"Tap...tap...tap..." The strange and depressing footsteps fell as densely as raindrops.
One after another black shadows, no matter which direction they stood up from, they all looked at Feng Hui.
Obviously they had no eyes, but Feng Hui still felt like she was being watched by a terrifying supernatural being.
The footsteps sounded rhythmically, and all the black shadows moved, taking stiff steps, getting closer to Feng Hui.
"Don't be afraid...I'll take you home, I won't let anyone hurt you..." Feng Hui turned her head, glanced at Zhang Fan with a gentle face, and comforted softly.
When the seven-star lantern went out, the way home was interrupted by a terrifying supernatural force, and they completely lost their way.
Even the bloody avenue constructed of soul-binding ropes began to become illusory and distorted, and was rapidly collapsing.
In just a moment, the bloody avenue finally disappeared completely, and the surrounding world fell completely into a dead darkness.
Feng Hui protected Zhang Fan who had lost his memory behind him, while she stood in front of him, facing the endless approaching black figures alone.
Because Zhang Fan's arm was trapped by the soul-detaining rope, he is now speechless and unable to move. He is suppressed by the supernatural power on the soul-detaining rope. He has become a puppet with no freedom and can only be pulled by Feng Hui. And move.
Soon, the first black figure approached Feng Hui, raised his stiff and numb hands, and rushed towards him. Seeing this, Feng Hui raised her foot and kicked it away. This kick contained extremely terrifying supernatural power, and directly kicked the black shadow thousands of meters away, and fell into the darkness without a trace.
Putting her feet down slowly, Feng Hui's face turned a little pale, and there was a solemn look in her eyes. Whether it was an illusion or something else, Feng Hui clearly felt that some of her strength had been sucked away from her just after kicking the black figure.
It's not much, but it's still there. Another dark figure stepped forward stiffly, and pounced on him with open hands.
This time, Feng Hui did not have physical contact with the other party, but snapped her fingers. Following the snap of his fingers, the figure of the black figure turned into powder with a rustling sound like weathered dust.
After destroying it, Feng Hui's face became a little pale again, and the solemnity in her eyes also became a little more serious. Because she discovered that some of her power had been sucked away again.
At this time, Feng Hui frowned and had an ominous premonition in her heart. That is, every time these black shadows are killed by her, they will inexplicably absorb her supernatural power for unknown reasons.
If it continued and was surrounded by such a large number of black shadows, maybe even she would die in the end.
Feng Hui is not afraid of death. She has lived too long and has seen through everything. However, Zhang Fan cannot die. He needs to live and return to reality alive.
Therefore, even if he risked everything, he still had to send Zhang Fan away. Feng Hui's eyes gradually became firmer, and she already had a decision in her mind.
Looking at the countless black shadows approaching step by step, Feng Hui suddenly smiled. She slowly turned around and came to Zhang Fan. With a loving smile on her face, she kissed him tenderly on the forehead, and then Pointed at Zhang Fan's forehead.
With this finger pointing, a burst of blood-red supernatural energy spread like brilliance, lighting up Zhang Fan's body.
"Xiao Fanfan... I hope that after you return to the real world... you can live happily and peacefully!!"
"Let's go, I will remove all obstacles for you and send you... safe and sound!" Feng Hui snapped her fingers at Zhang Fan, activating the supernatural power planted in Zhang Fan's body.
After the supernatural activation, Zhang Fan, who was originally unable to move, resumed his activities in an instant. No! It's not a real recovery activity, but it's that he was controlled and driven by a strange force, trying to take him out.
Feng Hui watched Zhang Fan walking towards the direction where the seven-star lantern was extinguished, and she sighed deeply. When the seven-star lamp goes out, Sai Laoxian and other ghosts must be very anxious, and they will definitely try their best to light it again.
And he put a curse on Zhang Fan's body to return to reality. As long as the seven-star lamp lights up again, Zhang Fan's body will be forced to move towards the exit.
Coupled with the effect of the soul-binding rope, Zhang Fan will definitely be able to go back in the end. Therefore, during the period when the seven-star lantern was not lit, it was up to her to stop all ghosts and monsters that threatened Zhang Fan's safety in this unknown land.
......outside world. Sai Laoxian looked at the extinguished seven-star lamp and turned around anxiously. He tried many methods but could not relight it, as if he was disturbed by some force.
"The seven-star lamp is interfered by some force and cannot be ignited. What should I do?" Sai Laoxian asked loudly towards the Wishing Lake with an anxious look on his face.
Now Feng Hui has successfully summoned Zhang Fan's soul and is about to return, but at the critical moment, the seven-star lamp is extinguished and cannot be ignited again.
How could this not make Sai Laoxian anxious? When Wishing Lake heard Sai Laoxian's question, he did not reply immediately, but fell into a brief silence. It was not until three minutes passed that the font message of Wishing Lake appeared: "Seven-star lanterns are terrorized by unknown places." It has been disturbed by the power of ghosts and is in an abnormal state. It needs to be used as lamp oil with the essence and blood of virgins, and then blended with the essence of ghosts before it can be re-ignited! But the ignition effect can only last for thirty minutes!"
