Chapter Seventy-Three

As a result of the examination, Sun Haoran's face was like ashes, and his whole person looked like a boiled prawn. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The gray-white hair replaced the original dark and shiny hair, and the wrinkles all over his body made Sun Haoran look fifty years old in an instant.

"Haha, hahaha..." At this time, Sun Haoran did not pass out because he lost a lot of mental power, but raised his head and laughed, laughing and laughing, his voice became more and more hoarse, and he also grew old, until in the end, Sun Haoran's voice completely became Lin Yantang's voice.

"In the end, I won, I won! Hahaha..."

The old Sun Haoran slowly straightened up, opened a pair of sunken eyes, and stared at Luo Jiang: "Luo Liang, you didn't expect it, you never dreamed of it, in the end, I won." ”

Lin Yantang's voice became more and more excited, and the body that originally belonged to Sun Haoran couldn't support it and softened.

Falling to the ground hard, Lin Yantang still laughed freely: "I won, in the end I won, haha... Hahaha..."

Seeing Lin Yantang behaving like this, Luo Jiang once thought that Lin Yantang was crazy, but just when Luo Jiang wanted to get close to Lin Yantang, who had fallen to the ground and seemed to have completely lost his combat effectiveness, an accident happened.

Lin Yantang, who was still unsteady on his feet just now, actually stood up trembling again, and this time, Lin Yantang's deep-sunken eye sockets actually flashed with a strange light.

It was a blood-red glow that made people's hearts palpitate. Luo Jiang had never seen it, and he hadn't even heard of it.

"Luo Liang, run, Lin Yantang's condition is not right!"

Just when Luo Jiang was still hesitating what to do, Du Yue, who didn't know when he would wake up, suddenly opened his mouth to remind.

"Yes, okay, I see. ”

Taking advantage of the fact that Lin Yantang had not yet been completely controlled by the strange blood-red light, Luo Jiang didn't say a word, picked up Du Yue and ran away. Although there was no longer one in ten, Luo Jiang still tried his best to wrap the remaining mental power on his feet to increase his running speed.

However, Rao is like this, Luo Jiang is still one step slower than Lin Yantang, who doesn't know what the hell is going on.

Just when Luo Jiang thought that he was about to run into the forest and could rely on the endless trees to hide, Lin Yantang's figure finally appeared in front of Luo Jiang.

"If you want to run, it's not that easy! Step into the territory of the mountain spirits, and you will only have a dead end!"

What is that? Luo Jiang turned his head and turned his inquiring gaze to Du Yue.

Du Yue has been to this spiritual domain more than once, and even if he can't enter the spiritual domain, Du Yue is constantly trying to collect relevant information here, so among the people present, if even Du Yue doesn't know, I'm afraid no one will know.

Sure enough, Du Yue lived up to expectations.

"The mountain spirit is a product of ancient legends, and legend has it that every spiritual domain formed by a mountain will give birth to a mountain spirit. But the mountain spirits are generally very docile, and even if they are met by someone who is destined, they will not make any attempt to kill the enemy who enters his territory. This guy doesn't seem to be a mountain spirit at all. ”

As soon as Du Yue's words were finished, Luo Jiang heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears.

"No, it's a mountain spirit, it's just that the legend is not perfect, it can produce the spiritual domain of the mountain spirit, once the mountain spirit is generated, it is twin, a red mountain spirit condenses evil in one, controls the trap in the spiritual domain, controls the beast, and prevents the invasion of the enemy, a white mountain spirit, controls the laws of the spiritual domain, and saves the wounded. And what Du Yue said just now is just a record of the white mountain spirit, and now in front of us, the guy who occupies Sun Haoran's body should be the red mountain spirit that rarely appears. ”

The person who spoke was none other than Luo Jiang's foreign aid Xu Fan.

Long before entering the spiritual domain, Luo Jiang had asked Du Yue if there was any way to contact each other in the spiritual domain. Du Yue denied that he didn't.

Actually, there is this way, but Du Yue can't find the kind of thing that can be connected with each other, this kind of thing is rare, and it can be said that it was not uncommon hundreds of years ago. But it's not unusual, by now, on the water blue star, this kind of thing has been completely extinct.

And coincidentally, Lin Qiuping has exactly two.

This thing is called a trumpet flower, and it is a plant. When you are alive, the trumpet flower that is more than three years old, after blooming, will blow the small trumpet with your mental power. Although this fluctuation of telekinesis is very slight and difficult for ordinary people to detect, it is surprising how far it spreads.

After this kind of thing was discovered, it was widely used, and soon, due to the excessive harvesting of human beings and the inability to cultivate artificially, this kind of thing became history and became a treasure.

In order to allow Xu Fan to help Luo Jiang as much as possible, before leaving, Lin Qiuping deliberately handed over the two trumpet flowers to Luo Jiang and Xu Fan respectively.

Now, the trumpet flower finally came in handy, and Xu Fan arrived at the last moment.

"Red Mountain Spirit, you know, tell me what to do with it!"

Luo Jiang couldn't wait, he didn't have much mental power left, and he was seriously injured, the recovery of his mental power had basically stopped, and the current situation, if he delayed it any longer, it would definitely be of no benefit to Luo Jiang.

"Red Mountain Spirits have been imprisoned by the spiritual domain almost since they were born, and they rarely break the lock of mental power. ”

"What did you say?"

Du Yue and Luo Jiang spoke almost in unison.

Mental power lock, the red mountain spirit was actually locked by the mental power lock, doesn't that mean that this damn red mountain spirit was released by himself?

"What's the matter, do you not understand my expression?" Xu Fan looked coldly at Lin Yantang, who had been possessed in front of him, and didn't even look at Du Yue and Luo Jiang.

"No, you're saying that this thing was originally locked behind a telekinesis lock?"

"Yes, since this thing was born, it has been sealed by the telekinesis lock created by the spiritual domain, unless the telekinesis lock is opened, this kind of thing can be released, but I don't know..."

Before Xu Fan's words were finished, Luo Jiang stomped his foot: "Damn, it seems that we released this thing, that cave is where this thing is sealed!"

"What cave?" Xu Fan was confused, but with Du Yue's cleverness, he had already understood.

"In this way, the so-called relics of the gods are fake?" When Du Yue asked this sentence, the whole person looked unusually low.

After all, examining the relics of the gods was the ultimate goal of Du Yue's entry into the spiritual domain.

"I can't say that, I once saw Sun Haoran holding a villa model studying, thinking that thing should be a relic left by the god of examining, as for why the relic was placed in the place where the red mountain spirit was sealed, I want to consider it for absolute safety. ”

Luo Jiang touched his chin: "In that case, I think this mountain spirit shouldn't be very difficult to deal with." (To be continued.) )