Chapter Forty-Eight: Killing the Demon Shadow

The screams and wails continued to sound, and the tall phantom continued to harvest their lives like an evil ghost Shura.

Qian Chen and Han Hyun Qiu were preoccupied with the surroundings.

He patted his chest slightly, just because he felt the fear of the blood feather in his arms.

At this moment, a black shadow attacked, and Qian Chen suddenly surged all his spiritual power to meet it with a fierce punch.

"Bang!"

He only felt that he had smashed on an indestructible boulder, and his fists were painful and numb!

The black shadow also retreated with one blow, and then a frightened wail came from not far away from Qianchen.

He gasped slightly, "Is this a puppet?"

Because the moment he first came into contact with that person, he didn't feel the slightest anger, but was full of suppressed strange spiritual power.

"Quite possibly!" Han Hyunqiu responded, his expression extremely solemn.

"And it could be a golem!"

"Demon puppet?" Qian Chen was puzzled.

"Have you noticed the black lines on his body? Do you feel anything?" Han Hyunqiu no longer concealed his identity, and the black mist in his body gushed out, obviously attaching great importance to this so-called demon puppet.

It was difficult for him not to see the black lines, because his whole body was dense. Faintly, it was as lifelike as the flame spirit pattern on Yan Wei's body. But unlike his rising feeling, the black lines slowly squirmed like black earthworms, making people feel creepy.

"It's a spirit pattern, but it's not like it. ”

"That's also a kind of spirit pattern, a magic pattern in the spirit pattern!" Saying this, Han Hyunqiu's tone trembled slightly, as if he was extremely afraid of it.

He controlled Han Hyunqiu's natal spiritual sense, so he could naturally feel some changes in him, and looked at him in disbelief.

"The magic pattern is derived from the spirit pattern, and what they portray is not the spiritual consciousness that communicates between the heavens and the earth, but more like a totem, a totem of the devil! Once the ferocity of this demon puppet is stimulated, even if there is still one person alive, he will not stop!"

Qian Chen's expression was extremely solemn, this trip was really not so simple: "Earth Demon Peak, Demon Pattern ......"

Since that demon golem attacked Qian Chen once without success, he hadn't attacked them again. Instead, screams kept coming from the outermost side. As Han Hyunqiu said, the living soul is immortal, and the demon puppet is endless!

The temptation of the imminent treasure, the unbreakable array and the fear and depression of death crushed their hearts step by step. They have no spiritual sense, and in this thick white fog they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Gradually, the entire array of monks fell into unprecedented fear and madness.

Tao Ye and the others on the other side looked gloomy and suspicious, the demonic shadow made them feel a deep threat, and he kept devouring the pill, just because he was punched by the demon shadow when he just retreated frantically, and he was not badly injured.

What made him panic was that their mountain and sea realm realms and spiritual sense were completely useless!

"What the hell is this?" said Ao Yangyun in horror.

"Hey, hey. ”

Tao Ye, whose breath was gradually stabilizing, had a strange light in his eyes and said, "No matter what it is, it can already be determined that this is where the Hidden Spirit Cave is located." ”

The blood mist was thick and the smell was fishy. The Killing Battlefield is nothing more than that!

With the passage of time, the blood and qi continued to increase, forming bursts of blood mist, proving that the life here was extinct.

But Qian Chen felt that something was wrong, the thick white mist had a strange reddish, and his vision and spiritual sense had become a lot more open, and he could be explored clearly from a few meters away.

"The suppression of this formation has weakened!" Qian Chen was surprised, could it be related to the red color in this mist?

"I feel it too. This is a flawed formation!" Han Hyunqiu was overjoyed, obviously much more relaxed.

"This formation is not fully laid out at all, or it is broken. All formations will become a small world inside, and the operation and wandering of the aura are all guided and controlled by the formation, and this mist is the key. The formation attracted the demon puppet, and this white mist was eroded and disordered by the blood mist killed by the demon puppet, and the large array of spiritual energy weakened!"

As the white mist thinned, the wailing became less and less, proving that the ferocious and terrifying golem had also been affected.

In the end, the white mist seemed to have its own consciousness and gradually gathered, and the strange figure stood in place again at some point, motionless like a mountain. The panic gradually subsided.

As a rare alchemist, Tao Ye naturally noticed something unusual, he looked at all this in disbelief, and then his eyes flashed fiercely, and he whispered to Ao Yangyun next to him.

Ao Yangyun was stunned for a moment, looked at the many monks in a panic, and said coldly: "This large array of spiritual power has been weakened, you can rest assured." ”

"You're not stupid for us? That is still here, aren't we going to look for death?"

"Why don't you people from the Merchant Spirit Society go up and send them to death!"

"I finally stopped the ghost, and now I'm going to send us to death, it's really hateful!"

Under the threat of death, no matter how lowly a person is, he is not afraid of power, not to mention that everything just now is vivid, and everyone feels that they have gone through the ghost gate. However, an inescapable death awaited them.

Ao Yangyun burst out with a palm, and the few people who had just shouted flew out in an instant, and they lost their lives.

"If anyone dares to resist our orders, this is the end!"

After the white fog thinned, under everyone's eyes, Ao Yangyun's sudden attack made everyone stunned.

As soon as these words came out, many monks looked at Ao Yangyun with angry eyes.

Everyone shouted and scolded the domineering and cruelty of the Shang Ling Society, and many people called on Tao Ye to stand up and give everyone an explanation.

"Hey, hey. ”

Tao Ye sneered and looked at all this, and the spiritual consciousness that had not been suppressed by the white mist was suddenly released, and those monks who refuted and sincerely appealed to them instantly turned pale in an instant, their eyes were dull, and they all fell headlong!

Psionic Attack!

"Whoever dares not to obey will be killed on the spot!" He no longer hid, and his fierce and fierce colors were exposed!

This change finally made everyone frightened and confused, but there were monks dressed in the costumes of the Shang Ling Society pressing up, although the number of people was very different, but the few majestic mountain and sea realm monks in front of them were not their match.

Qian Chen watched coldly, everything was in full view, and the minions of these guys were finally exposed.

Compared with the previous kindness and gentleness and righteousness, the current face seems so ironic.

"Hehe, a group of Diao people! You can't wait to be sent to death as cannon fodder, are you really delusional about getting involved in the Hidden Spirit Cave?" Zi Qiu Sensen smiled.

"Jet wind. Ao Jiefeng looked at Ao Jiefeng who was full of interest on the side.

This kind of thing is naturally very suitable for a person like him, who is used to bullying others every day.

Ao Jiefeng was moved, and then with a rebellious and ruthless look, he led the people of the Ao family to try to drive everyone away.

At this moment, he glanced at it inadvertently, his face turned pale instantly, and he shouted: "Second uncle, where is that kid last time!"

Qian Chen's heart trembled, he had obviously eaten the Transformation Pill, and he was wearing a black robe, how could he be recognized? Just now, he and Ao Jiefeng inadvertently looked at each other, which made this guy do this.