The vicious master always loves to die

"How is this possible!" Wang Zhenren yelled out, "When I came out just now, Junior Brother Ren was clearly following..."

Obviously...following him just now...

Is that figure really Junior Brother Ren?At this time, Wang Zhenren only felt creepy.

Yan Xici and the others were also having a hard time. When they opened the door earlier, they clearly saw two people, but Jianxiu disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only Master Uncle Wang standing beside them.

In a team of five, for just a short moment, one was unconscious and the other was missing, life or death unknown.

Wang Zhenren looked solemn: "Let's go back to Junior Brother Ji first, if he is alone, there is no guarantee that something will happen."

Feng Changrong nodded, and the three of them quickly returned to Ji Chuan's room, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw him lying safely on the couch.

The outside is filled with countless demonic energy, once the restriction is opened, it will entangle, the more spiritual energy is abundant, the more those magical energy will be entangled with snakes.The confinement in the house is precarious, and it can be blocked for a while, but it will be infiltrated at any time.

"It won't work like this, the more it drags on, Junior Brother Ren will be in danger." Wang Zhenren took out a magic weapon prepared in advance from the storage bag, a ring-shaped hollow flower, "Since thunder and fire can break it, then I will destroy it." Use this ring of thunder and fire to attack!"

Although Wang Zhenren's strength is not enough, he is extremely talented in refining weapons. Although he is just an ordinary Jindan real person now, he will become a famous master of refining weapons in the world of cultivation in the future.The Thunder Fire Ring in his hand, as the name suggests, is made of Thunder Strike Wood and Flame Stones as the main materials, and the Flame Stones happen to be the extra ones that Yan Xici obtained during their mission last time.

The magic weapon stained with the spirit of thunder and fire is a sharp weapon to ward off evil spirits and destroy evil spirits, and is a natural weapon to overcome evil spirits. It was also specially made by Wang Zhenren before his departure just in case.I didn't expect it to come in handy before I got to the place.

As soon as the spiritual power was lost, the air of thunder and fire crackled, and those magical energy reversed the previous entanglement and faded back.

Wang Zhenren was overjoyed, increased the output, forced back the demonic energy, and became more courageous.

"You must find Junior Brother Ren as soon as possible, and contact the sect as soon as possible at dawn... It seems that the barrier of the Abyss in the Northern Territory has broken, and the influence has spread to hundreds of miles away..." Wang Zhenren said, his eyes gradually enlarged.He suddenly thought of a terrible fact, if it is said that other sects are indeed here to meet and wait, but there is no one there now... Will it be the same as Junior Brother Ren...disappearing inexplicably?

Shocked by his own thoughts, Wang Zhenren had a sullen face, hoping that things were not as bad as he imagined.

Yan Xici followed behind them, very quiet and well-behaved the whole time, with a hint of worry unconsciously showing in his eyes.The lives of the two people around him were safe, but the other two...he didn't know, because he didn't know them at all, which meant that they were very likely...dead.

There are not many magic tools to ward off evil spirits and demons. After taking out several of them and giving them to the two brothers, Wang Zhenren slapped his thigh and decided to make them now.He summoned the natal furnace from the storage bag, and found a lot of materials, planning to forge it on the spot, while Yan Xici and the others were responsible for protecting the Dharma outside.

The two held long swords and stood silently.Behind him is Master Wang who controls the real fire to smelt and smelt. In the inner room is Ji Chuan, who is restrained by various formations and cannot move.

Outside the barrier, those magic threads couldn't help but move around, sticking to the barrier made by spiritual light and corroding, and the waiter from the shop reappeared at their door without knowing when.Perhaps knowing their defenses, the waiter pushed the closed door with brute force, trying to break in and break the barrier.

The fragile door panel was crumbling, and the light of the enchantment was getting weaker and weaker. The forging at the other end was in full swing, and the door at this end was about to be broken into.

"Brother, you go to the inner room to protect Uncle Ji, I'll leave it to you here." Yan Xici said, pouring spiritual energy into the sword body, and treated him solemnly.

Without hesitation, Feng Changrong entered the inner room with his sword in hand. On the one hand, it was to protect Ji Chuan who was in a coma from being invaded by the magic energy, and on the other hand, to prevent Ji Chuan from breaking free and threatening them.

'Come—come out—'

Strange faces suddenly appeared on the film-like barrier. They stuck to the barrier and tried to get in, but were firmly blocked out.

Yan Xici was frightened into a cold sweat by that ghostly voice, and almost dropped the sword in his hand, especially when the faces without facial features were pressed against the barrier, he almost screamed out .

