After seeing the crack-like terrifying mouth on the black shadow's face, Ye Ling felt that there should be no more terrifying darkness in the world. But this perception was completely shattered, shattered like a vase that had fallen to the ground, and each fragment could prick itself into a bloody wound.

It turns out that the ghost deity is far more terrifying than what I saw in my dream!

Yes, the old man turned out to be the ghost in the dream, and he had already used his terrible minions that he had never shown to force Ye Ling to get closer and closer.

Just when Ye Ling didn't have time to brew his fear into despair, the distance between him and the ghost was widened, and the things around him also regressed crazily. A cold hand grabbed him by the collar and carried him back like the wind.

Ouyang Qingfeng!

At this moment, Ouyang Qingfeng was like a real breeze, wrapped in a mess, blowing through the window lattice and falling back into the woods.

Then the old man was a black wind, which suddenly burst out.

But the black wind was so filthy that the windows seemed reluctant to let him through. So after the breeze blows, the fence by the courtyard window seems to come to life. One after another fence stakes stood tall, straight as a sword, during which the sword intent cut through the air, and touched the green vines, clanging. So in an instant, the fence became a cage, and ten thousand swords became prisoners.

Prisoners also rebel on their own, and the resistance of a prisoner who has been trapped for life is even more powerful, and the air in the courtyard is stirred and rippled, as if a terrifying storm is brewing.

Puff puff, the green vines are broken one by one, and the roots are constantly growing and climbing. Eventually, the wind died down, the air returned to calm, and the green vines hibernate again. The ancient cage is finally unbreakable.

The terrible monster turned back into an old prisoner, and let out a bitter roar in the room.

The roar was getting farther and farther away, and the scenery on both sides was also rapidly retreating, Ouyang Qingfeng carried Ye Ling and flew through the forest, rising and falling like a shock, and forced a casual dress out of the clothes, and the white clothes were like a fairy, extremely chic.

Ye Ling felt a little suffocated, and the feeling of being strangled by the collar would never be good. What frightened him even more was that they had left the loess path at the moment and were galloping through the strange maple forest. Ye Ling wanted to say something, but the dizziness caused by high-speed movement made him unable to spit out half a word.

Just when Ye Ling finally adjusted his posture and adapted to this feeling, his speed suddenly slowed down, Ye Ling raised his head, only to see a piece of vermilion rapidly approaching.

"Vomit ......" Ye Ling leaned on the courtyard wall and retched for a while, but found that he couldn't vomit anything without breakfast, so he could only raise his head and look at Ouyang Qingfeng with resentment, and said in his heart You are a master of the world, I am not, where can I stand such a bump.

But Ouyang Qingfeng didn't notice his eyes, let alone hear his belly. Ouyang just looked at the cloth bag in his hand, his eyes were a little stunned.

A large hole was made in the sack, revealing a simple but delicate wooden scabbard underneath, and now there was a deep scar on the scabbard, which looked extremely miserable. At the previous critical moment, Ouyang used this cloth bag to block the blow of the ghost.

It turned out that he was carrying a sword with him, but there was nothing surprising to think about his identity and strength.

Ye Ling was about to ask what was going on just now. Ouyang Qingfeng just re-loaded the cloth bag and turned around.

"What happened just now? The old gentleman ...... How did it become ...... The ghost in my dream?" Ye Ling finally recovered from the bump just now and began to focus on the really important issues.

"Didn't you know before you came?" the voice was still cold, but there was a strange one.

"Know what?"

"Who is he, as well as the thirteenth man you are. Not only the words, but also the eyes became a little cold.

"He?wait!You mean, I'm the Formation Pivot?!" Ye Ling's voice changed in shock.

"Yes and no. ”

"What does this mean?" suddenly felt that there was still a glimmer of life.

"'Thirteen Floors', the name of this technique is 'Thirteen Floors', which was created by the ancestors of the Ouyang family. Originally, I wanted to imitate the Doom Death Curse and use the target as the center, so the principle is incomprehensible. But the tiger can't be an anti-dog, and in the end, although it still achieved that effect, it left a second life, that is, the thirteenth floor. The cold tone finally appeared with emotion and sigh.

"So I'm not a Nexus?"

"Yes, a spell or array, his array pivot is always immovable in different objects, and the array pivot of the thirteen-story building is the thing sealed by this spell - the old man. ”

"Sealed?!Is he sealed here?, so why did he kill me?"

"Because you are the gate of life, the 'Thirteen Towers' is like a tower, one life and one building. The previous floor positions can be swapped at will, but the thirteenth tier can't, what if you put the top of the tower in the middle of the tower? So he wants to get out of trouble, or kill himself, or kill you. ”

Ye Ling knew that "killing himself" was just a joke that couldn't be colder anymore, just like the old man said before, "kill him before he dies". But he couldn't laugh because he already understood the meaning of the words. Suddenly, he remembered something: "Seals, if it's seals, why do you kill so many people?"

"The operation of any technique requires energy, and the caster has died, so he must rely on this method to regularly absorb a certain amount of life force and essence to maintain the operation of the technique. Ouyang's eyes were like looking at an idiot: "Now is the time to replenish energy, the seal is the most fragile." Just now because of the conflict you caused, he destroyed at least the triple building, which means that the previous two people died in vain, and there will be a new victim to make up for the loss. ”

"Then why are you and that ghost so sure I'm the Destiny Gate?"

"That dream of yours, and the dark shadow you said. There is hardly anyone in this world who can spy on fate, let alone that you are just a weak chicken. That must be a ghost envoy dream, and the black shadow you mentioned is probably a ghost envoy. If he also wants to break this technique, then he can only give you a dream and persuade you to end yourself. ”

"That means that if I or the ghost, as long as one of them dies, the spell will be broken, Zhang Yao and them...... It's not going to die, is it?" Ye Ling must understand, in this way, there is no point in it.

"Yes and no. The spell is broken, and the other few people will indeed not be killed by the spell again. But you have to know who he is. Ouyang's face finally had an expression, extremely dignified, and struggling: "He is Ouyang Ruihai, who was the one who held the bull's ear in many families two hundred years ago, and now that the Immortal Dao is declining, who is his opponent." And he was sealed here, also because he cultivated his sword and became a murderer and tyrannical. If he is released, who can guarantee what will happen?"

It turned out that the ghost was the author of that book......! Ye Ling thought of a cold fact.

Ouyang understood what the fear in his eyes was: "Ouyang Ruifeng is my great-grandfather, he is my great-uncle." It was just a lie to him. This technique was performed by my grandfather, and I am here to solve this problem. But now it seems...... Anyway, you must not die, I will find a way to solve it. ”

Think of a way, think of a way! When you think of a way, Zhang Yao is dead!" Ye Ling was angry in his heart, but his expression was pretending to be light: "Then please be sure to hurry." ”

Ouyang nodded slightly, then turned around and climbed over the wall, disappearing without a trace. Ye Ling found out that this was the back wall of Guanhai Temple.

If I die, she might still survive. If I don't die, then everyone will die eventually...... At least it can leave her with a chance of life, won't it......

Ye Ling leaned on the courtyard wall and walked towards the maple forest step by step.

But I don't want to die yet......