A wisp of green smoke came out of Shi Junhao's head, but before it could get out of the bullet-damaged head, a large amount of "mycelium" entangled it and dragged it back.

That wisp of green smoke was actually not green smoke, but Ji Zhong's spirit, and the energy of the shadow. Those myceliums are not really mycelium, but the energy of sealing.

Luoyang came to Shi Junhao's head and reached out to remove the red rope tied around his neck. There are two pendants on the red rope, one is the witch ruin, and the other is the Dayu water card.

Luoyang put the witch ruin on Shi Junhao's head, and injected spiritual power.

A wisp of "green smoke" was sucked out of Shi Junhao's head by the witch ruins, and then he was caught and pulled into the witch ruins. The wisp of "green smoke" struggled, but it couldn't escape the fate of being killed. No matter how powerful the evil spirit is in front of the witch ruins, it is only a mouse to a cat.

The last trace of "green smoke" was sucked into the witch ruins, which released a green energy light.

Luoyang sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and a △ mark appeared between his eyebrows, shining slightly, it was the ancestral witch's natal seal.

Wuxu responded.

The spirit of Luoyang appeared in the spirit realm of Wuxu.

Beneath the blood-colored canopy was a barren land, a huge and mysterious ruin piled up with huge stones. Towering dead trees stand in the ruins, as if they were dead guards.

He was still the same tribal warrior, shirtless, with a sackcloth tied around his waist to hide his ugliness, and his whole body was covered with strong muscles, and there were patterns and patterns drawn with paint. He's been in this way several times, every time he's come in.

Until now, Luoyang has not figured out what is going on.

If this is the world of Shadow, and he appears in the body of a tribal warrior, it can be explained. But this is not the world of shadows, this is the spirit world of witch ruins, which makes the situation complicated and mysterious.

Luoyang walked forward.

He stopped under a huge dead tree.

On the trunk of a tree that requires more than a dozen adults to hold hands to close it, someone has carved a dozen ancient and mysterious words with sharp objects.

"I don't know if Xiaobai can interpret it, I'll write it down, go back and write it down silently and show it to her." Luoyang stopped and carefully looked at the strokes and shapes of the dozen or so words.

I used to be unfamiliar with Xiaobai, and the secrets of the witch ruins were not easy to tell her, but now they are so familiar that she can sleep in a bed, and there is no question of secrecy or secrecy.

In order to enhance the strength of his memory, Luoyang also picked up a fragment of a stone and wrote it twice on the ground according to the words on the trunk of the tree, confirming that he could not be misremembered before leaving.

Ruins center, temple.

In the wide temple, there are huge wooden pillars that require several people to surround them, and even the broken rafters, which can be used as the beams of the Forbidden City Palace if you take one out, are paved with stone bricks on the ground, and countless fragments of tiles are sprinkled, and the eyes are full of desolation.

Luoyang came to the end of the temple, under the huge black wall.

The wall was as black as ink, and his shadow was reflected, a bald middle-aged man with a thin face and a slightly high cheekbones. This is what he looks like in the spirit world of Wuxu, and his appearance in the real world is not comparable at all. But this middle-aged man has a unique temperament, which is indescribable.

Suddenly, a cloud of colorful energy light appeared under the corner of the black wall.

Luoyang's gaze was drawn to the past.

When he first came to the black wall, there was nothing, but now there was such a movement.

He came in this time to see what was going on with the energy of the shadow, Ji Chong's spirit had been extinguished, there was no doubt about it, he knew it long before he came in. The process of Wu Ruin grabbing Ji Chong's spirit out of Shi Junhao's head was also the process of destroying the spirit, and what was finally sucked into Wu Ruin was the energy of that little shadow.

The energy of the shadow lay at the foot of the black wall, like a glowing pearl, not in the shape of a finger.

Luoyang crouched down and cautiously reached out his hand, but just as he was about to release the energy of the shadow, he retracted his hand again.

He was on the shadow

I don't know anything about the energy, and it's extremely dangerous, in case the energy of this shadow is transferred to his body, and his middle finger will also become a shadow finger like Ji Zhong, full of patina, and he will have to wear gloves when he goes out in the future, otherwise I don't know how many people will stare at him.

Moreover, Bai Jing obviously wouldn't like him to have such a middle finger.

What scared him the most was that once the energy of this shadow was transferred to his body, turning his middle finger into a shadow finger, and he accidentally opened the gap, wouldn't that be a public nuisance?

He killed Ji Chong, he himself became Ji Chong, and the desperate battle just now lost its meaning.

"Hold it until I figure out its nature before I decide what to do with it." Luoyang's heart made up his mind, and at the same time, he also had one more question, "Wuxu absorbed the energy of this shadow, it seems that it is peaceful, not a hostile relationship, why didn't Xiang Chu absorb the energy of this shadow into Wuxu back then, but just sealed it?"

There is no way to know.

Luoyang opened his eyes, and it was pitch black in his sight.

The energy of the seal "mycelium" has disappeared, Ji Chong's spirit is gone, and the energy of the shadow has also entered the witch ruins, and what is lying on the ground is just an ordinary corpse, and the seal will naturally not react.

