The ground tremors became more intense.

The ghost king and Xu Jingxian had long since disappeared, but the boulders above their heads fell one by one, and cracks appeared in the entire stone wall and began to collapse.

Chang Ming did not leave in a hurry.

He and Yun Weisi were stuck against the cliff, with only an inch under their feet, precarious and precarious.

Chang Ming raised his head, looking for the exit here.

Where the small world connects with the small world, there must be a disconnected node.

Yun Weisi was strangely silent.

He kept looking at the direction where Shengjue fell under the abyss, his gaze never blinking.

Shengjue once glanced at him before he died.

That look, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile, was meaningful and seemed to contain endless meanings.

What does Sheng Jue want to say?

Yun Weisi is not a person who likes to think wildly, but he subconsciously felt something was wrong.

He recalled the process of the two fighting.

In recent years, Shengjue's cultivation has increased a lot, and it is not what it used to be. Yun Weisi can clearly feel that Shengjue's strength is already close to that of a great master, and when he goes all out to fight, he can even reach the level of a great master.

The opponent's failure stemmed from carelessness. Shengjue underestimated the enemy too much, thinking that he would not take Yun Weisi seriously in his own territory, which eventually led to his death.

But is this really the case?

Yun Weisi touched his heart.

The familiar heartbeat is transmitted through the palm, and it seems to be no different from before.

Suddenly, there was a sneer in his ear.

Ah.

No, not from the ear, but from the heart.

Yun Weisi frowned.

Was that his original voice, or did Sheng Jue do something before he died?

I heard that there is a heart formula in Buddhism called Xuan Nian Tong, which can sneak a ray of spiritual thoughts into the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, coexist with it, eavesdrop on the other party's thoughts, steal the soul of the spiritual platform over time, and even seize the house.

Could it be that Shengjue did not hesitate to use himself as a bait to plant a ray of evil thoughts in his heart with his life?

"how?"

Chang Ming noticed his abnormality, pressed his arm lightly, and asked beside him.

Yun Weisi suddenly felt that his hands were as hot as a branding iron. Subconsciously want to get rid of it!

As soon as the thought came up, he was stunned again.

This sense of anxiety and boredom was not there before.

He closed his eyes and calmed down.

"Nothing, find a way to get out first."

Ah.

As soon as the voice fell, the sneer sounded again from the bottom of my heart.

It was his own voice.

It's all right to come here to die because he wanted to save Zhou. Has he ever cared about the changes in your body?

"Yun Weisi!"

The raised voice cleared the fog in front of his eyes, causing his body to tremble slightly.

"Are you really okay?" Chang Ming asked again.

Yun Weisi was also a little puzzled.

When he was in the Liuli Pagoda in Luo Country, Chang Ming had temporarily suppressed his demonic energy. Although it could not be completely eradicated, the sea of ​​clouds and Yun Weisi had already merged into one, and there would be no more frequent out of control situations.

He looked down at his hand, the red line stopped at the center of the palm, the light was almost invisible, and he didn't go any further.

Is it really holy?

"Let's go out and talk about it." Yun Weisi said.

Chang Ming didn't have time to ask any more questions, the entire cave collapsed in an instant, those ice shoots were submerged by boulders, and Sheng Jue's bones had already been buried under it.

"follow me!"

…

The ghost king Linghuyou found that he had just chased the will-o'-the-wisp down, but submerged in a sea of ​​ice.

The clear blue sea water floats around the body, and under the ice bamboo shoots, there is such a glass world.

The sea water is icy cold, but it is nothing to the ghost king. He has long since lost his body that can be affected by cold and heat, and he can still survive even in the sea of ​​fire.

It is the scene ahead that makes him stare coldly.

One person was trapped on an iron pillar by iron chains, his long hair was floating in the water, his head was hanging slightly, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Linghuyou subconsciously felt that figure was very familiar and important to him.

The arm was seized.

Black flames rose all over his body, and he turned his head to look at the person coming, with a ghostly look.

The other party froze for a moment, as if startled by him.

"Can't pass!"

He Qingmo didn't speak, but his voice was clearly transmitted to the ghost king through his spiritual consciousness.

"This is a formation. If you want to leave, you have to find the eye of the formation, but the one in front must be a trap!"

He landed here earlier than the ghost king, and he had already checked the surroundings. This sea of ​​ice is endless, and it is very easy to get lost. He Qingmo turned around three times, and it was the first time he saw iron pillars and pillars. The people on the road, when they circled back for the second time, the iron pillars disappeared at the same place, and the third time is now, when there are more ghost kings, the iron pillars appear again.

