Chapter 239: The Nine Scholars of the Moon Pavilion Gather
"What do you mean... Will Chen Xin die if he stays in the black gas for a long time? Shen Fei said lightly, but his expression couldn't help but start to get nervous anymore.
Chen Xin is his counter-scale, and compared to the power of the Shen family, he even values Chen Xin more.
"Well, since then, the sixteen needles of the ghost gate have been removed, leaving only the first fifteen needles to treat diseases and save people, and the sixteenth needle is not allowed to change one's life against the sky, which is against nature, and naturally it will be punished."
"The hellish ghost door opens, and I take sixteen stitches." Kui Sheng murmured slowly, this is a reminder from the seniors to the juniors, if the sixteen needles of the ghost gate are cast, it will lead to the ghost gate of hell.
And this ghost gate is the black gas that shrouds the entire Ming Night Market.
Shen Fei exhaled a long breath, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"Doctor Kui, is there a way to crack it?"
"I don't know."
Kui Sheng's face was full of frustration, and he felt extremely sad that he didn't help Shen Fei.
And Shen Fei waved his hand, "Then I'll go to the Bright Night Market first to find a way." ”
Shen Fei didn't blame Kui Sheng, after all, Kui Sheng knew so much, it seemed that everything could only be relied on himself.
"Then I'll go with you." Qui said.
He thought that with him, he could at least help Shen Fei a little, after all, he was also a cultivator, but his cultivation was low.
Shen Fei nodded, stepped on the accelerator and drove away, getting on the plane that went to the neighboring city of Tomorrow Night Market, Shen Fei did not sleep this time, but his face was full of anxiety, and the whole person was full of evil spirit.
If there was no other way, Shen Fei would have to risk his life and enter the Ming Night Market.
But not only Shen Fei, but also people from many forces heard the news of the Tomorrow Night Market, and they all rushed towards the Tomorrow Night Market.
……
Falling Immortal Lake.
The Pavilion Lord stood up, he threw down his fishing rod and walked towards the outside of the mountain.
"Slay the dragon... Come! ”
A blood-red sword with a lifelike gilt dragon hovering over the hilt fell from the sky.
The Moon Pavilion Pavilion Lord jumped, stepped on this blood-red long sword, and walked towards the Sky Imperial Sword.
……
Shen Fei got off the plane and drove to the Ming Night Market, and when he got off the plane, he could see the scene of the Ming Night Market shrouded in darkness.
The entire Ming Night Market is covered, and it is impossible to see what is happening inside the night market with the naked eye.
"This scale is bigger than I imagined..."Kui Sheng said tremblingly.
He learned from ancient books that the opening of the hell ghost gate in the past was at most only a cover of a radius of fifty miles... But it's an urban area!
The area of the Tomorrow Night Market has exceeded 100,000 square kilometers!
Even Kui Sheng felt palpitations at this time, and he couldn't hold back his mind.
When Shen Fei and the others arrived, there were also many rescue teams wearing protective clothing who wanted to go in and rescue everyone.
But many are gone.
There are also a few scientific researchers who hold measuring cups, make a little black fog and start to analyze the materials in it, but it will definitely be ineffective for a while.
"Is there really no way?" Shen Fei frowned, and then a blood-colored light flashed from the sky.
"Kui Sheng, this black gas is only black, and there are no other colors, right?"
"That's right, Master Shen, why are you asking this?" Kui Sheng wondered.
Shen Fei smiled.
He was sure that the red light before must have been a monk!
He can now see even the moving hummingbird flapping its wings!
But he didn't see the red light that flew into the Ming Night Market, which made him sure that there must be a cultivator entering.
"I know how to get in." Shen Fei smiled and stepped into the black mist.
"Shen Family Master!"
"Don't do stupid things! Hold him on! ”
"Comrade, don't go in, it's dangerous inside!"
Several rescuers tried to hold Shen Fei, but they didn't succeed, with Shen Fei's foot strength and Shangyun stepping, people had the idea that they could catch him, but they couldn't catch him at all.
"Shen Family Master!" Kui Sheng shouted, but soon he calmed down, Shen Fei was definitely sure that he dared to step in.
Shen Fei would never do anything he was not sure of in his impression.
"Master Shen, don't let anything happen to you..."Kui Sheng prayed in his heart.
……
Shen Fei stepped into this bright night market shrouded in black qi, his body was surrounded by aura protection, and the black qi stations around him trembled, wanting to usurp Shen Fei's body, but he was blocked.
The black gas seemed to be angry, like boiling water beating around Shen Fei.
However, Shen Fei didn't care, but walked towards the hotel where Chen Xin lived.
In this black fog, visibility is very low, and with the aura protector, you can only see five meters ahead.
Moreover, his aura was consumed very quickly in this place, he had to hurry up and go to the hotel and then bring Chen Xin out.
Along the way, Shen Fei met many people, the rescuers who had entered the black fog before, and various residents who wanted to escape from the Bright Night Market.
Their expressions were still, and Shen Fei could still see the hideous panic on their faces.
"Xinxin, you must not have anything to do..."Shen Fei muttered.
On the other side of the Ming Night Market, the Moon Pavilion Pavilion Lord stepped on the blood-red long sword and landed at the door of the People's Hall in the center of the Ming Night Market.
At this door, there are also nine people who use their aura to protect their bodies.
"Nine Scholars of the Moon Pavilion, meet the Pavilion Master!"
Eight people knelt down on one knee in front of the Moon Pavilion Lord, and the strong man led by them just gave his hand.
"Uncle Feng, how is the situation now?" The Pavilion Lord of the Moon Pavilion asked at the strong man.
This strong man is Feng Zhantian, who had gone to Xuantongmen before and asked Long Wenyao to kill Zhou Ruojun.
Beside him, there are still two young people.
One of them had bright red hair and an uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth.
The other person was young and handsome, but his eyes were full of stories, if Shen Fei saw him here, he would only be amazed that he looked very similar to Zhang Youtian.
"There is an evil spirit inside, it has been releasing black mist, it has not moved, it seems that its ambition is not limited to the Ming Night Market, it wants to open the ghost door a little bigger, let countless evil spirits descend, if it is not stopped... I'm afraid the future of Blue Star is in danger. ”
Feng Zhantian said, his expression was serious, this evil spirit had already become a great achievement, and it depended on a figure admired by everyone to survive, absorbing everything from him, which made this evil spirit extremely powerful.
If you talk about cultivation alone, it has already broken through the period of understanding and entered the Ming period, and it has cultivated with the master of the Moon Pavilion.
The pavilion master nodded, and stepped into the people's auditorium, while Feng Zhantian and the other nine scholars of the Moon Pavilion followed behind the pavilion master.
"I'm the guardian of the world, if you don't want to die, I'll give you a chance to get out, if you don't listen... I'll cut off your head. ”
The pavilion master's eyebrows were like sharp edges, and he held the dragon slaying sword in his right hand, pointing directly at the black humanoid monster standing in the center of the people's hall.
Its withered back was propped open, and a large hole appeared, and this large hole was spitting black mist out of frantically.
"Die... You die! ”