The hazy figures in the faint black mist were still moving, and the broken robes were fluttering, but there was no strange sound. The mounds of soil stacked on the tents and stones around were in the darkness, like abandoned ancient tombs.

In broad daylight, it was originally sunny, but suddenly it turned into a secluded mansion full of ghosts and monsters.

Hundreds of cold eyes penetrated the black fog and locked around the crater here.

The first thought that came to Shi Yiguang's mind was that the ghost was coming. The ghost that Xiao Mingjun said was to kill her hell ghost.

Xiao Mingjun said that she would die if she went to the Yin Realm. The moment she stepped into the Yin Realm, the gods and ghosts in the underworld would find her, and would come to take her life and erase her mistake from the world.

This is the fundamental reason why she dared not recite the Tianmen Rumors to open the Nantianmen. There are gods and ghosts on the other side of the Nantianmen.

But now the Nantian Gate has not been opened, and she has not stepped into the Yin Realm. How did these ghosts find her? How did they kill her? Or they were originally in the Yang Realm, and they were guys who did not escape from the Yin Realm during the great changes in Chongzhen?

But if that's the case, why did you find her now? Shi Yiguang's head was in a mess, panic, anxious and afraid, and he felt that it might be cold today?

Just as someone was thinking about it, the dark fog suddenly rolled in the dark black fog, as if something huge was stirring in it. At the same time, the temperature around it suddenly dropped by more than twenty degrees, and layers of pale frost flowers condensed on the tank barrel.

Without waiting for the six people on Shi Yiguang to react, the loud but distant sound of the suona came from the black fog and came down from the top of his head, like a pervasive demon shadow hitting everyone's heads. Not only Shi and the five cold-faced gods, the dying dick, Ajiu, Thirteen, and the bloodborne who were slightly awake but couldn't stand up in the black fog.

Everyone felt that their heads were clear and very comfortable. They couldn't help but want to fly up and go to a warm vortex in the sky, where it would be the destination of the soul.

Although Shi Yiguang did not have the illusion of flying into the sky, his vigilance was greatly reduced. He couldn't help but stretch and leaned back, and wanted to have a comfortable sleep.

The five cold-faced gods clearly knew that the Demon Sound was definitely not a gentle lullaby, but a soul-tempering song. What they wanted to fly into the sky was not the body, but the consciousness, and in layman's terms, it was the soul.

This song is forcibly absorbing other people's souls!

All five of them were struggling, but the only spiritual system of the eight of them was lying in the crater. They only had intake but not vented, and they could not protect themselves. It was impossible for them to help them resist this attack that directly acted on their souls.

They could only resist with perseverance, and the effect was very poor. Two were half kneeling on the ground and moaned constantly. Two of them pulled out their swords and stabbed them into their thighs. They relied on severe pain to wake themselves up, but the effect was not very good.

The best situation was Shi Yiguang sitting next to him, but he could only barely protect himself. He seemed to be suffering from schizophrenia, with an extremely strange expression. His eyes on the left half were half-closed, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, while his eyes on his right were firm, cold and serious.

As soon as the magic sound rang, Shi Yiguang's five personal bodyguards were instantly "paralyzed", and no one around could beat him.

At this time, there was another change in the black fog. As the clouds rolled, a tall and thin man in a robe slowly walked here. Every step he took was filled with a shrill ghost roar, as if thousands of dead souls were crying and praying.

Shi Yiguang's head chilled inside, and he woke up in an instant, looking at the dark shadow that was becoming clearer and clearer in horror.

Boss? What is he going to do? Are you going to kill her?

The footsteps of the black shadow were very light, but every sound was clearly audible, and every step was stepping on the rhythm, getting closer and closer, and louder. Until the end, it was still more than ten meters away, but it seemed that it had already walked closer.

Shi Yiguang rubbed his eyes and shivered in horror when he looked at it again. He was a real ghost.

The tall and thin black shadow had appeared. It was a dark male ghost with a mourning stick in his left hand and a dark chain in his right hand. He was covered with a black robe from head to toe. He was also wearing a high crown on his head, which was more than 30 centimeters. It was written in black shiny ink, saying "Catching you."

