Mass graves.

Under the dense Thunder power grid, it also ushered in a treacherous image. Contrary to the image of thunder and lightning, the surrounding area of the mass grave is like a huge black vortex at this moment, even in the dark night, it is clearly visible, this cave vortex shows the hair of the ghost-faced woman in the water, with the entire mass grave as the center, frantically expanding outwards and devouring, and the calm is mixed with a trace of shocking and terrifying landscape.

In this situation, it was as if a terrifying evil ghost was slowly waking up under the tomb, and the black silk threads that were sucked and swam open were pressed into the tomb like a demon nourishing.

Wen Yu, who had been standing in front of the gate of the ruined land temple, saw that his face changed rapidly after seeing this scene, and Wen Yu, who was born in a Taoist cultivation and often dealt with ghosts, couldn't help but feel a tingling of his scalp, his chest rose and fell violently, and his beating heart almost wanted to break through his muscular chest.

It's horrible!

Without the slightest warning, these spirits rushed towards the mass graves like a flood. Tens of thousands of geisting spirits squeezed the space, and the air currents they drove poured in like a gloomy wind. Under this kind of mountain-like oppression, even Lei Fa Xiaocheng's Wen Yu was a little uncomfortable, and under the strong oppression, his breathing actually stagnated for a moment!

At this time, Wen Yu was not comfortable, not only had to bear the thunderous resonance caused by the old shopkeeper, but also had to resist the impact of the wind driven by thousands of wandering spirits. His cheeks were already congested to purple red, and his face was unconsciously hideous, and Wen Yu seemed to be experiencing a test of internal and external troubles at this time.

The internal worry is the thunder and lightning that is entangled like a fire tree and silver flowers, involuntarily stimulated, the wind and thunder sparkled by the old shopkeeper are too terrifying, even if there is a layer of enchantment, it can still pull the thunder and lightning in Wen Yuqiang's horizontal body, especially the body bones that have been baptized by quenching thunder in recent years, under this terrifying situation, the thunder source and thunder in the residual body actually rioted together, flowing around along Wen Yu's bones and veins, as if he wanted to break through the shackles of that layer of muscles, bones, skin and flesh.

The external danger is the strong Yin Gang wind, a kind of cold breath that corrodes the bones like a boning knife wantonly scraping Wen Yu's body, under the riot of Thunder Thunder Source, Wen Yu can no longer control his body, and his spiritual power will naturally not be able to be triggered, lacking the resistance effect of spiritual power, this endless Yin Gang wind will pass through the body like thousands of arrows.

The yin wind continued to blow, and Wen Yu, who was originally as immobile as a mountain, gritted his teeth, but his legs retreated stiffly like the walking dead, and his tense and straight legs slowly moved back like stone pillars hit by a flood.

Then Wen Yu forcibly lifted a breath, and the muscles of his whole body suddenly rose like a small hill. The stiff body bent down rapidly, and the palm knife plunged into the rocky ground like a falling arrow.

He knew that if he allowed this gust of wind like a cold winter wind to wash over him, the consequences would be unimaginable, and the first thing he couldn't hold on to was not his body, but his soul, or it wouldn't be long before he became a lifeless shell.

If you go outside, you must first settle inside!

Wen Yuqiang endured the pain of a sword shuttling through his body, and snatched out a wisp of spiritual power from his withered body.

The spiritual power roared down the arm and passed on the hand knife.

"Four o'clock thunder: summer thunder rolls!"

A landslide-like explosion erupted.

With Wenyu as the center, the landscape shaped like a cow breaking through the mountain rocks blooms in the night. The fine stones were densely shot outward, and the high-speed stones collided violently with the rushing airflow, tearing out a straight tongue of fire in this small area, accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking the eardrums.

One voice rises and a hundred voices respond.

Almost in an instant, the dull dark thunder of the summer thunderstorm season sounded one after another, one after another, and when the thunder rolled down, it was like an iron horse chiseling a city uncontrollably swinging into the mountains and forests, and it actually brought overlapping illusory echoes!

The illusory muffled thunder rolled along the rocks, grass and trees, and it was actually a scene that caused cracks in the rocks and tremors of the grass and trees within a radius of half a kilometer!

In the ups and downs of thunder, Wen Yu spat out a mouthful of blood fiercely, it was really fucking painful, it was like taking a bath in the thunder pool controlled by the master.

After Wen Yushi exhibited the four thunders, the temperature within a radius of half a mile suddenly rose, and the water vapor within half a mile was instantly swept away and evaporated.

The reason why Wen Yu was able to resonate with the wind and thunder caused by the old shopkeeper was mainly because of the wet and heavy water vapor around him, the old shopkeeper only imprisoned the wind and thunder that swallowed the sky, but did not imprison the surrounding water vapor and wind flow, the strong wind flow carried a large amount of water vapor was sent to Wen Yu around, and the water vapor is the best medium for the transmission of thunder and lightning.

At first, when his own thunder source resonated with these thunder silks, Wen Yu, who was looking up to watch the grand scene, did not notice it, but when he realized it, he had been wrapped in thousands of invisible thunder wires, and the chaotic thunder wires were pervasive, and it was impossible for Wen Yu's attainments in the thunder method to erase those thunder wires that invaded his body in a short period of time, which caused the resonance.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the thunder source that is free of heaven and earth to actively resonate with Wen Yu, first, the ownerless thunder is generally hidden above the nine skies, the distance is too far, and the thunder that overflows the jet outward can be ignored, and the second is that the ownerless thunder is all headless flies, and there is no unified flow trajectory and direction. The biggest benefit of the masterless thunder for a cultivator like Wen Yu, who majored in the thunder method, is to increase the combat power, similar to sitting on one side, and can stimulate his extreme combat power in a short time.

