In the black mist, there were gusts of wind, and ghosts were crying and wolves howling. Zhou Xingliang's voice was like a drop in the ocean, and was soon drowned in the miserable screams of ghosts.
But even so, Ling Yi heard it very clearly.
"Can I still leave?" Ling Yi looked at the two women beside him and asked.
Neither Xu Yanqing nor Xu Jianwei knew how to face Ling Yi at this moment.
Before, they spoke so poorly of Ling Yi and said that Ling Yi was holding them back. But now, they themselves were the ones holding them back, and they had to rely on Ling Yi's power to avoid being harassed by those heads.
As for Ling Yi's question, neither of them responded. They just helped each other stand up and nodded imperceptibly.
"Follow me, stay close." Ling Yi said and walked straight ahead.
The two women looked at each other and hurriedly followed.
After they had taken a few steps, they saw an overwhelming number of human heads floating all around, all of them rushing toward them with ferocious faces, as if they wanted to eat them alive.
But no matter how they collide, they will be blocked by an invisible air wall, causing them to be isolated half a foot away from their bodies, roaring miserably.
Seeing such a horrifying scene, Xu Jianwei couldn't help but glance at the man walking in front, and couldn't help but think to himself: 'If it weren't for him, we would have been devoured by ten thousand ghosts, right? '
Thinking of all the taunts she had made to him before, Xu Jianwei felt burning pain on his face.
'He had long said that you could ask him for help with anything, but he didn't believe him and remained stubborn, thinking that he was trying to make a fool of himself.
In the final analysis, I still looked down upon others, thinking that he, a villager, would be like Tian Yu if he could survive. But I didn’t expect that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Xu Jianwei, Xu Jianwei, this lesson should be something you will remember for the rest of your life. '
Xu Jianwei analyzed himself deeply, then shook his head in regret, and gave a helpless smile - laughing at how ignorant and ridiculous he was.
Soon, under the leadership of Ling Yi, the group arrived at Zhou Xingliang's place.
When Xu Jianwei and Xu Yanqing saw what was happening in front of them, their hearts immediately rose to their throats, and their scalps instantly became numb.
They saw that Zhou Xingliang's body was densely covered with pale white heads, each one biting Zhou Xingliang's body like a starving ghost who had not eaten for hundreds of years.
No matter how Zhou Xingliang waved his hands to drive them away, those heads seemed to be growing on his body and could not be driven away at all.
The most terrifying thing is that there is a human head on the back of his neck, hitting the back of his head again and again!
The masters and disciples of the Xu family can clearly see that every time this head hits, the soul in the heart is separated from the body by an inch. If it is allowed to hit like this, Zhou Xingliang's soul will be knocked out of the body!
At that time, the head that hit the back of his head will take over Zhou Xingliang's head, completely control his body, and become Zhou Xingliang.
And Zhou Xingliang himself will be trapped in this soul-stirring black mist for eternity, and will be driven by the young sect master for the rest of his life.
"If it weren't for Ling Yi, I'd probably be like this now..." Xu Yanqing couldn't help but mutter to herself when she saw this scene, her expression extremely frightened.
After saying that, she looked at Ling Yi's back with complicated eyes, not knowing how to describe her mood at this moment.
"Master Ling, you are finally here! Save me!" Zhou Xingliang looked horrified, as if he had grasped the last straw, and tears were flowing freely.
Ling Yi didn't say much and just continued to walk forward. Then everyone clearly saw that the heads on Zhou Xingliang's body began to peel off from the soles of his feet.
As Ling Yi continued to move forward, all heads that came within half a foot of Ling Yi were forcibly expelled by an invisible force.
Zhou Xingliang's life was hanging by a thread, but after Ling Yi walked a few steps, his whole body was completely clean, and there was no longer any trouble.
Although all the heads were stripped off, the severe pain on his body still existed. Coupled with the previous punch from Gong Xiangming, he was more injured now. He struggled several times before he managed to stand up.
After he got up, he looked at the roaring and ferocious heads around him. In addition to being frightened, he also admired Ling Yi.
