"What can I do?! Now Feng Lu hasn't come over at all! And our ritual has already begun to ....." The wind chimes clenched their fists and looked particularly angry.

The current conjuring ritual has already begun, and if it is hastily interrupted, it is not known if there will be any terrible consequences.

Now that things have happened, Feng Lu has not arrived, he can only take one step at a time, thinking of this, Sai Lao Xian asked in a low voice towards the Wishing Lake: "If we interrupt the spirit conjuring ceremony, will there be any impact?" The font message of the Wishing Lake appeared crookedly.

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"The path to the terrible unknown has been opened, and the medium of reality and hell has been successfully constructed, and it can no longer be stopped!"

"Ghosts hidden in the darkness will be drawn along the portal! Please go as soon as possible!! ”

"What a damn thing!!" Seeing this information, Sai Lao Xian was furious, and he really wanted to scold Feng Lu fiercely.

Now they are neither advancing nor retreating, and they are completely in a dilemma.

"We ...... now" Sai Lao Xian was about to continue to say something, but he saw that behind the wooden door, which was originally covered by sticky darkness, suddenly rolled violently, as if there was some unknown existence, wanting to invade reality from it.

At this moment, the darkness was rolling, the cold was spreading, and the smell of rancid erosion was gushing out of it.

The seven star lamps placed on the ground in turn, the firelight swayed more fiercely, and the temperature also reached its peak, as if it was fighting with some terrible spirit.

"Smack!" The strange scene did not last long, and at this moment, a slender dead man's hand suddenly poked out of it, clicked, and slammed into the frame of the wooden door.

The dead man's hand was grayish-white, covered in a terrifying spirit, and its five fingers were pitch black, as if they contained filthy poison.

Just when Sai Lao Immortal was startled by this sudden dead man's hand, a gust of yin wind blew inexplicably, and the font message of the Wishing Lake appeared: "The evil ghost from the border of hell is trying to invade reality, please solve it as soon as possible, if the invasion is successful, you ...... It will also ...... Die!! Seeing this, Sai Laoxian and the other powerful ghosts were all beating wildly, and their faces became extremely blue.

Sure enough, I was afraid of something, and there was really an unknown ghost attacking. In this case, Sai Laoxian also saw it for the first time, and he was a little helpless for a while, so he had to ask the Wishing Lake: "What are we going to do?" ”

"Need a red-clad ghost ....."

"Only the red-clothed ghost can repel it!" Wishing Lake was quick to respond.

"The red-clothed ghost? It's a red-clothed ghost again! If we had a ghost in red, how could we be so passive?! After reading the information of the Wishing Lake, Sai Laoxian only felt that his head was big for a while.

The biggest problem now is that there are no red-clothed ghosts willing to help, if there were red-clothed ghosts, they would have entered it a long time ago and began to summon Zhang Fan.

"Smack!" The viscous darkness behind the door boiled more and more violently, and suddenly, another gray-white dead man's hand poked out of it and snapped against the frame of the wooden door.

It seems that this unknown terrifying ghost is about to invade completely.

"Damn, this ..... It's really terrible......" Seeing this, Sai Lao Xian was anxious, and these powerful ghosts combined may not be the opponent of this ghost.

And at this juncture, it is difficult to find a red-clothed ghost to come and help.

...... Treasure Island, in the ancestral palace, in the world of Feng Hui's spiritual position. The blood was endless, the heavens and the earth were chaotic, and the sky was shrouded in rich red, covering the sky and the sun, and there was no light.

Below, there are mountains of corpses, rivers of blood, and countless terrifying bones piled up here. Stout blood-colored chains stretched out from all sides of this world, binding a woman with a slender figure and a beautiful face in the air, making her unable to move the slightest.

This woman is none other than Feng Hui. At this time, Feng Hui was dripping with blood all over her body, and her messy hairstyle covered her face.

An indescribable aura was recovering from Feng Hui's body little by little.

I don't know how long it took, this terrifying and extinct aura finally reached its peak. Then, Feng Hui slowly raised her face and spit out a mouthful of blood-colored hot snort.

The snort is as thick as blood, distorting and deforming the space that oppresses it.

"Ghost Domain......"

“....... Unfold!!! At this moment, Feng Hui's amber-like eyes suddenly lit up, and a line of blood and tears slowly slipped down from her right eye, with endless vicissitudes and bitterness in her voice, and as Feng Hui's words came out, suddenly, a great terrifying supernatural coercion that overrode the entire blood-colored world came like this.