Luoyang put the red rope necklace around his neck, he got up from the ground, and walked towards Shi Junhao's severed hand. The hall was covered in large stainless steel boxes, without the slightest light. But in his eyes, all objects fluoresce, although very faint, but he can see clearly.

Shi Junhao's right middle finger is no different from a normal finger, there is no "patina", but because of the blood flowing, it looks very pale.

Now it seems that the bronze-like shadow finger that I saw before, it was because Ji Zhong refined the energy of that shadow, lost the energy of the shadow, and the middle finger also returned to normal.

"By the way, I also opened a seal in the Old Ancestral Mountain in northern Myanmar, and I also have the energy to escape, if it is a combination of the spirit of the Four-Eyed Witch and the energy of the shadow, and it is also raising demons in Myanmar, with my strength, I am definitely not the opponent of the Four-Eyed Witch...... I won't mention it, if I have another life-and-death duel with the Four-Eyed Witch, I'm afraid I'll be the one lying on the ground." Luoyang thought of this, and people also came to the door of the hall.

He reached out and tapped the 304 stainless steel plate, first three consecutive taps, a pause of two seconds, and then two more consecutive taps.

This is a code that has been agreed upon in advance, and if he knocks it five times, it means that the matter has been done. If it is indiscriminately knocked, or not knocked, then the Xuanwu Bureau will invite a mud truck to seal this place with concrete.

Soon, there was a sizzling sound outside the stainless steel plate, and the steel plate was also burned red.

The master welder began to cut the steel plate.

Luoyang brought a chair to sit and wait, and it was only at this time that he completely relaxed. But it was only after he relaxed that he felt pain all over his body, especially in his chest. Those ribs were cracked by Ji Chong's shadow fingers, but this was nothing to him, his spiritual power was always healing and caring for the wounds, and the pain was also weakening rapidly.

What really made him uncomfortable was the side effects of Mengshidan.

When he faced off with Ji Zhong just now, he was forced into the drug session, and poured several Mengshi Dan into his mouth, whether it was four or five, he couldn't remember clearly. He usually swallows half a pill, and he can't stand the side effects, let alone a super large dose of four or five.

He was in a state of life and death struggle before, his mind was highly concentrated, and the energy of the pill was converted into combat power, so he didn't feel the side effects. Now that he is relaxed, the side effects of Mengshidan are quickly magnified, and in the blink of an eye, he can't stand it a little.

Luoyang anxiously wanted to divert his attention, he took out the Eye of the Feather Blade mobile phone, ready to watch some news, or scroll through Douyin for a while, but there was no signal.

He put his phone away again, looked at the trajectory of the cutter on the steel plate with red eyes, and kept urging in his heart: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up and ......."

But it was a 304 stainless steel plate, with a melting point of 1400 degrees, and it took a while to cut a foot in length.

"Brother, you can

Do you hear me?" As soon as he cut a little, Hu Bufei's voice came from the gap cut by the cutter, and he felt very anxious.

Luoyang replied, "I can hear it."

"You're still alive!" Hu Bufei said excitedly. :

Luoyang was a little speechless: "I'm talking to you, do you say I'm still alive?"

"I didn't mean that, I meant it...... Forget it, what's going on inside?"

Luoyang said, "Shi Junhao is dead, Ji Chong's spirit has also been extinguished, and the crisis has been resolved."

"That's good, that's good, are you okay?" Hu Bufei said with concern.

Without waiting for Luoyang to speak, a woman's voice came through the cracks: "Master, you, are you okay?"

It is white.

When her voice entered her ears, Luoyang suddenly became nervous, and her voice trembled a little: "I, I'm fine, you, don't worry."

"Master, why is your voice trembling so much, is it hurt?"

"That, a little bit, it's not in the way, it's not in the way." Luoyang took a deep breath and tried to suppress the medicinal power of Mengshidan, but it had no effect.

"Master, where are you hurt, are you hurt?" Bai Jing's voice was full of tension and concern.

"It doesn't hurt, you—don't worry." In fact, it still hurts a little, but compared to the feeling that Mengshidan brought him, it is nothing at all.

As soon as he shut up, he heard the female disciple shouting outside, "Three more welder masters, my master is injured, hurry up and cut the steel plate!"

There was a cacophony outside.

There were really three welder masters, and a total of four cutters cut the steel plate.

The previous plan was to cut a door hole the size of an anti-theft door, but as soon as Bai Jing shouted, several masters reduced the size, and only cut a square hole fifty sides long.

The fire truck, which had been waiting for a long time, sprayed water on the square hole, cooling the red-hot steel plate in the blink of an eye.

The white head also poked in.

Her smell penetrated Luoyang's nostrils, and Luoyang's voice trembled even more: "You, stand back, I, I come out, we, let's go back to the guest house."

Bai Jing hurriedly retracted his head, and his mind was foggy.

At a glance just now, she saw that there were no obvious scars on Master's body, and her face was still ruddy, and she was a lot more relieved, but why did she go back to the guest house?

It's weird.