Chapter 142: Secret Realm (10) First encounter with resentful spirits
Everyone cleaned up their mood and had a "wind and sorrow... The strong man is gone, and he will never return", and he is ready to move forward.
Leisurely put the clothes of the Hehuan Sect disciple into a storage bag, and planned to hand them over to the Hehuan Sect or the people of the alliance, so that his family or master could have a thought after they knew about it. She never felt that a person who cultivates immortals must be ruthless and loveless, because in her concept, such a ruthless person should cultivate demons instead of immortals.
Continue in the infinite darkness, for they do not know what awaits them in front of them. Although the morale of several people was encouraged again, and there was no more panic before, the road ahead was unknown, and it was always right for everyone to be cautious.
Fortunately, when you were in the dense forest before, you picked the kind of monster beasts with delicious meat and hoarded a lot, so after wandering around aimlessly for a while, everyone can still gather around and taste the food together, in leisurely words, it is "fun in suffering".
It was the second night of their arrival at the Ancient Battlefield, and they seemed to have stepped out of the dark realm and could see the dim moonlight.
I don't know exactly what kind of place it is, but it's surrounded by undulating valley-like places. At night, it was cold and windy, the temperature dropped rapidly, and although the gray moonlight hung in the sky, everyone still only felt a biting chill rising from under their feet, even as monks who were several times stronger than mortals.
Because of the strange fire in her body, she didn't feel too sad, but she just felt that it would be a little cooler than usual.
But when she inadvertently glanced at Zhang Yining and the others with a pale and blue face through the dim moonlight, she felt that something was wrong.
After pondering for a while, they felt that it was the surrounding environment that caused their physical discomfort. According to Xiao Ling's suggestion, she tried to refine a wisp of alien fire in her body into pure fire spiritual power, and divided it into a few strands as thin as a hair and bounced into the bodies of several senior brothers.
Zhang Yining and the others were using the spiritual power of their whole bodies to resist the bone-chilling invading their bodies, but they suddenly felt that there was an inexplicable trace of external power in their bodies.
They thought that they were carelessly invaded by yin and evil, and when they were secretly complaining, they found that the power that invaded their bodies this time not only did not attack them, but also took the initiative to remove the trace of chill in their bodies. Now the spiritual power in their bodies has started circulating again, and they will no longer have the feeling of stagnation of spiritual power just now.
They subconsciously looked at Youran, but at the same time received a leisurely voice, "Senior brothers, this place is very evil. The bone-chilling coldness just now is the unique yin aura of the place where the evil spirits gather, so everyone should be careful. ”
"That trace of fire yuan power just now, please use it all over your body, it should have a good effect. Oh, and ......"
"You'd better take the next one, and be prepared. As he spoke, he took out a few bottles of Demon Breaking Pill from the storage bracelet and threw them to everyone.
Several other people secretly screamed ashamed, and almost accidentally fell on the road, and they all hurriedly took the Demon Breaking Pill, and the rest were carefully put into storage bags.
Then, the group continued to walk forward. Just when they hadn't gone far, they suddenly stretched out their hands to signal everyone to stop, and everyone immediately watched the movements around them vigilantly.
At this time, a leisurely and hurried voice was heard, "Senior brothers, let's hurry over, there are monks in need of help 5 miles ahead!"
As soon as the words fell, he jumped into a leisurely body, the owl's eagle wings spread, and the person had swept a hundred meters in front of him almost in the blink of an eye. The others glanced at each other, and they all threw themselves forward.
However, when they arrived at the place where the sound of the fight was made, they saw a scene that made them feel horrible. In what looked like a small hill, there were several sets of monks' clothes scattered on the ground, just like the monks of the Hehuan sect they had encountered yesterday. And the last surviving monk in the scene, the person who built the foundation of the Great Perfection, as if he was frozen by something, his body couldn't move, but his mouth kept letting out a terrible wail.
And at the moment when they arrived, in the hazy moonlight, everyone could see very clearly that a blue-green humanoid light cluster was lying on the monk who had built the Great Perfection, like a blood-sucking maggot, constantly sucking the flesh and blood of the monk until it ...... The monk who had built the foundation of the Great Perfection turned into nothingness in an instant, and all the clothes and weapons on his body fell to the ground.
And the blue-green light seemed to sense their approach, and vaguely seemed to stop and look over, but in the blink of an eye, it drifted away without a trace.
These pictures happened in an instant, and everyone was either surprised or stunned and did not react, and then the blue-green light cluster disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The few people who came back to their senses gasped at the same time. Is this the legendary wraith? Why is it so terrifying......
"The monk... It is the foundation of the Great Perfection... Zhang Yining felt that the roots of his teeth were trembling.
Yes, the monks who built the foundation of the Great Perfection were all scum in front of that resentful spirit, and they were turned to ashes in an instant. Then a few of them are still several levels lower than others......
The faces of the brothers were never so ugly.
"Could it be that we are really going to die here like those people just now?" The despair in Duan Zhengming's tone was obvious.
In fact, he wanted to retreat when he came down here yesterday, he has always been a stable personality, and he doesn't want to put himself in danger for some benefits. However, he couldn't even get out of the identity token by smashing it, so what could he do now? Could he really just wait here to die?
In fact, he is not the only one, it is estimated that several other people will have such thoughts, but everyone has not said anything for the time being.
Indeed, how many people can face death and still be calm? Of course, there are not no such people, but there are very few. And our leisurely classmates are one of them.
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