Under the blessing of this terrifying coercion, the blood-colored sky suddenly cracked, and then, a vast and huge blood-colored vertical pupil eyeball drilled out of the crack.

Behind the blood-colored vertical pupil eyeball, there were countless lines of flesh and blood similar to nerves, and a huge river of blood like a waterfall fell rapidly from the eyeball, setting off a monstrous wave of corpses and a sea of blood below.

Zhang ..... Where ......"

"Zhang Fan......" Feng Hui breathed angrily, and the blood-colored chains that had bound her began to tremble.

"I ..... No..... You die!! ”

"I'm going to ..... Save you!! Feng Hui's anger became more and more intense, almost substantial, completely covering her body, and from a distance, it looked like a blood-colored robe was draped over her body.

"Today..... Who dares to stop me! Whoever is going to die!! Feng Hui let out a deafening roar from her mouth.

This roar rippled over an endless distance, turning the whole world upside down. Feng Hui was angry, her reason was disappearing little by little, and the coercion that belonged to the top red-clothed ghost was also breaking out little by little.

The blood-colored chain, the tendency to tremble more and more frequently, just a few breaths of time, it is covered with cracks.

There is no end, and there are more and more cracks in the blood-colored chain. After a few more seconds, the chain tied to Feng Hui's body was finally overwhelmed, and with a creak, all of them broke apart.

"Feng Hui, are you crazy?! You forcibly break free from the power of the spiritual position, you.... Going to die!! Just as Feng Hui broke the blood-colored chain of his body, a blood-colored figure shrouded in supernatural power appeared out of thin air, he hung high in the air, looked at Feng Hui with a shocked face, and shouted loudly.

"It's because you...... I can't rescue Zhang Fan in time! So you...... Die!! Feng Hui crooked her neck, shaking all the broken chains left in her body into ashes, and her thick black hair turned blood-colored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, Feng Hui was furious. It was also the first time in the hundred years that she had become a red-clothed ghost so angry.

As Feng Hui's words fell, a huge blood-colored hand, suddenly, poked out from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain and slapped towards the blood-colored figure.

"Feng Hui, you ......" The blood-colored figure saw the attack of the blood-colored hand, his face changed suddenly, he knew Feng Hui's terrible place, and it was not an exaggeration to call him the first person among the twenty-four red-clothed ghosts.

The blood-colored figure did not dare to confront it head-on, so he hurriedly dodged sideways. But when he just moved, he found that he couldn't move, as if he was firmly locked by some terrible spirit.

The blood-colored hand became faster and faster, grabbing the blood-colored figure directly, and then grabbed him with a blast.

Feng Hui was wrapped in rich blood qi, raised his head and let out a roar, this roar came out a long distance, and in the next second, the blood-colored world was violently cracked into dense cracks.

And the spiritual position that belonged to Feng Hui outside also had many cracks. Feng Hui didn't pause at all, her body moved, she shook her body, turned into a blood-colored red light, and rushed out directly.

Soon, Feng Hui's figure appeared in an empty ancestral hall palace, she strode to her spiritual position, and stomped on her spiritual position with one foot.

After doing this, Feng Hui, who was full of blood, pushed open the red door without looking back. The reason for crushing her spiritual position is to prevent the rest of the people from threatening her with her spiritual position.

Without the threat of the spiritual position, in this world, except for Hu Ye himself, otherwise, outsiders would not be a climate at all, and they would not pose much of a threat to Feng Hui at all.

However, destroying the spiritual position also has very serious side effects. That's it..... Feng Hui cut off all the back roads, and she will be wiped out in the next three days.

But if you don't do this, you won't be able to save Zhang Fan at all. She didn't want to be threatened by others on the way to help.

So, this time..... Even if she died, she didn't regret it. As long as Zhang Fan can be resurrected, she will die without regrets.

In the past, Zhang Suya could sacrifice herself to protect Zhang Fan, so this time, she can too. There was more and more blood mist overflowing from Feng Hui's body, and the sense of supernatural oppression became more and more terrifying.

The power has begun to stir uncontrollably. Feng Hui couldn't control this kind of restlessness herself, and outsiders couldn't help.

She had to bear the price of destroying her spiritual position alone. This sense of restlessness is like being crawled on by countless ants, constantly biting, making Feng Hui's soul endure unbearable torture from ordinary people all the time.

But Feng Hui did not regret it. Feng Hui strode outside, and reluctantly glanced back at the ancestral hall and palace behind her.

This is the home she has lived in for 100 years. However, with this departure, she may never have a chance to come back.

In three days, her soul will be gone, and there will be no one like her in the world.