"Huh? What's wrong?" Wanyanfeng looked at Sun Renyi and then at Ye Gufeng in confusion.
Before he finished speaking, the fat ghost, who was originally full of contempt, suddenly changed his expression, and then his whole body began to tremble, and he swayed from side to side and became unsteady.
The thin ghost looked gloomy and looked at it intently.
The fat ghost's body was wrapped in dozens of thin lightning bolts, crackling with electric shocks.
Although lightning is small, its power cannot be underestimated.
The fat ghost frowned, gritted his teeth and resisted, determined not to move a step.
Lightning strikes at least dozens of times per second, each one hitting the fat ghost accurately.
Although it was incorporeal, it was still smoking from the electricity, and its body was covered with tiny burns.
Sun Renyi keenly observed that the fat ghost was secretly gritting his teeth and his legs were trembling slightly.
Sun Renyi was overjoyed. At least it was possible for the opponent to defeat him, or to force him to move, so that would be considered a win.
After a while, the lightning disappeared, and green smoke appeared all over the fat ghost. Although he still stood in place, he almost moved a few times.
"Is it okay?" The female ghost also saw the seriousness of the situation and felt faintly uneasy.
"It's actually used so well!" The thin ghost nodded slightly.
"Quack...hiss." The fat ghost stood there, breathing heavily, and didn't speak for a long time.
"Hey! It's been like this and you haven't moved yet?" Ying Kong stomped his feet delicately.
Ye Gufeng curled his lips and shook his head to express his helplessness. Sun Renyi patted him and nodded affirmatively.
"It's my turn now, quack!" The fat ghost's eyes were red, and he was waving his big hands with teeth and claws.
Sun Renyi stood in the front, looking at him solemnly, secretly thinking that something was wrong now, why should he explain it here?
The fat ghost grinned sinisterly, stretched out his hands, and a mass of black energy slowly gathered together, growing in size and creating a strong sense of oppression.
Sun Renyi looked at the people behind him, turned around and looked at the fat ghost, and took a long breath.
"Quack~ Take it, quack." The fat ghost said with a smile.
Sun Renyi, Ye Gufeng, Wan Yanfeng, Ying Kongxiu and Zhang Xiaosheng all set their defenses to the highest level, preparing to receive a fatal blow.
Sun Renyi clicked a few acupuncture points on his body and recited the formula.
"Ah!!" He let out a deafening roar, and a powerful aura erupted from his whole body. Eight thin rays of light slowly rotated around Sun Renyi. Sun Renyi's four gradually changed, and soon they
the other side.
One hand grasped the top of Yu Xiaolong's head, and a steady stream of breath poured into his body.
Yu Xiaolong had no strength at all, his eyes were in burning pain, and he was at his mercy like a vegetable.
The old man's eyes were white with a faint light, and the hand holding Yu Xiaolong was thin but extremely strong.
Although Yu Xiaolong could no longer control himself, his mind was still relatively clear. He tried hard to break free from the other party's restraint, but there was no way.
Yu Xiaolong's body was in overwhelming pain, and his veins were completely disordered. Although the core of his veins maintained a state of self-defense, they were vulnerable to the attack of the old man's aura.
The old man let go of his hand, and Yu Xiaolong fell to the ground softly like a fried dough stick soaked in water.
He watched helplessly what happened to him, but there was nothing he could do about it. This kind of helpless despair was something Yu Xiaolong had never experienced before.
This sudden incident caught Yu Xiaolong off guard. He did not expect it to reach such an extent.
The complex formation allowed him to gradually figure out a way to break the formation. He originally thought that he could go out and continue to look for Shan Hongxuelian. This was the purpose of this trip.
I just stumbled in here by mistake, and at first I thought I could find some good things like treasures. Unexpectedly, he woke up an old monster who had been practicing in seclusion for fifty years, causing him to be mercilessly ravaged.
Yu Xiaolong was very depressed, thinking that he had died here, and there were still too many things that had not been completed.
He wants to find Shan Hongxuelian and give it to Xie Tianyun, and he also needs to find Wang Jiutian and figure it all out. He still has a huge responsibility.
The old man stretched out his fingers and quickly tapped acupuncture points on Yu Xiaolong's body while silently muttering something.
Yu Xiaolong lay on the ground and felt extremely painful for a while, sore and numb for a while, and seemed to feel refreshed and comfortable for a while.
Various extreme reactions caused him great pain, and the limits of his body were subjected to capricious changes.
The old man kicked Yu Xiaolong into the air, grabbed his fingers and broke them off, and pricked his acupuncture points with extremely fine silver needles.
Yu Xiaolong was very calm at this time. He knew that the other party was a great master who was more than a hundred years old and had not seen outsiders for decades. This time, he was completely screwed up and fell into the hands of an expert with a fondness for torture.
He closed his eyes and resisted the severe pain. Being able to die under such a master was considered acknowledgment. At least don't be too cowardly, have dignity, and live a life of modesty.
The old man lit him on fire from time to time, and Yu Xiaolong gritted his teeth and endured it. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and let out a heart-rending cry.
The old man had no expression and continued his operations indifferently, but did not want to risk Xiaolong's life.
After a burst of severe pain, Yu Xiaolong fainted and tilted his head weakly.
In the haze, Yu Xiaolong found himself standing in an open space, with hundreds of tombstones more than two meters high in front of him.
"Huh? Are you dreaming or dead?" Yu Xiaolong said to himself.
He walked forward slowly, looking at the nearest tombstone. Only then did I realize that it was shaped like a tombstone, with no words missing and both sides blank.
Yu Xiaolong looked at several tombstones, but they were all blank without any fonts or symbols.
"Where...is this?" Yu Xiaolong said to himself.
The ground is white, the top is also white, the whole world is white, there are only these black tombstones without words.
Is this hell?
Yu Xiaolong slowly walked around among the tombstones, but didn't find anything else.
After wandering around for a long time, Yu Xiaolong discovered that these tombstones seemed to be deliberately placed in a certain pattern.
He blinked and thought for a moment, then ran sideways along the tombstone. Unexpectedly, there were so many tombstones that he ran for nearly ten minutes before returning to the marked tombstones.
It turns out that a large number of tombstones are arranged in multiple concentric circles, and the center of the concentric circles appears at the beginning. He was wondering, what does this mean? Is there any metaphor?
Yu Xiaolong was puzzled and walked slowly and casually. The tombstone still had no writing and was completely blank.
Looking at the circles of tombstones, his eyes suddenly lit up. He activated his true energy and flew up to an altitude of more than twenty meters.
Yu Xiaolong took a closer look and understood immediately. Hundreds of tombstones were placed in a trigram shape.
There are also Bagua and formations in hell? Why a tombstone? Why do you appear here? After death, shouldn't a person appear by the Infinite River, drink Meng Po soup and walk across the Naihe Bridge? Why is it so different now?
Yu Xiaolong fell to the ground, looking at the tombstone and racking his brains, but unfortunately he had no clue.
He groped on a tombstone next to him and smelled it, but there was no smell.
The material of the tombstone looks like marble, but it doesn't look like it has texture. It's very hard. The surface seems to have been specially polished, as smooth and delicate as a mirror.
