Chapter Eighty-Five: The Fantasy and the Shura Army
"Is that all?" Shen Sangsang was obviously a little disappointed, "I thought this whisper was some kind of lover relationship with Menghe." ”
Looking at Shen Sangsang with a lost face, Yan Zhiyu reached out and rubbed her head, and said with a smile: "Everyone says that I should be an old man, will they also think that you are my long-lost granddaughter?" ”
Shen Sangsang couldn't help laughing, glanced at Yan Zhiyu in front of him with a smile, and replied, "Maybe you really know, after all, you are really old." ”
The two of them continued to move forward, this line was very strange, there were no mysterious beasts along the way, the two of them had been gone for about three or four days, and they always felt that things around them had not changed much.
The physical exertion is getting faster and faster, Yan Zhiyu helped Shen Sang Sang Dao to sit down and rest, frowned at the surrounding scene, and asked, "Can you feel the change in the prohibition in your body?" ”
Shen Sangsang took a sip of water and licked his dry lips: "No, I don't feel it at all." ”
If he got closer and closer to the ghost, then there would inevitably be something abnormal in the prohibition in Shen Sangsang's body, but now there was indeed no abnormality at all.
Just when the two were puzzled, the two heard a scream.
They were stunned for a moment, then quickly got up and chased after them, and through a thorn forest, the two saw that the group of killers in the Dark Machine Pavilion were screaming again, and there was still nothing in front of them.
Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Shen Sangsang felt something slightly: "We are also in the illusion world." ”
Yan Zhiyu squinted, looked around, and found that the scene around him was exactly the same as Shen Sangsang's rescue of the killers in the Dark Machine Pavilion three days ago: "Promontory Realm." ”
After listening to Yan Zhiyu's words, Shen Sangsang was a little puzzled: "What is Profantasy?" ”
Yan Zhiyu sighed, if it was really the Illusory Realm, it would really be difficult to do: "The Illusory Realm existed before the Great War of the Realms in the ancient period, and was created by the Underground Shura Jun. It's just that in the case, the Promontory Realm will only appear in the Shura Temple, how can it appear in the ghosts? ”
Shen Sangsang looked around vigilantly: "What will appear in the Fantasy Realm?" ”
"Goblins." Yan Zhiyu slowly spit out these two words, "Ghosts from the Shura Palace, resentful spirits are infested, and zombies are rampant." Even if it's a fantasy, it's hard for us to escape. ”
Shen Sangsang was silent, thought for a long time, and said, "But we have been wandering in this universal fantasy realm for three or four days, and we don't seem to see those. ”
Yan Zhiyu nodded: "Indeed, I also found out." ”
He looked around and looked at the surrounding scene, his eyes full of doubts: "Let's not talk about what we encountered, just why this ordinary illusion appeared in the ghost." This ghost was originally the ruins of the Dragon Palace......"
What's going on here? Why does the Shura Hall still have some connections with the ghosts?
I couldn't figure it out, and things seemed to have become an impasse.
The surrounding bushes of thorns rustled, and the screams of the killers pierced people's eardrums.
Shen Sangsang looked at the group of people not far away, and still used the power of thunder and lightning to wake them up, and then repeated the action at that time, but this time, the two did not leave directly, and sat directly in place in the puzzled eyes of the group of killers.
The two directly ignored the group of people around them and sat on the ground and chatted.
Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Yan Zhiyu sighed slightly: "The sky is going to be dark again, and that group of things is likely to appear." ”
The sky darkened just as Yan Zhiyu's words fell, the surroundings were pitch black, the group of killers behind him had disappeared, and the surroundings were quiet and terrifying.
Suddenly, an eerie cold wind blew, and there were bursts of terrible screams around it, and the cold wind blew through the woods and thorn forests, making a whimpering sound that made people feel creepy.
At this moment, a pair of ghost hands stretched out from the ground, climbed up on the ground, and then, there were such scenes in the surrounding places for several miles, first the pale hands, then the pale face, the face was covered with blood, and there were often missing arms and legs, sticking out their tongues, and their eyes were missing.
Looking at these scenes in front of him, Yan Zhiyu held Shen Sangsang's hand beside him and told her not to be afraid, but it was obvious that he was too worried.
Shen Sangsang shook off his hand with a smile, looked at the groups of ghosts around her who stretched out their hands towards her, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just something that looks a little ugly." ”
Looks ...... Something a little ugly?
Yan Zhiyu looked at Shen Sangsang with a smile, she was really the woman she liked!
The two of them stood up directly, looking at the group of powerful ghosts around them, and the soul power aura around them was slowly gathering up.
Immediately after, the dark sky was illuminated by the powerful light emitted by the soul power, and when he looked at the ground again, the group of powerful ghosts below had already fallen to the ground, and the two people standing in the middle were unharmed, ready to meet the next group.
