In the dark night sky, I can't see half of the light, and the ink-like blackness makes people feel a little uncomfortable, and the cold in my heart rises sharply.

And in the night sky, thousands of miles below the ground, purple, golden, earthy yellow, all kinds of light flickering and flickering, flashing and flashing, but the most incomprehensible thing is that under the light of light, countless black shadows are scurrying in the sky, there is no source, the brighter the light, the more urgent, the more ghosts.

After a few pillars of incense, several people were a little tired, panting slightly, and their hearts were extremely uncomfortable, they never thought that the ghosts they encountered were so difficult, so weird, and so terrifying.

"No, let's stop first", the people who were originally blushing and thick-necked looked at each other when they heard this, their eyes were confused, but they also slowly stopped their movements, ready to listen to Yan Mengran's next words first.

However, the next moment, the ghost creature smiled "hehe", "What a group of waste, humans are really low-level ants, low-level creatures." ”

The people who wanted to stop fell into anger again, the aura of the whole body gathered, and the dazzling and gorgeous light shot out, like meteors, like flowing clouds, like huge nets, but the figure of the ghost thing was able to disperse, turn into black spots, dodge all kinds of packages, drill through the gaps, and finally gathered, and was already free.

"Stop first, keep your sanity, don't be confused by ghosts", Yan Mengran reminded again, but unfortunately it was useless, a little weird, it stands to reason that a small agitation method, or the simplest verbal attack, actually made everyone fall into anger and lose their minds, it is incredible.

Yan Mengran sat cross-legged with the guqin in her hand on her lap.

The ghosts seemed to have been checked, and countless ghosts and shadows stepped forward, stretching out countless tiny tentacles, as if to kill them, but Yan Mengran was not afraid, his eyes did not blink, he completely ignored the ghosts, leisurely, the movements in his hands were not fast or slow, the guqin sounded again, the notes were flowing freely, unrestrained, melodious like a spring in the mountains, flowing loudly, from time to time naughtily stirring up the waves, touching the stones on the shore, saying hello, whispering, and then continuing to flow forward.

The bloodshot in the ghost's scarlet pupils slowly spread around, and his face looked a little anxious, and then there was a ghost crying wolf, and the sound was loud, overshadowing the graceful and elegant sound of the piano.

Yan Mengran was not in a hurry or slow, she was already calm, the piano sound was brisk, the notes were jumping, the two were competing, one after another, the roar around was becoming more and more fierce, everyone's eyes showed a deep tiredness, a mouthful of white breath came out, and there were different degrees of convulsions all over the body, but they still kept swaying their aura, as if they were dying.

Yang Wei's heart is bright, no better than others, this kind of weirdness has long been known in his chest, but he will plan it and see how it acts, after all, he doesn't know how to solve the dilemma, he can only take one step at a time, and hit it by surprise at a critical moment.

After observing again and again, I finally found that these ghosts are not real ghosts at all, they are just ghosts, but how can they be confused with the truth, and they can unconsciously deceive people's minds.

More importantly, how to solve this game, it is difficult to go deep alone and seize the opportunity of this Lei Zun, I think I am a little impatient, but the next moment it dies down, and the crisis behind is a little difficult to speculate, and the ghost world is too psychedelic, so people can never feel at ease.

If you can go together, at least there is a cover, then the enemy's attention is distracted, there are many targets, and then whether it is fighting or fleeing, the chances will be much greater, as for the chance, with young capital, it is not enough to defeat those old guys, and I don't believe it if I am killed.

What's more, Wang Honor's life-saving grace, the method of sacrificing his life to save each other, made him unforgettable, and he had already regarded it as a friend of life and death in his heart, plus this group of people, although the relationship is not deep, but they are already familiar with it, how can they give it up.

Yan Mengran's face was a little pale, and the sound of the ghost's fangs faintly overshadowed her, so that her piano sound could not wake up the people who were obsessed with killing at all, and she sank into her own world, occasionally a few smiles appeared at the corners of her mouth, as if she had already destroyed the enemy.

Yang Wei took everything in his eyes, spiritual power, at this moment, finally a little clear, the reason why he and Yan Mengran were not affected by ghosts was probably because of spiritual power, and others must be deeply disturbed by spiritual power and could not extricate themselves.

Surrounded by a magnificent breath of extinguishing flames, the red and glamorous fiery qi was released, and the figure slowly approached Yan Mengran, everything was unremarkable, like a mechanical shaking, and the next moment, a flame rushed out directly from his hand, his face was hideous and terrifying, like a demon, and his eyes were glowing with green light.

At a distance of less than three inches from Yan Mengran, he finally noticed it, but unfortunately the time was too late, and in a hurry, the Qianji bracelet changed instantly, turning into a green barrier, separated behind him.

"Bang bang ......", a series of flames smashed the barrier, the barrier was shattered instantly, the crimson brilliance hit the back directly, the flames suddenly flourished, leaving a bowl-sized hole in the middle of the clothes, revealing a scorched black, wisps of black smoke came out.

Yan Mengran was directly knocked away, fell from the air, and slammed into the ground, a mouthful of blood spit out, the whole person was stunned, looking at the person stupidly, his face was incredible, and his voice was a little hoarse, "How is it possible?"

