At night, the moon is shining.

Next to the airport, although the lights are as bright as day, everyone's hearts are like a tight string, and they dare not let go from beginning to end.

The hearse in the crematorium was also parked around the airport, and the hearse drivers were accustomed to it, but they were full of sadness.

They looked up.

They looked at the plane, which had already been yawed, and inexplicably returned to the course!

They got a message from the Los Angeles airport......

When the plane took off, the ghost general hid in the cabin and slaughtered and devoured the spirit.

All the passengers died, and few survived.

Just when the plane was about to crash, the ghost general seemed to have encountered the big weird one in the plane, and the two exerted their magical powers, and experienced a great battle unimaginable for the transcendental, and finally the ghost general was injured and retreated, far away from the void and disappeared, and the big weird one won!

But......

But deep down in their hearts, they are more dignified.

A master of the ghost general level, he can deal with it, but the big weird one ......

The reason why they are called the Great Weird is because they are weird, they are uncertain, and even the supernatural powers are nowhere to be found......

Such an existence is extremely tricky to deal with!

"Probably more hearses!"

Inside the hearse, a driver watched worriedly as the transcendents rushed into the cordon in spite of the obstacles, just to see the battle between the great strangers and the human powerhouse, and they sighed in their hearts.

Battle of the Mighty......

Divine powers burst out, and no matter how much spirit is a trace, it can become a sword that pierces people's souls!

These transcendent people who watch the excitement are not the fish in the pond that have been affected, and then, they become the customers of their funeral home.

He couldn't help but think of ten years ago!

Ten years ago......

The strong man of the human race, Xie Changkong fought with the big weird!

At the time of that battle, the spiritual sword pierced the sky, and the illusion of all things in heaven and earth fell into life, and many transcendent beings were involved in it, killing and wounding countless people, even the transcendents who were a few miles away were also affected.

That year......

The crematorium's crematorium was crowded, and all of them were full of mourning!

Unexpectedly, ten years later, these people seem to have forgotten about ......

………………………………

The plane fell.

Song Guozhu's heart collapsed.

In the airport, pieces of "obsidian" were set up in a very regular manner.

There are the Gathering Array that gathers aura and stabilizes the spirit, the "Destruction Array" that controls illusions and shatters the fog, and the "Trapped Immortal Array" that enhances the surrounding aura and provides divine powers to perform......

One formation after another is in the moonlight, waiting to be opened!

Song Guozhu didn't dare to be careless!

Ten years ago, in that big weird battle, he was also a participant!

That big weird, stepping into Yanjing from afar, came with the wind, and the voice was full of endless killing intent!

Although he was bare-handed, he could spit out thunder as soon as he opened it, and when he stepped on the ground with his hands, he could make the earth tremble, and his red eyes glared, and where he was stared at, there were layers of illusions, which made many strong people trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves!

The human powerhouse went forward one after another, and finally paid a great price, felling the strong man without a numerical control objective, and finally suppressed the big weird.

At that time, he was also deeply trapped in an endless illusion and couldn't extricate himself!

Song Guozhu exhaled deeply, although his spirit was tense, his expression became more and more indifferent!

Mankind!

Although he is weak at the moment, he will never be able to give in!

Yanjing is righteous and mighty, and at the foot of the imperial city, the luck is at its peak, and it can't tolerate the big weird person to invade again!

They must be suppressed!

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Array mage, get ready!"

"Open the spiritual eye and reflect the whole plane!"

"No matter how terrifying the situation is, no matter what illusion you encounter, you must remember that it is a world in the fog, and we must use our means to break through the fog!"

“……”

Voices appeared around the airport.

Those formation mages, all nervously staring at the cabin door open!

Song Guozhu's heart was about to freeze!

A tiny crack appeared on his forehead, and a flash of light burst out.

He opened his spiritual eyes!

The Eye of Heaven broke through all the fog, shone into the void, and pierced everything!

In this instant......

Song Guozhu's pupils shrank!

He saw that in the cabin, there were bursts of peaceful Sanskrit sounds, as if the holy light of the Tao was surrounding, filled with endless atmospheric luck.

What's going on?

He watched it all in disbelief......

Could it be that the Great Strange One came in the guise of a great power, as the God of the Buddha?

No way!

I majored in the Operational Spirit Heavenly Eye, and at this time I am already a master, even if it is a real one, the terrifying big weird person ten years ago, I can still see through the fog he created!

And what about him......

Song Guozhu's spirit condensed again, and the light of the Heavenly Eye almost condensed into an entity!

But then......

He just heard the Sanskrit sound more solemnly, and even the holy light around him became more and more pure, like the immortal above the nine heavens descending into the world, full of endless majesty, solemn and peaceful, so that he couldn't help but fall into it, as if he wanted to listen to its treasure avenue!

Impossible, not so, impossible, impossible!

Song Guozhu shook his head desperately!

He had heard the monks preach, and he had heard bursts of Sanskrit sounds, but he understood that this was not the Sanskrit sound of the Buddha!

Definitely not!

Subsequently......

At the entrance of the plane, an ordinary young man with luggage came out.

Is there still a living mouth in the plane?

This......

Obviously, before landing, he had already sensed that there was not much left of this plane!

Wait a minute!

Behind the young man, he followed ......

Zhou Bingyan of the Zhou family?

She's alive?

Zhou Bingyan kept talking around the ordinary young man, and the ordinary young man lowered his head and seemed to be in a hurry.

Song Guozhu's spiritual eyes stared at that ordinary young man, no matter how he stared, he couldn't see what his characteristics were!

Subsequently......

Song Guozhu saw someone come out again.

Is that!

Song Qing!

His grandson!

Song Qing is also alive?

Song Guozhu is unbelievable!

He was obviously below, watching Song Qing's spiritual body and soul being devoured by the ghost general with his spiritual eyes!

How can it be......

Could it be that he was possessed by some ghost and parasitized?

His face was frosty, staring at Song Qing.

At this moment, Song Qing followed Zhou Bingyan like a fart......

Song Guozhu's spiritual eye shrouded Song Qing, but he was shocked to find that Song Qing was not possessed, his soul seemed to be fine, and his spirit seemed to be ......

Wait a minute!

Song Guozhu saw that Song Qing's soul seemed to have become very weak, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time!

Followed by......

Song Guozhu stared at the rear even more shocked......

In the rear, passengers came out one after another.

Although their faces were a little paler, and although they looked weak, they were all alive!

They should have died!

Many of them had their souls shattered to pieces, and they should have died no more!

But why......

Song Guozhu's hairs stand on end!

Am I unknowingly caught up in the misty illusions created by the Great Stranger?

Where's the big weird?

I used my spiritual eye, but I couldn't see any trace of him!

Song Guozhu continued to look at the passengers who came out one by one, and then, he heard the Sanskrit sound in the distance getting weaker and weaker......

Moham!

He's gone?

When did he leave, and I didn't even notice it?

When Song Guozhu thought of this, he actually felt a chill down his spine......

Subsequently......

"Help!"

"The pilot died violently!"

"Is there any staff?"

"Help!"

“……”

The screaming voices of several flight attendants broke Song Guozhu's thoughts!

Not long afterward......

Song Guozhu heard Song Qing's voice again.

"Grandpa...... What are you doing here? ”

Song Guozhu turned his head, and he saw Song Qing looking at him in surprise......

But then......

Song Qing suddenly fainted for no reason.

Song Guozhu stepped forward to take a look.

Then he exhaled deeply.

His life is counting down, and his soul is dying out over time......