"That's all there is to the Fantasy Realm!" Shen Sangsang said with a smile.
Yan Zhiyu narrowed his eyes: "Don't take it lightly, it's not the most terrifying time." If you encounter the phantom of the Shura Army, perhaps, you won't feel that it is nothing more than that. ”
In the Fantasy Realm, the two of them consume their own strength, but what they are facing is only an illusion! Although it is an illusion, they can inflict substantial damage on themselves, and various powerful monsters can appear in it. That's the horror of Promirage!
Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded around, and listening to the posture, it seemed that there were tens of thousands of people! A powerful aura of death came from the plane, bringing the screams of many imps!
The sound of horses' hooves gradually approached, and the group of powerful ghosts who had been knocked down by the two of them had consciously returned to the ground.
Yan Zhiyu and Shen Sangsang glanced at each other, and then, looking at the armor-clad Shura army riding on a horse in the dark in front of him and holding a Yin Banner in his hand, he unconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand, put on a good posture, and prepared for a bloody battle.
Facing the Shura Army slowly approaching in front of him, Shen Sangsang couldn't help but take a few steps back, not because of fear, but because of the powerful yin qi brought by the Shura Army, the soul power in her body had a great sense of oppression, and if she wanted to send out her soul power, she had to take a few steps back.
The sound of horses' hooves slowly stopped, and the Shura army in front of him was a black mist, and then flew directly down the mountain in front of the two of them, and rushed directly with a trident in his hand.
One Shura army was originally nothing, but the powerful impact brought by thousands of Shura armies rushing together can be imagined!
Yan Zhiyu and Shen Sangsang responded quickly, but not long after the battle, dense blood marks appeared on their bodies! Immediately afterward, the body was burned with fire-like pain!
The Night Whip traveled through the Shura Army, but the Shura Army was not an entity in the first place, so the Night Whip could only pass through their bodies like this! It won't hurt them at all!
"Can't touch them!" Shen Sangsang frowned and shouted.
Yan Zhiyu, who was not far away, was also frowning slightly, flexibly walking through the Shura army.
"With the power of thunder and lightning!" Yan Zhiyu suddenly thought of something and shouted at Shen Sangsang.
Shen Sangsang immediately understood, yes! How did you forget?!
The power of thunder and lightning comes from the Heavenly Gods, and it can also illuminate the ghosts, and these Shura armies only exist in the dark, which means that only the darkness will give them power!
So, Shen Sangsang and Yan Zhiyu glanced at each other, and then, Yan Zhiyu directly stopped the group of Shura troops.
Shen Sangsang quickly pushed to the side to activate his soul power, and the purple soul power around his body began to rise rapidly!
The surrounding wind gradually sounded, Shen Sangsang squinted slightly, and the soul power around his body began to slowly converge to the top of his head, forming a huge ball of light! As she exerted her strength, the entire ball of light continued to grow larger, and the thunder and lightning emitted from all around it cut off the surrounding trees!
She has no bottom in her heart, if she wants to release thunder and lightning that is enough to illuminate the surrounding ten miles, she needs to pay a hundred times her soul power! But I didn't try it myself, so this time I ...... It's just a matter of luck!
"Ahh Shen Sangsang quickly pushed the ball of light above his head into the sky, and at the same time as the ball of light quickly rose into the air, a large dark cloud appeared above the pitch-black sky, and the moment the thunder and lightning touched those dark clouds, it exploded instantly, and countless thunderbolts spread out at the speed of light!
I only heard a boom, and the sky lit up! It was as bright as day!!
The Shura army below instantly turned to ashes when it was radiant!!
Yan Zhiyu was a little tired and weak, coupled with the effect of Shen Sangsang's thunder and lightning power, the wounds on his body began to faintly glow with purple light, and at this moment, when he endured the pain in his body and looked at Shen Sangsang, he found that she was like a leaf, falling to the ground weakly, and those beautiful eyes were still looking at him.
He was startled and immediately ran forward to help her up, but at this time, Shen Sangsang was already dying, and the purple light flickering on his wrist began to slowly dim.
"Girl!" Yan Zhiyu immediately held her hand and slowly transported the soul power in his body into her body.
She still couldn't control such a powerful force, and the soul power in her body was slowly draining!!
If she doesn't stop it, her soul power will disappear completely!
How so?!
He was at a loss, like a child, he only knew how to hold her hand tightly, trying to give her all his soul power, but it was completely useless!
"Girl......" Yan Zhiyu called her name countless times, but Shen Sangsang in his arms seemed to have long been unable to hear it.
Her pulse was getting weaker and weaker, and her breathing began to slow down.
At this time, Shen Sangsang didn't see anything, heard anything, only knew that he was now completely in darkness, and his surroundings were lifeless.
"The ghost snake will devour the life force of all soul masters whose soul power has been exhausted." An unhurried voice came from the side.