Ignoring this inexplicable thought, after all, the kung fu of these ghosts affecting the mind is first-class, if you really believe this, you won't know how you will die by then.

He turned his head, ready to tell his companion about his experience.

But he saw his companion looking in his direction with a face full of horror.

How did they get taller?

They're afraid... What the?

I didn't feel it... Dangerous?

How... My mind seems to be spinning... Got to be a little slow?

Not... It's so dark... Why is there no moonshine in the sky?

His last thoughts were still full of doubts, and he saw his body in his eyes, why was it a puddle of green water?

Multiply.

The eyes were gone. His consciousness vanished.

It's as if the blood has never appeared in this world. There was only a puddle of bubbling green water with an unpleasant smell.

This green water volatilizes and decreases at a rate visible to the naked eye, corroding the ice and the hard stones beneath the ice, penetrating into the soil layer until it disappears completely.

Bloody died, and he didn't even figure out how he died at the last second of his life. It was inexplicably erased from all traces of this world.

If there was still that unpleasant smell lingering in the air, the people of the Blood Bat Tribe would still think that Blood Yang had not come to this Beiliang City with them.

There was only a chill lingering in the hearts of the remaining six people, looking at the unguarded realm in front of them, as if they were in an abyss that could not be seen at a glance on the condensed side, and there seemed to be eighteen layers of hell at the bottom, beckoning to them, asking them to rush to join their companions.

They were too frightened to take another step forward. Even the powerful hands that hold sharp weapons are so weak.

They are much more miserable than the ignorance and ignorance before their death. Seeing the blood turn into green water in an extremely terrifying way, this impression remains in my memory, and I can't get rid of it.

Xueyang thought that there was nothing wrong with him except that he felt a little uncomfortable.

But in the eyes of these six barbarians, the blood fell into an enchantment that could not see the boundary in every possible way, and his body began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye. Green water was dripping down the ground.

First, the foot board turned into nothingness, and the blood was not aware of it.

The legs stood on the ground, and disappeared with them. Then there is the waist, the neck......

When Xueyang turned his head, he had only one head left, twisting on the ground, his eyes were gone, and all his hair fell off.

All this is under their witness.

The courage is completely lost, and it becomes extremely difficult to even straighten the body.

It seemed that the foul smell had finally awakened the ghosts who were eating melons and watching the play, and the ghosts on their bodies turned to their nearest kind together, turning into a yin wind and rushing over.

The sky was covered with black fog and the wind was howling. All the ghosts caught each other and fought each other.

Do whatever it takes, and fight harder than against the enemy.

Soon the winner was decided, and the body of the fifty powerful ghosts that survived seemed to grow outward, and a bloody light flickered in between.

There was no need to hesitate, and the fight began again.

The legendary powerhouses from all over Beiliang City came here one after another, and saw the first few barbarians to arrive. Stopped by the high-level legend that came to their senses, they all stopped to watch the scene in the black fog.

The traces of the enchantment became more and more obvious, and the people who arrived later could not stop it, so they could only silently watch as there were fewer and fewer ghosts in it, and the momentum surging on the few remaining ghosts became more and more violent in the middle of it.

is daunted, and even the fighting spirit is extinguished.

Uncle Qian stood at the front with a solemn face, and there were more than 100 barbarian legends, and only about 80 of them came here alive. Has even the Ice Bear Priest fallen? How many years has it been since the barbarians suffered such a heavy loss?

Seeing that Kun Chen and Yu Xiang were the last to come together, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and nodded to them.

The priest of Zilong passed away, Hu Teng was still in the palace, and Uncle Qian was the one who took the lead here.

Under Uncle Qian's induction, there was only the momentum of the three-headed ghost creature left in the enchantment, and after guessing that there should be no more strong people coming, he casually took out a pair of glittering skulls.

Mysterious lines loom on this wide skull, and the white bones are full of messy colors, although Uncle Qian is not a priest, Priest Zilong has also prepared a lot of strange things for him that can be used to kill enemies.

Uncle Qian looked at the edge of the enchantment less than ten meters in front of him, which was so dazzling under the black mist.

The skull of the unknown demon beast was thrown out of his hand, and a flash of brilliance appeared in the empty eye sockets, and the skull seemed to come to life.

A dragon groan rang out.

This skull was actually stripped from the remains of a demon beast rich in dragon blood?

The dragon's skull roared and slammed into the barrier.

"Poof. ”

In the blink of an eye, I got in.

Many people who had heard the high-level legend of the Blood Bat Tribe blocked before couldn't help but stare at him angrily, it was this guy who caused them to delay a lot of time.

This high-level legend ignored the gaze that could tear him apart, and looked at the dragon skull with a solemn face.

The slightly raised place on it seemed to have a flash of cold light. The black mist pierced in an instant, revealing a small passage that led straight to the depths of the enchantment.

The furious momentum under the vague sense of everyone suddenly soared, and many people were not prepared to take a few steps back to stabilize their figures, and leaned in from the passage with solemn eyes.

What is that?

The three ghosts covered in ghostly fire raised their hands and feet, and the shattered space scuffled together.

They came all the way, and there were no longer a few ghosts they killed, and even many people had worked together to kill powerful ghosts, but they had never seen such ghosts.

Could it be a ghost?

