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The black (color) illusion has only a fist-sized soul ball rushing out and fleeing in the opposite direction. The rapid speed is faster than the imperial realm martial artist that Lingge saw. The illusory black (color) The soul ball has no entity, as if it is transparent, passing through the air without causing any fluctuations, and rushing into the mist of white (color) as soon as the smoke slips.

The white (color) mist has been overwhelmed by most of the air waves caused by Lingge's sword light, (dry gan) withered loess and demonic embers, huge cracks (exposure) are caused by demonic energy and remain. Jet black'wound'

"I think your life is very stubborn (strong qiang),-the knife failed to kill you." Lingge's eyes flashed with purple (color) and mysterious magic light, although the soul ball rushed into the distant white (color) In the mist, but still in his field of vision, his mental spells were bound to the (body sh　n) of the soul ball, and they followed closely, as if they were in front of them.

"It's a pity that you haven't been able to figure out what kind of ghost you are. It's rotten like this. I think you can't handle any storms now. Ayaka rubs her chin, thinks about it, and thinks: "Since this is the case, let you temporarily Throw it aside, I'll stop by you next time

His voice pierced through the void, and the soul ball, which was desperately escaping, heard the familiar voice next to his ears, and immediately frightened the entire illusory body to tremble violently, spinning around in place, but did not find the (身sh　n) shadow of Lingge.

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"Ghost hell, nothing wrong." Lingge's mouth twitched-down, the soul ball's reaction was too fierce, obviously he was expensive, but hearing Lingge's voice was like hell. After all, it ran so far. , And this mist is heavy, Lingge has determined its location all at once, isn't it being stared at by Lingge all the time?

Lingge’s voice didn’t appear in its ears. It quivered in the same place for a while, confirmed that there was no trace of Lingge, and then dared to speed up and leave. Now it just wants to leave here quickly and look for its other companions. , I didn’t expect to encounter such a freak again when I was born again. Although it has recovered and its strength has been greatly reduced, it will not be cut by a single human warrior. Is it possible that after so many years, the human race warriors are all-a Has this become so powerful?

For myself, the first ordinary warrior on the list is such a terrifying existence. It seems that afterwards, other human warriors have to deal with it carefully. This soul ball state is weaker than just waking up from a deep sleep. It's completely thanks to Lingge.

There was still a tremor in the way the soul ball escaped. It seemed to be afraid that Lingge would appear again, and at the same time, he was secretly angry, but he did not dare to make a sound. If Lingge was provoked,-the sword came over, it is completely unable to resist now, it will be completely (Die si) die.

At this time, Lingge, which it feared, had long since turned its attention away from its (身sh　n), put away the magic knife in his hand, and began to establish its own goal again, in the mist of white (color). I wandered slowly in the middle, my pupils glanced occasionally, paying attention to the appearance of the teleportation every moment, holding the magic knife, the speed of step-by-step was very fast,-step by step, only a blurry was seen. Afterimage, it seems that this wandering Aya song is like a real ghost.

The scenes that everyone in the trial field saw turned back again, but the scenes just now were no longer the scenes, the scenes turned around, and they were transferred to Jiang Yunzi's and his group's (身sh　n), the group of people walked in the mist, but If you can't see the direction, you will stop for a while, and observe the path you want to go. After all, if you accidentally go wrong, it is easy to give up your previous efforts, and sometimes it is not clear even when you pass the transmission port.

"It's weird, what's the matter just now?" Ming Chen scratched his head, and the picture suddenly changed just now. Lingge and the strange ghost were gone. He hadn't seen what was coming out of the ghost.

"Someone blocked us." The man squinted his eyes and thought slightly, but after a while, he confirmed that his spiritual power was touched just now, and the control screen was transformed by (强qiang). The most (strong qiang) person still encounters this kind of thing in the first time (qing).

"Huh? Blocked you? Who is it?" Ming Chen twitched the corners of his mouth and asked in surprise.

"No, it shouldn't be artificial, but something special has blocked the screen I control. I don't know what it is." The man shook his head, denied, paused, and said: "The second pass was past. It was the Burial Ghost Post, which was originally weird. After being transformed by us, there are still mysterious things. After so long, there should still be something wrong.

His tone was a little sulking.

Mingchen knows that there are so many ghosts in Ghost Burial Hill because of where so many people died in the first place. The grievances gathered are extremely large, and the ghosts that are bred are also one-one-one strength (strong qiang). (日ri) are all improving. After they found this place, they remodeled it, cleared their grievances, and checked some things. They didn’t find any special hidden dangers. Afterwards, the Zhongtian trial opened and decided to move it. Here as the second: the level, the warriors who come to participate in the experience.

For thousands of years, there have been few problems.

There is no (guanguan) element for the problem, but the problem was caused by an accident during the trial of the Zhongtian. If something suddenly happened (fa), then the trial of the Zhongtian was changed. The (strong qiang) line interruption cannot be held.

"Send someone to observe and always pay attention to changes." The man's throat stirred, and his voice was deep and loud. The black-clothed men below respected him, and the (身sh　n) shape swept across the sky and disappeared.

"Do you remember the march of the Hundred Ghosts?" The man turned his head and asked Ming Chen.

"That group of ghosts? Impressed. If you want to forget it, you can't forget it." Ming Chen shook his head, with boredom in his tone, so that he could not even a person with a comprehensive ((性xing)xing) memory interruption disorder. Forget, these guys can also be seen-like. match

"A ghost who died in the ghost burial hill, a hundred ghosts marching, has a long history of 8,000 years, and I don't know what kind of change it is." The man said with inexplicable sadness, his eyes leisurely, and his thoughts.

"The appearance of this portal is similar to that of the first-level portal. I'm afraid it's not a copy of that portal."

Silently looking at the rune boulder vortex teleportation entrance similar to the previous one, Lingge yawned boringly, there is no stone decoration on the (dry gan) withered loess,-a piece of (dry gan) is shrunk, nothing The place where you can lie down, sit, and the laziness that flows up all over the body (body sh　n) becomes more and more unbearable, and the big eyes are dull and dull, and there is no ripple at all.

Look at the left, look at the right, stupefied that no half-person figure appears.

"Why are these people so slow! The young master is almost sleepy!" He slammed the magic knife on the ground, and a stone-big dirt pit was smashed out by the scabbard, his elbow supported the handle of the knife, half squinted The look in the eyes, faint (wish to yu) sleep.

ps: The first shift is another day that requires third shifts, so tired.

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