The vignette on the Edgeworth platform made the atmosphere between the two slightly awkward, and the two were silent all the way.

Fortunately, Edgeworth is interesting, and it looks like a horse watching flowers all the way, and Heng Zhi is so happy.

"It's almost time to leave the city, and when the time comes, we'll settle down outside the city, and listen to the news inside the city before we go in. ”

Zang Feng stared intently into the distance, and the itinerary of the two of them was Heng Zhi, who had no heart or lungs, and this experience was a tour of the mountains and rivers.

Before coming, Heng Zhi roughly investigated the route of their trip, and the first stop of the experience was to leave the city. Recently, the barren mountains far away from the city are rampant, the demons are often raging, and the people who leave the city are miserable, and their task this time is to clean up the evil.

"Yes, I remember that the barren mountain outside the city is called Ghost Mountain, and the demon mountain is rampant, and this demon clan is extremely good at illusion. ”

The first class of swordsmanship was taught by Shen Jianqing, who said at the time that the two sides were facing each other, and they were not afraid of the strength of the enemy's magic weapons, but they were afraid that the other party could control people's hearts.

The Nightmare Demon is not strong among the demons, and it can even be regarded as weak, but they can absorb people's memories and use illusions to create the most feared scene of the enemy, breaking the enemy's mental defense, which is extremely difficult.

"Hmm. Nightmare are good at creating illusions, and they can't resist swords above the Ghost Mountain, so we need to be extra careful. ”

"But......" Heng Zhi awkwardly pointed to the sword at his feet, "Our sword has stopped......"

As soon as Heng Zhi's words fell, the two of them fell weightlessly like a kite with a broken string and fell into the clouds, and through the clouds, they saw the demonic qi rolling under the clouds.

Before she fell and lost consciousness, Heng Zhi was thinking about how she didn't have the fiery eyes like Sun Wukong, and when she woke up, she found that she was in a dark place.

"Heng Zhi. ”

Secretly, Heng Zhi vaguely heard someone calling her, but when she wanted to hear clearly, she couldn't find the source of the voice.

Heng Zhi clutched the intercession in his hand, even if he didn't know where he was, as long as he had this sword in him, he would have a glimmer of life.

"You are destined to have a short life, so why bother fighting, in the end, it is not a result of a bad death. ”

No matter how bad Heng Zhi is, he has the original owner's half-year cultivation in his body, and he can hear a trace of wind in his ears, even if he can't see it, he can feel the chill in his throat.

Heng Zhi tapped her toes to the side, and just as she thought she had escaped, a cold long sword stabbed from her back and pierced through her heart. Heng Zhi's pupils widened and she looked at the blood gushing out of the wound, her eyes full of disbelief.

How could it be......

She remembered this sword, in the Demon King Palace, the sword on the stone table beside Fu Yan was this one, although at a glance, the intricate patterns on this sword were unforgettable.

All the noise in my head was silent at this moment, and I couldn't hear a trace of wind and grass, only the faint breath could be heard.

Just when Heng Zhi was about to lose consciousness, something suddenly came to mind, no! Everything is wrong!

If she is really going to die, the system will not fail to prompt. Since the system prompt does not appear, it means that what she sees and hears at the moment is just an illusion.

Heng Zhi pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty: "It hurts, it hurts, but it's not so easy to kill me with this trick alone!"

Heng Zhi said that he broke the sword stuck in his heart, summoned the intercession and slashed behind him.

Her movements were extremely fast, she didn't rely on spiritual power, she was completely a muscle memory that she had practiced many times, and she didn't need to think much about the blade of the sword before slashing backwards.

The Demon Spirit Body was already vulnerable, and it was scattered in the blink of an eye. The sword that rubbed on Heng Zhi's body turned into spiritual light, and it was shattered one by one. When the sword shattered, a hand suddenly reached out and gently grabbed Heng Zhi, and then disappeared.

The black curtain that enveloped her burst open, revealing Kameyama's original appearance. Heng Zhi glanced at the empty palm, and there was an inexplicable dull pain gushing from the position of her heart, but she looked down at her chest and there was nothing.

There was no wound, no blood, not even the hand that held her. Heng Zhi lay on the ground, was this the illusion of the Nightmare Demon?But who was that hand that appeared out of thin air? Why did she feel so uncomfortable?

If it weren't for the sudden lightning and thunder on the mountain not far away, maybe Heng Zhi would have been lying here until he died.

Looking from afar, two red lights were faintly visible on the top of the opposite mountain fighting, Heng Zhi grabbed a broken sword and struggled to get up from the ground, she almost forgot that she was not the only one who fell off the ghost mountain, and Senior Brother Zang Feng.

Before Heng Zhi could rush there, a white shadow was knocked down from the top of the mountain and smashed into Heng Zhi's façade with lightning speed.

Heng Zhi broke free from the Nightmare Magic Realm, but she was still a little mentally weak, and was directly smashed to the ground by the flying human flesh sandbag.

The sound of "click" bones breaking sounded, but fortunately it was not Heng Zhi's bones that were broken, but it didn't get much benefit.

"Hiss......" The two of them exhaled bitterly at the same time, and the repeated disadvantages of the teacher and the nightmare made that scene, Heng Zhi's mood was really bad.

"Why are you?" The person on the body turned over, and was stunned when he saw Heng Zhi, Heng Zhi looked at this person for a long time, only to see that he was Fu Yan, and impatiently patted away the hand holding her shoulder, "If you don't want to break another hand, just open it for me immediately." ”

Fu Yan flipped it up and pulled Heng Zhi by the way, but his hand was thrown off by Heng Zhi angrily.

Fu Yan shrugged his shoulders disapprerovingly, Heng Zhi glanced at the sky, and pointed to the medicine boy who was flying towards them: "What's the matter with that child?"

Fu Yan sighed secretly: "It should be the evil spirit of the sword mound that frightened him, you retreat." After that, he pinched the trick with both hands and whispered, "Mindset mantra." ”

As soon as he recited the mantra, the silver ring on the medicine boy's ankle spread out and turned into a dense collection of scriptures that would surround the medicine boy.

The young man's pupils suddenly dilated, and the red light in his eyes instantly dissipated, and when he was only ten steps away from Heng Zhi, he lost consciousness and fell from mid-air.

Heng Zhi arrived in time to pick him up in his arms, but fortunately, the medicine boy was not injured. It's just that he was holding a sword tightly in his arms, and he didn't know where he got it, Heng Zhi wanted to take it away, but the medicine boy held it tightly, and she had to give up.

The ghost mountain is full of anger, and people who are uncertain are tantamount to attacking the heart poison, not a place to stay for a long time, Heng Zhi turned around and wanted to leave, Fu Yan, who had just fought with the medicine boy, was standing behind him, looking at her as if the medicine boy was not his peer but Heng Zhi's.

He was dressed in red, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and looked at her thoughtfully, as if they had seen her on the sacred tree.

Heng Zhi seemed to be struck by thunder, and waved his hand again and again to avoid it: "Your Highness is watching me do something like this! I have finished practicing the mental method you want me to practice." ”

Fu Yan's long eyebrows raised slightly, undeniable: "The memory is not too bad." ”

It is rare to meet the deceased in this ghost place, but Heng Zhi has no enthusiasm for Fu Yan, and picks up the medicine boy and goes to the sky above the ghost mountain.

Fortunately, although the top of the ghost mountain is affected by the magnetic field, it does not seem to be affected in the ghost mountain.