Wu Rong was thinking about a question, is the big ghost still in the illusionary realm, or is he already awake? In any case, the world between him, Fu Qing and Guitong seemed to be in a certain state. Once he entered, the balance would be broken, and Wu Rong couldn't predict what would happen then, so he stayed on the sidelines for the time being.

After Nan rubbed Guitong's hair, he slowly shook his head. At this moment, the expression on Guitong's face was very complicated. Crazy distortion and Rumu's trust were intertwined, but there was more black resentment on his body, so much that his original blue-gray skin was turning dark.

'Is this the power of the Great Tiankeng? '

Wu Rong frowned and looked at the source of the black mist. The crack in the Great Tiankeng is now like a small active volcano, gurgling and spewing out thick black mist. Different from the pure yin energy absorbed by Wu Rong, the black mist was mixed with countless impurities, filthy and filthy, and poured into the ghost boy's body continuously to compete with the talisman array.

'Yeah, but there's so much dirt in there, it really stinks. '

The scepter said in distaste, if it had hands, it might want to pinch its nose: "It can only do this. After all, the seal is still there, and it has gone too far to send out the sacrifice. If it wasn't... not, it It doesn't dare to be so bold. Of course, it doesn't dare to make this matter too big, otherwise...'

The words of the scepter were intermittent, and there were several abnormal gaps in them, as if the words there were erased by some kind of force. However, its words can be regarded as revealing good news. Before the seal of the Great Tiankeng is completely lifted, it also has its own restrictions, and it cannot unscrupulously infuse power into the ghost boy. With the current situation and the talisman formation, they have a high chance of winning against the ghost boy together.

The only question now is how long it will take Fu Qing and Nan to wake up.

'You don't want me to kill him? '

Gui Tong's voice was very soft, he lowered his head, the shadow blocked his expression, it seemed that Yu Nan was talking, and he seemed to be talking to himself: 'Then why don't you talk to me, why don't you come down to accompany me. '

He threw away the cell phone and the gray-white human soul casually, clutching Nan's blood-colored sleeves tightly with both hands, and suddenly raised his head, revealing his completely deformed face. A layer of thick black viscous liquid adhered to Guitong's face, and only a few black holes were hollowed out at the facial features. Countless ferocious meridians and blood vessels undulated and moved under the liquid, like countless little snakes, constantly drilling into his soul body. There was a strange and distorted sense of horror on his face, which could scare a child to stop crying.

'Why don't you come down with me. '

Guitong's voice became harsher, and the madness and paranoia revealed in it was shocking.

'Why don't you talk to me! '

Nan's sleeves were held tighter and tighter by him, Guitong's eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his shriveled eyeballs looked like two obsidian stones. The countless unspeakable emotions accumulated over the years were finally transformed into resentment and hatred under the urging of the power of the Great Tiankeng. His voice became more and more shrill, and each call was like a cuckoo crying blood, soaked in poisonous juice.

'Fu Qingnan, Fu Qingnan! '

'Fu Qingnan...'

Guitong's voice suddenly became low, very soft, revealing the child's grievance: "Fu Qingnan, I'm in so much pain. '

He tried his best to raise his right arm, and the broken forearm was barely connected to the big arm. The flesh and blood on it were pitted and full of tooth marks from the bites of wild beasts: "I hurt so much, Fu Qingnan."

‘Can you blow it for me, it won’t hurt anymore. '

As if bewitched, the big ghost bowed his head under the pleading of the ghost boy. His hand gently held the ghost boy's arm, and the moment he touched it, the dirty black faded from the ghost boy's arm, turning into a healthy wheat color. The rolled flesh and blood were scarlet, and the blood flowed continuously, and even the gentlest wind could make the skin and muscles tremble with pain. Accompanied by Guitong's non-stop murmuring words of "It hurts so much" and "I hurt so much", Nan's head lowered lower and lower.

His eyes were about to be fully opened, his narrow and beautiful eyes were like blue ink, but his eyes were out of focus. The vision has not been fully restored, is it because the unblocking is not complete, or was it lured by the ghost boy and fell into an illusion? He couldn't see the twisted and ferocious face under the sobbing of the ghost boy, the malicious light flashing in his eyes, and his sharp fingers and claws pointing like knives.

