Glancing behind me, I saw that the cold moonlight was spreading on the lifeless land, and the shadows of the mountains were even darker and weirder. They were silent and lifeless. I often thought about a burst of upset for no reason.
He stamped his feet and flew towards the Lost Soul Mist from a high place.
When he was about to come into contact with the fog, Chang Siguo suddenly turned to the left.
The body barely brushed against the edge of the fog.
A gust of wind brought up a gray mist that stretched out more than ten feet, like a big palm scooping up the air.
Chang Siguo hovered a few feet away, watching the mist shrink back.
The corners of his eyes twitched. The Lost Soul Fog had just affected his consciousness, or maybe there was something hidden in the fog that took advantage of his restlessness and almost plotted against him.
Chang Siguo placed a concentration key on his finger, held his breath, and forced himself to calm down.
Getting into trouble will only put him in a more dangerous situation.
After thinking about it, he flew along the edge of the fog and flew quickly and low-altitude in the southeast direction. It was a good thing to put a little distance between him and the Golden Core cultivator. When he realized that something was wrong, he took the risk and rushed into the fog.
The two powers harm each other, whichever is less.
With the decision made, his heart completely calmed down.
After flying more than ten miles, Chang Siguo, who was on high alert, used his celestial eye technique a hundred feet away and discovered that there was a living person on the back of a hill in front of him. He was so startled that he almost jumped into the distance. In the embrace of the mist.
It was so scary to suddenly see a living person in such a lifeless place.
What's more, he was nervous and had a ghost in his heart.
The two people who were sitting cross-legged were also startled, and they pulled out their swords and flew into the air.
Chang Siguo recognized at a glance the middle-aged man in a blue shirt with three long beards. Before he entered the circular stone forest, he had warned him to be careful of the demon rat. The man who was scolded by his companions as a bad guy rushed to the man in blue shirt. He politely raised his hand and said, "Excuse me, I borrowed it from Chang."
"It turns out that this is Fellow Daoist Chang. He is very polite and courteous. I am Ge Xing who is polite."
The man in blue shirt was a little flattered, he quickly put away his sword and returned the favor.
He recognized the beggar-like monk in front of him. He was Chang Siguo, who had killed the fifth level in Fangshi with one sword, drove away the monsters with a shout, and saved Tianwan Fangshi from danger.
When he hid in the demon-proof formation and witnessed it with his own eyes, he was so impressed that many monks were so impressed.
He had long since forgotten the little things he casually reminded Chang Si.
Chang Siguo ignored the other person and asked casually, "Fellow Daoist Ge, are you also entering the Corridor of Lost Souls?"
Turning around suddenly, he saw a figure in a long skirt floating in the air three hundred feet away. Even in the dark night, he could see clearly that it was the cold woman An Yan. Without thinking, he walked into the mist. Bump away.
I heard a woman yelling "Bold"
He was still more than ten feet away from the mist. He felt his body condense and the air suddenly tightened, making it difficult for him to move. He was restrained by An Yan's magical power.
Chang thought about it and felt anxious, so he shouted "open"
There was no time to draw the sword, so he immediately made a sword gesture with both hands and struck hard at the sticky air in front of him.
A fierce sword energy burst out from the fingertips, and when it hit half a foot, it encountered great resistance. With a thought, the sword energy exploded, and bright red light shot out.
Chang Siguo's face turned red. He took advantage of the moment when the restraint was loosened and kicked his foot hard. With the force of the explosion of sword energy, he rushed into the mist.
He felt like he had entered the ice, which made him shiver, and it felt better to feel like fire and water flowing through his body.
It was like he was stuck in a muddy pond, the speed was so slow that he jumped up and down in a hurry.
This is very different from the Lost Soul Fog he knows.
His eyes were so foggy that he couldn't see a foot away at all. It was very different from the situation of lost souls and fog recorded in the classics. He seemed to be blinded by something.
"Hmph, can you run away?"
An Yan's face was cold, and she made a gesture with her palm, and a palm shadow with condensed spiritual power grabbed at the edge of the mist.
She still had an impression of this bold and domineering little guy, but she didn't expect that in just half a year, the little guy who escaped from the Yinhun beast space would advance to the crystal state of mind, although in her eyes he was still worthless. Mention, but the speed of advancement has exceeded that of most geniuses.
Chang Si was so anxious that his eyes were red. If he fell into the hands of that woman, how could he survive?
He was about to use his last life-saving sword energy.
He felt a lightness on his body, the wind whistled in his ears, and the fog drifted rapidly in front of his eyes. He couldn't help but fly backwards in the fog.
A faint "bang" sound was heard, the mist shook, and the force transmitted was insignificant. Chang Siguo relaxed a little. He was temporarily freed from the woman's capture, but he faced another trouble. He was hidden in the mist. The ghost is haunting me.
