Chapter 145 The Second Iron Chain

Great!
In front of him, it is difficult to see the depth of the Qi trainer, and this Qi trainer is also a ghost feeder, and there is a green ghost guarding him beside him!
Mo Rang glanced at the pots on his waist. The three pots were arranged in a row, all of which were clay-colored pots, sealed with yellow mud, and a spell in yellow blood was sealed on the yellow mud.

— and two more.

In addition to the one that was released, there are at most two more to deal with!
Just before Mo Rang came back to his senses, Guan Shanyue flew towards her, her gray robe fluttered like a butterfly, and the long sword in her hand had turned into a stream of light, and the dazzling sword light shot straight up, like a gorgeous silver dragon , as if it was lightning shot down from the sky.

tear--

Guan Shanyue flipped her wrist, and the sword edge lightly stroked Mo Rang's right arm, making a deep and long cut along with the sleeve, and the golden blood soon soaked the white robe.

"Fuck!"

Mo Rang took a big step to the right, and with a flash, he held the jackdaw with both hands and slashed towards him, the movement was fast and ruthless, almost putting all the ghost energy on the knife.

This knife is very important!

Once Mo Rang's knife didn't hurt Guan Shanyue, then what he was facing was a top-level enemy whose defenses were already full, and the only thing waiting for him was to be caught and made into a ghost slave.

Yes, he has already seen Guan Shanyue's disdain and contempt for him. Compared with fighting in an upright manner, this person looks more like showing off his skills and playing himself.

It is the most stupid to have contempt for the enemy.

Don't let the scarlet eyes freeze coldly, looking at the Taoist angrily, as if he was dazzled by anger, making Guan Shanyue, who has been paying attention to his expression, smile even more contemptuously.

Just when the saber was about to hit, Guan Shanyue had already set up her sword posture and planned to repel him.

Such a knife move can be called crude.

There is a murderous move in vain, but it can't even break the power of his own sword!
"Your strength is nothing more than that..."

Guan Shanyue sneered, but before he finished speaking, the space in his field of vision had completely collapsed, and there seemed to be only a pair of scarlet eyes left in the world.

It seems ruthless and implies compassion.

"what is that!?"

"Bitter and happy—"

This skill——

Under the ghost general, no ghost can stop it!
Guan Shanyue's eyes froze, and under the side effect of the evil ghost turning his eyes and feeling both pain and happiness, Mo Ren's saber continued to hold the jackdaw tightly with bloody hands, and cut the white-haired Taoist straight in the waist.

Keng!
He only heard a crisp sound, and Mo Rang gritted his teeth. The shock from the knife made him die, but the anger in his eyes had already soared into the sky.

The one who prevented him from cutting Guan Shanyue in half was the green ghost guarding him!

Countless thoughts flashed through Mo Rang's mind. According to Guan Shanyue's strength, he could hold him for no more than ten seconds.

And in these ten seconds, he had to overcome the aftereffects of both pain and happiness, and ensure that he returned safely to the golden gate.

Only in this way can he save his life!

Seeing the ferocious but dull expression of that evil ghost, Mo Rang showed a crazy smile at the corner of his mouth.

"One chain, one life."

The evil ghost didn't understand what he meant, but it clearly felt a bit of shock, its ferocious expression froze, and even the movement of the pounce was a bit slow.

Mo Rang's body had already started to crumble and bleed, but his mouth still kept on speaking, every word he uttered was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"At the price of this body - slaughter the enemy in front of me!!!"

This space is obviously independent from the outside world, and there is not even a sky, but after Mo Rang said these words, there was a rumbling thunder from the sky, as if the wrath of God fell down.

Rumble--!
The Sheqing ghost didn't even make a sound, his vicious and distorted face burst open instantly, and a cloud of blood mist exploded from his bluish-black strong body, completely turning into bloody fireworks in this space.

At the same time, Mo Rang's body also burst into a cloud of blood mist, and he could almost see the beating heart in the broken breastbone. He insisted on clenching his teeth, standing like a green pine.

Only he himself knew that he was not as relaxed as he appeared on the surface.

"click"

There was only an extremely crisp sound of steel colliding.

Don't let his mind startle, his right arm sank, he only felt a pulling force from his right arm to his back, together with the pulling of his left arm, as if he was going to drag him to an unknown and dangerous space .

He didn't look, and didn't have time to look.

He gambled all the ghost energy in his body on Li Yun's ghost step, and with a desperate breath, he turned into a black streamer and fled towards the golden gate.

Five seconds left.

Four seconds.

three seconds.

Mo Rang's hand had already reached the golden gate, and then half of his body had already entered the gate, pulling the mechanism behind the golden gate to make it close quickly.

Rumbling--

Mo Rang couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, the heavy closing sound of the golden gate was like thunder rolling on a black cloud.

two seconds.

"Quick, close it!!"

Mo Rang growled, watching Guan Shanyue's eyes come to life, when he saw the black blood falling on the ground, this person's handsome face was completely ferocious.

Don't be able to guess that once this person catches him, it will definitely not end well!

boom -

There is only one line left to close the golden gate!
Guan Shanyue ran quickly with a long sword in his hand, his speed far exceeded Mo Rang's imagination, and he was faster than Liu Guang.

And Mo Rang just looked at him with a sullen face, expressionless from the ever-narrowing gap.

There was deep malice in the scarlet eyes.

"boom!"

Almost at the same moment as Guan Shanyue's sword thrust, the golden gate was completely closed.

Mo Rang just turned sideways to hide for a while.He wasn't hurt by his sword energy, but he was still seriously injured. He slipped to the ground with his back against the thick golden gate, leaving a straight bloodstain on the golden gate.

He had no strength left to stand up again.Even the eyelids feel heavy.Looking at the resplendent and resplendent room, he just closed his eyes without nostalgia.

Want sleep.

Want to have a good rest.

He could feel that his arms had been tied with heavy iron chains, and the buckle had strangled his arms, and the strong pulling force told him that as long as he relaxed even a little bit, he would be distorted by the empty space behind him. devour.

According to his current strength, he only needs one more iron chain, and he can completely say goodbye to this world.

【Escape, escape, escape...】

【You start to resent running away】

[On the road of being forced into exile, your strength is too weak, whether you are facing the wilderness or the ghost palace, all you can do is escape]

【You start to resent all this...】

"do not talk"

Mo Rang closed his eyes, his lips moved slightly, and a slight tremor could be seen from his eyelids, as if he was disturbed.

【You hate yourself for not being strong enough, and even start trying to find extreme ways...】

"I told you to stop talking!"

(End of this chapter)

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