The old monster's mind locked on each flying sword, trying to find the main body, only to find that every doppelganger seemed to be the same. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

All the flying swords moved, some smashing into the skeletons that made up the pentagram, and some at the old monsters.

The old monster had words in his mouth and shouted, "Get up!"

Four skeletons appeared around him, and these four skeletons circled up and down, left and right, forming an impermeable defense, blocking all the attacking golden hoop rod splits from the outside.

The skeletons that make up the five-pointed star float in the black mist, and when a flying sword pierces it, it opens its mouth and spews out a cloud of black mist, and then flies out of the black mist like a snake's head, swallowing the flying sword into its belly.

Ling Yue watched the skeleton swallow the flying sword, and his heart was quite surprised. Of course, what is even more surprising is in the back, every time these skeletons eat a split, the mana increases by one point.

He decided to capture the thief and capture the king first, so he hid in the split and slowly approached the old monster.

When he was only three feet away from the old monster, he suddenly started and rushed over like an arrow from the string.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the old monster's mouth, and Ling Yue didn't notice it at all.

Three feet, two feet, one feet, three feet.

The skeleton-like body of the old monster was right in front of him, and Ling Yue gritted his teeth and sped up.

A flash of red light flashed, and a skull stood in front of it without warning.

Ling Yue was taken aback, but he had to send it when he was ready to fly.

The golden needle burrowed into the skull's blood-light mouth, and at the same time, Ling Yue felt a sharp pain, which was the sharp pain caused by the blood-light corroding the flying sword inside the skeleton.

Ling Yue held back the pain and continued to fly forward. The flying sword pierced through the skeleton at once, and it got closer to the old monster.

The old monster's eyes were slightly different, but this color was fleeting.

Before Ling Yue could breathe a sigh of relief, a skeleton appeared in front of him again. At this moment, he had the urge to scold his mother, and it was obvious that the other party had already discovered him.

He endured severe pain, penetrated the second skeleton, and as soon as he came out of the skeleton, he found that the old monster was gone, and what appeared in front of him was a banner with a skeleton painted on one side.

He instinctively sensed danger, and it was too late to retreat.

The banner rolled up, embroiling Ling Yue into it.

A sea appeared in front of Ling Yue's eyes, a sea of blood. In the sea of blood, there are countless walking corpses struggling and howling, and in the sky above the sea of blood, there are countless resentful spirits floating aimlessly.

Before he could figure out what was going on, his soul was pulled out of the golden rod by an inexplicable force.

He finally saw his soul, transparent, faint, like a curling white mist, in the shape of a human being, and in his previous life. Hundreds of years have passed, he is still him, he is still Ling Yue.

The golden hoop rod lost the control of Ling Yue's soul, lost its spirituality, turned into its main body, and fell into the sea of blood.

Ling Yue was shocked, the golden hoop stick was all he relied on, and he couldn't live without it. He lunged at the golden rod, while the spirits around him swarmed at him.

If in his previous life, he would have been paralyzed by fright if he saw so many resentful spirits wanting to eat him with their teeth and claws. Fortunately, the current Ling Yue has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and has gone to heaven and hell, demons and monsters, ghosts, ghosts, and immortals, Dao Buddhas, all of them. In the face of these resentful spirits, although he was a little shocked, he was not afraid.

He raised his fist and smashed the swarming resentful spirits into the air with a fist, mighty and domineering.

However, it is a pity that his body was stopped by these resentful spirits, and it was difficult to enter, so he could only watch as the golden hoop rod fell into the sea of blood.

The walking dead in the sea of blood rushed to the golden hoop like fish jumping out of the river, but they underestimated the weight of the golden hoop and were pressed into the depths of the blood sea by the golden hoop stick.

Through the gap between the resentful spirits, Ling Yue watched the golden hoop rod disappear from sight, his heart was filled with a sense of loss, and his eyes were blank, as if he had lost his most important thing.

Ling Yue has never been in love, not in his previous life (no way, there are too many boys, too few girls), not in this life (no way, who would fall in love with a stick), if there is, he may feel that losing the golden hoop stick is similar to falling out of love.

In fact, he also had the feeling of losing the golden hoop stick. When he first crossed into the world of Journey to the West, he suddenly moved away from his relatives and friends, away from everything he was familiar with, and came to the dark deep sea, and he also had this sense of loss.

This feeling is very bad, and it gives birth to negative emotions that give birth to him.

Another sharp pain came, and it turned out to be a resentful spirit who took advantage of Ling Yue's soul to take advantage of the gap between his soul and suddenly rushed forward and bit his neck.

Ling Yue angrily grabbed the resentful spirit, and tore it with both hands, actually tearing the resentful spirit into two pieces.

To Ling Yue's surprise, in this world, resentful spirits are physical, and after being torn into two pieces, even if they are dead, they cannot be recovered.

"It seems that the laws of this world are not the same as the outside world. He thought to himself, and to test his idea, he grabbed two more wraiths and tore them into pieces.

The two spirits died instantly.

The resentful spirits around him looked terrifying, but in terms of combat power, it was not at the same level as Ling Yue's combat power that had been cultivated for hundreds of years. Seeing the hope of winning, Ling Yue regained his strength, showed his majesty, and tore more than a dozen resentful spirits in a row.

The other resentful spirits finally became frightened and avoided Ling Yue from afar.

At this moment, nine black cracks suddenly appeared in the void, and in each crack a skeleton flew in, a total of nine skeletons, each the size of the front of the car, the same number as the skeleton of the old monster.

The skeletons laughed at the same time, and said, "I can't find your body all the time, it turns out that you are just a machine spirit, and you have been living in that stick. Now that your body has been exposed, you are destined to become a tonic for the Nine Ghosts. ”

Not to mention, looking at these skeletons that were much larger than his body, and sensing the terrifying murderous aura emanating from these skeletons, Ling Yue was really scared.

He felt that he could not escape this fate.

He felt weak in his heart, and shouted in his heart: "Ling Yue, it turns out that you are still a glass-hearted person and a cowardly person like in your previous life. ”

He couldn't help but feel quite sorry for the failure in his previous life, and during the college entrance examination, due to his poor psychological quality and abnormal performance, he failed to be admitted to a good school. When he was in school, the other classmates were either busy falling in love, or busy studying, or busy working, only he followed a few of the same dicks and was busy leveling and playing games, and in four years of college, he was almost useless.

Graduation is unemployment, and there is nothing to be done except complain about social injustice.

Such a life is gray, and it is unacceptable to him.

He was not willing to do it all over again, and he must not do it again.

"Ling Yue, you can't be useless forever, you can't fall forever, you have to rely on yourself and work hard to create your own future!"

Ling Yue looked up to the sky and roared, and the roar shook the heaven and earth. "I must get out alive!"

He glanced at the Nine Ghosts, and then a fierce man plunged into the sea of blood. (To be continued.) )