I'm a mentally ill person, so it's reasonable for me not to be afraid of ghosts.

Chapter 1170

"Daxia Kingdom is still the same..."

Bai Yuan looked at Zhongyuan City below, which was still prosperous and had no sense of desolation after the disaster.

After all, a large number of blood-slaughtering ghosts fell in his ghost disaster...

In a blink of an eye,

Bai Yuan had crossed Zhongyuan City and came to the border area of ​​Daxia Kingdom, and saw the piles of blood-slaughtering ghost corpses...

What surprised him was that at this moment, a large number of folk ghosts gathered in the border area...

Some of them acted alone, while others were in small teams.

And everyone had the same purpose, which was to clean up the battlefield and find some missed supernatural objects.

Although Daxia Kingdom had specially cleaned up the battlefield before, because there were too many dead blood-slaughtering ghosts, there would naturally be omissions...

This was a great opportunity for folk ghosts!

After all, these blood-slaughtering ghosts are at least at the fourth level of the curse, and the spiritual objects left behind are of great value...

Bai Yuan looked down, but he didn't feel anything.

For him, these spiritual objects are no longer useful, and even if they are sold, they can't get many ghost crystals.

"Huh?"

At this moment,

Bai Yuan's expression moved slightly, but he saw a familiar figure,

He quickly fell down and came to the crowd,

"Huh?!"

A middle-aged man noticed the terrifying spiritual aura, and his expression changed drastically in an instant. He held a worn-out corpse-retrieving hook in his hand,

But when he saw the face of the man clearly, he was stunned, and there was a complicated look in his eyes.

"Uncle, how are you these days?"

Bai Yuan raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile in his eyes,

The other party was the corpse-retrieving man Yan Qing!

One of the strong men who dealt with Ping'an River!

The two had some interactions before, but because of the huge gap in strength between the two sides, they were actually just strangers who were a little familiar with each other.

"Minister Bai..."

Yan Qing's expression was complicated, and he couldn't help but sigh.

At the beginning, one of them was a rookie who had just embarked on the path of the supernatural, and the other was a well-known three-curse expert. Now, more than two years have passed, and the other has become the top existence in Zhongzhou...

And he is still just a folk ghost, and he can't even break through the five curses...

This gap is indeed something that no one can calmly accept...

"Are you looking for supernatural things here?"

Bai Yuan smiled, but he didn't act high and mighty. It was just because he suddenly saw someone he knew, and there was a touch of emotion in his eyes.

"I heard that there might be a seriously injured blood-slaughtering ghost in the border area, so I came to try my luck."

Yan Qing didn't hide anything,

"Hmm? Are you ready to break through the five spells?"

Bai Yuan's expression moved slightly, and he understood it immediately,

He saw his ghost eyes opened and looked at the pile of corpses in front of him,

In an instant, he clenched his right hand slightly, and a seriously injured blood-slaughtering ghost of the five spells level was caught by him,

Although his ghost disaster that day was extremely terrible, there were always some fish that slipped through the net, but although they were still alive, they had no combat power, which was also one of the goals of this group of folk ghosts,

After all, a seriously injured evil ghost can be sold at a very high price!

"I'll give it to you."

Bai Yuan smiled and handed the Blood Slaughter Ghost in his hand to him like a little chicken.

"..."

Yan Qing was silent for a moment.

After a moment, he took the Blood Slaughter Ghost and said seriously:

"Thank you, Minister Bai."

Bai Yuan waved his hand and disappeared instantly...

Yan Qing looked at the Blood Slaughter Ghost in his hand and still felt unreal.

He looked around, but no one looked over. Obviously, no one except him saw Bai Yuan's existence, and even the Blood Slaughter Ghost in his hand was ignored by everyone...

This terrifying spiritual power made him feel shocked...

He couldn't understand the means of such a strong man, which also made him His mind became more complicated...

At this moment,

Bai Yuan has stepped into the sky again,

He and Yan Qing are not close friends, but at least they are familiar faces, not to mention that the blood-slaying ghost given by him is just a piece of cake for him...

"There are no acquaintances at the border, let's go to Ping'an City to have a look..."

Bai Yuan walked in the air and headed straight for Ping'an City in the south,

He is not a nostalgic person, but after leaving the customs today, he actually had this impulse for the first time,

Perhaps, he also understands that he may not be able to see these people on the next supernatural night...

After all, next time, the army of the Seven Curse Ghost Lords will come,

Even if he can deal with hundreds of Seven Curses, the rest of the smallThe ghosts will be at the level of five and six spells, which is not something that ordinary people can resist. At that time, humans will inevitably suffer heavy casualties...

The fall of Zhongzhou is no longer something that he can stop alone...

In the great world, the power of an individual is too small, unless he is really strong enough to change everything...

Soon,

Bai Yuan returned to Ping'an City.

Today, Ping'an City has been developed because of him, and even the supernatural business has surpassed the provincial capital, becoming the largest supernatural city in the province!

And there are countless ghosts coming and going, some for supernatural transactions, and some want to see Bai Yuan's birthplace, thinking that there may be special opportunities...

But unfortunately, Bai Yuan's opportunity is the ghost face on his body, not other external objects...

In a blink of an eye,

Bai Yuan came to Ping'an City No. 5 Middle School, but he didn't see any familiar people.

After all, he was a senior high school student at the time, and the students in the ordinary class had already graduated, and the supernatural class had been disbanded by Zhang Qingdao.

"There's not a single familiar face..."

Bai Yuan shook his head and left No. 5 Middle School in an instant.

Soon, he traveled all over Ping'an City and actually met some classmates from the supernatural class, most of whom were ghosts with two or three spells.

Although their supernatural level was not high, everyone looked weathered and no longer as immature as before.

If it were normal times, Bai Yuan would not have run into them, but because of the supernatural night, all the folk ghosts in the country were temporarily called back.

And Bai Yuan was not stingy, and gave them some supernatural items that he no longer needed...

Even so, this was a huge opportunity for them!

"Teacher Wang, long time no see."

At this moment, Bai Yuan came to the city's supernatural department.

The Wang Li in front of him was his head teacher in the supernatural department, and he took good care of him.

"You kid, you still remember to come back and take a look?"

Wang Li had a smile on his face, his eyes full of relief.

He looked at Bai Yuan. He never thought that he had taught such a monster who defied the heavens...

For him, this was something he could brag about for the rest of his life!