The gap between the fierce ghost and the powerful ghost is too big. Some of the beginner-level legends kept weighing in their hearts, could they block one of their blows? Standing so far away, the momentum alone was too much for them to bear.

Fear fills my heart.

Suddenly, a bloody light appeared in the sky, and it seemed to be a bug?

Before these people could see its appearance, it crossed the sky to the dragon's skull almost instantly.

Blood appeared, and a dragon's roar resounded through the sky.

The lines on the dragon's skull are crumbling, the light is dimming, and the spirituality is disappearing.

The triumph of this dragon priest turned into a real skeleton in the blink of an eye.

Turned into green water in a field of blood.

"This is it!" The six members of the Blood Bat Tribe who arrived first, except for the high-level legend who was the chief, the others couldn't help but scream.

It was so painful that it seemed to see a picture that they didn't want to see in their lives.

Many of the courage of the beginner legends that had been brought up with great difficulty collapsed under this voice.

"Shut up. Uncle Qian shouted, shook his robe, and sat down cross-legged, "It's all for the old man to continue to wait." Of course, cowards can opt out. The old man would never blame him. ”

Coward?

These are two words that are more shameful than death for barbarians.

The barbarians consider themselves to be natural warriors, and they can only stand and never allow themselves to kneel down noble bones, even if they die, they must die under the pace of the charge, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, they must bravely wade through.

There are many legends, with shame in his eyes, and he sat down in place following Uncle Qian's movements.

No one can guarantee that they are harder than the dragon skull, and since they can't stop the moths made by the ghosts, then just wait with peace of mind.

Sometimes, it is just the person who can hold up the overall situation to cheer them up and pull everyone out of the abyss.

When all the powerhouses in Beiliang City gathered outside the palace, Nangong Fan and the three of them finally worked together to finally kill the ghost feeders.

The tense energy in Hu Teng's heart dissipated instantly, the lines on his body dissipated, and he sat on the cold ground with his butt and smiled bitterly, "Two brothers, I really can't bear the tiger, and I will depend on you next." ”

This Hu Teng looked at Nangong Fan, whose strength has risen sharply now, and finally recognized this "vitality". He called his brother directly.

The old King of Beiliang was not surprised by this. In this world where the strong are respected, strength determines one's position. In addition to being extremely close to each other, it is to use one's own strength to gain respect.

You can't let a twenty-year-old consummation just catch an old man and call him grandpa, right?

Even if the old King of Beiliang knew that this little guy had a very good relationship with his son and Wang Zai and his group, he would not pose in front of Nangong Fan at will.

Nangong Fan calls him an old man, it is polite, you really treat him as a son, that is because you don't know how to advance or retreat.

The two glanced at each other, nodded, and happily started to be firefighters together, heading in the direction of the Heavenly Bull Emperor.

During this step, Nangong Fan decided to ask this experienced old man, "Old man, I always feel that a crisis is coming, but I have never found anything wrong. ”

"Indeed, I feel the same way. Cough. The old man covered his mouth and nose with his palms to hide the traces of blood that flowed out.

The blood was tinged with a hint of green, and a hint of toxicity was revealed.

"Old man, you better go and rest first. Nangong Fan's eyes froze.

I should have thought that the King of Beiliang had been quietly recruited, how could the old King of Beiliang, who was in the same place as him, be safe and sound?

The old man is so fierce in such a state, he is really a god!

"This poison is formless and colorless, and there is nothing unusual when it does not break out on weekdays. But as soon as it erupts in the body, it is like a flood beast, and it can only be suppressed with spiritual power. Even if I have perfect strength, I will barely be harmed. My husband is more toxic than me and weaker than me, so he can't move. Lao Bei Liangwang's face turned a little pale, "These are not a big deal, wait for this matter, just take a good look at it." ”

"This ......" Nangong Fan was speechless, looking at the old Beiliang King who seemed to have collapsed all of a sudden. I even wanted to stretch out my hand to feel what was going on inside the old man.

The old king of Beiliang waved away Nangong Fan's outstretched hand with one hand, "Don't pay attention to my bad old man, you can still bear it." As for what went wrong. This ghost is everywhere, and it is easy to detect it from one aspect. That is the concentration of the yin qi and ghost qi in the sky, which is embodied in this black mist. I've been fighting, and I don't have the heart to pay attention to this, and I have to study the specific changes yourself. ”

"Yin Qi and Ghost Qi?" Nangong Fan groaned slightly, under the explanation of the old Beiliang King, under his divine thoughts, he really noticed that this black mist was actually composed of two strange breaths.

Ghost qi will be more around ghosts, and yin qi is often accompanied by bone-chilling cold.

Now the ghost aura is a little scary, and only the yin wind is howling.

Nangong Fan didn't believe that there was such a big change in the environment after solving more than a dozen big guys.

So, where did the ghost go?

Is something sucking it up?

Could that be a danger that I am vaguely aware of?

"If you can't think about it, don't think about it, let's first save this orc Daoist brother who has the strongest combat power and the most complete state among the four of us. The old King of Beiliang looked at the battle situation that could not be reached in a few steps, shook his head slightly, and was puzzled in his heart, "I don't know what happened to this brother from the orc galaxy, why he would help my Beiliang City." ”

Nangong Fan nodded, "Old man, don't worry! he's here to find me." ”

"Be careful in the future. The old king of Beiliang glanced at Nangong Fan and reminded.