This is an extremely ordinary fork in the road, there is nothing, although Leng Yan noticed the weirdness of the atmosphere here, but he couldn't accurately perceive the location of things like the first fall of the ugly door.

Yun Combtong's condition was not too good, the expression on her face was a little dignified, her forehead was sweating profusely, and there was a large area of dry cracking on her lips, and blood was constantly seeping out from under her skin, and in the blink of an eye, the woman became a bloody person.

But she still gritted her teeth and followed behind Leng Yan, not saying a word.

The most relaxed thing on the scene was Leng Yan, the only thing he needed to do was to hold the woman in his arms tightly, and then approach the destination step by step.

'Poof,' the ugly door that was held in his arms spurted out a mouthful of blood at this time, and Leng Yan's face tightened, knowing that if it continued like this, the woman would definitely not live.

He turned around and just wanted to hand over the woman to Yun Comaotong, only to find that the woman who followed him had already become a bloody person at this time, and he immediately began to retreat quickly, carrying the two women on his shoulders one by one, until he retreated outside this alley, and then stopped on the top of a building.

Both women gasped for breath like drowning people, and although the blood on their bodies was still there, their appearance was visibly relaxed.

"Don't you feel it?" The ugly door gasped for breath at the beginning of the year, looking at Leng Yan as if he was looking at a monster.

She originally thought that because she was a spiritual powerhouse, she would react to that thing so violently, but after seeing Yun Combtong's appearance that was not much better than herself, she realized that its impact was on everyone, not just on her.

Leng Yan didn't have the heart to listen to what she said at this time, and when he approached the thing that was not visible at all, the ring on his hand shook unusually, obviously resonating with that thing.

Leng Yan subconsciously rubbed the surface of the ring, the previous shaking had stopped at this time, but this was the first time in so many months that the ring had reacted.

But according to the woman, there was a clock, and he couldn't figure out what the connection between the clock and the ring could be.

"What the hell does that clock look like? You can describe it to me specifically," Leng Yan turned around with a solemn face and looked at the ugly door sitting there.

The two women had already taken several bottles of red and blue potions at this time, and they seemed to have eased up a lot, and they no longer had the same appearance as before, but the blood stains all over their bodies also proved that what happened just now was not a dream.

"It looks like it's a clock face made of wood, black hands, black numerals, nothing special," the woman frowned, still a little apprehensive at the thought of the pressure the clock had put on her.

"You just have to command here, I'll go by myself," Leng Yan jumped directly from the rooftop, and returned to the fork in the road that had put them under pressure.

The two women did not insist, they could see that Leng Yan was not affected in the slightest, and they only dragged their feet when they followed.

Under the command of the ugly gate, Leng Yan groped in that place for a long time, and finally touched a circular outline, and then tried to lift up the thing that he could never see what it was, and when he lifted it, he found that this clock-like thing was actually heavier than a thousand catties, so Leng Yan stumbled for a moment before he stood firm.

"!" Leng Yan couldn't help but curse secretly, if it was his physical fitness before, he would definitely not be able to get up from lying on the ground.

Leng Yan was standing in the middle of the street like a psychopath, holding an invisible clock at this time, and the ring on his hand was constantly trembling, as if it was resonating with it.

Hey! Leng Yan seemed to think of something, put the clock on the ground, a white light flashed, a cut on his wrist, and blood flowed down, crackling on the ground.

The invisible to the naked eye finally showed signs at this time, and the wound on Leng Yan's wrist recovered very quickly, so he could only keep cutting his wrist, and after a few times, the invisible clock was finally completely presented in front of him.

It's not that different from what the ugly people first said, it's just a clock that looks very ordinary on the outside, and it looks very old-fashioned, and there is no way to compare it with the current electronics.

This clock has stopped, Leng Yan looked at it again and again for a long time, and found that this clock has no place to install a battery at all, so how can this clock continue to start walking?

Leng Yan found that there was a hole in the middle of this clock, and it seemed that something could be put on it.

Leng Yan took out a white corpse core from the space and stuffed it directly into the hollow in the center of the clock.

The corpse core disappeared into the hollow as if it had been thrown into a bottomless pit.

'Bell! Clang! Clang! The second hand of the clock, which had been standing still, suddenly moved, and the three crashing sounds made Leng Yan, who was close to Chi Qi, thrust in his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, Leng Yan finally realized the feeling that the two women had experienced before, it was like a big mountain pressing on top of his head, he was restless, his chest seemed to have been hit hard, and he lay on the ground uncomfortably for a long time and couldn't get up.

Even the two women who were far away felt a powerful wave of qi sweeping over, and the two of them didn't even have a chance to use their abilities, so they were directly knocked out of the balcony.

Fortunately, such an impact sound quickly stopped, and a blue wall of fire covering Leng Yan's body disappeared in an instant, Leng Yan's clothes lying on the ground were already soaked with sweat, and the capillaries on his body were all broken, although the body's repair ability was very strong, but there were still many bruises on the skin outside.

Leng Yan sat up sweating profusely, the blood-stained clock was lying there honestly at this time, and the hands that had been active before stopped working again at this time, but Leng Yan also understood that if you want this clock to move, you must use the corpse core as an energy source.

"Ahem..."

"Damn, it hurts me..."

The two third-order corpses that had been calculating Leng Yan before fell into the green belt in embarrassment at this time, the glass of the nearby shop had completely turned into powder, and even the solid wall had bottomless cracks at this time, and a cold wind blew, so that the two corpses couldn't help but hug their arms, trembling like a little girl who had been bullied. 21. Baidu read the latest chapter of "Mother Ring Jiezhong Literature" for free for the first time.