"Ling... Master Ling, um... I'm sorry, I spoke too loudly before, don't take it off." Zhou Xingliang did not put on airs because he was a descendant of the Zhou family, but said to Ling Yi with great respect.
Ling Yi waved his hand, indicating that he didn't take it to heart at all.
At this time, he was observing the soul-destroying black mist.
This thing is a bit similar to the Chen Tianyang he met in Chuzhou before, except that Chen Tianyang imprisoned the ghosts in the black mist, and then used the ghosts to kill people.
But this soul-stealing black mist imprisons human heads, and will forcefully knock people's souls out of their bodies. Although the purpose is to kill people, the methods are different.
But no matter how he changes, he can't escape the word evil. The most effective way to deal with evil spirits is to burn them all with fire.
As soon as the idea came up, Xu Yanqing asked: "Mr. Ling, what should we do now?"
She had just been standing next to Ling Yi and had been observing the situation around her. She even used the long sword in her hand to stab those pale white heads with ferocious faces.
But no matter how she stabbed them, the heads seemed to be incorporeal, and her long sword could not hurt them at all.
In other words, if she was trapped in this soul-stealing black mist, she would be helpless.
This kind of frustration hit her hard, and she had no choice but to ask Ling Yi.
But before Ling Yi could speak, the young sect master’s voice sounded faintly:
"Don't waste your efforts, let alone you. Even if Grandmaster Huajin is trapped inside, it is impossible to break through this young master's soul-seizing black mist. The only thing waiting for you is that your soul will leave your body and your body will turn into pus. Dead end!"
His voice came suddenly, and it was impossible to tell where the source of the voice was from the sound alone, as if it was reverberating in all directions.
Ling Yi ignored the voice, but stretched out his right hand, lightly snapped his fingers, and a purple flame appeared between his fingers.
Looking at this weird purple flame, the three people's eyes widened, and they almost said in unison: "Are you also a monk?!"
As soon as these words came out, the three of them had extremely embarrassed looks on their faces.
They clearly remembered that when they persuaded Ling Yi to leave, they kept saying that this was a matter between the masters of magic in the monastic world, and also mocked Ling Yi, an ordinary person who didn't know anything and would only be a hindrance. …
Unexpectedly, Ling Yi was also a cultivator, and his strength was far superior to them!
Although Ling Yi didn't say anything, they felt like their faces were slapped by Ling Yi, making them all feel ashamed.
Especially Xu Jianwei, she had been telling Ling Yi not to show off, but she never expected that the one who was showing off was actually herself, and Ling Yi was so awesome!
"Master Ling, this black fog is very weird. My Zhou family's divine fire will be extinguished as soon as it touches it. I'm afraid using fire is not a good idea." Zhou Xingliang saw Ling Yi preparing to use fire. Although he was extremely ashamed at this time, he still mustered up the courage to suggest .
"Use fire? Humph, you are overestimating your capabilities! This young master's soul-destroying black mist is made from the innate Yin Qi. It is the nemesis of fire. You actually use fire because you think your death will not be miserable enough." ? Hahaha..."
The young sect leader's voice came again, making everyone tremble with fear.
Zhou Xingliang also advised again: "I just released all the divine fire from the Purple Gold Gourd, but it still didn't hurt those evil things at all. Master Ling, you only have this one star of purple fire, I'm afraid..."
He didn't finish what he said, but everyone knew clearly what he meant - so many flames can't do anything to the black mist. If you only have a few sparks, wouldn't you be asking for trouble if you take them out?
"My purple flame is different from your fire."
Ling Yi didn't argue, just said something lightly, then flicked the purple flame on his fingertips away from his fingers, and shot straight towards the head on the opposite side.
Seeing Ling Yi insisting on having his own way, Zhou Xingliang and the others couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, feeling that Ling Yi was somewhat self-righteous and couldn't listen to other people's opinions.
However, as soon as this thought came up, what happened in front of them was like huge slaps, slapping them hard on the face, making them feel burning pain in their cheeks...
