Shura Yuan listens to the past (2)

Bai Ling shook her head for a moment, and asked Twilight, "You haven't answered me yet, where are you going?" ”

"Shura Yuan."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of rune paper from his bosom and threw it forward, and a black vortex door unfolded, and he raised his bone flute and blew two more notes, and Pisa jumped straight up and jumped into the portal first.

Shura Yuan?

Hearing this name, Bai Ling was slightly puzzled, "Isn't that a gathering place for resentful spirits?" Far away in the Shura realm, ordinary teleportation charms can't get there at all. ”

"It wasn't supposed to be there."

"Originally?"

Twilight didn't explain again, just stretched out his hand to her, and motioned, "Come." ”

Bai Ling looked down at the silver ring in his hand, and pushed it away with a smile, "What are you doing?" I'm afraid that I don't have enough spiritual power to enter the portal? Don't worry, I've ......"

Before she finished speaking, Twilight had already grabbed her arm, slid down slightly, and took her hand.

He explained lightly, "so as not to have another accident." ”

Hearing him say this, Bai Ling couldn't help but think of the tampered teleportation array in the Land Temple, and he went with him.

Stepping into the portal, the light in front of me suddenly dimmed.

Bai Ling first felt the cold, a piercing cold that she had never felt in her life. This kind of cold seems to be able to ignore the spiritual power to resist and invade the eight veins of the deepest part of the spirit body.

She trembled instinctively, and in the next second, a warm and mellow power flowed into her body along the intersecting hands.

The piercing feeling suddenly dissipated a lot.

Bai Ling couldn't help but turn his head and glanced at the twilight, but saw that his eyes were looking straight ahead, his eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly, and he seemed to be a little dignified.

This look is not common.

Bai Ling put aside the suspicions in her heart for the time being, looked around, and also looked at the place where the teleportation charm had brought them-

A deep, wide cave.

I don't know where the light came from, flickering and dimming, the light fluctuates, longitudinal and wonderful.

The top of the cave is extremely high, the rock wall is concave and tortuous, and there are black pointed vertebrae similar to stalagmites in the gaps, which are long or short, round or flat, and look at them as far as the eye can see, densely packed and strange, and there is no end in sight.

There was also a faint sound of water flowing.

Feeling the fluctuations of soul power emanating from these black stalagmites, Bai Ling couldn't help but think to herself: Could these be Mo Ling? A spirit formed by the energy of a powerful resentful spirit?

"This is Shura Yuan?" She asked, somewhat uncertain.

"Not yet." Twilight replied, turning to Pisha, who had arrived one step ahead of them, and the bone flute turned slightly, and the white silk tied to him atomized away.

Then, Pisha's eyes moved, and she gradually became more and more looked.

The dead silence of the day.

Looking at the strange caves around him, Pisa said angrily, "What did you just do to me?!" ”

"That's what you said." Bai Ling kindly reminded him, "It was you who had to do something to us just now, so we had to do something to you." ”

"Trick up!" Pisa sneered, "Do you think I won't dare to do it if I change places?" ”

As he spoke, he raised the Tianshan Bell in his hand as if threatening.

At this time, Twilight spoke, "The real owner of this Tianshan Bell is the one who helped you become the Ghost King." ”

His voice was extremely faint, echoing in the empty cavern, but it had the texture of dripping water through the stone.

Pisha's expression froze for a moment, and emotions such as surprise, jealousy, and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. After a while, his eyes fell, and he stopped for a moment on the hand he was holding with Bai Ling, and suddenly sneered, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”