Although no one has ever seen this male ghost, as long as he is from Jiuzhou, he will recognize his dress at a glance. Fan Wuxue is ranked first at home when he is alive, so he is called Fan Baye.

It is the soul-catching messenger of the underworld. In addition to the name Fan Wujiu, it also has an official name, Black Impermanence, Black Impermanence of Black Impermanence.

Hei Wuchang appeared, and finally confirmed who the guy who was coming was, the ghost of hell, was coming to kill her.

No one around protects her, no one protects her anymore, and no one around is Hei Wuchang's opponent. This kind of existence standing at the peak of the spiritual system is too terrible. The attack directly acts on the most vulnerable souls of the creature. After the raid is successful, it almost crushes the entire base.

It is very terrible. It is very likely that it is the legendary blood king who has transcended the sorrow of blood and has melted the immortal body, the king of blood among the blood descendants, and the king of blood.

Shi Yiguang held his breath and forced himself to calm down. At this time, he could only calm down. She had to rely on herself, and she could only rely on herself.

Hei Wuchang is powerful, but its contract is absolutely impossible to be higher than her. [Oracle] is the first on the ladder list, the contract with the strongest comprehensive ability, and contains miracles of creation and destruction.

Maybe she still has some room for resistance.

Shi Yiguang recited silently, learning what A Xiangsao said at the beginning, to gather his own mind and draw out his desires. Only when he really desires to do something, the probability of [oracle] being triggered is higher.

Shi Yiguang tried desperately to trigger the contract, "You can't find me, you can't find me..."

Hei Wuchang walked along the way, glanced at the three cleaning teams upside down on the tank, and swept through the inside of the tank, as if he had seen through the reaction armor and saw Shi who was staring at him.

It found the eyes in the tank, but it did not stop, but went straight to the crater and went all the way to the long red meteorite in the middle of the crater, staring quietly at the one-meter-long meteorite.

It was very solemnly grabbed from the air, and the red ore outside the meteorite fell off one after another, revealing a piece of black metal covered with dark red stains inside, one meter long, ten centimeter wide, one centimeter thick, straight and straight.

Shi Yiguang's head was covered in a ball of paste. What was going on? Isn't it a meteorite from outer space? Why did it feel like an ancient knife, an ordinary black ancient knife, and only the blade but no hilt.

Shi Yiguang couldn't understand. If this ferrous metal was not formed naturally, but a knife, then who sent this knife to space? When did it go up? Modern or ancient, or ancient, and now it fell naturally, or was it thrown away by someone?

This black Wuchang did not touch the knife directly, but rolled up the soul-locking chain in his hand, wrapped it around the blade, and wanted to pull the knife away.

Hei Wuchang frowned, grabbed the chain with both hands and clenched it gently. Black scales appeared on his arms, densely stacked together, like the legendary dragon claws.

It used force again and pulled the knife and moved it, but at this moment, its dead and stiff face suddenly twitched, and its whole body was like a piece of broken porcelain or a severely hit ice surface. Cracked one by one starts with its hands as the starting point and extends towards its entire body.

At the same time, wisps of blood-colored light were cast from the cracks, exactly the same as the blood-colored light connected to the body of the second, Ajiu and Thirteen. They all came from the meteorite knife.

Hei Wuchang wanted to pull out the knife, but was entangled by the blade and wanted to tear it to pieces.

Hei Wuchang wanted to let go, but failed to do it, and his two arms covered with cracks no longer belonged to him.

Shi Yiguang was spitting wildly, and a huge wave caused in his heart. How could this be? What kind of weapon is this? It is so terrible! You must know that Hei Wuchang is most likely the legendary blood king.

It almost overturned the entire base, possessing the great power of moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, and its immortal life was sucked by a knife, and it was still as if it was about to crush it to ashes.

Shi Yiguang was looking forward to the knife that slaughtered Hei Wuchang, but the next moment she was disappointed. Hei Wuchang opened his mouth and spit out a scarlet tongue, like a sharp blade, cutting off his arms from its shoulders.

