Chapter 17: The Last Guardian of the Temple of Delusion

But just as Ning Yunrui was about to set off to rescue the classmates in the sedan chair, these corpses all withdrew towards the lake as if they had received some order.

Immediately afterwards, Jia Puyue and the others, who had been kneeling on the ground before, also stood up with confused faces.

In a short time, the army of corpses of an unknown number was withdrawn to the lake.

Strangely, in the process of retreating, these corpses also retained the habit of detouring before.

It seems that they have no intention of sneaking up on everyone.

But this seemingly peaceful scene was replayed over and over again in Ning Yunrui's mind.

She felt deeply uneasy as a result.

It seems that if you stay here for a second longer, you will be swallowed by something.

"Go back to the sedan chair! Quick!" When this uneasiness reached the extreme, Ning Yunrui first snorted anxiously, and then turned around and ran in the direction of the sedan chair.

After Qin Lianrui rudely carried the unconscious Li Jiafeng, he took the lead in keeping up with Ning Yunrui's pace.

Seeing this, everyone who still had questions had no choice but to put aside their doubts for the time being and followed one after another.

Soon, everyone returned to the sedan chair, and the whole process was very calm, and there was no accident.

"Go in first. Ning Yunrui, who didn't walk into the sedan chair in a hurry, turned around and greeted everyone, as if she was stunned, staring intently at the stone monument in front of the lake in the distance.

Jia Puyue, who noticed the abnormality, just wanted to step forward to ask Ning Yunrui, but was forcibly pulled into the sedan chair by Qin Lianrui.

"Divine Delusion Hall Burial Spirit Lake?" Forty or fifty meters away, it was impossible to see the traces of the modification on the stone tablet, but even so, Ning Yunrui still couldn't help but say it.

Even the screams coming from the sedan chair were automatically filtered by Ning Yunrui.

But at this moment when Ning Yunrui was stunned, a huge arm condensed from an unknown number of corpses also poked out of the lake at an incredibly fast speed and attacked her with a fist.

"Whoever steps into the forbidden land, die!" accompanied by the momentum of the fist, there was another sentence that although the tone was solemn, the voices of men and women could not be heard.

Ning Yunrui, who was suppressed by this punch wind, had to face this punch head-on after she came to her senses, and she only had time to block the ethereal sword in front of her.

As soon as she came into contact with this punch, Ning Yunrui experienced the pain of shattering bones all over her body.

But not only did she not fall because of this, but even miraculously caught the punch.

But she was already bleeding from her mouth and nose, and she only insisted on taking a breath, and then retreated a few steps with blurred vision.

The strange thing is that the giant fist did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but only squirmed and retracted back into the lake.

That is, Ning Yunrui, who did not have complete bone support and no point of support, did not fall down for some reason.

She remained in her parrying position, standing in place like a sculpture.

And the people who entered the sedan chair also ran out in an orderly manner at this time.

Everyone noticed the blush at Ning Yunrui's feet for the first time.

At this moment, except for Yu Meimei's schadenfreude virtue, everyone has a distressed and abnormal expression.

Ning Yunrui, who seemed to feel something, turned her head to look hard, first opened her mouth with thick blood spitting, and then showed an ugly smile.

Looking at the lip shape, it seems to be: "Go back." ”

Immediately after, the giant fist poked out of the lake as fast as lightning again, and struck towards Ning Yunrui again.

Perhaps, Ning Yunrui chose to dodge instead of blocking the punch at the beginning, and she would not have fallen into the desperate situation she is in now.

But the people behind her will be attacked by this punch because of this.

This was clearly not what she wanted to see, so she chose to parry.

Before she could touch the second punch, Ning Yunrui was oppressed by this suffocating fist and fainted.

When she woke up, she was surprised to find herself standing intact in a white space, confronting the ever-changing shadows of the Seven Paths.

Not only that, but she also felt an incomparably abundant power surging in her body.

She even had the illusion that she could crush the stars with one foot.

And those seven strange shadows seem to be being rejected by the world.

But before Ning Yunrui could think about anything more, these seven shadows rushed towards her at the same time.

It's just that when she just wanted to put on her signature battle stance, she was horrified to find that she couldn't control her body at all.

But just as the shadows were about to rush in front of her, her sword-holding left hand involuntarily held the ethereal sword in front of her.

Immediately after, she again uncontrollably stretched out her right index finger and made a sharp cut on the blade.

Her blood, as soon as it appeared on the blade, was absorbed by the Ethereal Sword.

Next, she grasped the ethereal sword again and stabbed it into the ground in one fell swoop.

With the sound of a crisp sword, seven colorful circular planes that rippled like a lake appeared in the air.

And the seven shadows also looked up into the air at this time, and saw their expressions of fear through the black that covered their whole bodies.

In the next moment, Ning Yunrui was surprised to find that she had returned to Titan.

And the galloping giant fist also appeared in her field of vision again at this time.

She didn't have time to think about it, and after hurriedly repeating the previous hand-cutting action, she stabbed the ethereal sword into the ground.

Immediately after, a colored plane appeared above the lake.

But the appearance of this plane obviously failed to stop the bombardment of this punch.

The giant fist was still rushing forward.

But just when Ning Yunrui was about to forcibly block this punch again, a variable appeared.

I saw that the tip of a sword belonging to the Ethereal Sword was magnified thousands of times, and after being magnified thousands of times, it manifested and stabbed from that plane.

This huge arm, which was composed of countless corpses, was stabbed off by the tip of the sword without any suspense.

The water in the lake also changed from turquoise to blood red at this time.

And the giant fist that had become a rootless tree was also easily blocked by Ning Yunrui.

After about ten breaths, the ethereal tip of the spectacular and unusually ethereal sword dissipated into a little white light along with the colorful plane.

It's just that what Ning Yunrui didn't find was that the dragon eye and phoenix eye of the ethereal sword boring completely lost its brilliance and turned into a copper-like texture.

"What did you just see?" Turning to look at the people walking towards him, Ning Yunrui asked first.

"That's what you saw, but how did you recover, Rui Rui, and even the blood on your body and on the ground is gone!" Jia Puyue replied with a puzzled face, and then asked with great concern.