Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-fifth Ghost World Fierce
The woman was dressed in white, and instantly turned red, just like the red dress the bride wore on her wedding day.
The red nails grew longer, and strange black lines appeared on her fair and delicate face. Her blank, sleepy eyes were only cold at the moment.
She raised her head and stared at the annoying face above her head.
The first time they met, many, many years ago, this face suddenly appeared and wanted to eat her.
The woman was seriously injured before she managed to escape and fell asleep for a long time.
Since then, this face has appeared once every few years, but the woman has become more and more relaxed in dealing with it.
From serious injuries, to minor injuries, to finally escaping intact... The last battle was a thousand years ago, when she dug out one eye from his face.
Since then, it has never appeared again.
Today, it’s here again!
The woman licked the corner of her mouth. She found that she was not afraid at all at this moment, but missed the taste of that eyeball.
Explosive and sweet!
But this time, the face in the sky did not attack the woman. A low, thunderous voice sounded, "Help me find him and kill him... After this is done, I will promise that you can walk freely in,
The rights of the entire ghost world!"
The woman tilted her head, as if thinking, "...Okay."
Her voice was exceptionally gentle.
Above the head, the huge face disappeared, and a whirlpool appeared instead.
The woman waited for a while, then she reached the sky and disappeared into the whirlpool.
…
Under the Tongtian bone, two claws wiped sweat.
Xuangui is a little panicked!
When Luo Guan understood the Twelve Emperor Swords of the Great Wilderness, it took him less than half an hour?
But now, a full hour has passed, and he still hasn't woken up!
Not normal, this is definitely not normal.
"Damn, what went wrong?" Black Turtle gritted his teeth, "We can't wait any longer, otherwise this kid Luo Guan will really be sucked into a mummy!"
In the ice coffin, Luo Guan holds Jinya, with eyes closed, seems to be sleeping.
The rolling Qi and blood, like a river bursting its banks, surged out crazily and continuously poured into Jin Ya's body. Along with it, there were wisps of white Qi... This is Luo Guan's Yang Qi, or to be more precise
, is the vitality in his body!
Now, it is being plundered crazily.
Black Turtle has tried to forcefully awaken Luo Guan and interrupt his enlightenment, but it has no effect. It is as if his consciousness is now sealed in an unknown place!
The Black Turtle gritted his teeth and drew a circle in front of him, then grabbed one side with each claw and tore it apart with all his strength!
There was only a roar, and the circle opened a gap. It put its head in, and its expression suddenly changed.
Then in the vast chaos, there was a tall ball floating in the air, shrinking and expanding with the sound of "dong" and "dong" heartbeats.
The woman in red clothes is sitting on the ball, holding her chin in her hand, her eyes half closed and half open, as if she is drowsy. The hem of the red skirt is open, wrapping the ball, and two slender white legs are vaguely visible
The thighs are shining with dazzling luster.
At this time, as if she had noticed something, the woman suddenly turned around, her blood-red eyes locked on the black turtle, she was confused for a moment, and then black lines spread crazily on her fair face.
She licked the corner of her mouth, and something crystal dripped down, "The glans is so hot..."
The black turtle who only stuck out his head and broke into Luo Guan's mental world suddenly felt his scalp numb.
Great evil in the ghost world!
The bloody red clothes were full of resentment and dyed with deathly energy. I don’t know how many ghosts I had eaten to condense them. It was so fierce.
Can't beat it, absolutely can't beat it!
Whoosh——
Xuangui shrank his head and ran away. In his ears, he seemed to hear the disappointed sigh of the evil spirit of the ghost world. This bitch wants to blow my head off. She is so cruel.
Damn it, damn it, why did Luo Guan, that bastard, provoke the evil spirits in the ghost world again?
Although the spirit-killing lineage
, since the generation of Lao Dao, he has forged a great feud with the ghost world, but how can a little guy like Luo Guan attract the evil spirits of the ghost world to take action?
Xuan Gui's expression froze, as if he had thought of something, and he gritted his teeth, "You can't recruit people, are you completely angry and have no regard for dignity?"
Apart from the one who reminded the ghost world, Xuangui couldn't think of any other possibility.
shameless!
Do you have nothing to do all day long when you are full? This world is so vast and there are billions of creatures, why are you always staring at my disciple?!
No wonder Luo Guan couldn't get out. As soon as the red skirt covered him, tens of thousands of ghosts and resentments would come together. It would be no exaggeration to say that it would block out the sky and the sun.
Even if the old Taoist priest is reborn, he may not be able to split it, let alone a junior like him who is new to killing spirits and has not yet entered the path of immortality?
"You bitch, you're just sitting on someone's head, and you're not afraid of being exposed!" Xuangui cursed, sweating like rain.
It seems that the great evil in the ghost world is afraid of the power of killing souls and wants to trap Luo Guan alive, so there is still a chance of rescue.
But inside the ice coffin, they can't wait any longer. Now that they can't wake Luo Guan up, there is only one way to save him. But if he does this, he may not know it well... The black turtle grits its teeth, it can't care about so much, it can only
Think of a way first to save Luo Guan's life!
Jin Ya, who was in a coma, slowly opened her eyes, and then saw clearly that Luo Guan was very close at hand, with an extremely pale face.
"ah!"
She exclaimed, "Luo Guan! Luo Guan, what's wrong with you?"
"He's going to die!" A voice sounded directly in his mind.
Jin Ya was shocked, "Who?"
"Don't worry about who I am, you can see clearly for yourself what is happening now."
Jin Ya whispered again, realizing that she was devouring Luo Guan's energy, blood, and vitality.
"How could this happen? It's not me, I didn't do anything!"
The voice said, "I don't blame you, but the root of all this lies with you." There was a moment of silence, "As you can see, if this continues, Luo Guan will definitely die."
" There is only one way to save him... you die! As long as you die and the medium disappears, no one can hurt Luo Guan anymore."
Jin Ya said loudly, "I am willing to die as long as I can save him!" She glanced deeply at Luo Guan, a smile appeared on her lips, and she slammed into the ice coffin!
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The so-called soul-killing true meaning.
It is to regard oneself as a seed, bury it deep under the earth, and then break the imprisonment with a sword, and finally break out of the shell.
The seed germinates—that is, spiritual birth!
This sword, from life to death, can be endowed with spirituality and can easily bring about destruction!
(All things in the world, life is always more difficult than death)
Now Luo Guan's consciousness is in the "seed", and he can kill the soul with just one sword.
But now, he has fired many swords, but he has never been able to break it.
This inevitably made Luo Guan have deep doubts about his talent in swordsmanship - could it be that my understanding was wrong?
After careful consideration, constant checking and deliberation, it’s right!
But the sword art clearly states that the Soul-Destroying Enlightenment Sword can be used to break it. Even if there is an accident, it only takes three or two more swords to escape.
What's going on? Luo Guan took a deep breath and looked solemn.
boom--
Another sword slashed out, and the black screen in front of him continued to shake and roll, just like countless times before, it gradually returned to calm.
Every time, Luo Guan felt that this shady story was about to be broken... but he was disappointed again and again.
My head hurt even more, as if there was a knife stirring hard inside, almost exploding.
Soul-cutting is different from other sword techniques. What is lost when using it is Luo Guan's own spirituality - which can be simply understood as the power of his soul.
Now that he can still draw a sword, Luo Guan's physical body is extremely powerful, and the strength of his soul has been cultivated far beyond that of ordinary people.
In addition, just a little bit of coldness between his brows kept him awake.
Otherwise, with such intense loss of soul power, another person would have passed out many times without knowing it.