Looking at the bloody hand inserted from his abdomen, Hu Yue's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
With a "pop" sound, the blue round pill was crushed into pieces, and then the bone hand suddenly disappeared.
Hu Yue groaned, and as the bone hand was pulled away, the man fell limply to the ground. Blood flowed from the blood hole, and the smell of blood filled the hall for a moment.
Although he was not dead at this time, he was still on his deathbed.
Jin Qing and Shi Die's exclamations, crackling sounds, and the whistling of magic weapons were successively transmitted to their ears, and all their experiences in their lives poured out in a chaotic way, like a horse watching a lantern.
The poverty-stricken days in childhood, the joy of the whole family when the spiritual root was discovered, the helplessness when the beloved senior sister married someone else, the radiance of spirit when the elixir was successfully formed, the huge ambition to condense into a Nascent Soul, all of these seemed to have happened.
As the coldness of the hands and feet gradually goes away...
But Hu Yue is not very willing!
He has three magic weapons of flying knives. He usually only releases two of them to kill enemies, and the third one never leaves his body.
Because the third flying knife was made using a certain secret method, although its power to hurt people is average, its psychic protection is far superior to ordinary magic weapons.
What's more, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of sweat to cultivate this treasure, and he had been refined to the state of psychic not long ago.
In the face of other people's sniping, even if he does not automatically warn, this treasure should be able to sense other people's murderous intentions and automatically protect the body!
"Unless you snipe him..." Hu Yue finally thought of something again, and reluctantly used her mortal strength to twist her head slightly, and finally saw everything behind her from the corner of her eyes.
A white shadow was chasing Jin Qing, while Jin Qing was wrapped in a ball of silver light and flew upside down to escape, and released his magic weapon to continuously bombard the opponent, as if he was extremely afraid of the white shadow.
On the other side, Bai Ran and others were trapped by a large area of black energy. However, there was a fiery red scroll in Bai Ran's hand, and many fist-sized fire swallows were flying out of the scroll, forming a circle.
The huge ring of fire is constantly impacting the black energy, preventing them from getting close.
Qu Hun and Shi Die stood closely behind Bai Ran.
Quhun's body was covered with blood, and his hands continued to emit purple flames to scatter the black energy that rushed into the ring of fire.
Shi Die, on the other hand, was holding a white ball in his hand, which was shining brightly, so that the black energy that accidentally slipped through the net did not dare to get close to his body, but there was still a nervous look in his eyes.
Hu Yue ignored the black energy and took a closer look at the white shadow chasing the golden green.
As expected, it was the white skeleton that had been dead for who knows how many years. But it was emitting white mist all over its body, and its body was jumping very flexibly. It still had the posture of a dead thing.
Hu Yue smiled miserably!
He, a monk in the alchemy stage, was actually plotted against by a dead skeleton. This was really a ridiculous operation.
Following this idea of self-deprecation, Hu Yue's mind darkened and she fell into an endless sleep, but the trace of self-deprecation still remained at the corner of her mouth.
Just as Hu Yue died, Bai Ran looked gloomy and kept looking around.
Just now, when Hu Yue was sniped by Skeleton Jump, a large area of cold ghost mist suddenly shot out from the nearby wall, trapping several people in it.
But fortunately, Bai Ran was somewhat prepared, and without hesitation he opened the scroll he had just received, and many spiritual birds with flaming bodies flew out from the painting.
This kind of "Zhiyang bird" is wrapped in demonic fire and looks like an ordinary swallow. Bai Ran once saw its detailed introduction in a classic.
They were born in the essence of fire, and they love to eat all kinds of ghosts and ghosts. They are the famous nemesis of ghosts.
It's just that this bird has already become extinct in the Immortal Realm. The scroll only seals a part of the soul of this spiritual bird, and can only release the "Zhiyang Bird" to coordinate the plan.
Although the postures of these coordinators are the same as those of the real "Zhiyang Bird", their power is completely different!
Otherwise, these black ghost mist cannot only be temporarily repelled, but should be swallowed up.
Bai Ran wasn't too worried about these unclear ghost fogs. Whether it was the "Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword" or gold-eating insects, they could be easily destroyed.
What made him a little uneasy was that the master of the ghost mist was still hiding aside and had not made any move. As for the bones, he could see clearly that they had any real spiritual consciousness and that they were clearly puppets manipulated by others. But the bones were a little weird.
