Chapter 617: Stop

"Boom!"

A loud bang burst behind the crowd, and under the violent tremor, a huge crack in the stone wall collapsed and shattered like a cracked watermelon skin, and one of the boulders, which was almost the size of an entire passage, fell down and was in the crowd.

In an instant, the blood flashed, blood splashed, more than a dozen people died like this, and the injured did not know how many mortals, and in addition to the shock, the more frightened crowd desperately rushed forward, and the escape path was blocked by the huge stones, and the frightened people behind the rocks let out desperate shouts.

Beneath the boulders, there was bright red blood, staining large swaths of the land red.

An air of despair permeated the crowd, and people pushed desperately against the huge stone, but the hard, huge rock was beyond their power to shake, and it remained cold and motionless.

The surrounding earthquake and the loud roar in the distance, with the smell of death, seemed to be getting closer and closer.

At this moment, suddenly the person closest to the boulder suddenly felt a cold air coming from the front, and after a while, the boulder suddenly trembled slightly, and then, the trembling quickly became violent, and a continuous violent cracking sound burst out from the boulder's body.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the boulder was shattered, and large pieces of rubble fell down in the flying smoke and dust, but the people were ecstatic, where could they manage so much, and they raised their feet to continue to rush forward.

"Ahem, ahem..."

A slight cough came from behind the smoke and dust flying in front of him, and a figure seemed to stumble a little, and walked slowly, the dust fell on his face and shoulders, but he did not reach out to wipe it, and a strange flush of too much effort appeared in his pale face.

Amazing.

He was greeted with a pair of surprised eyes, but no one thanked him, and before everyone thanked him, his mind was occupied by the idea of fleeing again, and the flow of people was stupid, and the people in front of him had already run over, seeing that the crowded scene just now was about to happen again.

"Stop!"

A deafening shout suddenly came out of the mouth of the ghost Li who was standing in the dust, and the person in front of him suddenly stopped, at this moment, the so-called deputy sect master status of the ghost li could no longer restrain them, and what could make them afraid was only the threat of death.

The blood-red man held the "Soul Devouring Bead" in his hand, and the bloodshot light flashed on the "Blood Devouring Bead", which was running to the extreme point, and the cold killing intent came like a tide, and the same cold words came out of him.

"Whoever dares to stand in my way again, the stone just now will be the end!"

The crowd was stunned, the still billowing smoke and dust convinced everyone of the danger of the ghost, and with a crazy blood-red light in his eyes, it was impossible to ignore his threat, and quietly, the crowd made way for him a narrow path in the crowded passage, which was too small for only one person to pass, but it was already the limit.

Ghost Li didn't say anything more, he strode forward, squeezed into the crowd, and ran in the direction of the Ice Stone Room.

Ahead, at the end of the crowd, there was another person, waiting for him...

In any case, he must pass!

He clenched his teeth tightly, and his lips were already unconsciously bleeding thin traces of blood, which looked a little terrifying, and none of the people around him wanted to look him in the eyes, and everyone avoided him as if he were a demon.

It's just that Ghost Li didn't care at all, he just ran hard, pushing away everyone in front of him, and striding along the small and narrow path that seemed to be overwhelmed by the flow of people at any moment, and went against the current.

In this world, how many people are there who really care?

Suddenly, deep in the ground beneath his feet, there was a loud sound of rolling thunder again, and a moment later, another violent earthquake struck, the stone walls trembled violently, and large rocks fell one after another, mercilessly smashing into the crowd, and the sound of people crying everywhere was everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, the violent tremor almost made it impossible for people to stand on their feet, and people staggered everywhere.

Someone screamed in fear and rushed forward desperately, and a moment later, everyone did the same, completely oblivious to all other dangers.

The path in front of him, which was already precarious, suddenly turned into nothing, and countless people swarmed in, turning into a terrifying torrent, which immediately wrapped the ghost in it, desperately surging in another direction.

The ghost was about to crack, roared, and the killing intent around his body was great, and his left hand suddenly stretched out, like carrying a chicken, he grabbed a disciple of the Ghost King Sect who had fled for his life and pulled it to his side, and at the same time, his right hand Soul Devouring was raised high, and he was about to split down to kill Liwei.

In the faint red light, the blood-devouring beads shimmered with a strange light, illuminating the young face full of fear.

He was a teenager, his face was pale, his body was trembling with fear, his teeth were shivering, and only a pair of eyes still shone brightly, a little faint light.

That's the remnant instinct of the desire to live!

At that moment, it seemed to solidify the cold killing intent and the madness in the heart, the faint light of the soul devouring flicker, among the crowds, at the end of the crowd, who was looking from afar in the dark?

The blood-colored red glow quietly faded from the ghostly eyes, and in its place, it turned out to be faint tears, let go of his hand, he let go of the cowering boy, and suddenly roared, and the soul devouring stabbed out like the wind, breaking through the stone, and piercing into the hard stone wall on the side.

The ghost clung to the Soul Eater, clinging to the stone wall, burying his head deep in the shadows.

The flow of people rushed behind him like a raging tide, and countless bodies squeezed him, pressed him, and crashed against him, but he endured it motionlessly, like an inanimate rock, silently waiting.

The young man was swept up by the flow of people, and he rushed forward involuntarily, but in the midst of the surging crowd, he kept turning back, and there was a strange light in his young eyes. In the midst of the crowd, he desperately searched for the lonely and stoic figure, but the figure soon disappeared into the sea of people and was no longer visible.

I don't know how long it took, but in the midst of the frenzy, the terrible crowd of fugitives finally passed.

In the scattered smoke and dust, a figure slowly stood up from the stone wall, and was just about to take a step, when suddenly his feet were weak, and he almost couldn't stand and fell.

Ghost Li took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and finally held on, the clothes on his body, especially the part on his back, were already in tatters at the moment, as if he had been trampled by countless beasts from above, even in his way, his face was extremely pale and ugly.

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