The purple-gray mist rampaged through the space, and a ghostly cloud flew freely in the space. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fragments of ice slag fell from the sky, and before they reached the ground, they had decayed into water vapor.

The visibility in the space was only ten meters, and Ghost Xuan was like a cheetah hiding in the grass, ready to launch a surprise attack at any time.

The resentful spirits swimming around "Huh" suddenly converged into a yellow skeletal palm and slammed down from above.

"Martial Arts - Ice Wall!"

The watchman quickly condensed into a wall above his head with the strange flow of air around him.

The ice wall turned into countless sharp slags of ice, hidden in purple-gray gas.

A flash of lightning flashed in the darkness, and an additional scar appeared on the watchman's arm.

The watchman who has no vision cannot predict the movements of the ghost and can only become a target for being shot by arrows.

"Snow and ice!" The hundred-zhang frozen space spread out again, and his vision recovered slightly, and the watchman saw the dagger that Ghost Xuan shot from the left.

He clasped his fingers between them, and with a wave of his right arm, rows of icicles rose from the ground.

Ghost Xuan jumped violently at the top of the icicle, and with the hook of the watchman's fingers, a icicle about ten feet thick burst out, blocking the path of Ghost Xuan's progress.

The latter kept kicking on the icicles with both feet and jumped back with the force.

As his right arm stretched out, the purple-gray gas decayed the ice at this moment, and a huge death jaw condensed into his fingertips, biting into the icicles.

The rushing Oni Xuan shook away the shattered ice slag around him and let out an evil smile.

Wangshou frowned slightly, it could not be denied that the decay ability of this space was very amazing, and it might be the martial art of the ghost Xuan pressing the bottom of the box.

He wouldn't last more than ten seconds before he would turn into water again.

The water vapor and purple-gray gas were intertwined, and the vision in front of him became blurred again, and the figure of Ghost Xuan disappeared in front of the watchman's eyes again.

"It's a terrifying barrier indeed. ”

A slender icicle grows rapidly like a spring bamboo shoot breaking through the ground, and the top of the watchman is high.

"But if you get out of this space, there's not much point in what you're doing. ”

Five seconds, six seconds, seven seconds, eight seconds......

The watchman's heart suddenly accelerated, which was unbelievable.

The icicles had already towered into the air for more than three hundred zhang, and with the ability of a four-star hunter of about four star in the Ghost Xuan, it was impossible to have such a strong spiritual power and source power to maintain a three-hundred-zhang radius of the enchantment.

Nine-second ......

The heart of the watchman hangs in his throat!

Ten seconds......

"Wouldn't she, she comprehend the heart?" The blue sand armor quickly appeared all over her body, firmly covering her body.

A gust of gloomy wind struck from his back, and as soon as the watchman turned his head, the Sorrowful Sword in Ghost Xuan's hand had already pierced through the blue sand armor and pierced through his left shoulder.

The surrounding wind howled, and the resentful spirits turned into a tornado hurricane, resisting the warden's abdomen.

The powerful force caused the icicles under the feet of the watchman to shatter one by one, and the violent friction evaporated the solid ice, emitting bubbling white vapor.

"Boom!" Wangshou smashed a huge crater with a radius of five or six meters on the ground, but he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and the moment he landed, the flying sickle foot kept changing, and he retreated dozens of feet.

Ghost Xuan, who had followed the guard, pounced, but instead of being annoyed, she smiled playfully.

In between breaths, she stood behind the watchman and grinned, "The resentful spirits of this king fill the entire space, and I am of the same heart as them.

As long as you are in the decay space, I can correctly locate you in the right direction.

It makes no sense to run away. ”

The watchman patted the dirt on his body, bit his fingers, shook his head helplessly, and used his strongest martial art when fighting with the ghost warrior: "Extreme Modeling Technique - Bloody Soldiers." ”

A majestic blue unicorn appeared behind the guard like a guard, with silver claws and golden teeth, and let out a slight thunderous roar.

"It's pointless to resist. ”

The watchman's successive eating deflated made Ghost Xuan more and more confident in his ability.

Over time, she has fully adapted to the body, learning about its structure and its strengths and weaknesses.

She could feel herself getting stronger.

"You should have sensed why you couldn't escape my decaying space.

Because I'm the center of this space, they move as I move.

As long as I follow you and keep a relative distance, you will not be able to see the sun outside until you die. ”

Ghost Xuan couldn't close his mouth with a smile, his black hair was like an empty bird with an open screen, flying in all directions, and the tip of the mournful sword was dripping with red blood, making a terrible long roar.

"You really don't have common sense, I'll give you some science. ”

The watchman spoke approvingly: "The space is still, like a mountain or a lake, we can go out of the mountains and forests and swim to the shore.

But if a cultivator can make the space move with him, we call this space a realm, and a cultivator calls it a heart. A moving mountain, a flowing river, it's really hard to escape.

Even I haven't reached this realm, I can't imagine that you have this strength. ”

Ghost Xuan heard the praise of the watchman, and was even more arrogant, for her.

Whether it's space and realm just different names, being able to get praise from this human who has always looked down on himself is indeed some kind of achievement.

