Staring at the living flesh, the monster opened its huge mouth, stuck out its tongue and salivated, propping up the skin of the transparent bat wings on its body, and the bone blade sticking out of the radius swayed the largest arc, wanting to attack Yu Fan. The bone forest was locked by the atmosphere that weakened the sense of hierarchy, and the neck of fate was tightened.

Yu Fan was so frightened that he didn't move. Fortunately, this monster has a small brain capacity, regardless of the tail, and the bone blade was wrapped in the snow eel before it was swung out, and after the strong muscles on the snow eel's body, the monster knocked over several bone plants, and threw them ten zhang away, perhaps being poked blind in the eyes, it had to pitifully cover its eyes with the bone palm stained with rotten flesh, and let out a heart-rending shout, the sound flowed through, piercing the clouds and cracking stones.

The spiritual pressure of the Retreat Dock suddenly surged like a spring machine, and the glow of the bone forest fruit was saturated, presumably thanks to this, the brightness broke through the hazy blood mist, and the fruits seemed to be peeled off from the oil paintings of Impressionism, which were clearly visible, but it was also a momentary effort, bursting together, and the thick red fruit pulp was swaying in the air.

The leylines float, playing with the bone forest. Ten monsters arched out of the ground, their heads were adorned with bone branches, and they were ringed to form a crown, each of them had the spirit of the Queen's Landing Dock, but they were of equal height, about ten zhang, and their physique was the same, with broad shoulders and broad faces, purple vine patterns, covering the bones of their cheeks, and their flesh and blood were sparse, supporting crimson masks, all of them were like scarecrows standing in the rice fields by people digging graves and digging graves.

The bone forest fruit on the head of the Death Sacrifice Spirit was red and hazy, reflecting the breath of death.

The light carried the cold air, and the sky above him was blurred. It was the interference of this shadow that made Yu Fan's vision seem sticky, and he couldn't see the true face of the black-robed man.

Even though Ling Qiao didn't have a good impression of this black-robed man, if this black-robed man fell here, he and Yu Fan would probably be trapped in this world.

There is no sun, moon or stars in this world, only the flickering light and fading bone forest fruit and the bone plant that sings in the cold wind.

These were bearable, but if a wind blew suddenly into the hollow bones of the flute, she could not bear the screaming sound, which often made her skin and bones tremble, her eyes burst blood, her hair towered, and her heart was full of sorrow.

All this inchworm measured every minute and second of pain in her body. Yu Fan is a mortal, with no spiritual power to protect his body, and he doesn't even have a spiritual guardian, so he must be unable to blink at this moment and hook his fingers.

She saw Yu Fan lying motionless on the ground, and she saw the coloring clock flower next to the well trying to shine bright colors in the dim space, and the oily light oozing from the petals broke through the gloom on Ling Qiao's face.

She had already accumulated a lot of spiritual power in her spiritual veins, and it had accumulated in the Divine Court, Qingming, Dovetail, Juque and other great places.

Her eyelashes flashed with purple spiritual power, like a fluttering butterfly. The spiritual power on the top of his head was purple, rising in the air in a flocculent shape. These purple spiritual powers surrounded the spirit warp and turned into a unicorn shape, and the spirit that appeared this time was obviously more majestic than the last time, and the spiritual power density was also greater.

These spirits rushed out of her body and rushed out of her body, pressing against Lingqiao's heart and heart, making her feel that her body was like a mayfly in the snow, and it would disappear if she poked it.

Facing the ten terrifying behemoths in front of him, Ling Qiao felt unprecedented fear, and the shadows of these monsters floated in the air like tentacles, shaking in the forest of bones like a shadow lost in the sun.

When it swung onto the thick bone wood, the shadow turned into a scythe, and the raft was wiped out everywhere it passed, and when it swung at the black-robed man, the shadow was as soft as a sponge that had been stripped of hard silk, tightly wrapping the black-robed man's face, as if trying to take his life by suffocation.

At this time, there seemed to be a shadow hovering in the bone forest and sensing the intention of Lingqiao's attack, and in an instant, this shadow turned into a long black cone and attacked Lingqiao violently like a poisonous snake smelling its prey.

Lingqiao's spirit unicorn also seems to have consciousness, and when Lingqiao can't react, he has already dodged with Lingqiao, even if the black shadow is powerful and the attack is fast, it also loses to the potential of the person at the moment of danger.

The purple current on the purple unicorn is overflowing, the spiritual horns are straight, the long tail is whipped, the eyes are hateful, the nose is like Sendai, and it must be longer than the tassel.

The long mane on its neck was dense and slightly open, as if it was sucking in the air with malice.

Lingqiao rode on the unicorn, and the body buried in the shadows and did not perceive it also matched with her own consciousness, and she felt that she could listen to the voice of this spirit, which was like the moon shadow could be moved in the middle of the night, and the stench of flowers could be collected from the stench of Zhumen.

Perhaps when he first arrived in the world, he didn't know the human language, but this unicorn only said a few words in Lingqiao's heart: attack with claws, bite with fangs, see with eyes, listen with ears, quickly but not urgently, plow open the heavenly canal.

The first words can still be understood, but the last two sentences are quick and not urgent, what does it mean to plow open the canal?

