Mo Dao's Qiqiao was filled with smoke and his back felt cold.
"If Chen Yun hadn't mentioned it, all of us would have died at the hands of these two people!"
Jiang Siheng shook his head.
"No! Zaizai, I, and my third uncle Mingxu, Nanxi, will protect you."
Bai Mingxu and Bai Nanxi nodded at the same time.
"right!"
Director Mo and the other five people suddenly felt an unparalleled sense of security.
Huo Chenyun frowned and asked Bai Mingxu and Bai Nanxi.
"Has Ji Ling woke up? Otherwise, how could Song Huan contact the ghostly eyes between his eyebrows?"
Bai Nanxi shook his head.
"Except when I went to the bathroom, I kept watch over Master Ji and never saw him wake up. If Master Ji really woke up, he would definitely call me."
Huo Chenyun didn't have any good impression of Ji Ling, and was even somewhat hostile, so he naturally assumed the worst.
"What if I woke up in the middle of the night and saw that you were asleep and didn't want to wake you up?"
Bai Nanxi was stunned.
Bai Mingxu had already walked to Ji Ling's side and reached out to take his pulse.
Ji Lingyou suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to attack Bai Mingxu's heart.
Huo Chenyun and others were shocked.
"Mingxu, be careful!"
Jiang Siheng had already rushed over, grabbed Bai Mingxu's arm with one hand, and slapped Ji Ling's face with the other hand.
The ghostly eyes slowly opened, and they were still yellow eyes, but there was a trace of blood in the yellow eyes, which looked very scary and disgusting.
Ji Ling's eyes were open, but they were dull, and his consciousness was obviously not awake.
Bai Nanxi presented a ghost exorcism charm.
"Return the ghostly eyes to my Uncle Ji!"
The ghostly eyes controlled Ji Ling to speak.
"Your Uncle Ji? Since it's your Uncle Ji, why don't you kill these two little bastards with your Uncle Ji?"
Bai Nanxi's pupils shrank and she looked at the ghostly eyes in disbelief.
"What do you mean?"
Ghostly Eyes laughed.
"What do you mean? It means that your Uncle Ji is mine!"
Having said this, Ghost Eyes smiled even more proudly.
"If your uncle, Master Ji, hadn't set up the Yin Gathering Formation to help me gather Yin Qi, with my cultivation, it would have taken at least a hundred years to become the master of a region."
Bai Nanxi's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and her face turned pale.
Director Mo's eyes widened and he almost stuttered.
"You... you said Master Ji... and you... are in cahoots with each other?"
The ghostly eyes laughed evilly.
"What kind of conspiracy? We are just doing what we need!"
Director Mo and the other five people all took a deep breath.
I thought again that if Zaizai Xiaojiang and Shen Yun were not among the people who came together this time, then they would really die without a burial place.
Just thinking about it, cold sweat broke out on the backs of the five people again.
Just as Jiang Siheng was about to take the Ghost Eye directly, he heard the Ghost Eye sneer arrogantly.
"Take it! If you dig me out of his eyebrows and soul, not only will he die, but his three generations will also die! Both his soul and spirit will be destroyed, and there will never be an afterlife!"
Jiang Siheng didn't care about that, his speed accelerated instead of slowing down.
The ghostly eyes did not expect Siheng to play the cards according to common sense. A flash of uneasiness flashed in his yellow eyes covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes, and he suddenly controlled Ji Ling to shout quickly.
"Bai Nanxi, this is Ji Ling's body! Have you forgotten how much Ji Ling helped your Bai family when your Bai family was bullied by the Mo family?"
"Have you even forgotten that when your father died tragically and you were dying, it was Ji Ling who fought tooth and nail to save your life?"
"Bai Nanxi! Can you watch three generations of Ji Ling die tragically, with their souls completely destroyed?"
Bai Nanxi: "..."
With his body spinning faster than his brain, Bai Nanxi pounced on Ji Ling as soon as he pierced Siheng's sharp nails between his eyebrows.
Huo Chenyun and others only heard a hiss, the sound of the skin being pierced by a sharp object.
Bai Mingxu's heart skipped a beat.
"Brother Nanxi!"
He took Si Hengyou's hand back and stared at Bai Nanxi coldly with scarlet eyes.
"Do you want to die?"
Bai Nanxi spat out a mouthful of blood.