Yang Wei also realized it, but it was too late, looking at the green and faint pupils, his face was hideous and distorted, and his face was full of black light, he had already noticed that this person was invaded by that evil, and he didn't know if he was a human or a ghost now?

Yan Yan was also a little dazed, and shouted sharply in his voice, "How is it possible, how can I be like this?"

Yang Wei is a little clear, maybe the current extinguishing of the flame is half human and half ghost, the invasion of evil spirits, it can't be solved in three or two clicks, Yan Mengran just helped him expel part of it, and the rest has penetrated deep into the soul and cannot be removed. Now he has fallen into half-madness and half-stupidity, sometimes sober, sometimes confused, even unable to control himself, in a state of confusion about what he has done.

Yang Wei's heart was a little solemn, but he still went his own way, swaying his aura, and passing the test in confusion, even at this moment, how to save Yan Mengran, how to wake up the people who were addicted to it and couldn't extricate themselves is the key to the key.

"Why, what the hell is it", Yan Yan looked at his hands in disbelief, his face was a little distorted, and there were bursts of resentment between his eyebrows, wrapping his body, and a wave of anger rushed out, and then the whole figure jumped into the deep night and disappeared, leaving only Yan Mengran's puzzled look.

Yan Mengran threw a pill into his mouth, his face was a little weak, his back was like fire, and the scorching fire gas poured into his body through his back, and a hot and blazing cramping pain in his heart was the meaning of fire.

Then he kept his mind tightly, didn't care about anything else, and turned a deaf ear to the people who fell into madness in the outside world, but as time went by, the people who fell into confusion became more and more psychedelic, more and more crazy, and finally I don't know who it was, and the aura in his hand surged towards Yan Mengran.

After Yan Mengran was attacked by the sneak attack just now, he was already a little vigilant, sensing that the crisis was coming, his figure moved again and again, retreated to the wall, and leaned back against the wall, so that the loopholes were reduced, and the thousand machine bracelets turned into a thick barrier in front of him.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Countless auras hit the green barrier, and countless green spots splashed out. Yan Mengran's palm was like soil, and countless branches grew in an instant, and the branches were intertwined with each other, forming a wooden wall, blocking waves of attacks, but his face was getting worse and worse, and his expression became more and more powerless.

Yang Wei has been in the dark, observing carefully, the moment everyone transferred the attack, in the interval of a few breaths, those ghosts were much less, just like when he attacked before, the more light burst out, the more ghostly, the more illusory, and more mysterious those ghosts became.

Could it be related to light, the more the light, the more ghosts, and even the attack is only a phantom, not a real body at all, it will be so magical, and the impenetrable attack is useless, but how can the other party confuse the real with the fake? How to make everyone fall into an illusion and be uncontrollable?

Yang Wei carefully hung the three ghost shadows, and was suddenly startled, although the ghost shadows are ever-changing, but only the pair of bloody eyes have not changed, they are cold and cruel from beginning to end, staring deeply at themselves and others, the pair of blood pupils in the eye sockets flickering up and down, flickering left and right, like a swinging clock, infinitely enlarged with the overlapping space.

Yang Wei pretended not to know, thinking about how to act in his heart, he was already prostrate, hidden deep under the mask of madness, his eyes kept turning, but the figure was unconsciously close to a pair of blood pupils.

Taking advantage of the fact that the blood pupil was focusing on Yan Mengran's body, a pair of vigorous and powerful hands suddenly stretched out, as fast as thunder and lightning, like a spring, the gold leaf on both arms shook, and with a sudden, the blood pupil was already in his hand.

There was a terrible and resentful roar in his hand, and a huge rebound came from the palm of his hand, and the strength of the struggle became stronger and stronger, but it was a pity that Yang Wei was so good, compared to aura, compared to realm, but in terms of strength, he was not afraid of anyone.

There was a crackling sound, the green tendons on Yang Wei's arms bulged, his five fingers kept rubbing, and the blood pupils in his palms were round and deflated, and the screams became more and more sharp, but Yang Wei didn't care.

Before the other two pairs of blood pupils became more angry, they stared at Yang Wei fiercely, and drops of blood-colored liquid rolled down from their eyes, sliding over the black shadow, "How can you be okay, do you also cultivate spiritual power, let it go quickly, otherwise it will definitely make you tear your soul apart and pull out your tongue."

Yang Wei didn't pay attention to it at all, could he still let go of the prey in his hand? Against himself, wouldn't that be a fool, his eyes were slightly condensed, and sure enough, as imagined, the key to this thing was the pair of blood pupils, and the countless scurrying black shadows suddenly decreased by one-third, and it seemed that it was the illusion shadow that was missing a pair of blood pupils.

"Hahahaha, a group of small characters who can't be on the stage, but they are just some unpopular moves, they dare to be so arrogant", Yang Wei looked at the blood pupil coldly, the strength in his hand became bigger and bigger, the power of the blood pupil in the palm of his hand became smaller and smaller, and even the voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was choked by the neck, unable to speak, holding his breath.