blue longbow in her hand. Three ice and snow long arrows rested on the bowstring, and the arrows pointed at the middle-aged man.

"Little girl, put away your weapons. The use of force is prohibited here. If you make a move, the guards will arrive in no time," the middle-aged man was pointed at by Solanum nigrum with an arrow, without any panic on his face, and said in a flat tone.