In the darkness of the world, the heat is blowing.

Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue stood with their backs back, guarding against possible attacks in the dark at any time.

In Yang Xuming's hands, the flame of the red candle was beating silently, representing Li Gui wandering nearby.

However, they waited for several minutes, and the white dog did not appear.

Ying Sixue whispered, "Will that thing... just lie under the car?"

Behind Ying Sixue, the pale [False World] lay directly on the ground, peering at the situation under the car.

But Ying Sixue saw nothing.

"Not under the car...is it on the other side of the car?" Ying Sixue was a little confused.

Yang Xuming stared at the red candle in his hand and said, "That thing is very close to us. Is it possible that it wants to consume my red candle before attacking us? Does it know the danger of this candle?"

Ying Sixue shook his head, "an animal-type ghost can't be so smart. It's slow to appear, maybe it has something to do with its law of action that appears once every fifteen minutes."

"It has been lying on the roof of our car just now. If you really want to attack us, you can do it easily."

"But it doesn't. Maybe its actions will be restricted in some way? Only once every fifteen minutes?"

Ying Sixue bit her finger and began to enter the reasoning mode, "If this is the case, then maybe it makes sense."

Yang Xuming looked at the red candle in his hand and smiled bitterly.

"Then I take out the red candle now, isn't it a waste? This is my health bar!"

Ying Sixue looked down at the time and said, "Don't worry, it will be the next fifteen minutes in two minutes."

"Wait another two minutes and everything will be clear."

A pale, false world hovered behind Ying Sixue, and Yang Xuming was burning with blood-red ghost fire.

Back to back, both of them were alert to the darkness in front of them.

Time, one minute and one second passed.

Finally, fifteen minutes passed.

Ying Sixue's cell phone alarm rang.

At the same time, a skinny and ugly white dog rushed out of the darkness.

He rushed straight to Ying Sixue.

"[False World]!"

Ying Sixue shouted, and the pale ghost behind him immediately rushed out.

Then, through the scrawny white dog.

"Huh?!" Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue who saw this scene were stunned at the same time.

Ying Sixue hurriedly backed away, and at the same time recalled [False World].

But the speed of the white dog is too fast!

Almost instantly, it rushed to Ying Sixue, and its sharp fangs bite Ying Sixue viciously.

"court death!"

Yang Xuming shouted violently and cut out with a sword.

Under the blood-red ghost fire, his perception ability and physical fitness have been greatly improved.

The speed of the sword was so fast that there was an afterimage.

After the hair came first, he slashed directly on the white dog with a sword.

Wei Ying Sixue blocked this sudden attack.

However, the expression of joy had not yet appeared in the future, and it froze on Yang Xuming's face.

Because after this sword hit the white dog, it didn't even cut off the opponent.

The white dog twisted his body slightly, and even sucked the entire sword into his body.

Yang Xuming felt the huge suction power coming from the blade, and the suction power was so great that it almost dragged him down.

"Depend on!"

Yang Xuming raised his left hand and pointed the palm of his hand at the white dog hanging in the air.

This black ghost fire can scorch evil spirits and make Li ghosts feel intense pain.

Behind the white dog, Ying Sixue's [False World] also rushed back at the same time, stretched out his hands and grabbed the white dog.

The two of them surrounded the enemy directly one after the other!

But at the moment when the black wildfire was about to drown the white dog, the situation that had happened before happened again.

This scrawny white dog turned out to be like a phantom that didn't exist in the world. The black ghost fire sprayed by Yang Xuming all passed through its body, and all without any stay sprayed on [False World].

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah!"

Ying Sixue was trembling with pain, and screamed in tears.

The pain of being hit by a black ghost fire is definitely not something ordinary people can bear.

[Fake World] All the hurt and pain received are reflected in Ying Sixue!

Yang Xuming hurriedly put away the black ghost fire, and the [False World] also retreated desperately in pain, and once again moved away from the scrawny white dog.

So the white dog hung in the air stared at Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue with such bitterness, and silently opened the mouth full of fangs.

Bite to Ying Sixue!

"No...huh?!"

Ying Sixue, who backed in a hurry, looked at the empty front with a stunned look, and was stunned, "Where is that dog?"

Yang Xuming blew out the candle in his hand and said, "It's gone."

"The moment it was about to bite you, it disappeared out of thin air."

While explaining the situation, Yang Xuming re-wrapped the red candle with red paper.

"It seems that the candle doesn't work for this thing," Yang Xuming said. "It's weird that all our means can't touch it. Is it just a phantom?"

"But when its body clamps my sword, I can clearly feel the huge suction... Is this dog's ability to prevent all the damage from touching itself?"

Ying Sixue stroked her chest and took a few breaths before she relaxed.

She said, "If we can't touch it, then in exchange, it will definitely not touch us either."

"I'm afraid it can switch to the inaccessible state of nothingness at any time...Master Yang, when we clamped it just now, was its body still sucking your sword?"

Yang Xuming nodded, "Well, the suction is still there, and it has not disappeared because it is untouchable."

Ying Sixue looked down at the time and said, "It looks like it really appears once every fifteen minutes, and there is a limit to the time it appears."

"It was about to bite me just now, but it still disappeared out of thin air, proving that this disappearance was not its will, but that it had to disappear."

"The duration of the battle just now was about thirty seconds."

"I just don't know if this time is fixed, or it can increase as the number of occurrences increases."

Ying Sixue looked at Yang Xuming, "Let's continue to wait, wait for that thing to appear again in fifteen minutes."

"Holding another attack, maybe we can analyze the nature of the opponent's ability."

Yang Xuming smiled bitterly and shook his head after listening, "I'm afraid we will all be on the street next time we come."

"It almost succeeded in biting you just now. If we come again next time, how can we deal with it?"

"All attacks can't touch it. It's a bit difficult."