Chapter 132: Array and Demon

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It was a black light, but it was like a bright silk, and neither silk nor rapids were contaminated with murderous aura. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, from between Xia He's eyebrows, it seemed like a rapid, and the black light like silk was full of murderous aura, and the momentum of the fourth realm was unreserved, as if he really wanted to kill that person.

But maybe that black light kills people very well, one kills one accurately, but the person in the red mist is not a real person, but a ghost, or a ghost that has been around for a hundred years, the black light can kill people, but it can't kill ghosts.

The black light slid straight towards the figure, but it also went straight through the figure.

The figure was just a layer of red mist, and the black light could only pierce the red mist, but it could not kill the red mist.

The figure still didn't continue, not because the black light hurt him, but because he understood what Xia He meant.

"You're really anxious, just leave your sister there, and then you come here, and I'll teach you how to save people. The man in the figure laughed. Although I couldn't see his face, the tone of his voice was full of smiles, playful smiles.

Xia He didn't think much about it, so he carefully put away his sister's completely cold body as he said, and walked to the side of the figure.

There is no need to say a word here, you don't need to speak to kill someone, you don't need to talk to save people, as for trusting a person, you need to say something, but if there is only one way in front of a person, then you don't need to speak to trust a person.

Xia He has no other way, he only believes in that person's words in front of him, he really likes his sister to the bones, even if he exchanges his life for him, he does not hesitate, and now it is not his life that he wants, just a little trust.

The red figure didn't seem to think that Xia He trusted him so much, and as if he thought of the reason why Xia He trusted himself so much, he didn't say a word, just watched Xia He walk to his side.

He didn't have eyes, but Xia He still felt his eyes fall on him, and a poor scholar he met when he saw the red mist not long ago also gave him this feeling.

Xia He finally remembered who the figure in front of him was, the one he thought had disappeared.

It's just that Xia He just thought that he was the poor scholar in the red mist, but he didn't continue to think about it, because the figure continued.

"Next, go ahead, and use the true essence of your whole body to communicate with that magic circle. ”

I didn't see any movement from the poor sour scholar, but the one-eyed fish hidden next to him swung its tail, and what stirred up was not flowing water, but a magic circle.

The magic circle and the formation are all the same thing, they are all a kind of cultivation things that those cultivators use to enhance themselves, but the existence of the magic circle is extremely rare, and it mostly existed hundreds or even thousands of years ago, and in recent decades, due to some reasons, the existence of the magic circle has been greatly reduced, and only some ancient buildings still retain such similar things.

But that's for later.

What was in front of Xia He now was a real formation.

It was a mysterious and mysterious character, and even if Xia He looked at it carefully, the character could not be seen very clearly, not because Xia He's eyesight was not good, but that the magic circle was so mysterious that it seemed to be alive, and it had a different shape every time he looked at it.

If it was usual, Xia He didn't mind looking at it for a while, and it was even possible to fully understand that magic circle, but now he was not in the mood or time, and he didn't even ask a question, and a black brilliance from the center of his eyebrows fell on that magic circle.

It is not carried with murderous aura, but with the purest power. There is always something different between the power used to kill people and the power used to save people.

And it's easier to kill people than to save them.

Therefore, killing people only requires a knife, and saving people requires a person or a ghost, all the true elements, and a magic circle that is difficult to find in the world.

"Tut-tut, that's decisive. The poor scholar seemed to appreciate Xia He's lack of hesitation, but he also knew that his current lack of hesitation and decisiveness was only because he had no other way.

If there is no other way, he has to ask for a way, even if that solution is the way that others talk nonsense, he has to believe it.

Therefore, the person who has no way is pitiful, and the person who has no way and has to ask for a solution is even more pitiful, because the person he asks for may require him to pay some price, it may be a word, it may be a promise, it may be something more important, such as his life.

Although he was long gone, he was now just a ghost, a living ghost.

Xia He is really like a lonely ghost now, he is unkempt, his eyes are dull, he has no popularity at all, and even the true elements that can shock those people, those who can make him look a little angry have also left him and injected into that formation.

The formation that was originally not angry and unpopular absorbed those true elements and became a little angry.,The characters who were originally like formations that were going to come alive now really seem to have come to life.。

Not only came to life, but he seemed to be able to say something, as if there was a villain in the formation muttering, the voice was very subtle, only Xia He could hear it, but it was obvious that it was far away from Xia He, and a figure farther away from that formation could also hear the sound of murmuring.

How could he know that the figure could also hear such a deep voice, of course he wouldn't say, it could only be because the circle belonged to him, and the voice in the circle belonged to him, even his own voice.

Xia He still couldn't hear it very clearly, probably because another voice broke into his ears at the same time.

"Remember, opening this circle proves that you have agreed to my conditions, then your life belongs to me, are you still willing to continue?"

This is still the voice from the red figure, Xia He listened, knowing that this time the way to save people was just a transaction, and what he got was his sister's life, and what he paid was his own life, he didn't know what the use of that figure needed the life of a lifeless ghost like himself, but he had no choice, since he had no choice, the only choice was the best choice.

The true yuan on his body was still continuously injected into the magic circle, without a trace of condensation, which was also his answer.

"Good, not bad, not bad. Then you can get started, but one last piece of advice, he is a demon, a real demon who leads people into darkness. ”

Demon, Xia He has never heard of what a demon is, he has only heard of a demon, it is an existence that belongs to the extreme evil, and he doesn't know what the relationship between that magic circle and demons is.

But he soon knew what the demon had to do with the circle, and he knew what the demon was.

Demons, they are creatures of another world, they eat people, they eat human souls.

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