What appeared in front of Han Yuan at this moment was a delicate figure in a red dress. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, the age when the flowers were first blooming, and she had a sweet smile on her beautiful face. A pretty/beautiful red dress swayed gently in the air, spinning the appearance of flower petals. Her hair was tied into a girl's bun, and a blood-red silk flower was pinned to the side of her hair, and a drop of blood seeped down the silk flower into her long inky hair, and then dripped to the ground along Bai Temp's face. She raised her head and giggled at Han Yuan, her appearance was delicate and cute, but her bright eyes were blood-red, full of ferocity and ominous murderous intent.

The girl had a skull hanging from her waist, densely covered with dark red cracks. The empty eye sockets always seemed to have a thick blood-colored mist floating in them. As long as the eyes meet the empty eye sockets, it seems that countless demons and monsters appear, and the strange illusions are constantly distorted in front of the eyes. Han Yuan quickly looked away, his eyes unusually serious.

This is a red-clothed ghost! Refined from the soul of a girl who died tragically in red during the Yin period, it condenses the dead qi and strong resentment, and is the most powerful type of ghost of all, and has formed a powerful ghost. Not only does she have the strength of the early stage of foundation building, but she also has a skeleton magic weapon made of a girl's head on her waist, which is from the same source as her, and the strength she exerts is even more powerful. In the second level, he had to face such an opponent, and Han Yuan also felt a headache.

Before he could think for long, the girl's giggles grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a high-pitched, piercing howl. The shrill voice echoed through the room, like a cry, so sad that it was impossible to hear whether it was crying or laughing. Her blood-red pupils stared at Han Yuan, her petite body suddenly flew up in the air, her nails instantly grew a few centimeters, and she grabbed Han Yuan!

Han Yuan suddenly dodged sideways, and the ghost phantom stepped in, narrowly avoiding this claw, so that he did not let his arm open a large hole.

However, Han Yuan turned to one side like this, and suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and endless blood-colored waves were gushing towards him. The originally swift movements suddenly became sluggish, and the body seemed to sink into a sea of sticky/thick blood, everything was slimy, and even if you had the strength, you couldn't break free. The world in front of me is blood-red, the tip of my nose smells a strong smell of blood, and even the sound in my ears is the gurgling sound of my heart beating and blood rolling! All five senses in my body are blinded, as if I have fallen into a world of blood, which makes people disgusting.

This feeling of being restrained only lasted for a breath, and as soon as Han Yuan's spiritual power was shaken, he was freed from it, but after all, he was confused by the illusion and slowed down.

What is the time for a breath?

If it were normal, it would only be enough for a person to blink an eye. However, in such a battlefield, it was enough for the ghost girl to swing her blood-stained red dress and come to Han Yuan's face, and five blood-colored long nails as sharp as knives pierced deeply into Han Yuan's right eye, trying to gouge out his eyeballs!

In the middle of the crisis, Han Yuan's body suddenly twisted, his upper body pressed to the ground, and the whole person shook his body violently in an extremely distorted way, shaking off the blood-stained palm of the ghost girl. At the same time, the Frost Sacrifice Sword in his hand lifted upward, and it actually pierced her heart with the power of the Fierce Ghost Girl's slaughter!

Outside the examination room, the deacon slapped happily: "Wonderful! I thought he wouldn't be able to escape." But this kid has a lot of ability. ”

The elite disciple's face was still full of disdain, but he still opened his eyes and stared at the flickering projection jade screen: "What a fuss, should you be watching a monkey show? What is there to pay attention to in this kind of battle...... This is the first wave of attacks to deal with so thrillingly, I don't think that kid will last long. ”

In fact, the ghost girl, who was completely dragged by the cold abyss and took the initiative to hit the blade, let out a terrible scream, and her originally solid body became a little thinner. Although she is a powerful ghost without intelligence, she also has the instinct of life, and this sword that pierces the heart, if she is not an illusory ghost body, I am afraid that she would have died on the spot. Even so, she was not lightly injured.

