"Retreat!"

With the sound of the night terror, there seemed to be a heavenly sound splitting the cage and the fog, so that everyone's souls were awakened in an instant.

"What is this!"

"Don't stay still, hurry up and retreat!"

"They're coming!"

"Stand back! Back off! ”

Everyone retreated outside the boundary wall one after another, and heard a light trembling, and the clouds like feathers slowly covered the boundary wall, and the sound of the Heavenly Dao shattering sounded in the ears of Night Terror......

This fog even wants to swallow the boundary wall?!

Is this possible?!

What answered everyone's speculation was the constant sound of a gossamer coming from the boundary wall......

"Kerakala ......"

"Kerakala ......"

Extremely fragile, yet terrifying.

The Yilan Daoist hurriedly moved forward, trying to use his own strength to consolidate the boundary wall, but as soon as he came into contact with this breath, the aura and vitality on his body were quickly absorbed and instantly depleted.

Seeing the skin and flesh of a lantern Daoist shriveled at a terrifying speed, Burning Wind didn't say a word and tried to pull a lamp back from the brink of death, but it seemed to be a circular, unsolvable spell!

The same reaction occurred in the body of the Burning Wind Path person!

The Star Monarchs immediately shouted: "It's not good! Don't touch them! ”

"What about mental power?"

Night Terror's face turned pale: "No! ”

When the lamp touched the barrier, she tried to pull him back with her spiritual power, but the black mist was like a whirlpool, and even her soul was devoured.

"Damn it!"

"What should I do?!"

Night Terror Hong no longer hesitated, she decisively pulled out the spirit weapon that Yan Qingjue had refined for her, gritted her teeth and slashed at a lantern Dao person.

"Poof" There was a splash of blood, and the person who was cut off his palm was finally pulled back from the edge of death, and Night Terror took out the pill and fed it to the two, and just as he was about to speak, a black light pierced the heavens and descended.

He raised his hand and shook it, and the power of Wan Jun Hong wrapped the boundary wall, and the cloud that was about to move actually stopped moving, and quietly calmed down like condensed ice crystals.

Then they slowly sank, fell into the mud, and turned into black flowers of death.

"Yan Qingjue!"

"Lord Qingzun!"

"Lord Qingzun!!"

It was naturally Yan Qingjue who stepped in to stop everything, and when everyone saw him, it was as if they saw hope and the future, and their eyes were full of emotion.

Yan Qingjue's feet moved and landed beside Ye Jinghong, frowned and grabbed Ye Jinghong's wrist, and then his face was gloomy.

Night Terror also knew that she was a little impulsive, and she shouldn't have rushed to save people after a light was "caught", but if she didn't move, a light would die.

"You...... Don't be angry......"

Yan Qingjue nodded, gently rubbed her cheek, poured his own breath into her body, and said, "These things are too weird, you don't have to act rashly." ”

The Yideng Daoist took the medicine of the night terror, and the severed palm was reborn, but the damage to the soul made the power of the Yideng fall sharply, as if it had aged for a hundred years in an instant.

"Lord Qingzun is right, these things can not only devour aura and life, but also devour souls......"

Night Terror is an otherworldly spirit, and it is easier to be affected by these ghosts.

"What the hell are these?" Some people have palpitations and open their mouths.

The crowd shook their heads, but no one could answer.

Night Terror gently patted Yan Qingjue's hand, and the latter suddenly shook her fingers.

"You don't want to go alone."

No one knows more about Night Terror than Yan Qingjue, and she wants to use Nuo Nuo to go deep into it.

(End of chapter)