He Qingmo is one of the best disciples of this generation in the Shenxiao Immortal Mansion, and he is especially good at formations. His master once told him that everyone in the world who is good at setting up formations and breaking formations, except Chi Bijiang, the owner of Vientiane Palace, should be That's him.

But he couldn't see through the formation in front of him.

There are so many formations in the world, and he has been researching them for a long time but still can't figure out what to do, with one exception, and that is the formation that Chi Bijiang personally set up.

Legend has it that this woman was amazingly talented, but she was born weak and unable to cultivate, so she devoted all her energy to studying astronomical numbers and divination formations, and eventually became a generation of masters.

It's a pity that Chi Bijiang died. I heard that the news of his death came out last month, but no one knew the real cause and date of his death, nor did he know what the inside story was.

He Qingmo pulled back his messy thoughts, and found that the ghost king had shaken his hand away at some point, and walked forward step by step.

He was in a hurry, and rushed forward to stop him, but he didn't expect the ghost king to make a sudden move, and the black flame surged into the sky with a disagreement, and rushed along the sea water, pushing him away instantly. Qing Mo was **** and couldn't move.

"That's a trap, don't go forward!"

The ghost king glanced at him lightly, with a frightening air, He Qingmo felt that the blood all over his body was frozen, and he was almost speechless.

After turning an enemy into a friend, the ghost king spent two days with them. During these two days, the other party was like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. He was curious about everything. He Qingmo He didn't let it go when he was setting up the formation. He even asked He Qingmo about the basic arrangement rules of the formation. He asked He Qingmo very impatiently. After getting acquainted with each other, and even knowing each other's past experience, He Qingmo thought that the two were already friends.

Looking at the ghost king's glance at this time, it was like looking at an ant. He Qingmo had no doubt that the other party would kill him at any time.

What kind of friends, **** friends, that's all my own wishful thinking!

A veil flew over, blocking the ghost king's way forward.

Xu Jingxian came out of nowhere and fought against the ghost king. Her cultivation was naturally much higher than that of He Qingmo who devoted himself to studying formations.

"Fellow Daoist Xu stop him!" He Qingmo sent the message with his spiritual sense, extremely anxious.

Xu Jingxian didn't know the ghost king, but he knew He Qingmo. Although she hated this man, the gloomy aura of the ghost king made her feel uncomfortable, and her hostility suddenly arose. Even if He Qingmo didn't say anything, she would still attack.

The man tied to the iron pillar slowly raised his head.

The ghost king's gaze touched the opponent, and he couldn't help being shocked.

help me…

He heard the man say so.

"You're crazy, there's no one on the iron pillar, it's just a skeleton!"

The ghost king turned a deaf ear to him, he regarded Xu Jingxian who was trying to stop him as the same enemy, black flames burst from his body, and swept towards Xu Jingxian overwhelmingly, with a fierce and murderous look.

Xu Jingxian gritted her teeth, reluctantly using her spiritual power to hold a stalemate with him, and the situation remained unresolved for a while.

The cute ghost kings from the past two days have all disappeared. He Qingmo spurned the self who had misjudged himself. He even had a little bit of sympathy for what happened to the ghost king. However, the ghost king in front of him wanted to kill them. That is the truly frightening existence.

Hei Yan licked the sleeves of his robe and immediately took an inch, spreading to the entire sleeve, and then surrounding the whole body. The spiritual power could not be shaken at all, and the clothes were tightly strangled by Hei Yan. The two could only watch helplessly as the ghost king walked towards the iron pillar step by step.

There seems to be ghost fire lingering around the bones of the bones, dotted with stars, faint blue ghosts, alluring his mind.

Kill them and she will come back to life.

kill them.

kill!

He Qingmo watched the Ghost King walk halfway and stopped, thinking that he suddenly woke up, but unexpectedly, the other party turned around and reached out to grab him!

His line of sight was instantly occupied by black flames, the black was sliced ​​through the icy clear blue, approaching quickly with a strong breath of death.

And Xu Jingxian—

Sha Ling was shattered under such pressure, Xu Jingxian felt terribly distressed, now Zhou Ke's life and death are uncertain, her silk silk has not yet been obtained, and now even the only magic weapon in her hand is about to be destroyed!

