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But he couldn't say what was wrong.

"In short, this is not a 'crack' in the usual sense. Ming Chuan touched his chin and groaned.

"It doesn't feel like it. Ying Lan flew around, but he didn't dare to go too far away from Mingchuan, so he didn't go deeper.

"But it's not a crack, but it's a kind of spatial rift. Ming Chuan didn't move, still sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding his injured stomach with one hand and supporting his chin with the other.

Although it was the ground, what he was doing under his ass was different from the ground in the ordinary sense. The scenery on the ground is exactly the same as the surroundings, it is completely chaotic and blurry, and it is impossible to distinguish the boundaries at all.

And this space doesn't look very stable, the air is full of twisted lines, and it is still squirming, which looks very weird.

"In addition to the spatial gap between the world and the ghost world, is there any other possibility of creating a gap?" asked Ming Chuan.

"Huh?" Shadow Lan was confused, completely confused.

"Forget it, I'm dizzy to ask you such a profound question. Ming Chuan sighed, knowing that Ying Lan couldn't count on him in this regard.

However, apart from Ying Lan, he had no one else to count on.

Thinking about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, Ming Chuan scratched his hair irritably.

The wound in his abdomen was still aching, which made his mood even more irritable, and irritability would also aggravate the pain of the wound, and under the vicious circle, Mingchuan's mood became more and more gloomy.

Ignoring the pain of the wound, he stood up and circled around, not seeing anything different.

The irritability made him want to yell loudly, but what he wanted to do most at the moment was......

Destruction.

He wants to destroy everything, he wants to smash the twisted chaos in front of him, he wants to kill everyone who appears in front of him, he wants to stain everything red with blood......

Suddenly, there was a stirring all over his body, and Ming Chuan calmed down.

What just happened?

Raising his right hand in a daze, he saw the bright red blood stains on the palm of his hand, which were his own blood, still warm blood oozing from the wound in his abdomen.

"Lord Mingchuan?" Seeing him standing in place in a daze, Ying Lan leaned over in confusion.

"Yinglan, I don't think this place can stay for long. Ming Chuan lowered his head, stared at his hands, and said in a soft voice.

"What's wrong, are you hungry?" Although Lord Mingchuan is different from ordinary people, he is still only a human and cannot go hungry for a long time. Thinking about it this way, they really can't stay here for long.

Ming Chuan didn't put the effort into correcting Ying Lan's thoughts, he was now thinking about his momentary aberration just now.

Whatever had eroded Shadow before, it had begun to affect him by now.

It seems that that thing will not only corrupt the demons, but also the humans, and if he continues like this, he will soon lose his normal sanity like the previous Shadow Lan.

"I wanted to stay a little longer to find out what was going on here. Ming Chuan lowered his hands and said weakly, "It seems that you can't be so leisurely." Let's try it and see if it works. ”

After talking to himself, as if he had made up his mind, Ming Chuan raised his head and said to Ying Lan: "Go and pick up the few runes I threw out earlier." ”

Shadow Lan immediately floated out to carry it out when he heard the order, and Ming Chuan told behind it, "Be careful, don't break it." ”

Although his brain is not very good, Yinglan is a good hand in terms of action. After a while, he picked up the rune coefficients.

After the rune paper was put away, the darkness around it became a little thicker.

Before, because of the effect of these purification talismans, the ghost qi in the space was suppressed a little, but now that the effect of the rune paper has disappeared, those suppressed ghost qi have resurfaced.

Ming Chuan didn't care about these now, took the rune paper and knelt on his knees, arranging the rune paper on the ground according to the basic yin and yang five elements.

In fact, he is not good at formations, just because of the needs of work, he has a little preliminary understanding of these basic yin and yang five elements, and in previous cases, he has also tried to use this method to improve the effect of the net bell.

Although this method is not bad, it is a bit cumbersome to arrange and has high consumption. Not only the consumption of rune paper, but also the consumption of his own ability. To be honest, he didn't really want to use it.

Placing a pentagram on the ground, and then dripping a few drops of blood from the wound in his abdomen on each piece of talisman paper, Mingchuan stood in the center of the pentagram with a net bell.

"It's a big loss. While muttering quietly, he raised his right hand in pain and gently shook the green jade bell in his hand.

The crisp chimes were not as chaotic as before, but rang one after the other in this slightly distorted space with a special frequency.

Each loud bell is always followed by a series of faint afterglows, trembling slightly in the air.

With the ringing of the bell, the surrounding rune papers lit up red one after another in a certain order.

When the last rune paper lit up with a red light, a whirlwind suddenly rose under Mingchuan's feet.

The whirlwind quickly rose from the ground, completely engulfing the surrounding rune papers, like a small tornado rising from the ground, and soon wrapped Mingchuan in it, and there was no human figure at all.

The rune paper continued to rotate under the whirlwind, emitting dark red electric light from each other, and the "crackling" current continued to flicker in the whirlwind.

With a loud bell, the whirlwind exploded violently in all directions. For a while, a strong air flow spread around the Meikawa River, as if a small explosion had occurred.

As the air flow dispersed, the surrounding space seemed to be blown open, and an irregular crack appeared.

The crack was centered on where Mingchuan stood, and extended radially in all directions, and the irregular edges were like the tentacles of a monster with teeth and claws.

In the cracked crack, two completely different scenes appeared.

It was still bounded by the position where Mingchuan was standing, and to his left was the dim and dark river with clusters of aquatic plants, and in the distance, he could see the shadow of Gao Shanling who was fighting with Jinghong and the river monster.

On his right-hand side, it's a different story.

The darkness shrouded the wasteland, and the gravel slope was in sight, and there was no living creature in sight. The charred ground was littered with fire. The sky was full of billowing clouds, and the clouds were almost clinging to the ground. Lightning kept falling, making a loud and almost earth-shattering sound.

Standing at the junction of the two sides, the left side of the body was soaked by the river, and Ming Chuan didn't pay attention to this, just turned his head to look at the scene on the right, a little stunned.