Exiting the center of the vortex of energy, Wei Zitang lowered the elbow protecting his head and looked around.

He found that Ah Shan had been standing still and had not even unfolded the protective talisman, just staring straight at the tornado in the river, letting the wind and the river water hit him.

The energy contained in the tornado was like a dazzling electric current, raging everywhere on Ah Shan's body, making a "pop" explosion sound.

Before an "electric current" flashed, there would be an extra wound on Ah Shan's body, which was caused by a direct hit by energy. The wounds were extremely deep, some even hurt the bones, and in just a few moments, Ah Shan's whole body was almost stained red with his own blood.

Wei Zitang knew that Ah Shan's body was not his original, but they used some special method to occupy it. But even so, the pain is the same as a normal person, no, it should be more intense than a normal person. But looking at Ah Shan's expression now, he was as if he couldn't feel anything, and he was not moved at all.

The tornado became more and more fierce and widespread, and Wei Zitang had no choice but to retreat again, almost to the opposite side of the street.

Ahsan still stood motionless on the riverbank.

In the midst of the raging wind, Ashan's figure became a little illusory, and the blood was swept by the wind around him, splashing, mixing with the river, and the river around him was dyed a faint red, and there were scattered pieces of minced flesh, and the waterspouts that seemed to be turned bright pink.

It won't be long before Ashan's body will be torn apart by these forces and disintegrated into pieces.

Wei Zitang didn't know what Ah Shan's plan was, was he going to dedicate himself alive to the power that emerged from the river?

It was approaching early morning, and there should have been a few rays of sunshine at this time. But I don't know if it's because of the weather, or the influence of these abnormal energies diffused by the river, the sky is like a layer of dark clouds, dark and oppressive, and there is no trace of sunlight in sight, and it is still as dark as night.

Standing by the river, Ashan's body shook a little, and it looked like he would soon be unable to hold on.

Wei Zitang didn't know what the other party was doing, frowned, and stared at Ah Shan's back.

At this time, Ah Shan suddenly turned his head, looked at Wei Zitang, opened his mouth, and said a few words.

Wei Zitang saw that Ah Shan's face was already bloody and blurred, and he couldn't see the outline of his facial features at all, and he had almost been stirred up by this raging and violent energy vortex, and the flesh on both cheeks had been torn, revealing the entire gum of teeth, so when he spoke, it was like a skeleton tapping his teeth up and down, and he couldn't tell what he was saying at all.

The distance was a little far, coupled with the raging storm around him, the sound came from him became intermittent, Wei Zitang only heard two vague words, and when he wanted to ask, he saw Ah Shan grinning at him, and then fell straight into the river.

Wei Zitang watched as Ah Shan's body fell into the whirlpool, and was torn to pieces by the power in the whirlpool in just an instant. The shredded flesh swirled with the storm, staining the swirls of the patch bright red in an instant.

How could a man like Ahsan commit suicide? Wei Zitang easily ruled out this possibility.

But if it's not suicide, what is this guy trying to do here?

Could it be that it has something to do with the bottom of the river?

Could it be ......

"Is Ah Shan already gone?" A soft voice suddenly appeared behind Wei Zitang, almost startling him.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Yun Yao pushing a wheelchair, and he didn't know when he had come to him.

The young man in the wheelchair was pale and bloodless, and even his lips showed a sickly whiteness, making his otherwise ordinary face even more gray and sickly.

"Sir, how do you ......?"

Before Wei Zitang's words could be finished, the young man in the wheelchair interrupted him, his voice was as light as a wisp of breeze, forming a strong contrast with the raging energy around him.

"To accomplish all this, Kaguya's soul is not enough. The young man said in a voice, looking coldly at the bright red vortex in front of him, "It has a great appetite, and in addition to a powerful soul that can connect with the ghost world, it also needs a body that is equally powerful and inseparable from the ghost world. ”

Wei Zitang immediately realized that this so-called "powerful body" was referring to Ah Shan.

He knows very well the strength of Ah Shan, and at the same time, Ah Shan is a person who has been resurrected after death, and his body is the exorcism of a person who has long since died, whether it is inside or outside, he has been dead for a long time, and it can be said that he is inseparable from the ghost world.

"I see, from the very beginning, Ahsan has been a 'sacrifice' that you have cultivated, just like 'Kaguya'. Wei Zitang said clearly in his heart.

"Hmm. The young man did not refute, but answered softly, which was considered an acknowledgement.

"Ah Shan knows it?" Although this sentence is a question sentence, Wei Zitang already has a positive answer in his heart.

The boy didn't answer, just looked quietly ahead.

The storm ahead grew more and more violent, and the whirlpool grew larger and larger, flashing with crackling electricity everywhere. The energy passed through Wei Zitang's talisman array and whipped on his body like a whip, and his skin immediately opened and spurted scarlet blood.

Seeing this, Yun Yao, who was pushing a wheelchair, chanted a charm in her mouth, and a soft light rippled out from around her and the young man, wrapping Wei Zitang in it.

Wei Zitang knew that Yun Yao was a ghost exorcist before her death, and after her death, she turned into a ghost, and now she has grown into a fourth-order monster, coupled with the intentional guidance of Mr. and Ah Shan, her attainments in rune magic circles are also very high, at least much stronger than him.

Yun Yao's magic circle couldn't completely stop the raging of those energies, but it was obviously much better than before, even if the energy that attacked them through the magic circle would be consumed a lot because of the blockage of the magic circle, and the lethality would not be so strong, and at most there would be some shallow wounds.

The boy was in a wheelchair, and I don't know if it was luck or something else, but he was unharmed.

Wei Zitang looked at Yun Yao and asked, "Do you know these things?"

Yun Yao glanced at Wei Zitang with slanted eyes, and his eyes already said everything.

Seeing this, Wei Zitang scratched his hair, made a look of "obeying you", and said: "Okay, I haven't seen the spirit of self-sacrifice, but speaking of which, you really did anything to resurrect it." ”

There was no lack of ridicule in Wei Zitang's tone, but the young man didn't react after hearing it, just staring at the storm in front of him intently.

Suddenly, the young man spoke lightly and said, "The door is open." ”