The spirit of the mother worm is condensed from the essence captured by the Primordial Gauntlet.

Yan Jing originally used it as a power-up item, but he didn't want it to come in handy at such a time.

The insect is not very large, but the speed of devouring the essence is not slow.

As a Zerg, this part of the energy obviously doesn't just allow it to fill its stomach, before

The purple-black lines on its back spread to its entire body at an extremely fast speed, showing a translucent luster, and it didn't take long for several cracks to bloom.

The metamorphosis, which should have taken a while, was completed at a very fast speed under the stimulation of the female spirit.

The insects that have completed their initial metamorphosis are obviously larger than when they first hatched, and this seems to be just the beginning, because there are still a lot of spirits left on the window frame, and the core energy of the mother worm is obviously not something that a larva can digest in a short time.

Yan Jing used the Shuofeng Sword to cut open his index finger and approached the alien insect, the latter did not recognize life, his two front paws climbed on both ends of his fingers, looking at the somewhat uncomfortable mouthparts approaching the blood beads, and the pupils of the eyes, which were somewhat similar to rice grains, flashed a scarlet luster.

The Blood Pact is established!

Without any assistance, Yan Jing immediately sensed the excitement of the insect in front of him.

The original hideous and terrifying image now feels inexplicably pleasing to the eye.

Since the eggs had hatched, the torch space did not seem to be able to carry this kind of lifeform at present, so Yan Jing simply took out a satchel from the space and put the insect and spirit in it together, waiting for it to completely transform.

Return to the first floor of the stupa.

Zhao Qianwu and the others were still in the rear to check the magic circle, and Yan Jing didn't plan to lean over, but looked at the Buddha statue that occupied most of the space in the tower.

Its posture is different from that of the Sandu Buddha statue, although it is sitting cross-legged, but the latter has its hands naturally folded on the abdomen in a circular shape, while the Buddha statue in front of you is placed on the leg with the left hand and the finger of the right hand.

In recent years, it is obviously impossible to clean the Buddha statues from time to time with the physical condition of the old monk, which makes his body actually covered with a lot of dust.

"Elder, you just said that mixing the gold dust on this Buddha statue with the Sandu Buddha statue and the scriptures and prayers can suppress evil spirits...... Can I scrape some gold dust and rub it on my weapon? ”

Yan Jing raised his hand and wiped the robe of the Buddha statue, and when he closed his hand, there was already a little dark golden powder between his fingernails.

"The gold dust itself is of no use to evil spirits, what really matters is the power of the wish contained in it, as long as the things on this Buddha statue can have the same effect, just awaken it with scriptures, plus the people pray day after day, the Sandu Buddha statue also has the ability to protect them."

The monk held a mallet and chisel in his hand, and his movements were slightly sluggish as he carved the Buddha statue, without raising his head.

"I see, the power of desire is the most important, but now in Jingjiang Town, there are not so many people who believe in Buddhism, I came all the way before, and all I saw were some evil townspeople, and they even had to marry Hebo, it was really crazy."

Rubbing the gold dust on his fingertips, sensing nothing of them, Yan Jing turned to lean against the base of the Buddha statue, folded his arms in front of his chest, and then asked,

"I remember what the elder said earlier that these three-headed evil spirits escaped from the stupa through the lunar eclipse, in other words, they appeared in this world a long time ago...... Extraterrestrial demons, what exactly is it? ”

In fact, this issue has little to do with this incident.

Yan Jing didn't ask for the next action, but because the three worlds he had experienced so far had all had similar situations without exception.

The demons that suddenly rose in the [Ghost Gate Pass] incident, the demons in the [Sand Sea Rafting], and the extraterritorial demons that have appeared in this [Jingjiang Town] now.

They may have different names, appearances, and even abilities.

But one thing that is similar is that they do not belong to the world to which the event belongs, and they appear without warning or cause.

Yan Jing had thought that the world in which each event was located was deliberately created by the Torch, just like a computer game, and everything in it was just a program, but the Torch itself was constantly evolving, which made him doubt it.

If they experience a world that really exists in another time and space.

Once or twice is a coincidence, but what about three or four or even more?

The Secret Service has done a special investigation in this area, and it turns out that the world that the Ember Apostles are currently experiencing is suffering from catastrophe without exception.

At least at this stage, the Torch is deliberately choosing such worlds to experience the Ember Apostles.

