It simply can't compare to this manor below.

He was just passing by the civilized burial place under the leadership of the 'clown', and he couldn't see the whole picture clearly, and he couldn't count them, but when it came to the degree of horror, the manor definitely ranked first.

A cloud obscured the moonlight, and the world under his feet was completely darkened, it was not a simple kind of black, but completely nothing could be seen, in normal weather, even if it was dark, for the transcendental, some were not enough to achieve night vision, but they could also see a general outline.

Now, it's like my eyes are covered, and I can't see anything.

Zhuang Rong was stunned, the surroundings were pitch black, and his spiritual perception was also affected, and there was only a radius of one meter under his feet.

"Jiang Wu!! Qu girl?? ”

Empty voices rang out, there was no movement at all, and no one responded to them. No matter how fast you run away, you can't be that fast, and your voice should always be heard.

'Illusion? ’

It was a little terrifyingly quiet, there was no sound, Zhuang Rong could even hear the sound of his own heartbeat, the slight sound of blood bursting out with every contraction of his heart.

In this extremely quiet world, this sound seems to be amplified countless times, and gradually, the heart's beating becomes more and more rapid, uncontrollably accelerated, and the sound is getting louder and louder.

A slight feeling of suffocation enveloped Zhuang Rong.

He didn't dare to move around anymore, concentrated, controlled his heartbeat with his telekinesis, calm, calm!

He couldn't see it, his face was flushed, it was the manifestation of congestion, the green tendons on his body were high and bulging, as if they could burst at any time, this was only the smallest trouble, the biggest trouble was the heart.

He didn't dare to attack at will, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't perceive anything, he was afraid that his attack would hurt the other two, so he sat down cross-legged and forced himself to quiet down with meditation.

Just not far from Zhuang Rong, when everything was completely darkened, Jiang Wu realized that something was wrong, just like Zhuang Rong's performance, he didn't dare to move around at will, standing quietly on the ground, his nerves were tense, he was ready to deal with danger at any time, his heart was beating faster, and more and more uncomfortable feelings came to his heart.

I tried to shout the names of Zhuang Rong and Qu Guanyin a few times, but I didn't get any response.

He was just a martial artist, unable to forcibly control his heartbeat, at this moment his face was hideous, and the green tendons around his body were rising, even his strongest state was far less terrifying than it was now.

The only thing that can still make him hold on is the physique of the martial artist, and during that time in the shelter, the crazy cultivation gave him the capital to hold on.

On the other side, Qu Guanyin, after noticing the strangeness of his body, did not hesitate to melt into the darkness, leaving only a pile of clothes on the ground.

Shadowing!

Shadows belong to darkness, and in a world without shadows, darkness is shadows.

Only in the darkness at the edge of clothing.

In the darkness, she felt more fear and did not dare to move.

During the meditation, Zhuang Rong saw the starry sky again, and when the distant ball of light lit up, the moment the silk thread lit up, he really felt his own ease, as if the invisible power was being weakened.

At that moment, compared to the impending death, it seemed that receiving the pull of the silk thread was no longer any problem.

He was vaguely thinking about the moment before hesitating, since he came to this world, it seems that many things seem to be unorganized, there is no interaction between them, everything is just accidental, but when he thinks about it, it seems that he is pushing himself to move in a certain direction.

Just like now, with my own character, I may not try again, or it may be a long time before I am dragged by the next attempt, but I am forced to do it by the current predicament.

'Myself' slowly broke away from his skin, slowly rose, and when he looked down, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at his body, and from that flaming look, he saw a kind of scorching heat called greed, almost crazy devouring desire, which seemed to be waiting for the moment when he burst.

From this point of view, Jiang Wu was not far from him, and he didn't see Qu Guanyin, but he saw her clothes.

Jiang Wu also gathered a bunch of aliens around him.

Time and distance lost their meaning at this moment, and the traction pulled him, passing over the countless balls of light in deep space, entering the darkness, and then touching the huge ball of light that belonged to him.

Traction is at its maximum at this moment.

Tearing himself apart, blending into it, a powerful impact hit him head-on.

Rumble!!!

The brain fell into a blank at that moment, countless fragments, countless memories, the formation of the current, and his own consciousness was like a plank standing on the edge of the beach, and the waves could break itself at any time.

The madness of countless consciousnesses, the mixture of countless fragments.

Zhuang Rong gradually seemed to forget who he was, Zhuang Rong? Unable? Or something else......

Thousands of people, thousands of memories, thousands of experiences.

When it reached fullness, a strong repulsive force kicked it out of the light ball, and under the strong sense of weightlessness, Zhuang Rong returned to his body in an instant.

The moment he opened his eyes, countless inscriptions appeared on the surface of his body, which belonged to the words of the inheritance of the spiritual power, blooming with light, the light changed from weak to strong, revealing the clothes, revealing the body, illuminating the surrounding situation, between those eyes, on the pupils, there was also the brilliance of the words flashing at the same time.

Let him see the situation around him clearly, and the aliens began to retreat, fearing Zhuang Rong.

Yes, that is fear, the alien illuminated by the light of the inscription turned into nothingness in an instant.

The power of the underworld is no longer an invisible restorative force, no longer the only incarnation that can be called a bit of chicken ribs, but it has actually formed a trickle of water flowing between the body after burning the alien.

It was strengthened little by little, and everywhere it went, the moonlight shone back onto the earth.

The full power flowed back into the spiritual world and was injected into the visualization map, and this time the injection, in terms of traces, was better than Zhuang Rong's hundreds of meditations.

The darkness receded like a tide, and Jiang Wu was already lying on the ground, his face was as pale as paper, his body was thin and thin, and his body was covered with countless scratches.

It's more like the result of some kind of animal with barbs on its tongue licking.

On the other side, Qu Guanyin showed his body from the darkness, his body was like jade, his hands subconsciously covered his body, looked up at Zhuang Rong, and found that his gaze was a little dull, and in his pupils, two strange words appeared, still glowing.

Pick up the clothes on the floor, cover your body, and quickly put them on.

"Brother Zhuang??"

Zhuang Rong turned around, "You...... Calling me? ”

"What's wrong with you??"