But... when the number of posts increases, when the faces are pressed against the barrier like big cakes that have been hammered flat... There are no hideous faces, no bleeding from seven holes, and no ghosts that appear behind you unexpectedly. Yan Xici calmed down.

Oh, they can't get in, they're just low-level ghosts, as long as it's not Miss Ligui in white and red dress, he seems to be able to.

Yan Xici slowly raised his long sword, pointed at the big face that was close to the outside of the barrier, and stabbed it!

The long sword pierced through the ghost with its spiritual power, and the majestic force instantly exploded and dissipated the ghost without damaging the barrier.These are just low-level ghosts, they have no self-awareness, they are just instinctively attracted by spiritual power, wanting to devour and grow stronger.

Yan Xici was very fast, and wiped out those ghosts with a single sword. In the end, the gloomy waiter was left standing there, showing an expression of resentment and covetousness towards him.

"Hand over the person." Yan Xici quickly wiped out those ghosts, pointing his sword horizontally at the waiter, "Otherwise, I will blow your soul away with one sword."

"Hehe..." The shop clerk smiled sadly, and then the thin devilish energy suddenly became stronger, and the ghosts that had dissipated re-condensed. They rushed over with their teeth and claws, biting and tearing the barrier, and soon tore the barrier out. breach.

Yan Xici: ... the déjà vu of this horror movie...

He raised his hand, made a tactic, and thunder fell, splitting the ghost into green smoke.

These ghosts are born by the magic energy, and the magic energy is endless, and they can be resurrected infinitely.The simplest and most straightforward way is for Talisman to use the Purifying Talisman to get rid of the evil energy, or use the spiritual power wrapped in the power of thunder and fire to fight against it.

If Yan Xici hadn't remembered a few tricks, the sword in his hand might not even be able to smash those ghosts.

Yan Xici took out the magic weapon that contained the power of thunder and fire, and his spiritual power was surging. To those ghosts, it was like a huge, fragrant food.He looked at those insubstantial smoky things, hooked his lips: "Come on."

'laugh--'

The ghosts poured in from the opening screaming, and rushed towards Yan Xici, the big 'delicious' cake. The aura of the monks and the fresh flesh had always been the coveted targets of these ghosts.

Yan Xici swung the ring, and spiritual power was poured into the ring. He swung the thunder and fire ring and quickly slashed at the ghost, directly smashing the soul body into thin air.

Oh, it works!

Yan Xici swings the ring, chops left and right, making big roundabouts from time to time, cutting to pieces those ghosts who want to get into the barrier to devour spiritual power and flesh.It lasted for a long time because the magic weapon itself contained the power of righteousness, which greatly saved the consumption of spiritual power.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, the waiter in the store became more and more gloomy, and he let out a sharp whistle, commanding the ghosts to attack in large numbers.And those ghosts not only attacked one place, but the fragile barrier was shattered under the soul sea tactics, and Feng Changrong, who was in charge of protecting Ji Chuan in the inner room, also fell into a hard fight.

The attack power of the ghosts is not strong, but they can't hold a large number. When they attack in groups, smashing and merging again and again, the two of them complain endlessly.

This room, Master Wang, is stepping up forging, the flames are blazing, and the spiritual power is so strong, it attracts those ghosts to move; the comatose Ji Chuan seems to be affected, rolling his eyes and fluttering, trying to break free from the shackles and jump up , Feng Changrong tried to hold people down while fighting with ghosts, which was miserable.

Day and night alternate, and at the time of the devil, ghosts and ghosts let out excited roars, the originally smoky and foggy form gradually condensed into substance, and the devilish energy that was as thin as a veil suddenly became thicker.They tore the barrier with their sharp claws, devouring the spiritual energy, and the already riddled barrier could no longer resist, and shattered.

"Uncle Wang, think of a way!" Yan Xici hurled the thunderbolt ring of fire like a boomerang, and the approaching ghosts were smashed into shards by a lightning strike, but the devilish energy is endless, and neither are ghosts. exhausted.

Rao is already a Jindan real person, and he is exhausted because of consuming too much spiritual energy.

Yan Xici knew that these ghosts were controlled by the waiter in the shop, but he couldn't get close to them, and there was a real Wang who was refining weapons behind him, so he didn't dare to be careless.

"Turn it into nourishment, don't struggle anymore." Xiaoer Dian's pupils turned black, and his whole body was overflowing with endless demon energy. Because he couldn't bear it, his human body began to collapse, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his whole body was chapped.

"This body is about to be scrapped...hehehe..." The pure black pupils looked at Yan Xici, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, not concealing his malice, "I'm worrying about what to do, hehehe... this Then send a good body."