'Come with me, come down with me. '

‘It’s cold down there, it’s dark, there are a lot of dogs, it’s scary. '

Amidst the whispers, Guitong's sharp fingers and claws touched Nan's heart. At this moment, the burning resentment in his eyes like the flames of **** disappeared, and the corners of Guitong's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a pure smile.

'come with me'

'Fu Qingnan! '

'Keng! '

The finger and claw almost pierced the heart, but was cut off in the nick of time. Guitong is like a person who was suddenly awakened from a dream. The black mist of resentment surged up. He was so frightened and furious that he jumped to avoid the next attack. The severed hand healed quickly. He pointed at the intruder furiously, and his voice was shrill and piercing. :'who! Why are you bothering me! '

Wu Rong didn't expect to hurt the ghost boy under the blessing of the Great Tiankeng. After forcing him back with two moves, he stood beside Nan and asked coldly, "Who are you and what were you doing just now?"

'I am Kukuka. '

In the confusion, Guitong subconsciously said: 'I want Fu Qingnan to come down to accompany me, this is what he promised. '

"Oh, really."

Wu Rong was noncommittal: "Look at your hands."

'my hand? mine…'

He suddenly trembled, as if realizing something, lowered his head in a daze, stared at his skinny and sharp, dirty fingers and claws that were not at all human-like, and murmured incoherently: "I am Kukuka, I am... no, no, I am not ...'

I am a ghost boy.

The hero Kukuka should have died and sacrificed when he sealed the Great Tiankeng. What is he who has been repeatedly sacrificed and tortured by the Great Tiankeng, and who has been assimilated and polluted by the filthy power of the Great Tiankeng.

What was I doing again just now.

Guitong raised his head in a daze and looked at 'Fu Qingnan', but his pupils shrank suddenly in the next moment. Any reasonable person can see that the blood-clothed ghost is translucent and dark, and he is not a human being.

'he…'

"Fu Qingnan is dead."

Wu Rong said coldly and emphatically: "Fu Qingnan is dead, he can't accompany you anymore. Do you understand?"

‘Dead, dead? '

Guitong seemed to have received a great blow, and the resentment all over his body shook unsteadily like water waves. The talisman array, which had been suppressed for a long time, took the opportunity to counterattack, the talisman fire burned and devoured the resentment, and it burned to Guitong's feet in an instant, but he remained motionless, as if trapped in his own world, only repeating.

died?

Fu Qingnan... is dead?

Seeing Guitong in chaos, Wu Rong recalled what the scepter said to him before, if Guitong was still pure resentment, he would not have the power he has now, and there would be no cognitive deviation, but now the cracks in the Great Tiankeng The mutation made him stronger, comparable to the original Kukuka, but it also made him more rational in the twisted resentment.

It is this reason that makes him extremely painful now. Pure evil and resentment can make people unable to deal with it. If you are rational, you can listen to what others say, and there will be loopholes in your heart. Words and words can sometimes exert more powerful power than blades.

'Impossible, it's impossible'

Guitong held his head, his eyes were distorted and crazy, sometimes he was filled with resentment and hatred, sometimes he was shocked and unbelievable, he was completely immersed in his own world: "This is impossible—"

Fu Qingnan is so strong, how could he die!

At this time, Wu Rong was still prodding him, making him realize the cruelty of reality, and Guitong subconsciously shook his head, covered his ears, and kept murmuring: 'Don't say it, don't say it. '

It's almost hot.

Wu Rong saw that the black mist of Datiankeng wrapped around Guitong's body fluctuated violently due to his emotional changes, and the originally stable connection began to become illusory. He thought about it, and decided to take another dose of ruthless medicine.

"Do you know why he doesn't talk to you?"

'Don't say it, don't say it...'

Wu Rong stood on tiptoe and caressed the corner of the big ghost's mouth: "Because of the big tiankeng, even if he died, he couldn't speak, lost his five senses, and his soul was covered in bruises."

