Watch Out! Danger Ahead

These crushed ghost heads turned into an extremely unpleasant pungent burnt odor. The smell was very strange, some of which were like the smell of a pot filled with water after it was dried, accompanied by a lot of thick smoke. The fog rolled up, enclosing the three people.

　　 ‘Cough cough cough——’ Pin Luo made a depressed cough, heard the noise and smelled it, and wanted to open it to see, but was afraid of seeing terrible things.

　　Under the contradiction, he closed his eyes tighter and blocked his ears forcefully. With his arms clamped in, he touched his chest with his elbows, trying to hide the strange smell he inhaled.

　　 But the more he blocked it, the more unscrupulous surrounding sounds came into his ears.

　　 Among the melodious flutes of Xiangsi, after the blasting stopped, the humming female voice that had been tactfully stopped suddenly.

　　 With this sound, even if there was the sound of the four Hunan flutes, there was a terrible feeling of tranquility in the house.

　　 The tiny water atomized in the tumbling mist turns into water vapor, and the ‘sandy’ falls from mid-air.

　　 Song Qing's expression was solemn, Xiang Si also held the piccolo, and did not stop.

　　 The short silence does not mean that the danger has been pushed back by her. On the contrary, in this strange silence, both women felt an extremely dangerous atmosphere brewing.

　　 There seems to be a pair of eyes peeping in all directions, watching coldly the actions of the three people surrounded here, waiting to find the right time, and make another move.

　　 The four Hunan Provinces used their spiritual power to blow into the flute. The sound of the flute spreads far and far at night, breaking through the obstruction of thick fog, and resounding in the entire Yulun Void.

　　 one second----

　　 Two seconds——

　　 three seconds——

　　 The mist has not cleared yet, and then a large cloud of gray mist will cover the sky and the sun, besieging it from all directions to the middle.

　　 ‘oh-’

　　 A sharp scream came from the fog, like a hundred ghosts wailing, forming a layer of dark clouds, covering the place where the three of them were.

　　 Wherever he went, the towering green hills on both sides, the holy temples, and the residences of Yichang and others were all covered, as if swallowed by this thick fog.

As the fog gradually approached, Xiang Si also seemed to feel pressure. At first, his face turned pale, and the hands holding the flute suddenly seemed to be under heavy pressure. The fingertips dancing on the flute were not as flexible as before. On the contrary, it was a little slow.

　　 Her sluggishness caused the tune of the formed flute to be disrupted.

　　 The gray mist layer seemed to have the upper hand, and became even more arrogant. It once again turned into a number of huge mouths, roaring sharply in the direction of Xiangsi.

　　 It may be that Xiangsi's act of playing the flute to push back the dense fog angered these weird fogs. They first selected Xiangsi as the attacker, as if they wanted to open the first line of defense.

　　‘Ah roar! ’

　　 In the whistling of the wind, a ghost head turned into a mist hit his face again.

　　 This time the ghost head is coming aggressively, and the Yin Qi is much stronger than before, and the size is not comparable to the ghost head that was previously broken by Xiang Si with the sound wave, it is more than twice as big.

　　 The ghost face mist squirmed, extremely terrifying, like a real ghost resurrected.

Seeing that the ghost head was about to rush in front of Xiangsi the next moment, immediately after hearing a loud'swish', a black long whip stretched out from the mist, moving forward at a speed that could not cover your ears. Xiang Si stabbed over!

　　 This black whip touched the thickness of two fingers, exuding a very strong magical energy. Xiang Si originally used the sound of the flute to contend with the fog. Now it is cold to see this black whip drilled out of the fog, and his face suddenly changed.

　　 Her flute action stopped, her spiritual power stagnated in panic, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

　　 As soon as the sound of the flute stopped, it was as if the protective cover shattered, and the whistling of the fog and the crackling of the black whip swept across.

When Pin Luo heard the sound wrong, he instinctively opened his eyes in a panic, and saw a hideous ghost head on top of his head biting towards Xiangsi, as if he was going to swallow her into the mist in the next moment, and the shadow She wrapped half of her body in one fell swoop.

　　 His heart jumped to his throat in an instant, before he yelled, then he heard Song Qing let out a cold snort:

"Humph!"

Amidst the hum, the menacing black whip seemed to be blocked by a layer of invisible restriction before it penetrated Xiangsi's body, and it was difficult to move forward half a step now!

　　 Song Qing Xiaoyi shot, for Xiang Si, it was like adding a solid protective cover invisible, and he was relieved at the moment.

　　 An unspeakable gratitude flooded her heart, but it was not the time for her to say thanks.

　　 She picked up her spiritual power again, held the silver flute firmly, and blew the notes again.

　　 The melodious flute sounded again, this time the sound was much sharper than before.

　　 The flute sounded with a sense of solemnity, and the edge was exposed.

