For a moment, the orb radiated a crystalline glow.

Where the light shines, everything freezes.

Han Qing only felt that his body froze instantly, and he couldn't move.

And his spirit sword also fell directly from mid-air.

"You can die." Mi Xin'er smiled proudly, and the spirit sword instantly stabbed into Han Qing's eyebrows.

But at this moment, the spirit sword that Han Qing had originally fallen out of control actually rose straight into the sky, and suddenly stabbed into the puppet flying bird under Mi Xin'er's body, right in the middle of the internal driving formation core.

With a "boom", the flying puppet exploded instantly.

The terrifying wave of qi directly lifted Mi Xin'er and flew out.

Mi Xin'er's soul trembled, and under the horror, the spirit sword that stabbed at Han Qing also lost control.

You know, the driving energy of this flying golem is a crystal of light and flame.

Once exploding, an invisible flame of light will merge into the air wave.

And Mi Xin'er was swept away by this wave of qi, even if the body protection magic weapon on her body was activated in time, but because the distance was too close, the skirt on her body burned out in several places, revealing a lot of snow-white skin.

Mi Xin'er screamed, and didn't care that her body had not stabilized, so she went to get spare clothes from the Sumeru ring.

However, at this moment, Han Qing appeared in front of her like a ghost, and the spirit sword stabbed into her heart.

Mi Xin'er's pretty face turned pale, and she waved her hand suddenly, and a net with flashing treasure light appeared, enveloping Han Qing.

"Poof"

Han Qing's spirit sword had already pierced Mi Xin'er's talisman aura, and the tip of the sword entered the flesh.

However, that spirit net also shrouded Han Qing in it.

With a bang, the two of them fell to the ground in such a position, but they were motionless.

"You only need to stab an inch further, and you will be twisted into countless pieces of this demon net." Mi Xin'er said coldly.

"Perhaps, but before I die, my heart will be pierced through by me." Han Qing said indifferently.

The two of them froze like this, not daring to move.

Minutes and seconds passed, and soon the sun went down and the stars began to shine.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a large number of dark clouds gathered, and the wind howled.

Suddenly, there was a terrible cry and crazy laughter.

Han Qing's eyelids twitched, and he saw that there were wandering spirits not far away, floating around.

How can there be ghosts?

Han Qing felt that something was wrong, and Mi Xin'er seemed to think of something, and her face changed greatly.

At this time, the yin wind became stronger and stronger, and it was surprisingly loud.

Moreover, the wind is so cold that it seems to freeze people's blood.

The whining cry, like the number of thousands of ghosts, is terrifying

At this moment, on the horizon, a huge and incomparably black storm was sweeping towards this side.

Wherever the dark storm passed, the trees were uprooted, and the earth was scraped off.

"What is this......" Han Qing looked shocked.

He discovered that it was not an ordinary storm at all, but a storm of Yin spirits formed by the gathering of countless Yin Spirits.

Moreover, there is also a steady stream of ghosts being sucked into it from all directions, making it stronger and stronger.

"It's ...... Styx's Soul Gathering Storm." Mi Xin'er screamed in shock.

Then, she looked at Han Qing and said urgently, "Take back your sword immediately, this is the wind of the Styx Soul Gathering, it is the wind of the Soul Gathering that blows from the Styx when the ghost gate is wide open, and wherever it passes, all the Yin Souls will be sucked into it and taken away, if we are sucked into it, we will die for a lifetime."

Han Qing understood why the spiritual power of this world contained Yin energy, but it did not become a ghost domain, it turned out to be because of the wind of gathering souls blown by the River Styx.

"You'd better hurry up, do you really want to die?" Seeing that Han Qing was indifferent, Mi Xin'er couldn't help but say angrily.

"Then you can put this broken net away first." Han Qing spoke.

"You take it first." Mi Xin'er said.

"Then forget it, when you die, you are a beauty to die with me, and you will not be lonely." Han Qing laughed.

"You son of a bitch." Mi Xin'er scolded.

However, the Soul Gathering Storm that seemed to be far away before came in an instant.

Suddenly, the two of them were surrounded by ghosts of all shapes, enveloping this piece of heaven and earth.

This area seems to have become a ghost domain in an instant.

The terrifying cold aura enveloped Han Qing almost as if he had returned to the Extreme Yin Cave.

It's just that the yin qi here is much more terrifying than the extreme yin hole.

However, between the two, it seems to come from the same source.

The suction of this storm is terrifying and growing.

Suddenly, the sword in Han Qing's hand, as well as the net on his body, were all sucked away in an instant.

In the next second, Han Qing was sucked in by the boundless suction.

The terrifying pressure of that moment made Han Qing's body twisted into a twisted shape.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood and disappeared into the storm.

And Mi Xin'er was not much better, she used a few treasures to hold on for a while, but it was only two more breaths before she was swept in.

She screamed in despair, and her brain was pounded, and her consciousness went dark.

You must know that Han Qing's physical strength is extremely terrifying, and he is also in the Tribulation Realm.

And that Mi Xin'er's strength is obviously also in the middle and late stages of the tribulation, and there are many treasures.

But such two strong men, in the face of this storm, are not vulnerable at all, and they have no ability to resist.

Soon, the two of them were swept into the center of the storm, and along with the countless ghosts, they roared off into the distance.

I don't know how long it took, Han Qing snorted and opened his eyes.

The surroundings were quiet, and all the rocks were cragging.

With a "poof", Han Qing spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and then the six senses returned to his body.

He gasped and felt pain all over his body, as if every bone had been trampled on.

Han Qing sat down cross-legged with difficulty, and he was about to use his spiritual power to recover.

But immediately, he looked stunned and incredulous.

This...... What's going on?

I can feel spiritual power, but I can't use it at all.

The thunder tribulation crystals condensed in the qi waves seemed to be sealed, and no matter what method was used, they could not give birth to a trace of spiritual power.

Even, he couldn't even open the Sumeru Ring.

Han Qing couldn't understand why this was the case.

However, instead of panicking, he began to observe his surroundings.

He has experienced too many life-and-death crises, so he seems very calm.

Now, he had to figure out what the hell this was.

Han Qing looked around, it was dark and gloomy.

There were many bones around, both human and beast.

Farther away, there was a pitch-black jungle, where there was a black mist, as if the big mouth of a monster could devour everything.

When he looked up at the sky, all he could see was pitch black.