Fairy Lingluo's shout was somewhat exaggerated, as if just to attract attention.
There was a hint of anger on Yan Yun's face, he shook her hand away, took a few steps back, and stood at the front of the spirit boat.
Fairy Lingluo glanced behind her, fully expecting Fairy Qiuyan and Liu Qing, who were riding on the human-faced vulture, to show anger, but she was disappointed.
Fairy Qiuyan's eyelashes fluttered for a moment, her red lips pursed, and she turned her gaze to where the three stone spirits were flapping.
Her consciousness has not left the battlefield, and she knows clearly what is happening on the battlefield. Fairy Lingluo's little trick will certainly not make her angry.
She trusted Yanyun not only because he saved her life, but also because Ibeka told her about a past incident during meditation, which was enough to prove his character.
Liu Qing's face was equally calm. If there was any resentment in his heart, it was directed at Fairy Lingluo rather than Yan Yun.
There is no greater sorrow than heartbreak. When the red and blue girls controlled him with magic sounds before dying, he did not believe that Fairy Lingluo was not aware of it, but she did not help.
Fairy Lingluo had changed so much that he felt completely strange.
When he saw that the humanoid ghost he had summoned was still standing there, he took out the spirit beast bag, took it back, and closed his eyes.
At this time, no sound could be heard from the place where Shi Ling and the old woman were entangled. It was obvious that the mana of the Shi Ling Talisman had been exhausted.
The dust still rose from the ground like a willow tree, forming a large gray mist connecting the sky and the earth.
The mist was mixed with sparks of paper money that kept flashing, like thousands of ghosts hiding in the air, filling the air silently.
At this time, gongs and drums were beating loudly in the fog, and suonas were blasting, accompanied by the crackling of firecrackers.
"Son... you died so miserably..."
A shrill cry came from the mist, and soon the voice became deeper, like a ghost whispering.
The mist rolled along, condensing strange lights and shadows.
What came oncoming was a huge atomized word "Dian", and behind the big word appeared a large group of invisible humanoid silhouettes.
These people included Wu Chang who opened the way, the mage who played gongs and drums, the crowd holding wreaths to see him off, and the two giant coffins carried by strong men, which were covered with two sacrificial tents, one red and one blue.
The dark wind suddenly rose, and the air of this absurd place was filled with a suffocating sense of depression, and everything became distorted and blurred.
"My son...have your bodies and bones been killed as well? Mom wants to avenge you!"
The sound cut through the membranes, like a curse.
The speed of the fog miasma rushing forward suddenly accelerated, and the funeral phantoms transformed by the surging fog were overwhelming, and even this space became bitingly cold, like an ice cellar.
"Hmph! Pretending to be a ghost!"
Fairy Lingluo sneered, pointed her jade finger, and rushed several sets of Four Evil Talisman towards the fog miasma to break away the evil miasma.
But before the talisman could be moved to a suitable position for activation, the talisman paper seemed to be ignited by the flickering sparks in the fog, and suddenly ignited spontaneously and turned into ashes.
Fairy Lingluo's beautiful eyes widened and her mask was covered with frost. It was obvious that this scene was beyond his expectation.
"go!"
Fairy Lingluo lost several sets of the Four Evil Talismans in vain, and was extremely angry. She sacrificed several more sets of talismans and covered them with a layer of mana shield.
However, the talisman only moved about ten feet, and before it could get close to the surging mist, the talisman and the mana shield were blocked by an invisible wall and burned again.
The Four Evil Talisman is the nemesis of evil spirits, but it cannot be damaged in any way before it is activated!
Fairy Lingluo's expression changed drastically, and she was about to activate the talisman, but there was no time?
"puff"!
The flames spread upward from the bottom of the talisman and soon engulfed the talisman like burning paper money.
Fairy Lingluo's face turned pale, and she stared at the mist that was getting closer and closer in disbelief. She gritted her teeth and had to drive the spirit boat back quickly.
However, the spirit boat retreated far slower than expected. It was slow and heavy, as if it was trapped in a huge whirlpool.
Fairy Lingluo thought that the spirit stones in the magic plate at the end of the spirit boat had been exhausted. When she lowered her head, she found that the spirit stones were bright and showed no signs of wear.
She was shocked and was about to take action, but she felt stuck.
This feeling is so strange that a scene that has been buried deep in my memory for a long time suddenly appears in my mind.
It was a cold winter, she was still young, and she was making glutinous rice cakes at home to prepare for the New Year.
The glutinous rice turned into lumps in the stone mortar, and its sticky appearance aroused her greed.
She stretched out her two little hands to grab it, and her fingers were immediately stuck, unable to pull away or break free.
She struggled for half an hour, but could not get rid of Ciba's control, and her voice became hoarse from crying until the adult came back.
This was an unforgettable and terrifying experience in her childhood, but that time was regarded as a joke by the adults in the family, and this time, it might kill her!
She was horrified in her heart, and she used all her magic power to get out of control, but her whole body seemed to be tightly dragged by an invisible hand.
For a moment, unspeakable fear appeared on her fair face.
"Senior brother..."
Finally, she remembered that there was someone beside her.
But when she turned her head and looked around, Yan Yun, whom she wanted to ask for help, was also in some kind of confinement. Two narrow swords were suspended in the air three feet in front of him, but she could not sacrifice the narrow swords.
"How did you control the stone spirit?" Yan Yun asked, wondering why he was still thinking about this when he was facing a life and death situation.
"Yes..." Fairy Lingluo had no time to think and transmitted the message as quickly as possible.
This is a method of using talismans in the Nanshan Sect. It is a "secret technique" that is passed down orally and is not recorded in the classics.
Yan Yun only listened to a few words, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, and like the sun rising, thousands of golden lights spurted out from his palm!