　　 The ghost head, who originally opened his mouth wide and ‘has’ all four halves of Xiang’s body in the mist, uttered a sharp roar when hit by the sound wave.

　　 The fog squirmed crazily on the ghost face, and suddenly large and small packets were bulged on the terrible ghost face. Some of them were forced back by the fog as soon as they got out, but after several times, the fog seemed to finally be unable to hold it.

Amid the explosion of the'bang', a huge bulging bag burst open, and the musical notes emerged from the broken black hole and turned into inexhaustible murderous intent, and then the other parts of the ghost head's face broke open one after another. .

　　 After a short while, this huge ghost head finally couldn't support it, and under countless notes cutting, it broke apart!

　　 The mist evaporates, revealing the original body of Xiang Si that had been ‘swallowed’ into the mist again.

　　 And at this time, the black whip blocked by Song Qingxiao's magical spell was unable to pierce the body of Xiangsi, the moment the two forces collided, it suddenly turned into a cloud of mist and collapsed.

　　 "Magic Qi?"

　　 When Song Qingxiao saw this scene, he couldn't help muttering.

　　 This black whip turned out to be transformed by demonic energy, not a physical thing.

　　 She vaguely felt as if she had touched some clues related to it, but before she had a chance to think about it, another black whip was drawn from the other side!

　　 The swift sound of ‘pop’, the long whip swept toward her like eyes.

　　 Song Qingxiao couldn't think about it any more, and attentively clenched his fist, immediately raised his arms——

　　 ‘Boom’!

In the sound of the impact, the word ‘zhe’ turned into a corset, covering her whole body, Song Qing abruptly smashed the oncoming long whip with physical force!

　　 The black whip once again turned into devilish energy and disappeared, some covering her fist. Before drilling into her body, it was immediately blocked by the layers of scale armor that emerged on the back of her hand, and then was washed away by the aura.

　　 But this is just an appetizer. After this long whip was smashed again, I only listened to countless black shadows moving in the mist again.

　　 Pin Luo's eyes were filled with horror, and before he could remind him, in the fog, there were countless black shadows bursting out of the mist.

　　 These black shadows are like horrifying long pythons, drilling out from all directions, shrinking in the middle.

　　 If you look down from the top, it looks like a black sunflower in full bloom, extremely terrifying.

　　 Wherever the black whip went, the magic energy not only solidified the air, but also easily corroded the ruins of the pavilion that had piled up into mountains.

　　 The ruins and broken tiles were transformed into black ash under the erosion of the devil qi, and flew up, was incorporated into the black whip, and became one of the nutrients of the devil qi.

　　 Xiangsi saw these black whips coming fiercely, and immediately shook his fingers.

　　 Her notes were messed up, and the mental attack that had been resisted suddenly came again.

　　 The ghost cries of "Woo Ao" penetrated into Song Qingxiao and the Four Consciousness Seas of Hunan, and the demonic energy was spread, and the two people's spiritual consciousness was suppressed to a certain extent.

　　 "Blow you well."

Song Qing gave a cold voice. Xiang Siyi got her words, and he was instantly determined, knowing that Song Qing's words meant that the black whip was left to her to deal with, and her flute only needed to be focused on restraining this weirdness. The spirit of attack will do.

　　 Xiang Si had seen her extraordinary strength, with her promise, she immediately let go of her hands and feet, and she ignored the black whip attacks, and immersed herself wholeheartedly in the resistance of playing the flute with spiritual power!

　　 Seeing that the black whip was about to be drawn, Song Qing spread his palm and summoned the Chaos Blue Lantern again.

　　 At this time, the demonic energy in the courtyard is vertical and horizontal, but the chaotic blue light seems to be unaffected by the demonic energy.

　　 These wanton devil qis were driven by the ghosts, and they were extremely domineering, but when the blue light came out, they seemed to have encountered a natural nemesis.

　　 As soon as the magic energy approached the lamp flame, it quickly evaded it, as if it had given birth to spiritual wisdom.

　　 Some escapes are not in time, and when they are illuminated by the flame of the lamp, they immediately turn into light smoke.

　　 This is really being burned, not just like Xiang Si, using only strength to break them, treat the symptoms and not the root cause, once it breaks, it will soon become a climate, reunited and formed, and can still attack the three of them.

　　As soon as the blue light came out, Song Qing urinates and flicks the flames. The flames turn into dozens of mini purple fire lotus flowers and bloom, spreading around with a ‘swish’.

After the power of the flame is dispersed, although the damage is not as great as reuniting, but fortunately, the flame is transformed by the fire of nine days combined with the chaotic green lotus. It is infinitely powerful and restrains and increases the attacks of this evil type. The role of spokes.

　　 Wherever the purple flame went, in the soft sound of ‘por, por, por,’ those long whips that were like black giant pythons were scorched and broke apart one after another, shrinking back in madness by coincidence!