"If you know you can't get out, why are you dying?"

After being excited, Ghost Xuan was dissatisfied and asked, she wanted to see the lookout begging for mercy and bowing his head.

The king should be high, respected, and feared. "What do you mean to be dying?" said the warden with a disdainful smile.

"The Realm of Decay has more than just the ability to obscure vision and decay.

The air you inhale is mixed with resentment and is more hallucinating, and it should be time for it to work.

You have a huge source power, and you have been using ice crystal armor to protect your body, although the speed of ice decay cannot keep up with the speed at which the armor is condensing.

But if you're not sober, the speed of styling will be greatly reduced, right?"

The moment the fourth ice unicorn condensed into shape from the watchman's body, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and the entire space seemed to be spinning.

Headless knights, red-clad ghosts, hunting werewolves, shriveled corpses roared, swayed, sang and danced before his eyes.

The vivid picture of a lustful woman, a dazzling array of delicacies beating in front of you, and piles of jewelry shining dazzlingly.

Fear, temptation, perversion, beauty, and strange visions swirl in Wangshou's mind, which are the living memories of dead resentful spirits, cluttering against Wangshou's own mind.

"It's really unpleasant!" the watchman shook his head, sat cross-legged in place, and closed his eyes slightly.

"Do you still have the leisure to meditate?"

Ghost Xuan was stunned for a moment, and the majestic anger overflowed like a mountain and a sea: "It's okay to pretend, this king will send you back to the west." ”

She leaps down, screaming and sparkling.

The three-headed ice unicorn met Ghost Xuan like lightning, opened its mouth to bite the Sorrowful Sword, shook its huge head, and threw Ghost Xuan aside.

Their blood-red eyes were like demonic flames, and they stood guard around the perimeter of the watchman, showing their determination to defend their master.

Why are they in the realm of decay and yet still able to maintain their shape?

Ghost Xuan looked at it and suddenly found that there were several tiny silk threads connected between the ice qilin and the guard's fingers

。 And it's not that they're not decaying, they're shrinking at a slow rate.

"The body continuously delivers source power to it, and at the same time, it also injects essence blood to enhance its resistance, so it can resist like this!"

Ghost Xuan analyzed the situation on the field and understood why the ice and snow space could quickly disintegrate, but these ice unicorns could struggle to support it.

The Ice Qilin and the Ghost Xuan stood together, they had an independent consciousness, their movements were agile, and they were not as easy to deal with as expected.

The claws and swords clashed constantly, the light and shadow flickered, and sparks flew everywhere.

The ice unicorn spits out solid ice and freezes everything along the way.

Dozens of resentful spirits were constantly interfering beside her, and Ghost Xuan cut off the leg of one ice unicorn with one sword, but the other ice unicorn unconsciously detoured behind her.

The moment the teeth touched the flesh, the ice qilin condensed rapidly, and the powerful source force suddenly compressed to the limit, sending out a violent explosion.

The ground shakes, the mountains shake, and the yellow sand splashes.

The cracks in the earth spread like spider silk.

"If you are bitten, it will explode?"

Ghost Xuan quickly flew out of the flames, the dust resting on the perfect pretty face, and there was a hint of vigilance in the bleak eyes.

The Ice Qilin grew smaller and smaller as time passed, and its strength weakened with it.

The cautious Ghost Xuan was no longer reckless, but manipulated the sound of resentful spirits to attack everywhere.

Or turn into entangled vines to tie the limbs of the ice qilin, or turn into a huge cage to imprison the freedom of the ice qilin, and the huge skull devours it, and Ghost Xuan takes the opportunity to attack.

The successive slashes were endless, and between breaths, hundreds of swords danced, and the ice qilin was cut into pieces.

The other ice qilin bit the resentful spirit and exploded, and the air flow shook away the surrounding ghosts, revealing the figure of the ghost xuan.

The last ice unicorn roared angrily and pounced fiercely!

"Must be hit!" Ghost Xuan, who was up and down in his heart, threw out the sorrowful roar in his hand, cutting off the source silk thread linking Wangshou and the Ice Qilin.

The moment the ice qilin bit Ghost Xuan's neck, it was decayed into a cloud of white vapor.

The frightened Ghost Xuan gently stroked his chest and stared at Wangshou viciously: "It's finally you, this time, what means do you have?"

The watchman took a long breath, and mist-like flowing ice flowers suddenly appeared on his body.

There is a flame burning in the blue ice, like a sexy and voluptuous woman dancing on a diamond-like stage.

The ice flowers sometimes turn blue, sometimes red, sometimes with a palpitating cold, sometimes with a scorching heat.

The resentful spirits around Ghost Xuan trembled, and they hurriedly fled from the guards and retreated behind Ghost Xuan.

The watchman stretched, and the resentful spirits and dead qi that invaded his body were steamed and burned by the scorching flames, and both the headless horseman with teeth and claws and the beautiful young man with a living color disappeared from his eyes.

Vampires have the ability to devour everything, and the watchman licks his lips, feeling that these wraiths are as delicious as snacks.

Ghost Xuan was stunned for a moment, his tone trembled a little, and he spit out three words in shock: "Flame Ice?"