He looked at Huo Chenyun for help.
"Mr. Huo, Uncle Ji..."
Before Huo Chenyun could speak, the ghostly eyes between Ji Ling's eyebrows turned rapidly.
Bai Mingxu realized something was wrong in an instant.
"Let's hold hands and never separate!"
Jiang Siheng returned to Huo Chenyun almost immediately, his scarlet eyes scanning the surroundings like bloodthirsty.
Director Mo and the other five people suddenly exclaimed.
"We...why are we all flying?"
Astonishment also slipped through the depths of Bai Mingxu's pupils.
"It's the ghost eyes that control our transfer! Everyone, pay attention to your surroundings. Don't let go of each other's hands, and don't touch everything you see."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Wang shouted.
"Look, everyone, it's Song Huan and Zhang Shui!"
Xu Lie was shocked.
"Didn't they go a long way?"
Jiang Siheng: "How to transport ghost things!"
Huo Chenyun: "Did the Ghostly Eyes move us here?"
Jiang Siheng nodded.
His scarlet eyes looked at the thorn bushes on the ground and suddenly lifted Director Mo and others up.
"Everyone, watch your step!"
Song Huan and Zhang Shui sped up and ran away. As they ran, they looked up at Huo Chenyun and others who were about to fall from the sky.
Song Huan's face was full of madness, and his eyes were extremely sinister.
"Hahaha! Die to me! Shatter to pieces!"
The ghostly eyes saw the explosives under the thorn bushes, with a look of satisfaction in their yellow pupils.
"very good!"
Bai Mingxu held Bai Nanxi, who was constantly vomiting blood, with one hand and activated the magic talisman at the same time.
But the magical talisman seemed to have lost its effect and had no reaction at all.
The ghostly eyes looked at Zhang Kuang and laughed.
"It's useless! The entire ghost world belongs to me! I have already issued an order prohibiting anyone from the Xuanmen from using magic!"
Bai Mingxu's expression changed, and Bai Nanxi, who was supported by him, fell rapidly.
Siheng lifted up Director Mo and others, frowning, and led them down to save people.
Zaizai, who was sleeping, noticed the power of the ghostly eyes. His soul was still sleeping, but his body suddenly opened his dark eyes without any mechanism.
The ghostly eyes froze for a moment when she opened her eyes, and controlled Ji Ling's body to fly away.
Zaizai's chubby body broke away from Huo Chenyun's arms and floated in mid-air.
Stretch out your left hand and raise your right hand.
The book of life and death in one hand, the judge's pen in the other!
The book of life and death flipped rapidly in the violent wind, and soon reached Ji Ling's page.
Judge Zaizai tapped the word Ji Ling with his pen, and the strong Yin energy from his body stabbed Ji Ling's head like a sharp blade.
Bai Nanxi was trembling all over.
He wanted to tell Zaizai not to let go, but when he looked at the rows of explosives blown open by the wind under the thorn bushes, it was like something was tightly strangling his throat, and he couldn't say a word.
His initial fears came true!
The Yin Gathering Formation was really set up by Uncle Ji!
Uncle Ji also cooperated with ghosts and became the master of the ghost realm, almost causing everyone to die in this ghost world.
The sharp blade of evil wind penetrated Ji Ling's back and penetrated from the center of the ghostly eye between the eyebrows.
The ghost's eye is cracked inch by inch!
Director Mo and others only heard a shrill and horrifying scream, and then the sound of chewing like a beast eating.
"Ouch! Ouch! Uh-huh... Ouch..."
…
Mo guided the five people: "..."
Bai Nanxi looked towards Ji Ling in horror.
After the black mist dispersed, Ji Ling's body began to fall from mid-air.
Zaizai let go of the judge's pen, and the word Ji Ling loomed on the book of life and death.
Zaizai frowned.
Seems confused.
Ji Ling's chest, which was falling rapidly, suddenly flashed with a golden light, and then the entire ghost began to collapse.
Zaizai put away the book of life and death and the judge's pen, and moved her chubby hand downwards. Song Huan and Zhang Shui, who were running for their lives, were pinched in her palm formed by the wind.
At the same time, a thunder exploded in the sky.
Zaizai, who had not yet woken up, slowly raised his head expressionlessly, looked at it and suddenly burst into laughter.
