Seeing the clones getting closer and closer, Ling Hanqian was anxious but had no choice. The enhanced version of Demonic Fist Wrath just now not only exhausted all his energy, but also left little physical strength left.
My right hand was sore and swollen, and I couldn't even hold my fist.
The essence and blood moisturize the whole body, and although it feels a little better, if you want to recover as before, you can't even think about resting for two or three days.
Even if his strength is fully restored and he cannot defeat him, he is still doomed!
Ling Han shouted angrily: "Hey, Ghost Armor, isn't it rumored in the world that your ghost tribe is the best at escaping? If you have any secret techniques, use them quickly!"
Gui Jia responded in silence and just focused on running away.
"Hey, why can't I use it when it's my turn? It's time now, so don't hide it."
"Stop making noise, there may be a way to survive ahead!"
"possible?"
This is a life-and-death moment, how is it possible!
Ling Han was worried about death. He traveled thousands of miles to visit the Ghost Realm, and all the bad luck happened to him.
When it didn't work, when the clone caught up with her, she knocked out the ghost armor and offered Mei Ruyu her hands. Anyway, she was fainted and didn't know what was going on.
Maybe if someone is happy, they can let him go.
Ling Han shook his head, it was too evil, this thought made him feel too guilty!
At this time, a black spot appeared in the barren desert ahead. After climbing over a sand dune, the black spot turned into a tall pavilion building.
The architectural structure is quite strange. It is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. The face is like the back of a bow, and the back is level like a bowstring. A stone-step path stands out in the desert.
The high couplets and curved railings are majestic and majestic, standing in the clouds. On the top of the four corners, the smell of incense wafts from time to time. It seems to be a palace where incense is burned and prayed.
Before he even got close, Gui Jia shouted at the top of his lungs, "Master Xiao Meng, please help me!"
At this time, Xuan Gui's clone had already caught up, and was less than ten feet behind Ling Han. Ling Han's soul was almost gone. When he heard the ghost armor calling for help, it was as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.
He shouted desperately, "Help, help!"
Although I don’t know who Master Xiao Meng is, since Gui Jia asked her for help, he must not be an enemy.
"Where to run!"
The mysterious ghost clone scolded behind him angrily, stretched out his arm and punched Ling Han with a punch of gray energy.
Ling Hantian Demon kicked his legs to the ground and rolled to barely avoid it. During this delay, the mysterious ghost got closer and more attacks came in succession.
At the critical moment, a voice came out of thin air from the direction of the attic: "Guisha people dare to run wild on my territory?"
The voice is clear and loud, gentle and long, like the sound of nature, captivating people's hearts.
When Ling Han heard this voice, his heart was half relieved.
Xuan Gui's clone suddenly stopped, not daring to take another step forward, and stopped attacking, "Xiao Meng, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't meddle in other people's business!"
Then an urgent and angry voice came, "Huh! I'll take care of this business!"
Hearing this sound, Ling Han finally felt relieved, it would be good if someone was protecting him.
"Xiao Meng, don't be too arrogant. When big brother is free, I will deal with you personally!"
The tone of the mysterious ghost clone was obviously much softer, and he took a step back calmly, as if he was ready to escape at any moment.
"Hmph! Just keep this clone!"
Master Xiao Meng didn't speak much. Although he didn't reveal his true form, his arrogant aura that looked down on the world was already overwhelming in the world.
Xuan Gui's clone didn't say anything, turned around and ran back, "A good man doesn't suffer the consequences of his eyes!"
"ah!"
Suddenly, a ray of white light flashed across. It was a crystal clear drop of water, shooting straight towards the back of the clone's head.
"thump!"
Before Xuan Gui's clone took a few steps, he fell to the ground and rolled down the sand dune to his death!
Ling Han took a breath of air. Master Xiao Meng was so tyrannical. Before his true body appeared, he killed a mysterious ghost clone equivalent to the peak of the earth realm in one move!
Ghost Armor quickly bowed towards the direction of the pavilion and said: "Thank you Master Xiao Meng for saving me. I will definitely come to say thank you someday!"