Besides, this is ubiquitous in my own consciousness, I don't even understand it, it's really a strange thing, I used to hear my parents say that after cultivating into a human form, I can refine my spiritual charm after some karma, and I will share my consciousness and spiritual power. It seems that the last two sentences are the code words of a part of the spirit that has been separated from his consciousness.

There will always be times when people can't understand what they say and pay attention to what they do, but once they understand and understand it, they will reach the point where they can't forgive themselves.

These things are carefully housed in all corners of life, and the slightest unsatisfactory manifestation is like a gadfly.

At this moment, the Death Sacrifice Spirits began to move, their robes dragging on the ground like a shallow night, and wherever they passed, the moss oil on the ground burned with the scattered bone forest fruits, turning into black charcoal stains. The lantern fruit that had been dragged by the robe was also broken.

The calyx's yarn collapsed like a wrinkled skin, and the jam inside flowed out wantonly with fireflies.

One of the Death Priests crouched down, flicked it with its slender bony fingers, and tasted it in its rotten mouth, before its long tongue spat out in response to the delicacy.

Then it waved its hand at the Lingwei who was rolling and struggling on the ground, and a black shadow from its fingers turned into a black snake that kept spitting out its tongue and pestering Lingwei, and the little snow eel contaminated by this poisonous snake instantly turned into a puff of black smoke, accompanied by the smell of feathers.

They are indestructible, indestructible, inverted, scraped against stones, bones, and can wreak havoc effortlessly.

Anything is like tofu in front of them, including time.

This is their proud skill, but they are also confined to the Soul Dock because of this, chatting with the bone forest as a companion. And this colored clock flower is another kind of life they create.

Whenever there is a blood sacrifice in the bone forest, the mountain of corpses and human skins will trigger the sense of smell of the colored flowers, and this beautiful monster will spit out its long tongue from the heart of the flower, turn over the sparse fangs, and eat the captives like grapes in one breath, chew the flesh and bones, spit out the human skin, and the human skin and the corpse that can not be eaten are piled up in one place by the spirit guard, which is the appearance that Yu Fan and his party saw when they first came to the Lingwu.

Although this Lingwei has a hateful face and a different body, he is indeed the cute pet of this dead sacrifice spirit, and is responsible for cooking and coloring flowers in the sun. But the monster was frightened, and when rescued, it pounced on a dead priest and curled up on its arm like a cat.

Lingqiao's spirit spat out a bright blue thunderbolt towards a death sacrifice spirit, and then became familiar with this skill, and spit out two, three.

The spiritual power condensed by the thunder bullet was dense and petite, and it was thrown diagonally along the solemn air, and the speed was extremely fast, but when it was about to hit, it was blocked by the death sacrifice spirit, and the thunder bullet fell to the ground like a fire.

One of the Dead Priests was tossing it around in his hands, as if performing acrobatics, and when he got tired of playing, he put it in his mouth, squeezed it against the roof of his mouth, and the thunderbolt exploded in the cavity, but the Dead Sacrifice Spirit only hiccuped and was not in the way.

The black-robed man was still haunted by the shadow of the Death Sacrifice Spirit, and gradually gave up struggling. Lingqiao thought he was dead, but he didn't feel much in his heart. She realized that she and Yu Fan couldn't leave here without the guidance of the black-robed man, but it wasn't a big deal. She destroyed the Qilin and spit out a thunderbolt at the black-robed man, wanting to explode the shadow wrapped around him, with the experience of the past, she didn't hope that this blow would have any effect, at this moment she just wanted to divert the attention of the dead sacrifice spirit, and she would leave here temporarily with Yu Fan in her arms.

At this time, a death sacrifice spirit tore off a bone branch from his head and teased Yu Fan, who jumped up as if frightened, and then yelled: "Get out!"

His fear reigned in his throat, and his voice trembled with a plea for mercy.

Strangely, the ten huge Death Sacrifice Spirits were stunned for a few seconds, and one of them took a step back. Ling Qiao was also stunned, she didn't expect Yu Fan, who had always been gentle and elegant, to be angry with a group of skeletons that were stained with a few pieces of stinky meat. And the death sacrifice spirit that opened his mouth and was frightened by just one word was motionless, and it was a strange thing.

However, Ling Qiao didn't think about it so much, and took advantage of this gap to jump to Yu Fan's side at once, and hid him behind him.

"Brother Yu Fan, I will protect you, hide behind me and don't move. ”

"I'm an eight-foot man, how can I let a woman protect me, besides, you and I have already cultivated the mandarin duck crossing, and I should protect you at this moment. ”

"Come less, you won't be able to control the spirit, this kind of thing can't be done, in case you are hurt and the gentleman is in trouble. I'm different, even if I'm injured, I can drive spiritual power to heal the wound in a few moments. ”

"Didn't you see it, I stopped this group of demons with a roar just now!" Immediately after that, Yu Fan scolded at this group of death sacrifice spirits, and scolded the unpleasant words that he wanted to scold but couldn't scold because of his face: "You fucking thing! Dare to come forward and try again, believe it or not, I will skin you and eat the skin!"

"Brother Yu Fan, this monster has no skin and no flesh, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet your requirements, you should stay honest and don't move. ”