Jiang Huo put his hands on the ground, slowly stood up, and looked around.

The ghosts floating in the air around them are both familiar and strange.

The previous memories, like slides, kept flashing in Jiang Huo's mind.

Many figures, and the appearance in front of them, can overlap perfectly.

All the ghosts are looking at the river fire, and in their pupils, they are flickering in anticipation.

Jiang Huo was silent, raised his right hand, held the hilt of the sword, and drew his sword.

The clanging roared, and the long sword was unsheathed.

The tungsten steel sword is inserted into the ground. The two hands pinched the trick, and the milky white aura shot into the sword body.

Suddenly, the white mangs were full of light, with the river fire as the guide and the sword body as the medium, the surging aura and gloomy ghost qi were surging.

Seeing the scene in front of them, all the ghosts were shocked, and they knelt down to worship Jianghuo.

For a time, countless mourning music resounded in the sky.

Jiang Huo stood still with his feet, his clothes fluttering, unfamiliar memories, jerky formulas, and suddenly, his mind emerged.

She looked stunned, her delicate face was covered with frost, and her eyes contained no emotion.

A white, blurred figure suddenly appeared behind Jiang Huo. This vague mark moves with the wind, looming, as if it could disappear at any moment. The figure looked like a living person, she turned her head to look around, and then took a step forward and merged into Jiang Huo's body.

The next moment, Jiang Huo moved.

Jiang Huo, who was in the same place, pinched out the sword trick with his left hand, and the aura around his body flowed in an instant, and with a single move, the long sword on the ground suddenly burst out. Ghost aura, intertwined and fused.

I saw Jiang Huo raise his head, staring at the sky, flipping his wrist, and pointing at the void.

"Huh!"

Jiang Huo waved his arm, and the tip of the sword pierced the night sky.

The sword qi surged, the wild flowers bloomed, and the nine days of thunder poured down.

The aura is the guide, penetrating the void, and the claustrophobic door looms.

With Jiang Huo's movements, a vague door appeared in mid-air, exactly the same as the one that appeared in the ICU ward of the First People's Hospital of the Demon City.

However, this gate was not the same as last time, it was impossible to distinguish, as the river fire guided the ghost qi to continue to wash, the gate in the void became clearer and clearer.

The ghosts kneeling on the ground all looked up, and each ghost's face showed a look of shock, and excited cries came out of their mouths, and their eyes showed eagerness to try.

After this gate was fully revealed, Jiang Huo could see that on the sides of the façade on both sides, unknown creatures were depicted, with hideous faces and fierce gods.

Just as Jiang Huo wanted to find out, a strong will, an inexplicable force, controlled her body, her right hand shook, tungsten steel long sword, suspended in the air, towards the door, shot sharply.

"Open!"

Jiang Huo snorted, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes that were as cold as ice. I saw her hands clasped together, strange handprints, one after another, fast enough to dazzle.

At the moment when the tungsten steel long sword touched the door of the void, the surrounding energy surged away, and in the void, there was a crisp sound, and the tungsten steel long sword went straight into the crack of the door.

"Boom ......"

The solid door suddenly opened, and the gloomy atmosphere floated out.

"Click......"

The tungsten steel long sword inserted into the crack in the door, because it could not accept such a large amount of spiritual energy and ghost qi infusion, the sword body suddenly shattered inch by inch and fell into the air.

"The road has been opened, the passage has been out, you are waiting for the lonely ghost, why don't you leave quickly?"

The voice of indifference and majesty came from Jiang Huo's mouth, and the lonely souls and wild ghosts kneeling on the ground all trembled and nodded.

The female ghost closest to Jiang Huo could no longer withstand the constant pressure emanating from Jiang Huo's body, and after she got up to compose, she immediately floated up and drilled into the Void Gate.

As soon as the female ghost approached the gate, a thick chain suddenly appeared.

The chain went straight into the female ghost's heart, and countless ghost qi burst out from her body, and after the body was completely transparent, it was pulled into the door by the chain.

Seeing the female ghost disappear, the ghosts around him got up one after another, followed suit, and floated up.

For a time, the ghost spirit was churning, and the green light was prosperous.

After about half an hour, the surrounding ghosts disappeared completely, and the door floating in the void slowly closed and disappeared.

As the gate disappeared, the white streamer burst out of Jiang Huo's body, soared into the sky, and disappeared.

"Puff ......"

Jiang Huo, who had been standing there in a posture, had dark eyes, and sleepiness like a tide surged into his heart. Her legs went limp, and her whole body faced the earth, and she knelt down.

The black gas dissipated, the green light faded, and the mountain and forest scene reappeared.

In the sky, dark clouds were closed, lightning and thunder roared, and rain splashed.

The rain, like a bullet, hit Jiang Huo's body, and a broken hosta lay beside Jiang Huo, gradually sinking into the black soil and mud as the rain washed away.

The night is gone, and the light is faint.

Although the sky is bright, the torrential rain shows no signs of stopping, but is intensifying. The nine teams that were carrying out wilderness survival training were all connected with the covert guards, and through the radio equipment they carried with them, they contacted the base. Only Jiang Huo's team was silent and there was no news. The base radio station is desperately calling to try to be able to contact the group.

"How's it going! Isn't there any news yet? Lao Li, who had watched everyone leave, was pacing back and forth in the base radio station, his face was anxious and full of helplessness.

"Report! So far, we have tried to contact Team 010 381 times, but none of them have been successfully connected, and we can't even catch the other party's signal! ”

Hearing the correspondent's answer, Lao Li immediately frowned, and Lao Zhang next to him immediately spoke: "When was the last successful contact?" ”

"Report! The last successful contact was ten hours ago, when Team 010 took the initiative to contact us, and they had already rushed to the camping site to ask if they could join Captain Zhao Ting's team and camp together. The correspondent didn't even need to look through the notebook next to him, and just reported it.

"Arrived at the campsite? That's good, that's good......"

Lao Zhang's face suddenly showed a relaxed look, he patted Lao Li on the shoulder, and said, "Since they have arrived at the camping point, we don't have to worry so much, maybe the communication equipment is wet with rain and can't contact us." All the sites have been carefully selected so that with the current level of rainfall, they will not pose a danger to the camp......"

"Lao Zhang! Are you talking nonsense with your eyes open? Fifty millimeters of rain has already fallen in three hours! Look at this rhythm, it is possible to reach the red level! Flash floods, landslides, and mudslides can happen at any time! You even told me that this rainfall would not be dangerous to the camp? ”

Lao Li stomped his feet angrily and roared.

After listening to Lao Li's words, Lao Zhang also reached out to support his forehead, helpless.

What is this?

Lao Li also knew that now was not the time to quarrel, so he patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder and asked, "When will our team arrive?" ”

"With the current weather, it is estimated that it will take twelve hours, but the other teams are relatively close to us, and the nearest 001 camp will only take five hours to arrive."