　　 After a short while, the countless black whips that had swarmed before were completely retreated.

　　 At the same time, it faded away, as well as the black mist that was surrounded by magic energy.

After the black fog faded, the pressure on Xiang Si suddenly loosened, and the flute sound that was suppressed was much higher at the moment. Even after there was no opponent, it seemed too sharp and harsh. She blew it twice, and then some He hesitated and stopped.

　　 is surrounded by large palm lotus lotus formed by purple flames, floating on the side of everyone, illuminating the dark house.

　　With these flames, even those arrogant mists did not dare to move rashly, retreating like a wave of madness.

Xiang Si's face was a little pale, although she just seemed to play the flute sound for a while, but her spiritual power and divine consciousness were consumed a lot, more than the amount of energy used to kill No.2 before, at least it was consumed. About 40% spiritual power.

"gone?"

　　 She slowly glanced around, and there was no sound around her, and the yin demon's aura instantly seemed to converge, and the mist dissipated, as if she was afraid of the power of the flames, and did not dare to approach any more.

　　 A blossoming purple lotus surrounds everyone. If it weren't for the previous battles here, the scene of being surrounded by the lotus and lotus transformed by this flame would be as beautiful as a dream.

　　 It is a pity that Xiang Si did not dare to underestimate the purple flame. She had seen the horse be burned to death by the flame before she could utter a sound.

　　Even such a powerful demon qi is more afraid of this purple flame, which shows the horror of this purple flame.

　　 Xiang Si was vigilant, putting four points of mind on the Qinglu of "Back to the Door" tonight, and six points of defense on the purple flames of vigilance.

　　 "Impossible."

Song Qingxiao shook her head, the chaotic blue lantern in her hand floated up, and the blooming purple flames scattered all around seemed to be inspired. The'swish, whow' disappeared one after another, and finally turned into a big bowl. Zi Yan, the flames flashed, then flew back into the wick again.

　　 She was not in a hurry to retract the Chaos Blue Lantern. This action made Xiangsi and Pin Luo unanimously let out a long breath.

　　 Xiangsi is because she collected the surrounding fire lotus, which greatly reduced the pressure on her;

　　 For Pin Luo, he is just an ordinary person. He feels safe in places with light, which is much better than seeing nothing in the dark.

　　 Otherwise, I am afraid that the ghost will not appear, and the imagination in his mind will scare him into schizophrenia.

　　 "'She' is still there."

　　 Intuitively, Song Qingxiao felt that Qinglu was not so easy to back down.

　　 She died violently, and sank into the lake in this way and was killed by the devilish energy. It would make her resentful, and the more she was hit, the more resentful she was, the more fierce she would be.

　　 Although the Chaos Blue Lantern is powerful, after the Purple Flame has evolved once, it has indeed increased its power, and it has a restraining effect on the evil spirits.

　　 But after Song Qingxiao sacrificed the blue lantern before, although he had burns to these devilish qi, it did not cause severe damage to clear dew.

　　 The most important thing is that Song Qingxiao remembered the preparations made by Yulun Void Realm in advance, and always felt that it should be related.

If the'Dragon King Festival' is really according to Chu Rong's words, it will be round every three years, and after each time there will be the Dragon King'return to the door'. People in Yulun Void Realm should already have a way to deal with the return of the ghost~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's just that the "guest" invited by Yichang and others tonight has been beaten away by Song Qingxiao, but I don't know how the mess will be cleaned up after Qinglu comes back.

　　 The people in the Yulun Void Realm are going to continue to pretend to be dead, and let her make a fuss, let her and Xiangsi join forces to block'she' back, or Yichang and others may have other plans.

　　 She thought of the black cloth that the people of Yulun Void Realm had hung on the peach blossom tree and on both sides of the house on the day of the ‘Dragon King’s Festival’.

　　 Those Bubo Xiangsi had touched them with their hands, and an old woman with a gloomy expression appeared at that time, reminding her not to touch it.

　　 Afterwards, Xiang Si secretly talked to Song Qing, saying that the fabric was made of the same material as the skirts worn by Yichang and others.

　　 In other words, the cloths hung for the'Dragon King Sacrifice' ceremony are made of demonic energy.

These black cloths are now understood by Song Qingxiao. They are all transformed by black cocoons, and the black cocoons are the silk nets formed by the devilish qi from the body after the death of the people in the Yulun Void Realm. And formed.

　　 Once the person in the cocoon breaks out of the cocoon and is reborn, these cocoon skins turn into a layer of skirts for the reborn person. The more layers of skirts, the more reincarnation and the older the person, the higher the status.

　　 If these black cloths are so rare and represent everyone's road to reincarnation, then there are so many black cloths hanging in the Yulun Void Realm, the source of which is worthy of consideration.

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