As for the two broken arms, together with the soul-locking chain, they shattered together, turning into falling dust, which was blown away by the wind, and the long sword full of stains was not moved for half a centimeter, and was quietly inserted into the crater.

Hei Wuchang, who had broken his arms, took several steps in a row, and a hint of horror appeared on his dead and stiff face. The knife was far beyond its imagination.

"Do you think there will be a pie falling from the sky? It's still such a big pie!" A slightly mocking voice never knew where it was, skipping past everyone present and directly into Hei Wuchang's ears.

Hei Wuchang had no expression on his face, but he looked coldly at a pile of gravel not far away. Under the gravel, there was a guy who was also very hidden deep. He had been confronting him for more than ten years, from Weihaiwei to Jian'an, and now Qinshanling.

"You know it!"

Hei Wuchang glanced at the long black sword in the crater and asked coldly.

"Of course, you know, actually, you know, uh no, you know, it's white. It's actually a gift, a gift for a specific person to achieve a specific purpose." The sound under the gravel came again, and there was no trace, only Hei Wuchang could hear it.

"Hmph!" Hei Wuchang snorted coldly, but instead turned his tone and asked with a sneer: "From the beginning of her departure from the middle of the spine, the yin and yang are intact. Haven't you escape yet? The Blood King is not really immortal."

"Escape?" The guy under the gravel chuckled: "Overside is the Southern Zhan Continent, the prosperous Tang Dynasty, it is not the Yellow Spring of your Biluo Continent. It is hard to say which one should have his tail shrank."

"Hmph, it's useless to say more, wait a little longer." Hei Wuchang sneered, turned his head and walked straight into the black fog.

"Hey." Another sound came from under the gravel, and Hei Wuchang stopped.

"I remember to wipe the potato chips at the corner of my mouth before coming out next time, and the smell of Weilong was rushing to my nose." The sound under the gravel was no longer ethereal this time, and even Shi Yiguang in the tank was really heard.

Shi Yiguang, who was worried, subconsciously looked at Hei Wuchang and found a dark yellow spot on the corner of his mouth. At first, he thought it was something like a corpse spot, but now he was reminded. After a closer look, he found that it was really a potato chip.

Eat potato chips and chew on Weilong's Hei Wuchang? Damn, what's the situation? Can you be more down-to-earth? If you weren't as dark as you were, Shi Yiguang would have thought you were Xie Xiaoqi's stupid critic.

Hei Wuchang wiped the corner of his mouth, wiped off the potato chips, and looked at the tank car on Shi Yiguang's side, frowned, as if weighing something.

"I'm still here, you can't catch her, and you think Jixia is really so weak? The little dolls in the school board did not show up, do you think they don't exist? Besides, where do you think the person who gave the knife?" The sound under the gravel was ethereal and invisible, avoiding everyone, and only poured into Hei Wuchang's ears: "You should leave Meng Po, not you, she is much calmer than you, and she is much smarter."

Hei Wuchang hesitated for a while, and finally snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, turned into black gas and crashed into the black fog. Then the black fog receded like a tide, and the magic sound suona also stopped.

The entire base was once again shining with sunshine and returned to the world.

Hei Wuchang seemed to have left, and Shi's fearful mind had gone most of the time. He let out a sigh of relief and slowly calmed down. At this time, the light of inspiration flashed in his head, and he had a hint of enlightenment, as if he had guessed the origin of this incident.

Hei Wuchang may be just an innocent passerby. He was eating potato chips and singing songs, but suddenly he was frightened by the meteorite. When he looked closely, he found that the meteorite was a good thing.

There is a pie falling from the sky, no one wants to take care of it.

Hei Wuchang couldn't help but take action. He first used invincible means to fuck the bloody man on the base, but was beaten to death by the meteorite black knife and could only leave in shame. Well, that's what it should be.

Shi Yiguang felt that he had strong brain-stimulating ability and was logical.
Chapter completed!