Once Yin Lanqi pounces, the consequences can be imagined.

"You're just a martial cultivator, why can't I control you!" Yin Lanqi stared at Shi Yan, her white eyes full of puzzlement.

Shi Yan didn't bother to answer, and jumped out in one step, and the Soul Devouring Sword was erected and slashed down.

He was clear in his heart, but it was still too late, the ghost thing under Yin Lanqi's skin had devoured a Tiangang Realm martial cultivator, and it had become a ghost thing at the two-star spiritual cultivation level.

This was something he had guessed when he saw the skinless corpse that had fallen from the seventeenth floor, and it was only now that it was confirmed.

"Shhh...... Ah......h

Yin Lanqi's face was bruised and he screamed with all his might.

How fast the speed of sound was, this scream was swung out in dense sound waves, and a ripple visible to the naked eye hit Shi Yan's body first.

Shi Yan put away his sword in front of him, but his feet, which were still hit hard by ripples, left the ground and flew upside down.

Bang la blah.

Shi Yan's back hit the staircase, shattering the entire staircase and falling to the fourteenth floor, splashing the broken wood in the building.

The scream spread all around, out of the street.

Click!

On the load-bearing heavy pillar, a crack appeared, this crack seemed to open the prelude to Pandora's box, and cracks appeared intensively, all the heavy pillars were like this, the most serious near Yin Lanqi, and slightly better at a distance.

These heavy pillars are made of eternal wood hearts, and the sturdiness can be imagined, with the solidity of the eternal wood hearts, if they are replaced with human ** bodies, they are afraid that they will burst into meat foam.

On the roof of the building, the cracks on the walls are visible to the naked eye, and the entire fifteenth floor has a feeling that it is about to collapse.

Fortunately, in less than half a breath, a thick layer of cold ice formed everywhere the sound wave passed, freezing the entire fifteenth layer to death and preventing it from collapsing.

The power of ghosts is cold, and the fifteenth floor, the outer layer of Fengqi Tower, and the houses adjacent to the street all condense a thick layer of ice, which looks like an ice sculpture world at a glance.

Shi Yan was knocked to the ground on the fourteenth floor by the ripples of sound waves, and in the air, his right hand holding the sword as a block kept trembling, and he almost couldn't hold the sword.

Fortunately, he is already a Xiaocheng in the Tiangang Realm, if he first enters the Tiangang Realm and faces this ghost, he will definitely not be able to hold the sword and have an accident.

He stepped on the fourteenth floor of the ground with one foot, and under the huge impact, the floor under his feet shattered, and then his body pushed back, and his heels pushed everywhere, and the floor shattered and rose to a height of half a meter.

Shi Yan's sword tip turned in the direction and aimed at the ground to insert it, which stopped his violent retreat.

Without waiting for Shi Yan to take the initiative to jump up to the fifteenth floor, the cold invaded and descended, and it was visible to the naked eye that a layer of ice mist was formed where a layer of ice mist passed down, and a thick layer of ice was formed, which was the power of ghosts, to the yin.

Shi Yan's body was covered by Yang Gang Qi, and tadpole-like runes wrapped around his body, making a sneering sound when they came into contact with the ice mist.

The Yang Qi and the cold mist cancel each other out, and the tadpole-like runes are devouring wildly.

Swish!

The ghost thing Yin Lanqi jumped down from the fifteenth floor, looming in the hidden ice mist, and when he was five meters close to Shi Yan, a blood slit appeared on the bridge of Yin Lanqi's eyebrows and nose, and then, the human skin was torn, and a skinless blood shadow jumped out of it, unable to distinguish between men and women, and pounced on Shi Yan.

This skinless blood shadow has a pair of white pupils, and between Shi Yan's eyes, he can clearly see the resentment contained in it.

This resentment should not be directed at him, but the obsession of this ghost, and the obsession will not go away, and it will not go to hell.

From this white pupil, Shi Yan also saw himself, his projection, getting bigger and bigger, more and more clear......

Shi Yan was in a trance, and when he was awake again, the surrounding scene changed, and it was no longer Fengqi Tower.

"Where am I, who am I?"

Shi Yan felt as if he had forgotten something, he was in a fog of ice, white, unable to see the world clearly, he could only look down at his palm.

In contemplation, there are children's voices.

"Ugly, shameful, shameful, shameful, ......"

"We don't play with ugly monsters......"

The ice mist subsided, and Shi Yan saw the source of these sounds from the perspective of a third person.

He seems to be in a village or town, with dilapidated streets and mud walls, washed away by rain, or collapsed or cracked, in every house.

Under a broken wall, four or five children were mocking in a childlike manner, and the leading little boy pinched his earlobe with his little hand, and his tongue stuck out, making a nasty sound of 'not rotten' and 'not rotten'.

Other children pushed the tip of their nose with their fingers, making their nostrils as large as pig's noses, and they also stuck out their tongues to taunt them.

In the corner, huddled was a little girl with braided horns, and unlike other children, she had no skin on her face, and she had a scar that had been burned by the fire, which was extremely ugly.

The little girl crouched against the corner, her arms helplessly covering her ears, tears raining down.

"I don't listen, I don't listen to ......"

The little girl looked a few years older than the other children, about seven or eight years old.

The picture changed again, and Shi Yan swept around.

This is a dilapidated house, full of shadow puppets everywhere, it seems that this family makes a living from shadow puppetry, and there are five big characters of Zhao Ji shadow puppet play written on a canvas.

Outside the window, the snow covered the earth, and the house was very cold and icy, and the ground was covered with a thin layer of ice.

is still a little girl with pigtails, her clothes are thin, curled up in the triangle of the kang, her body is so cold that she is swinging, the tip of her nose is red from the cold, two snots are frozen into ice ballast, and there are a few chilblains in the leaky part of the clothes.

On the kang near the warm place along the edge of the pot, a family of three covered with quilts and hugged together, and two adults hugged the leading little boy in the middle to keep warm.

"Cold?"

"It's not cold. The leading boy replied with a grin.

"Dog, you are not allowed to bully your sister in the future, especially with outsiders, your sister was burned like this, it is because of you, when you were three years old, there was a fire in the house, and your mother and I were not there, it was your sister who rushed in and dragged you out, and she was wiped in the face by the burning beam. ”

The little boy in the lead snorted softly, unimpressed.

The screen turns again.

The leading little boy grew up and became a teenager, fourteen or fifteen years old, and was old enough to take a wife.

The middle-aged couple stood at the door, standing with a horse-faced Taoist priest, not knowing what they were chatting about, and finally, the couple looked at the young man in the courtyard with an expectant face, gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and nodded heavily.

The horse-faced Taoist priest took out a small bag of silver and stuffed it into the couple, and with a gesture of his palm, several people rushed into the house, dragged out the skinless ugly girl with a cloth ball stuffed in the mouth of the five-flower tie, dragged it out of the door, and dragged it into the carriage.

The skinless ugly girl panicked and looked at the couple in disbelief.

The couple avoided the girl's gaze, moved the silver bag in the palm of their hand, and looked at the young man in the courtyard kindly, as if they had seen the young man marrying a wife and having children, and the happy scene of their family sharing together.

The horse-faced Taoist priest got into the carriage, and when the carriage left, he took off his Taoist robe in disgust and threw it away, and it was actually wearing a blood-colored robe with a cult seal on it.

This is a fake Taoist priest.

The screen turns again.

In a huge kiln, the horse-faced man took out a refined statue of a girl, put it in his palm and smiled with satisfaction.

The girl looks very peaceful, but her face is slightly weird, as if it ...... No skin?8)