After being bombarded so many times by Jin Qing's magic weapon, he is still unharmed. It seems that there is something strange inside.
Just as Bai Ran was thinking about it, intermittent and intermittent sounds of ghost cries came from all around.
The creepy movements of these people, neither male nor female, were sharp and sharp, making people's blood boil and their minds wandering.
Bai Ran's heart froze, and his consciousness suddenly opened up, covering the entire hall. With a flick of his fingers, two small green swords appeared in front of Bai Ran, and gradually rolled around Bai Ran.
"What kind of monster is pretending to be a ghost here and doesn't show up yet?" Jin Qing seemed to be upset by the ghostly sound and suddenly shouted angrily.
There was not much movement, but it made the whole hall buzz. The ghost cry actually stopped in response.
Not only that, when his magic weapon hit the bones again, the bones were disorganized under the blow and no longer human-like.
Jin Qing was surprised and happy!
At the same time, the ghost mist that had trapped Bai Ran and the others quickly retracted into the surrounding walls with a "swish" sound.
Bai Ran was greatly surprised! He didn't think Jin Qing's roar could be so powerful.
At this moment, Shidie behind Bai Ran turned around and took this opportunity to run towards the steps of the cave behind him. In the blink of an eye, he reached the steps and stepped up.
Seeing this scene, Bai Ran's face was expressionless, but Jin Qing's expression changed drastically, and he was extremely angry.
Is this woman so frightened?
You must know that although Shidie's magic power is humble, the orb in her hand obviously has a restraining effect on the ghost mist. She cannot just run away like this.
Thinking of this, Jin Qing opened his mouth to drink this girl.
But at this time, the mutation revived!
Shidie, who ran up the steps, only took two steps when a green light suddenly flashed on one side of the stone wall, and a terrifying ghost claw jumped out without any warning. The claws had ten pointed fingers and were all green. It struck at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
It was inserted into the female cultivator's chest.
Shi Die screamed and tried his best to use the light of the orb in his hand to get away.
But the ghost hand didn't seem to be afraid at all. Instead, the black ghost energy emerged from the ghost claw and wrapped the stone butterfly inside it.
The woman's screams stopped.
Then a skinny mummy was thrown out of the black air. It was thrown right in front of Bai Ran and Qu Hun.
Bai Ran lowered his head and looked at the corpse with no flesh and blood, and his face slowly turned blue.
Jin Qing's face had already turned pale. He just held onto the white seal magic weapon tightly and kept looking around.
"Hey! I need a suitable body. Which of the three of you is going to donate it?" A cold sneer came from around the hall, and the movement was full of disdain.
After hearing this, Bai Ran's eyes flashed coldly, and he suddenly unfolded the scroll in his hand again. Many firebirds flying outside him flew back to the scroll like swallows returning to their nests, and then Bai Ran's face turned pale.
The gloomy hands pinched the spell.
With a "Puch" sound, a giant "Zhiyang Bird" that was about ten feet long flew out from the painting scroll. The flames around it were extremely dazzling. After spinning and twisting in a circle above Bai Ran's head, it spread its wings.
It flew towards a certain stone pillar in the hall.
There was a loud "boom" sound.
Just when the giant bird was about to hit the pillar, a green light flashed, and then a strange python transformed into black energy flew out of the pillar and hit the firebird together.
The firebird breathed out scorching white fire, while the monster python breathed out black cold air. A battle between the bird and the python started in the hall.
"Tsk, tsk! I didn't expect that there are still people who know how to exorcise spirits, which has been lost for a long time in Tianhai Company. It seems that I have really underestimated you." As soon as he finished speaking, a strange figure gradually came out from the stone pillar.
Bai Ran and Jin Qing both looked at it carefully!
This is a green figure, with green light all over his body, and his true face cannot be seen clearly. His body is wrapped with several black mist-like ribbons as thick as arms, and his eyes are as bright red as dripping blood.
After the strange shadow swept over Bai Ran and the others, Bai Ran and Jin Qing both felt chills rising from their backs, as if the other had seen through everything they were thinking. They couldn't help but look at each other, and both saw the look in the other's eyes.
A look of horror.
The other party put so much pressure on the two of them just by looking at them. This shows that the other party's cultivation level is far superior to the two of them. Could it be that this person is actually a monk in the Nascent Soul stage?
But looking at the posture of the strange shadow, it seems that it doesn't look like a stranger, but more like a ghost.
But if it was a fierce ghost, how could he speak so clearly and clearly?