Behind the ghost king, black flames rose suddenly, baring their teeth and claws, roaring and condensing into a huge black shadow, like a ghost in the night, covering the sky with one hand, jumping up and rushing towards them!

At the critical moment, Xu Jingxian thought a lot.

She thought of her unattainable crocodile silk, thought of how hard she had managed to get the real grass, but didn't have time to fully use it for herself, so she had to show her prestige at the Qianlin meeting and let everyone in the world remember the magic cultivator Xu Jingxian's reputation is not in vain in this life. As for the extreme realms of stepping through the void and ascending to immortality, they are too illusory, and she never expected to achieve them.

But ever since she left Jiuchongyuan, she has been involuntarily drawn into the vortex. There are many twists and turns in the conspiracy and tricks, and she can't be idle for a moment. The invisible hand has swept across the world, turning the whole world into chaos. In the past, the change of dynasties was just a struggle between ordinary people. The monks are high above and far away from the world. They can sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. Ordinary people will naturally seek it. From the top of their heads, Xu Jingxian learned her cultivation from an ordinary woman, and what she wanted was not the way of longevity, but to be able to completely control her own life.

But now she suddenly felt a sense of fear, not because of the immediate danger, but because she felt that even if the ghost king didn't kill herself, it was still difficult for her to avoid facing the ensuing danger.

Ghost kings, monsters, Wanlian Buddha land, what is hidden behind these people...

Huge black flames poured down from the top of their heads, opening their mouths to devour them.

Xu Jingxian opened her eyes slightly, her heartbeat stopped at this moment.

The next moment may be her death!

…

Suhe moved to Youdu ten years ago.

He originally lived in the suburbs and made a living by farming every day. The couple had a son and a daughter. The daughter married far away, and the son went to the city to start a small business. He picked up the daughter of the shopkeeper of the rice shop, and took Suhe and his wife to the city for a family reunion.

Su He has worked hard all his life, and he is naturally happy to be able to enjoy the blessings when he gets old, but he can't take it easy, and always thinks about the few acres of land in his hometown—a lot of it is rented out to neighbors for cultivation, and he specially reserved a few acres for himself. Mu, on weekdays, raises chickens and ducks with his old wife, tends the crops, and goes back to the city for a few days every month, without being disliked by his son and daughter-in-law, and can still have contacts.

On the day of the Hungry Ghost Festival, the son's family was supposed to go out of the city and return to the countryside to worship their ancestors, but the daughter-in-law was pregnant and was about to give birth. The family was worried. After discussion, they decided to let the son stay in the city to take care of the daughter-in-law. He and his old wife paid homage to their ancestors in their hometown, and then rushed back to the city before the city gate was closed at night.

Originally, everything was going well, but today's sky got dark very early, just after Shen Shi, the sky was already getting dark, and the red clouds spread over the top of the head, red as if stained with blood.

"Old man, why am I looking at the sky wrong? Is there something wrong with my eyes?" The old wife pulled Su He out to look.

Su He also thought it was weird no matter how he looked at it.

"Could it be that because today is the Ghost Festival, don't everyone say that, the door of **** is wide open?"

"Then why wasn't it like this in previous years?"

"Hush, stop talking, pack up your things quickly, the carriage is still waiting for us outside!"

Su He's son sent a guy from the rice shop to drive a carriage to pick up the old couple. Su He and his wife didn't need to clean up. They usually have clothes and food, and the homes in the city have everything they should have. Right now, they just brought some For food, Su He's old wife thought that her son wanted to eat the sweet potatoes grown in his hometown in the country, so she picked a basket and put it in the carriage to take back.

It is not far from the countryside to the city, and it takes less than an hour to get there on weekdays. Today, because I loaded things, I walked slowly. When I entered the city, it was completely dark, and the smell of burning paper money was everywhere.

After all, it was a festival, so Su He didn't think much about it. During the Ghost Festival, every household worshiped their ancestors, and they would often put a brazier to burn paper at the door. In addition, Youdu originally worshiped Buddha and burned incense every day. After living in the city for a long time, he He has long been used to the smell, but today the smell is particularly strong. Su He should have felt his nose choked, but for some reason, he didn't cover his nose and cough, and his eyes didn't hurt from the smoke. On the contrary, he felt that there was a special fragrance in the soot.

Like the usual aroma of burning incense, it is a bit different, thick but not strong, making people want to smell it again after smelling it, and the body is also lazy, stretched and comfortable.