Then he gave Ling Han a wink and prepared to leave here with Mei Ruyu on his back.
Ling Han thought for a while, turned around and ran to the place where the ghost clone fell, took away the body with a touch of the ring, and then chased after the ghost armor with satisfaction.
Gui Jia turned around and asked, "What are you doing picking up corpses?"
Ling Han laughed and excused himself: "Take it back and study it."
"stop!"
Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded out of thin air.
Ling Han had harvested a corpse that was at the peak of the Earth Realm. He was in high spirits. When he heard this voice, his expression changed slightly and he stopped in place without daring to move.
"Let you collect the corpse!" Gui Jia frowned coldly, complaining about Ling Han's immoral behavior.
Ling Han scratched his head in embarrassment and bravely shouted: "Master, what are your orders?"
You don’t want this corpse, right?
A beautiful figure appeared on the gravel road. A woman in simple white clothes walked forward in small steps. She seemed to be an ordinary village woman without any aura of being strong.
In a blink of an eye, she came to the two of them, with an expressionless face and a bit of sorrow between her brows, and her dull eyes casually glanced at Ling Han.
"Aren't you from the ghost tribe?"
Ling Han shook his head.
"So, who are you?"
"Well……"
Ling Han couldn't tell for a moment, human race? Demons?
"Why didn't I get infected with Yin Qi when I passed through the gate of hell?"
Xiao Meng's soul asked three questions, and Ling Han was speechless.
Seeing that Ling Han didn't answer, Ghost Armor hurriedly came to the rescue and said, "Master, he is a distinguished guest of my ghost domain, so he doesn't need to go through those..."
Xiao Meng ignored Gui Jia, his eyes stayed on Ling Han without moving away, and then asked: "You haven't answered me yet, who are you?"
"I'm a...well, I'm a demon!"
Ling Han didn't dare to hide anything and told everything.
Hearing the word "Demon Clan", Xiao Meng's gloomy eyes suddenly had a glimmer of light. He pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Demon Clan people...can you do me a favor?"
"Yes, of course."
"Okay, come with me!" After saying that, Xiao Meng walked towards the west.
Ling Han and Gui Jia looked at each other and followed silently.
They saved our lives, so how can we refuse help if we need it? At the same time, I am also wondering, can the demons help the big boss in the heavenly realm?
"Who is Master Xiao Meng? What does she want from me?" Ling Han asked Gui Jia in a low voice.
Gui Jia glanced at Xiao Meng's back, his eyes full of reverence, and explained to Ling Han in a low voice.
"Master Xiao Meng is a charming girl of a generation. His husband was lost in the ghost city. Later, he was killed when the ghosts rebelled. Xiao Meng lived in seclusion here and swore to guard her husband's soul forever."
"Oh, no wonder he killed Xuan Gui's clone instantly with one move, without any regard for Gui Sha's power. It turns out that he has a grudge against him for killing his husband!"
Gui Jia sighed: "Not only does he have a grudge against Gui Sha, Master Xiao Meng also has a bad attitude toward all the ghost tribesmen. I'm so lucky to be able to help him this time!"
Gui Jia continued: "She hated the Ghost City because of her husband's death, and at the same time felt pity for the human race, so she built a viewing platform, hoping that the humans who passed by and entered the Ghost City would not forget their hometown."
"There are also many human beings who have become ghosts. When they miss their hometown, they come here to receive the bath of incense and stand on the viewing platform to look at their hometown and relieve their homesickness.
Looking at my hometown from the gazebo, I shed tears while missing my relatives.
"According to what the princess said, they are just cheap. They want to enter the ghost world. When they come here, they miss their hometown and cry to death. Why bother."
If you don’t cherish what you once had and pursue what is far away, you won’t understand what eternity means until you lose it.
"That tall pavilion is called Wangxiang Terrace." Ling Han nodded thoughtfully.
"arrive!"
Xiao Meng pointed to a clear river ahead and said to Ling Han: "There is a stone at the bottom of the river. Just fish it out."