He couldn't see more than ten feet away with his celestial eye skills, and he was being dragged away, all because of the trouble caused by the soul cultivator that was entangled in him.
The flames were consuming rapidly, and his mind was spinning rapidly.
An Yan's voice came intermittently, "If you can't run away, tell me who killed An Qianchen."
Chang Siguo was stunned for a moment before he realized that the woman didn't know he was the one who killed her. Wait, his sword did not kill the slutty man on the spot. The real murderer was You Ji.
It was Youji who swallowed that man’s soul
He was not the murderer in the final blow at all, he could only be regarded as an accomplice at best.
After thinking about this section, I often think about it and feel dumbfounded.
He ran away in a panic.
With his sharp tongue, there is still a chance to "explain the misunderstanding".
Of course, he still didn't want to face An Yan. In the wilderness, that woman would reason with him.
It was very likely that she would be tortured, interrogated, or even searched for her soul. He would not bet on that woman's limit.
The correct thing to do is to go back to Khotanwanfang City and make some arrangements to make Anyan use rat-proof weapons.
In this moment of distraction, the ice on his body became so intense that it forced the fire into his body, and he was almost frozen out of his body. Chang Siguo's body flashed with purple flames and quickly circled around him.
"Zhizhi", a fishy smell filled the air, and his retreating figure suddenly stopped.
Chang Siguo looked around at the dense mist of lost souls. With his extraordinary eyesight, he saw a faint ghost fire flickering in the mist three feet away. He seemed a little afraid of his purple flame. He did not dare to use it in the mist for the time being. Celestial Eye Technique.
He recognized that it was a ghost from the Transformation Realm. It was the ghost that had dragged him away from An Yan's attack just now.
Facing the life-saving soul, Chang Siguo released You Ji, who had acquired a new Zhiyin body, and said coldly, "Destroy it."
In the mist of lost souls, his abilities are greatly limited, and it is difficult to destroy the ghosts by ordinary means.
Upon hearing the sound, You Ji turned into a ray of light without hesitation and escaped from Man Ying's mouth. She was like a fish in water in such an environment. In the past, she was not capable enough and was expelled and hunted every time she entered the fog of lost souls.
A ray of black light flashed, hitting the stunned Yinhun nearby.
"Zhizhi", just this one blow caused the Yinhun to be injured.
Yinhun was furious, wrapped up the Xuan Binghan needle that hit it, and bit into pieces with You Ji who flew up.
A ghost in the middle stage of transformation dared to challenge it, which challenged the ghost in the late stage of transformation.
The mist surges, and the sounds of "squeaking" and "chirping" are endless.
Chang Siguo took Zi Yan away, and a shield of fire and earth appeared on his body. He was thinking about how to help You Ji. He should have dealt with the transformed ghost who was staring at him all the way.
His tanzhong acupoint felt cold, and the bone-piercing sword energy broke out at the right time.
Immediately, he felt the murderous aura that shook his soul, and along with the sword energy, he killed and collided wantonly in his body.
Fortunately, he had broken through the realm of physical training and was newly promoted to the Pulse Extension realm, making him more resistant than before.
I often think that my face is a little cold, and it shakes twice inadvertently. What does all this pain mean?
The thick mist around him was weakening rapidly, which was fatal. He didn't know how far he had fled after being carried away by the ghost, and whether An Yan, the woman, would find him again.
Youji shows up. If they are caught together, the murderer's "crime" will be confirmed.
What else can he use to make excuses?
Trying to detect the clairvoyance technique, noises, cries, requests for advice, and murmurs of various tones came from the mist, which echoed in his mind in strong and weak sounds. Chang Siguo frowned and persisted for a long time.
As the fog continued to thin, he felt he could barely bear it.
Suddenly his heart moved, and in the pain of tempering his body with sword energy and murderous aura, he forced his mind to immerse himself in the state of watching with cold eyes.
All kinds of noisy howls were suddenly greatly weakened
The old Taoist revealed many secrets about the Corridor of Lost Souls to him. Only the basic common sense of navigating in the fog of lost souls was not explained to him. I don’t know whether it was intentional or not.
Being able to use the Heavenly Eye Technique, even if it is restricted and interfered with in the fog and cannot reach far, makes Chang Siguo feel relieved.
At least he won't let the ghosts in the mist touch him without knowing it.
He waved his hand and put away the lifelike body of the petite woman. Although the resentment was dissipated with Manying's death, he still hoped that Yu Ji could give this body a makeover, as long as it was unrecognizable and didn't look so uncomfortable.
The Sky Eye Technique reached out and found two groups of light rolling and biting ten feet away in the mist, and he slowly moved towards them with his feet. ,,
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