"Please note that once the time exceeds thirty minutes, the seven-star lamp will lose its soul-calling effect!"
"What?!" Sai Laoxian frowned after reading the information about Wishing Lake. In other words, even if the seven-star lamp is relit, it can only maintain its effect for thirty minutes.
If Feng Hui and Zhang Fan cannot return within thirty minutes, it means that they will lose the qualification to return.
"Why is this happening!" The expressions of Feng Ling and other fierce ghosts all changed drastically, and their moods seemed particularly heavy.
It turns out that the process of summoning souls is not smooth sailing, but there are huge dangers. After a moment of silence, Sai Laoxian clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and continued to ask towards the Wishing Lake: "What does this ghost essence mean?"
"The flames generated by igniting the ghost's soul contain extremely terrifying supernatural powers!"
"The more terrifying the ghost, the more terrifying it will be when its soul burns! The seven-star lamp burning with the fire of his soul will be particularly strong!" The slanted font of Wishing Lake appeared on the white floor tiles.
Seeing this scene, Sai Laoxian turned around and looked at Jin Cuihua and other fierce ghosts.
"If you want to burn your soul, then use mine! As long as you can save Zhang Fan... I am willing!!" Chu Yu stood up first, and before Sai Laoxian could speak, her right hand began to burn. A green flame arose.
In the burning of the green flame, a large amount of green smoke rises. The blue flames cast an eerie look on Chu Yu's cheeks, and her facial features began to twist in pain.
"Chu Yu!"
"You...why...are you doing this?" Sai Laoxian sighed when he saw Chu Yu burning his soul.
"Use the fire of my soul to light the seven-star lantern now! Help Zhang Fan and the others...come back!" Blood spilled from the corner of Chu Yu's mouth, and he staggered to the place where the seven-star lantern was placed, and spread the cyan color on his right hand. The flame is lit on the wick of the seven-star lamp.
There was still some blood from Chu Chu before, so when the cyan flame touched the wick, the seven-star lamp that was originally extinguished instantly lit up.
However, Chu Yu gritted her teeth and released the flame from her burning soul, but it only lit the first seven-star lamp. When she tried to light the second seven-star lamp, she was unable to do so. Her body went limp. He fell heavily to the ground and passed out.
Burning one's own soul is a very serious taboo. If you are not careful, the evil ghost will most likely be wiped out on the spot.
The first seven-star lamp that was lit was shining with dazzling firelight, illuminating the entire second floor of Maoshan Incense Candle Shop extremely clearly.
"The second one, let me do it!!" Jin Cuihua helped the unconscious Chu Yu up, and Feng Chime was the second person to come out.
She also followed Chu Yu's example and began to burn her soul. The same cyan flame, burning ragingly, heartbreaking, like the pain of being broken into pieces, filled Feng Ling's body and mind.
Compared to the pain of losing Zhang Fan, what does this torture of the soul mean? The wind chime came to the second seven-star lamp and lit the other one.
After lighting the second seven-star lantern, the wind chime staggered to the third seven-star lantern. She lit it again despite the pain that her body was about to disappear into ashes.
At the cost of burning his soul, the wind chime finally succeeded in lighting two more seven-star lanterns, and then fell to the ground and passed out.
With the efforts of Chu Yu and Feng Chime, three seven-star lanterns have been lit, and the remaining four seven-star lanterns have not been lit.
Jin Cuihua and Wu Lin looked at each other, walked out, ignited their souls, and began to light candles for the remaining four seven-star lanterns.
After a while, all seven seven-star lanterns were finally lit, but the price was that Wu Lin, Jin Cuihua, Chu Yu, Feng Ling, Gu Haji, and the five white-clothed ghosts were all on the verge of extinction.
Looking at the seven seven-star lanterns that were relit, Sai Laoxian had tears in his eyes and his fists clenched. This time, they tried their best to rescue Zhang Fan.
As the seven-star lantern was lit, in the unknown land behind the bleeding wooden door, the blood-colored avenues that had originally collapsed re-intertwined and converged again at Zhang Fan's feet.
Seven golden lights, as bright as the scorching sun, lit up again, lighting up Zhang Fan's way back. At this moment, Zhang Fan lost control of his body and walked step by step towards the place where the golden light of the seven-star lamp shone.
And behind him, there was a bloody light that seemed to turn even the world into scarlet. At the same time, in the center of the bloody light, Feng Hui was covered in blood, with disheveled hair, panting and fighting against the endless terrifying black shadows coming from all directions.
But when Feng Hui released her supernatural power and smashed thousands of black shadows into pieces, more black shadows swept over her.
Countless black shadows were roaring and roaring. They were filled with thirst for blood and attacked Feng Hui tirelessly and relentlessly.