Ling Han raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at Gui Jia in confusion, jumping into the river? Fishing for rocks?
Gui Jia acted as a guide and explained to Ling Han: "The name of this river is Wangchuan. According to legend, there is a strange stone at the bottom of the river called Sansheng. It is said that this stone can see the past life, present life and next life of your sweetheart."
Ling Han opened his mouth to ask again, but Gui Jia took the first step and said with a bitter smile: "According to legend, only the demons can find this stone."
Ling Han's eyes widened, is this okay? Do the demons still have this kind of ability?
Master Xiao Meng said: "This Three Life Stone was created by your demon clan predecessors. Only the demon clan can find it and spy on the secrets of heaven."
Ghost Jia added: "I once saw relevant records in an ancient book. It is said that the senior demon clan had an unforgettable love story, and the Three Life Stone was forged because of it."
"Moreover, this river is very strange. The meridians entering the water are blocked and the essence cannot be released. However, it should have no effect on essence and blood cultivators."
Xiao Meng said: "That is a mechanism that weakens the essence and suppresses the meridians of low-level spiritual masters. It is ineffective against heavenly spiritual masters."
Ling Han didn't say anything else, he plunged into the Wangchuan River and groped at the cold bottom.
There is indeed something abnormal about the river water. You must know that everything in the world has a certain amount of spiritual energy, but this river water has no spiritual energy at all, and has a suppressive effect on the spiritual master, causing the meridians to be blocked while the skills are functioning.
The cold river water stimulated the body, and the essence and blood were not hindered at all, but instead became slightly hot. After a while, Ling Han's whole body became hot and hot.
The blood throughout the body is stimulated and begins to transform into blood essence drop by drop. With one breath, there are two hundred more drops. As time goes by, the transformation is completed to five hundred drops.
After breaking through to the peak of the Ze Realm, the essence and blood remained stable at a thousand drops. There was no change for a long time, and now there is finally a breakthrough.
One thousand, five hundred drops of blood!
It was an amazing baptism. The river was not in vain. It was so worth it!
With an extra five hundred drops, although he is still at the peak of the Ze realm, his strength will definitely increase a lot.
Three thousand drops is the limit of the realm, just around the corner!
Temporarily suppressing the joy in my heart, I swam a few miles along the Wangchuan River. In a depression, I sensed spiritual power fluctuations coming from a stone, which was the aura of the same origin as the demon clan.
A black flat stone as big as two palms is set at the bottom of the river.
Ling Han held the stone warm in his hands, like the black chess pieces on the chessboard in the underground tomb of the Western Xia Dynasty, it had the aura of the demonic origin.
After swimming out of the water, Ling Han handed the stone to Xiao Meng, "This is the one, right."
Xiao Meng took the stone with one hand, said nothing, injected a little essence into the stone, then looked surprised and covered his mouth with the other hand.
I don't know what Xiao Meng saw, but she burst into tears. She quickly returned the stone to Ling Han and said softly, "Thank you."
Then he wiped his tears with his sleeves and left silently.
Ling Han also tried to inject some essence into the stone to see if he could see past, present, and next lives.
A white light flashed, and a scene suddenly appeared on the stone. A blood-red, delicate flower, without a single green leaf, bloomed alone in a deserted space.
In the blink of an eye, the flowers disappeared. Ling Han rubbed his eyes. Suddenly, with a "click!", the Sansheng Stone broke into pieces and rolled into the Wangchuan River.
"What did you see? Why is it broken? I haven't looked at it yet." Ghost Armor walked over slowly and stared at Ling Han in surprise.
"How do I know!" Ling Han muttered angrily, turned and left.
How could my sweetheart be a flower I have never seen before?
Gui Jia angrily carried Mei Ruyu on his back and walked towards the ghost capital. As he walked, he complained: "You stingy man, I don't know what you saw. You don't need to smash the strange rocks when you are angry."
Ling Han was extremely puzzled and ignored him. Isn't his sweetheart on your back? You don't care about past and next lives. It's true.
Don’t want to give it up to me…