A terrible cry echoed in the room, and in the blink of an eye, the two figures, one red and one black, staggered and fought dozens of times, one person and one ghost were evenly matched, and neither of them defeated the other. Seeing that she couldn't kill the cold abyss for a while, the ghost girl suddenly let out a roar, and Bai Xuan's little hand lifted the skull on her waist and threw it high.

Scarlet skulls swirl rapidly in the air!

A large thick dark red blood mist suddenly spread out in its empty eyes, and countless grimaceous and hideous ghosts appeared in it, and endless miserable howls resounded directly in Han Yuan's heart. He seemed to be able to feel that the dark red blood mist was filled with endless resentment, endless unwillingness, resentment, helplessness and other negative emotions. For a while, one after another, formless and textureless ghosts poured out of the flag, turned into a terrible and bloody ghost mouth, and went towards the cold abyss.

This is not a real evil ghost, but a condensation of the girl's intense resentment and hatred when she died, each of which contains/contains a thick evil aura, enveloping the cold abyss. In an instant, the temperature in the air dropped a few points. Outside the examination room, the deacon commented with a serious face: "This kid is dangerous. He had only been in the game for too short a time, and he hadn't even practiced the art of controlling ghosts, so he couldn't restrain such a bloody ghost at all! It wouldn't be long before the flesh and blood of his body would be devoured by these bloody demons. Fortunately, this is an assessment, and it will be okay to save his life for a while. ”

However, in the room, Han Yuan was not afraid! Although he did not practice the spell of resisting ghosts, but with one force, as long as his strength was enough, he could also solve this powerful ghost! I saw him raise his hand and make a somewhat slow starting motion, slowly lifting the Frost Sacrifice Sword into the air.

Then, a sword slashed!

This is a whip technique originally created by Han Yuan, and later transformed into a sword move by him, and although it is rarely used, its power is unquestionable. A touch of pale silver frost shook out from Han Yuan's hand and turned into a sword light, dazzling and dazzling. I saw a continuous stream of silver light rolling in, faintly flashing with electric light, and striking towards the skull floating in the air at the speed of lightning and thunder! In just an instant, the blood-colored mist was split by this silver ray, and the sharp blade pointed directly at the skeleton's eye socket!

However, in the next second, the frost sacrifice sword that emitted a faint thunderclap sound in the air suddenly swung in the air, and the silver-white light flickering on the tip of the sword suddenly condensed a thin layer of frost, and a cold winter storm like a north wind completely submerged the skull! The skull didn't even have time to resist, it was frozen by the cold sword light, like a bright ruby buried in the wind and snow, and fell to the ground with a click, motionless.

This change of move became too fast, and it became too subtle! The thunderbolt that was as swift as the wind was terminated, and the tip of the sword swung into an ice blade thousand flashes, but this ice blade thousand flashes also made a change of moves, and did not condense the ice blade, but completely condensed the power of the ice in the storm, and instantly froze the skull. No matter how powerful this skull is, after all, it is just a dead thing, how can it resist such a subtle and swift trick as Han Yuan?

Han Yuan put away his sword in his hand and exhaled lightly, relaxing his tense nerves. In front of him, the ghost girl seemed to have been immobilized, motionless, only a drop of blood fell to the ground.

Powerful ghosts are ghosts, although they are not limited by the flesh/body, and the heart is pierced and intact, but life is completely dependent on the soul fire, and once the soul fire is extinguished, it is won without a fight. Han Yuan had already keenly noticed that the soul fire of this ghost girl was burning in that skull - in fact, that was her true body, and the delicate female ghost in the red dress in the outside world was just a projection of her consciousness. The skeleton was her original corpse, and although it formed a powerful artifact with her, it was also a real weakness. And the blow just now froze not only the skeleton magic weapon, but also the soul fire beating inside. He has already won this battle.