But this time the situation is different, firstly, Wen Yu is too close to this wind and thunder, which can be said to be close at hand. Second, since these thunders were spawned by the old shopkeeper, they cannot be counted as ownerless thunder, so this scene just happened.

After the water vapor around Wen Yu was gone, the thunder resonance in his body also slowly collapsed, he faced the slaughter-like yin wind, his face twisted his arm bones unruly, and with Wen Yu's writhing action, a body of spiritual power appeared on the surface of his body like a spring in dry land.

In the blink of an eye, a round shield formed only with spiritual power quietly opened, expanding outward by more than a zhang, and the Yin Sassy air flow made a hunting sound when it hit the spiritual power round shield, like a yin wind impacting the spirit flag. And Wen Yu's shield that controlled the spiritual power was not unbreakable, after all, these gloomy air currents were not ordinary winds, especially in this cold night, they couldn't be taken lightly. Therefore, the round shield of spiritual power that resembles bubbles is also swaying from side to side at this time, as smart and elegant as a yarn in water.

The confrontation between the Yin and the Wind and the Spiritual Shield, like a confrontation between the most rigid and the most soft, has a different kind of beauty.

After opening his spiritual power, Wen Yu looked up at the mass grave in front of him, and the unaccumulable wandering spirits were still rolling towards this side, like a black crow pouring out of its nest. These wandering spirits seem to be endless, endless, and the spiritual power that can be contained in their bodies is limited after all, which can be equated with a pool of stagnant water, as the saying goes, stagnant water is afraid of scooping, let it continue to be consumed like this, when the spiritual power will eventually be exhausted, it is obviously not wise to consume the spiritual power prematurely in this unknown and dangerous battlefield.

Thinking of this, Wen Yu took out a few talismans from his arms with a painful face, although he was extremely reluctant in his heart, he also found a reason to comfort himself, good steel is used on the blade!

No loss!

After making up his mind, he no longer had any hesitation, his fingers rubbed lightly, a talisman twisted out of his fingertips, and the talisman that floated out spontaneously combusted without fire, the talisman burned extremely fast, under Wen Yu's control, it crashed into the spiritual power round shield, and in an instant, a raging fire cover wrapped Wen Yu.

The glowing flame shroud looked extremely magnificent and gorgeous, and through the flames, Wen Yu's angular face could be seen. It's just that this fire cover is a little weird, under the strong Yin Gang wind, it is actually scorching and burning, and there is no momentum of fire erupting outward by the wind.

Since Wen Yu can control a radius of half a mile with four thunderbolts, then a fire cover that is only a few zhang is naturally at his fingertips.

......

The sky above the Red Candle Town is like a silver cast, and the extreme silver light is a little eye-catching, but in front of the town, the town gate with mottled monuments is quietly changing, like the rebirth of ordinary people, the original peeling paint color appeared for no reason at this time, slowly climbing along the railing stone pillar, like a stall of unmixed ink color, which looks a little crazy and a little shocking.

The colorful ink that slowly emerged became more and more dazzling in the silver light.

Li Deng walked backwards for a long distance, then turned around and walked towards the mass grave, never looking back.

Even though there was a reassuring brightness behind him, the road to the mass grave was pure darkness. However, this trip to the mass grave, the young man did not have any fear in his heart.

The road is long, as long as there is a bright light behind, no matter how dark the road ahead is, it is not afraid.

What the old shopkeeper said to him, he did.

I hope you won't be so scared the next time you go to the mass graves......

There are a few more things that he has to do.

Don't be lazy.

Go ahead.

The boy told himself in his heart that he would do it no matter what.

After Li Deng left the confines of the town, a man in a red silk robe appeared in front of the town gate of Red Candle Town, and he stood there, his pupils glowing with a faint red light, watching the young man go away.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and walked gently to the pillar to the right of the town gate, and the man actually crashed directly into the stout pillar.

Then there is a very strange scene, the skin of the pillar full of ink color begins to peel off, the ink droplets mixed with debris flow down, and the thick pillar actually emerges a deep groove, like an invisible hand is constantly carving the pillar.

I don't know when, a gilded figure suddenly appeared next to the pillar, holding a bloody spear that seemed to be steaming, and the tip of the spear was more than a few inches above the pillar.

At this time, the spear of the bloody Futu was like an engraved pen, dancing in the air, and there was an ethereal feeling of a pen walking a dragon and a snake.

With the stroke of the spear, a relief sculpture that resembles the palace of the palace slowly emerges.

It is a lifelike, majestic red-spotted dragon shape.

The house is based on pillars, and the dragon is dwelling on pillars.

Wulong just moved.

After Yin Hong stopped his movements, the red-spotted house dragon carving actually swam along the pillar, as cheerful as a fish in water.

Then Yin Hong gathered a gilded light, and the bloody spear in his hand was also eclipsed.

He turned around slightly, looked at the young man in the distance, and said softly, "Do you have a return date?"

It should be many years before the boy leaves.

Anyway.

As long as I, Yin Hong, are alive, I will guard for you.

Then he turned the spear in his hand upside down, and the tail of the spear smashed to the ground, and suddenly, the man's gaze shifted, looking out of the town, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, "I, Yin Hong, did not hold the vast territory, did not defend the lonely royal city, and did not guard the last throne." ”

"But this town, I will defend it!"

One husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.