In the ghost domain, there are vast clouds, and the entire sky is covered by the silence of dusk. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Chu Ling took the owl to organize everyone, dragged his tired body, and walked on the vast wasteland, like a floating float without roots, under a vast evening cloud, these twenty or so people looked very small.

It has been three days since he escaped from the corpse soup pool, and in these three days, Xie Bi'an was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, falling dead behind them, and his ghost would not disperse.

More than a dozen attacks that bordered on harassment made Chu Ling and them unbearable and physically and mentally exhausted.

"Stop, stop. ”

In the twilight of the team, Sangkong suddenly screamed wildly.

Everyone stopped and looked at him weakly.

Although Sang Kong's face was also tired, his eyes were full of resentment, he opened his arms, stopped in front of everyone, and said, "I can't continue to walk in this direction." ”

Saying that, Sang Kong stared at Chu Ling resentfully, and said, "It's all your fault, if you hadn't insisted on choosing to go in this direction, we wouldn't have been forced to be like this by those little ghosts." ”

This route was indeed chosen and adhered to by Chu Ling.

There are two reasons for this.

First, he felt Ning Tianshi's breath, and in this direction, he knew that once he found Ning Tianshi, all the problems he had now would be easily solved.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Xie Bi'an's pursuit and killing would be so crazy, it was simply at any cost.

Second, Xie Bi'an's madness strengthened Chu Ling's belief.

At the end of this road, there must be some secrets, Xie Bi'an regarded them as forbidden and refused to let Chu Ling and them see them, so they launched such a crazy bombardment.

Otherwise, Xie Bi'an can play the game of catching turtles in the urn, slowly close the net, and minimize the loss.

Because of these two considerations, Chu Ling insisted on choosing this path.

However, after more than a dozen hard battles, everyone was already exhausted and their faith was shaken.

Sangkong's words provoked many people's careful thinking, and some people have already begun to doubt whether Chu Ling's choice is correct.

In view of Chu Ling's previous performance, no one has stood up to echo Sang Kong and oppose Chu Ling for the time being, but the sluggish silence has already shown that many people are shaken.

Not to be outdone, Sang Kong shouted at everyone: "Are you all stupid? Do you want to continue to make mistakes again and again on this wrong path? If you continue to walk, all of us will die? Do you all have to follow him to death?"

Sang Kong pointed at Chu Ling angrily, scolding angrily, and under his angry expression, he showed a faint treacherous smile.

Under the influence of Sangkong, everyone also looked at Chu Ling.

Chu Ling shook his head solemnly and said, "I will continue on this road, if you want, follow it." ”

For Chu Ling's hardness that he didn't explain, everyone was very helpless, and they all turned their heads to look at the gods.

This old guy has a divine expression on his face, completely like an outsider, in the past few days of more than a dozen battles, every time the god of the devil looks at self-preservation, even if he sees that the disciples of some of the owl organizations are in danger, he will never intervene, and he is determined to be a bystander.

But this time, everyone looked at him with burning eyes, but the god of the owl unexpectedly expressed his position, he also nodded at Chu Ling without explanation, and said to everyone: "Don't ask, follow him!"

Sang Kong was dumbfounded, he didn't know why the god of the gods would support Chu Ling so much, but since the gods of the gods had spoken, he had nothing to say, and the usurpation of power failed again, so he had to follow Chu Ling in despair.

After walking for a short time, a sharp whistling sound broke through the air from a distance, enveloping an irresistible force.

"Enemy Attack !!"

The alert Chu Ling reacted immediately, and roared angrily around his neck, and everyone in the Xiao organization immediately entered a fighting state and quickly formed a circle.

I have to say that these dozen or so hard battles, large and small, have indeed made everyone's cooperation improve rapidly.

"Bang!"

A translucent blade roared and exploded above everyone's heads, spreading a cloud of white mist and enveloping everyone.

There was a commotion in the white mist, and with a "boom", a thin blade tore through the white mist, directly hitting Chu Ling, silently, like a ghostly flash, weird and inexplicable.

"Whew!"

Chu Ling took a deep breath, his abdomen swelled like a bag, he opened his mouth and spit out suddenly, and a violent wind blew out from the depths of his throat, bringing out two small tornadoes.

The white mist rolled away, and Xie Bi'an's translucent figure suddenly appeared, he wrapped two strands of filaments in his hands, and when he raised his hand, the two strands of filaments immediately tightened like long steel needles, cutting the space, and causing a slight ripple.

"Xie Bi'an!"

Chu Ling's tone was a little excited, but also a little guarded.

In the first dozen or so hard battles, Xie Bi'an never showed up, which made Chu Ling, who planned to capture the thief and capture the king first, feel helpless.

Now that Xie Bi'an has appeared, he must be able to do a one-time break.

What made him uneasy was that since Xie Bi'an had already come out, it proved that this one was probably a decisive battle.

In the moment of Chu Ling's thoughts, Xie Bi'an's hands rotated, and the two filaments circled rapidly, and the space was constantly divided, but it slowly healed, like a wire cutting through mercury.

"Roar!"

Chu Ling didn't hold much back, with a roar, his spine burst out, turning into two violent bone dragons, and he clicked towards Xie Bi'an with a big mouth.

The skeletons of the two bone dragons were thick, and there was a layer of dim copper light attached to the originally white bones at this time, full of metallic texture, cold and gloomy.

Xie Bi'an snorted coldly, flicked his fingers with both hands, and the two thin lines straightened up and turned into an oddly long steel needle, which easily passed through the gap between the bone dragons, like lightning, and pierced into Chu Ling's shoulders.

Suddenly, Chu Ling only felt as if there was a slight burst of electricity flowing through his body, and half of his body was numb.

"Not good!"

Chu Ling's heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the water, and he finally realized that these two thin wires were not just as simple as sharp cutting magic weapons.

"Haha, I don't think I can do it, dare to fight against the soul silk with my body, and wait to drink and hate it!" Xie Bi'an's sinister laughter came.

"Soul Fishing Silk?"

Chu Ling's eyes lit up, in myths and legends, the gods set up the Three Realms and Six Realms, after the death of people, the good people died in bliss, and the wicked passed through the Styx River and flowed into the Nine Hells.

But although there is no favoritism, there are also omissions.

So according to legend, there are anglers in the hope of the Styx, who specialize in the hope of the Styx to hang down the soul fishing silk and save the good souls who strayed into the Styx.

Therefore, the power of soul fishing silk lies not in its sharpness, but in its restraint on the soul.

And at this moment, there were two soul fishing wires that pierced into Chu Ling's body.

A wave of dizziness came up, and Chu Ling felt a little dim in front of him, as if there was a force that was constantly pulling his soul out......