Wu Rong skillfully diverted the contradiction. He looked at Guitong and stared at his terrifying eyes, but he was not afraid. Instead, he glanced mockingly at the dark connection between him and the crack in the Great Tiankeng, and said softly: " Are you going to kill him again?"

Are you going to become an accomplice in the Great Tiankeng and kill Fu Qingnan again?

'say no more! ! ! '

With a shrill scream, the canyon trembled, the mountains shook and there was a bang, which stimulated the scarlet rune rope to surge like an earth dragon. A crisp crackling sound like joints of bones came from Guitong's body, and his soul suddenly swelled countless times, making him as tall and terrifying as a giant. The dark connection that carried energy between him and the crack in the sinkhole creaked and finally snapped.

The break of the connecting line also affected the crack of the Great Tiankeng. I saw it cracked from the middle, and the horizontal crack crossed the middle. From a distance, it looked like a fork was made on the ground. No more black mist spouting from the cracks in the tiankeng, it just looks like an ordinary canyon crack.

It worked!

The expectation was fulfilled, but Wu Rong didn't have any relaxed expression on his face. Although the link is broken and the cracks in the Great Tiankeng are temporarily unable to continue to send energy to Guitong, his strength has reached a certain level. Wu Rong could feel the oppressive and heavy sense of restraint in the surrounding air. The talisman formations all over Hongya and Yuzhou were almost fully activated, and the Sifang Saint patterns in the canyon were about to be completely clear, but they were stuck in the final stage.

The broken connection prevented the ghost boy from continuing to grow stronger, and also prevented the talisman array from being fully activated. But what Wu Rong will face next is a ghost boy who is completely out of control.

"what-!!"

The black mist of resentment swept in like a wind with hidden blades, and ordinary people would rot and rot into water if they touched even a little bit. The enraged ghost boy intends to kill Wu Rong, but his attack is blocked by the talisman array. The crimson talisman rope wrapped around his head, neck and limbs like a giant python, tightening suddenly, but was pulled away by the out-of-control ghost boy.

Wu Rong's previous words aroused his crazy hostility, and the resentment condensed into a beast's head and opened its **** mouth, Guitong actually wanted to kill him regardless of his arm that was almost strangled by the rope!

Wu Rong originally planned to take the opportunity to jump onto the cliff, the undulating talisman rope and the land where the big Tiankeng crack is not a good place to stay, but Wu Rong did not expect that the ghost boy's attack came so fast, just catching up with him in mid-air When there is nowhere to focus. Heart turned like electricity, Wu Rong's eyes sharpened, and he actually advanced instead of retreating. He exposed his non-critical shoulders and arms in front of the resentful beast, and at the same time threw the scepter at the ghost boy, igniting yin and yang flames in his hands.

At the time of life and death crisis, Wu Rong couldn't rely on the scepter of unknown origin. The monstrous flames condensed into a knife, and at the same time, he slashed at the ghost boy under the fierce bite of the fierce beast, intending to exchange wounds for wounds!

"what!"

The ghost boy roared mournfully, but the pain Wu Rong expected from being bitten by the beast did not come as expected. A handsome white figure stood in front of him, dazzling flames ignited on the mahogany sword, and the fierce beast formed by the condensed resentment roared and disappeared under the flames.

"Fu Qing"

Wu Rong's heart skipped a beat, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, his face suddenly changed. He also pointed at the side of the Celestial Master's neck with his back turned like a knife, his eyes were full of surprise, and finally he said coldly: "Who are you?"

Tianshi turned his face sideways, with long black eyelashes and indifferent black eyes. In an instant, blood surged, and the snow-white Taoist robe turned into a scarlet blood robe. The bamboo hairpin shattered, and the black hair fell down, flying wildly in the strong wind. A faint white light shrouded him, like a white snow-capped mountain, cold and ascetic, so powerful that it was suffocating, and his heart trembled. And when his eyes fell and his thin lips parted slightly, the world seemed to be quiet for a moment.

"Wu Rong."