This cannot but make one think about its intentions.

However, Yan Jing's question was destined to have no answer.

"No one knows where they came from, those monsters are eroding the minds of the people, and they are unreasonable and wreaking havoc everywhere, and it is said that there are even black flesh balls like small mountains in the mountains of Lingnan Province, with huge tentacles growing on the top......"

The monk put down the tools in his hand and finally looked up at Yan Jing, a flash of horror flashing across his uncertain face, as if it was a little unbearable to just recall the news about the monster.

"One more thing, if we succeed in taking out ...... Hebo, Xiunu and Foolish Boy, is there a way for Jingjiang Town to return to its original state? ”

"If you can repair the seal inside the pagoda, there will still be a chance, but unfortunately this is impossible in a short time."

The monk gave a solution, but shook his head and denied it.

"Why?"

Yan Jing was a little confused.

It stands to reason that once the strongest evil of the three heads dies, if the mental state of the people in Jingjiang Town can recover a little, they can completely take advantage of the gap in the resurgence of evil to complete the repair.

"The sealing circle is just an auxiliary, the real key to the stupa lies in it."

The monk raised his arm, pointed at the Buddha statue with his gray-spotted fingers, and said in a muffled voice,

"The power of the wish it carries is the key to the operation of the magic circle, and this power has been gradually consumed over the years, without the support of the wish power, no matter how perfect it is, the powerful magic circle is just an empty shell."

There is no doubt that the operation of the Dharma circle needs the support of energy, and the dilapidated and deserted stupa in recent years can be seen from the state of the Buddha statue.

Yan Jing didn't ask any further.

The day after tomorrow is the Midyear Festival, and perhaps no matter what the outcome of their actions is, the future of Jingjiang Town cannot be changed.

He, a "foreigner", didn't seem to have to worry about such a thing.

After a while, several people who had checked the sealing circle returned one after another, and the situation was not very good.

"It's more complicated than I imagined, it takes time to calculate, try, and have a chance to repair the magic circle, but what we lack most now is time, we can only do our best, and it is difficult to perfect it in a short time."

Yu Zhen briefly described the situation, and the implication was very clear, there should be no hope to use the sealing circle to fight the evil spirit.

At this time, there is less than half an hour left before the unitary time.

According to the plan, the team should set off at this time to find the location of Hebo's marriage.

However, when Yan Jing and the others left the pagoda by the same way, they turned over the window.

I immediately found that I didn't have to deliberately look for it, and it was clear where the place was.

Due to the weather, it was only evening, and most of the town of Jingjiang was already shrouded in darkness, and it was in this environment that two of the brightly lit areas stood out.

Yan Jing stood on the eaves of the second-story building and roughly distinguished the direction.

One is by the lake in Jingjiang Town, and the scale of the area shrouded in lights is obviously larger than the other, especially the pavilion in the middle of the lake, which is hung with many red lanterns, which should be the host venue of the "wedding".

The other is supposed to be the bride's home, which is not only small in size, but also surrounded by silent and dark streets.

On the way to the pagoda, they had already seen the bride being carried away by the palanquin driver, and they thought that it was impossible to go back to her mother's house at that time, which meant that the bride should have been by the lake at this time.

There was no need to say anything more, and several people jumped off the eaves and ran to the target location

It's just that as you step down the street, you get farther and farther away from the pagoda.

The momentum of the wind and rain around him seemed to expand a little, and the feeling of clammy and cold no longer eroded all over the body.

The clock is still ticking.

Yan Jing was keenly aware that the environment around him was changing......

Not only that, but at this time, several people realized that the negative state of wisdom eclipse had actually been suppressed to a certain extent in the pagoda.

Now that they are stepping into the storm again, they have to face the horrors of the darkness.

[Wisdom Loss] 91%

Glancing at the current situation of the negative state, it is still within the acceptable range.

But even so, Yan Jing still sensed something that was gradually waking up in the darkness.

Until the moment when the unitary time comes.

The wind was blowing, but the rain that should have been blowing in the same way was pouring down on the back and neck.

The willow branches by the roadside swayed, the bark cracked, and the round eyes peeked out; Under the eaves of the house high up, several tentacles in the bird's nest stretched out and twisted all over the beams; In the narrow alleys, the creepy roar gradually sounded......

The unitary time has passed.

Life and death at your own risk!

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