Su He yawned one after another. He sat in the front, and the driver next to him was similar to him. Fortunately, he arrived at the door of the house soon. Su He wanted to go back and say hello to his son, so he washed his face and rested.

He was about to jump off the carriage when his body froze suddenly.

The brazier at the door of the neighbor's door suddenly burst into flames, and it seemed that a black shadow flashed after it, ferocious and evil, and it was about to eat!

Su He thought he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes quickly.

Sure enough, the black shadow disappeared, as if it was an illusion just now.

He muttered a few words, turned around and opened the curtain to call his wife, but saw the most terrifying scene in his life.

A group of human-shaped black shadows were lying on his old wife who passed by in the muddy water, chewing and chewing, as if they were gnawing on something.

Taking a closer look, the old wife's ears, together with the right half of her face, had been gnawed off in half, with blood stains and bones exposed.

Su He took two steps back first, then roared, picked up the wooden stick in the carriage, and hit the shadow!

When the wooden stick fell, the black shadow was suddenly shattered and dissipated, and then the dots of black condensed into a human shape, and suddenly rushed to the car behind, disappearing without a trace!

Su He wailed, and rushed forward to shake his old wife awake, but she didn't respond after shaking for a long time. Then he remembered to call his family for help, and hurried to ask for a doctor. He stumbled out of the car and rushed to the door.

The coachman had disappeared for a long time, and there was a suffocating silence everywhere, only the flames in the brazier were crackling, Su He had no time to pay attention, he went up to knock on the door to call for someone while shouting.

The door was ajar, and opened with a push.

There was also a brazier in the yard, and a stack of paper money next to it was blown up by the wind and scattered all over the sky.

"Ah Xin! Ah Xin! Come out quickly, something happened to your mother!"

Su He cried out his son's name in a crying voice, but no one responded.

His mind was in a mess, and he subconsciously ran to the backyard.

The two-entry house can be reached within a few steps, and Su He soon heard some movement.

"Ah Xin! Quick, come out with me, your mother..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

There were two bodies lying on the ground, one large and one small.

The older one was a woman with a high swollen abdomen. It seemed that she had been pregnant for seven or eight months and was about to give birth.

The youngest is his grandson who has just turned three years old. He is lively and lively on weekdays, and loves to throw himself on him for sweets.

Su He opened his eyes wide, as if he never knew this family.

Because his son, Su Xin, was lying on his daughter-in-law's belly, taking mouthfuls, his mouth constantly agitating.

The lanterns under the eaves swayed in the wind, making the shadow on Su Xin's face sway.

Su He even saw half of his daughter-in-law's stomach had been bitten off, the inside, the inside...

He didn't dare to think about it any more, and could only make a weak breath from his throat: "Ah Xin, you, what are you doing..."

Su Xin stopped and slowly raised his head.

No, this is no longer my son!

This is a monster!

Looking at his blood-red eyes, Su He suddenly thought.

For some reason, he didn't dare to go forward at all, turned around and ran by instinct, staggering, and ran out even if his feet were weak.

call...call...

Su He didn't even know whether this bellows-like sound came from his chest, or the movement of the monster behind him chasing him. He didn't dare to turn his head to look behind him. He didn't feel as if he could breathe a sigh of relief until he ran out of the house.

But soon, he felt that it was too early to breathe. Su He looked around and saw that the streets were all empty, except for the scraps of paper money floating out of the yards of each house, floating into the air with sparks.

"Help! Help! There are monsters! Come on!"

Su He felt that he had shouted loudly enough, but in such a big secluded city, there were people coming and going on weekdays, and there were many families in the place where they lived, and they would drop by whenever they had something to do, but no one responded at this moment.

Not to mention people, I couldn't even hear a dog barking.

"Ho, ho..."

From a distance, Su He saw someone who seemed to have heard his call for help, opened the door and came out to look around, and ran over without thinking.

"Lang Jun, quick, quick help me, we—"

The man raised his head and slowly smiled at Su He, but his chin was missing, and when he smiled, he could still see white teeth and bones inside.

Su He couldn't run anymore, he took two steps back and plopped down on the ground.

In the dark sky, a trace of blood red drifted across.

He didn't understand why, everything was fine yesterday, why did you go out and come back, and Youdu became like this?

What exactly happened here?

Is he still in a nightmare from which he cannot wake up?

Why?

"what!!"

The shrill scream pierced the night sky, startling a few crows that perched on the branches.

The bloodshed continues.