The power of time and space, unlike anger and ghosts, does not distinguish between yin and yang, which is the tension of pure time and space. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If anger and ghosts are the foundation of everything in this world, then time and space are the outline of everything in this world.

The power of time and space is different from other energies in the world, with essential differences. At this point, Ming Chuan, who has broken the space many times, has a very direct experience.

If what is in front of you is caused by the tension of the space itself, then it stands to reason that the net bell will lose its effectiveness.

The "purifying power" possessed by the Pure Bell is aimed at the filth of the world, purifying the things that exist in the world, that is, the impurities, filth, and unclean intentions contained in the angry and ghostly energy. However, time and space are free from these.

It is precisely because of this that the barrier formed by the magic circle seems so vulnerable.

Probably having figured this out, Mingchuan knew what he should do now.

The walls squeezed around you are not real walls, but barriers formed by space, so you can only deal with them with ghost swords or ghost flames.

Ming Chuan had tested it before, and the recovery ability of the ghost qi in his body seemed to be disturbed by the space here, and he couldn't return to normal for a while, even if all of them were released, the ghost flames formed were not enough to break the barrier of the space.

Now the only thing I can hope for is the ghost sword.

He probably understood the current situation, and knew that the abnormalities around him were caused by the space itself, not the means of some other monster or person, although there were still many mysteries in it, but at least, he was able to summon an incomplete ghost sword.

Because his entire body was squeezed by the surrounding "walls", Ming Chuan could not move at this time, and he couldn't look down at his hands at all, so he could only rely entirely on his own feelings.

A warm touch appeared in the palm of the hand, accompanied by a scorching energy.

He couldn't lower his head or raise his arms, so he stiffly pushed his clenched palms forward.

There was obvious resistance in front of the palm, and the squeezing force that had been weakened by the envelopment of the ghost qi suddenly increased.

Ming Chuan felt his body twist and deform again under the squeeze of the surrounding "wall", he only felt a churn in his abdomen, his whole body seemed to be compressed into a ball, and there was a fishy sweetness in his throat, and warm liquid flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Ming Chuan ignored these and forcefully pushed his palm forward.

The force of resistance became more violent, and the pressure around them increased exponentially.

Enduring the intense pain, Ming Chuan let out a loud sigh and pushed his arm forward with all his strength.

After the intense pressure and vibration, the "wall" in front of him seemed to be pushed away, and Ming Chuan only felt that his whole body was relaxed, and his hands and feet could be moved. He lowered his head and glanced at the short blade in his hand, the white jade blade was only the size of a palm, and it looked very small, and the edge of the blade exuded a shallow luster.

The ghost sword, which is not complete, does not have any edge, and looks gentle as water.

Soon, the surrounding "walls" squeezed up again, and even the "walls" in front of him that he pushed away with his ghost sword pressed again.

Ming Chuan knew that this alone might not work, it was just an incomplete ghost sword, and it couldn't split the spatial barrier in front of him.

Ming Chuan lowered his head and glanced at his body, his body was full of wounds caused by squeezing, some parts of his body looked a little deformed, and the ghost qi wrapped around his body protected him like armor.

He didn't think much about it, controlled the ghost qi, and no longer let it overflow out of his body, but concentrated it in the palm of his hand.

After the overflow stopped, the ghost qi wrapped around the body quickly dissipated, and it no longer had a protective effect.

The "walls" around him poured towards him like living creatures. Ming Chuan didn't pay attention to these anymore, concentrating on condensing the remaining ghost qi in the palm of his hand, and slowly releasing it, controlling it around the ghost sword little by little, making the ghost qi wrap around the short blade of the ghost sword.

The blade of the ghost sword was wrapped with black ghost qi, and soon, those ghost qi turned into bits of flames.

The floor beneath his feet became like sticky mud, engulfing his feet little by little, slowly increasing the force and crushing his legs.

Without the protection of the ghostly energy, he could clearly feel the bones of his feet shattering little by little, and the pain was so intense that it was almost impossible for him to stand.

Ming Chuan ignored these and forcibly focused his attention on the blade in his hand.

When the blade of the ghost sword was completely surrounded by the ghost flames, Ming Chuan raised his arm and swung it towards the "wall" that was squeezing in front of him.

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"This is it. Ahsan stopped, pointing ahead and turning his head to look at the people behind him.

"Here?" Qi Murong was a little incredulous, and asked with a skeptical expression, "Didn't you say it was a tomb?"

"This is a new entrance that has only recently formed. Ahsan explained with a smile, "The ancient tomb mentioned earlier is also connected to this place, and if you enter from here, you will soon find a passage to the ancient tomb." ”

"Why don't you go straight in from the ancient tomb?" Gao Shan Ling asked coldly.

"Since it's an ancient tomb, the entrance to it is very hidden, and in this respect, the space is quite detailed, and no matter what kind of scene it plays, it must be absolutely realistic. Ahsan smiled and explained, "How can I take the two young ladies on such a difficult path?"

"Didn't you play any tricks?" Gao Shanling obviously didn't trust Ah Shan, and asked very directly.

"Of course not. Ah Shan was not angry, and replied with a smile.

"If Mr. Ahsan had bad intentions, he wouldn't have had to spend so much effort. Gao He, who had been following behind in silence, said.

Gao Shanling didn't say anything when he heard this, but just pursed the corners of his mouth. She also knew that Gao He was right, this Ah Shan's strength was unfathomable, if he really had bad intentions towards her, there was no need to bother so much.

"If you don't feel at ease, I can continue to show you the way. Ahsan said with a smile.

"It's not that I'm not worried, it's just here, it's just an ordinary village, right?" Qi Murong grabbed in front of Gao Shanling and said, "Isn't this just an ordinary small village?

Qi Murong said and pointed around, there were not many villagers coming and going, the sound of electric three-way cars came from the road not far away, and there were a few dogs barking on the side of the road from time to time.

"These people, what do you think these people are?" Ahsan laughed, "Didn't I just say that? This space is quite careful in this regard, and no matter what you play, you will look very similar." ”