"What's the situation?"

"Dead air?"

Hearing Lei Ting's words, Zhao Yiran and Zhao Ling'er asked at the same time.

At this time, the little ant plunged into the water.

Wow~!

A slight splash of water splashed, and the ant's head was exposed beyond the water.

Airplanes~!

Just as the ants fell into the water, a faint buzzing sound sounded, followed by gray threads tumbling out of the tentacles of the ants.

It is the fluctuation of its spirit beast skill soul pulling!

As the soul fluctuated and the gray threads continued to bubble out, layers of moisture-like aura appeared on the surface of the stream.

Sou~!

With the sound of breaking the sky, the moisture rising from the surface of the stream quickly coalesced.

And on top of the ball formed by this moisture, there are countless gray threads that are connected to the soul.

Puff~!

At the moment when the tidal sphere was condensed by the ants, a series of sounds emanated from it.

Immediately after that, a strong necromantic aura emanated from above the tide ball.

Not~!

At that moment, a whimpering sound rang out.

This whimpering sound came from Zhao Ling'er beside Zhao Yiran.

At this time, Zhao Ling'er's body trembled a little, and it seemed to have a faint resonance with the necromantic aura that had just been pulled out of the stream by the little ants!

At the moment when Zhao Ling'er's body was abnormal, the tidal balloon that exuded the aura of death and was tightly connected by the gray silk thread of the soul couldn't help but tremble.

At this time, the tentacles of the little ant also trembled slightly, and faint lights emerged from the top of the little ant's head.

It seems that the little ants are quite struggling at this time.

Click~!

At this moment, a thunderbolt appeared in the water, and a bolt of lightning flashed in the darkness.

Bombarded the tidal sphere.

At the same time, Zhao Yiran's palm was on Zhao Ling'er's shoulder.

Between the agitation of the eyebrows, spiritual power burst out from Zhao Yiran's palm, and entered Zhao Ling'er's body, comforting Zhao Ling'er at this time.

And because of the thunder's shot, the tide balloon gradually settled down.

"Master, just ...... Sister Ling'er is okay, right?"

The little ant who dragged the tidal balloon that had settled down to Zhao Yiran asked softly.

In his tone, there was a hint of self-reproach.

At this time, Zhao Ling'er kept rubbing her chest and taking a deep breath.

Xiao Ant didn't expect that the necromantic aura that existed in these tides that came out of the stream would cause such a big reaction to Zhao Ling'er.

Otherwise, he would not have done this in front of Zhao Ling'er anyway.

The necromantic aura in this tidal balloon is nothing compared to the strength of the little ant and the thunder.

But just now, it is causing such a large fluctuating reaction.

Almost made the ant unable to control it......

"It's okay, don't worry. ”

Zhao Linger replied softly.

"Master, why did you react so much just now?"

Thunder approached the edge of the stream, and asked as his gaze swept over the tide balloon behind the little ant.

With the sound of thunder's words, Xiao Ant and Zhao Ling'er looked at Zhao Yiran at the same time, and they seemed to be a little confused.

When he was on the ground before, even the mysterious aura that came out of the tin can, which was much stronger than the necromantic aura at this time, didn't have such a big reaction fluctuation.

"The aura in Ling'er's body at this time is relatively weak, and the power that bursts out when it encounters a rival aura will be so great. ”

Zhao Yiran thought for a moment, and said again: "The necromantic aura is weaker than the mysterious aura, and the aura in Ling'er's body at this time can be regarded as an existence with the same strength, so there will be reasons for wanting to devour each other, so it will cause fluctuations that are even more powerful than encountering the mysterious aura." ”

"To be precise, Ling'er's body's desire to devour this necromantic aura is greater. ”

Then Zhao Yiran added again.

When the words ended, Zhao Yiran looked at Zhao Ling'er, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Just now, Zhao Yiran's spiritual sea surged spiritual power into Zhao Ling'er's body.

He knew that Zhao Ling'er's body's needs and desires needed more than spiritual power and aura, and what he needed was the breath of the dead spirit!

The emergence of this situation made Zhao Yiran worried.

And this situation is the instinctive reaction of Zhao Ling'er's body, unless it is blocked by external forces, just like what Zhao Yiran did just now, otherwise, I am afraid that even Zhao Linger himself will not be able to control it.

Zhao Yiran didn't know, was this after experiencing the devouring soul of the necromancer last night, or was it the case, but this situation was very weak before, making it difficult for him to find out?

Zhao Yiran was slightly puzzled in his heart.

At this time, the deep environment does not allow Zhao Ling'er's physical condition to be investigated.

And Zhao Yiran knows that this is not something that can be understood clearly in a moment.

"Let's go first, go against the current, find the source of this stream first, and wait until we get back to talk about other things. ”

Zhao Yiran patted Zhao Ling'er on the shoulder, signaling that he didn't have to worry.

"Good!"

Zhao Ling'er nodded silently and groaned softly.

With all the worries and doubts in her heart backlogged, Zhao Linger followed in Zhao Yiran's footsteps.

......

"Ant, Thunder!

How do you think the necromantic aura in this stream is formed?"

While walking along the edge of the stream towards the front, Zhao Yiran asked.

At this time, the thunder and returned to Zhao Yiran's arm from the water.

The tidal balloon that came out of the soul with the breath of death was also refined by the little ants.

"The host, just how I felt in the water...... This necromantic aura does not have the same raging vitality as it has seen before, but it is lifeless, like the kind of necromantic aura that is about to die. ”

Hearing Zhao Yiran's words, Lei Ting said truthfully.

"Master, I feel that way too. ”

Xiao Ant glanced at Thunder and nodded: "This is still different from the necromantic breath we saw before, not only the necromantic aura, but also the mysterious aura in the tin can, the necromantic aura in this stream is very ...... Very sluggish feeling......"

"Yes, it's a slump!"

Listening to Xiao Ant's words, it seemed that he had found the adjective.

"Well, that's true, I feel that way too. ”

Zhao Yiran also agreed: "I just don't know why this sluggish necromantic qi appears in the stream?"

Zhao Yiran asked softly.

It seems to be asking its own spirit beast, and it seems to be talking to itself in confusion.

Zhao Yiran didn't have any clue about the abandoned factory that he had visited more than once in the past, as well as the mysterious stream that appeared under the abandoned factory.

But one thing Zhao Yiran can be sure of is that all this happened a long, long time ago.

Including the Spirit Pattern Gathering Water Array that he had just obtained.

"Brother Zhao, look, there is another Spirit Pattern Formation in front of you!"

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er, who was following Zhao Yiran, suddenly pointed to a clearing in front of him and said.