Yan Xici felt a chill, and chopped harder with his hands.Those ghosts could break through the aura defenses around him, and the magic energy took the opportunity to entangle and try to corrode into his body.

The defensive magic weapon shattered and split, and several wounds gradually appeared on his body, and the blood made the ghosts even more frenzied.The place eroded by the demonic energy was cold and stiff, and the aura in the body kept trying to expel the demonic energy, but there was no way.

"Uncle Master... are you alright..." Yan Xici gritted his teeth, and accidentally got scratched again. The biting cold made him shiver and his limbs went numb.

"Hmm—" Feng Changrong hummed in pain from the next door, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, which distracted Yan Xici for a moment.

"Hey..." Seizing the gap for a moment, demonic energy entangled and poured into the wound, hindering his movement and making it impossible for Yan Xici to evade the attack.Countless ghosts and ghosts roared and rushed over, facing him and Wang Zhenren behind him.

'Crackling—'

'boom----'

Yan Xici threw thunder and fire and shattered a bunch of ghosts, and he was also entangled by the devilish energy, unable to move. The devilish energy boiled and stirred in his body, his internal organs seemed to be cut by ice blades, and his face turned pale from the severe pain.

"Nephew Yan!" Wang Zhenren gritted his teeth and freed his hand, rummaged through the storage bag for a usable magic weapon and threw it at it. Although he resisted for a while, he was quickly torn to pieces by a large number of ghosts.

The demonic energy took advantage of the void, and Yan Xici felt as if his whole body was immersed in ice water. He was so cold that he was stiff, and his limbs were so numb that he couldn't move.Those ghosts rushed forward with hideous faces, coveting this fresh and delicious body.

"Nephew!" Wang Zhenren's eyes were about to burst, Yan Xici in front of him was covered in injuries, and the other two people in the inner room were also alive or dead, but he was a little bit... a little bit...

For the first time, Wang Zhenren regretted that he was too Buddhist in his daily life. If he had built more magic tools in advance, he would not have fallen into the current passive situation...

The dark wind blew up, the demonic energy was transpiring, and the black mist drowned everyone. Even if Master Wang tried his best to throw out all kinds of magical auras, he was swallowed by the billowing demonic energy like a mud cow entering the sea.Countless ghosts raged and roared at him, while the nephew not far away was completely engulfed by the black air.

"Nephew—"

Yan Xici fell to the ground, his face turning bitter.He didn't expect that he capsized in the gutter, even though he knew he was in a dream, but this kind of shadow of death enveloped him, and the piercing chill almost paralyzed his consciousness.

The shopkeeper was bleeding from two or seven holes, and his whole body was crumbled to the point where he didn't look like a human being, revealing bright red texture and white bones, and the pieces of meat peeled off layer by layer like crumbs.But he smiled strangely, his white teeth were mixed with blood froth, and he walked slowly towards Yan Xici like this.

"what--"

There was a sharp tearing pain from his consciousness, as if something was desperately drilling into his brain, trying to tear his brain into pieces.However, he was stiff and unable to move, like a fish on a knife, he was slaughtered by the devil.

Yan Xici's consciousness was blurred by the pain, the sharp pain from being drilled into his brain by an electric drill made him scream uncontrollably, the hands that had turned into finger bones were slowly stretching towards him, more demonic energy restrained him Can't move in place.

"Perfect...flesh body...hehe..."

'Chi——' The ghosts swarmed up, scrambling to snatch this majestic physical body, smashed a group, and even more scrambled up.

Damn...it turns out this is the ending of a BE horror movie...

Endless ghosts obscured his vision, the bone-piercing ice-cold made him numb, and the pain of tearing his soul broke his soul.

This is not the dream I want, how can I let myself be so aggrieved...

Yan Xici's heart was on fire. In reality, it would be miserable enough to be sucked into a barbecue, but even in a dream, he would dream that he was being eaten by these things, and there was an unknown thing next to him, which was very important to him when he was young. The body is staring at it like a tiger, I can't bear it anymore!

He mobilized his whole body's spiritual energy to run crazily, using the formula to turn into waves of thunder, and let the thunder and lightning flow through his body, blasting all the ghosts close to him to pieces.The majestic thunder shattered the demonic energy, enduring the pain to wipe out all the demonic energy that had penetrated into the body and raged.

"That's right...you are much better qualified than the previous few monks. As long as I win you, I will be able to climb to the top again and cultivate to the perfect level." With a horrible breath.

The headache became more and more severe, and his consciousness was torn apart by a tyrannical force. Blood oozed from his ears and nose, and finally he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground, dying.

"You should be lucky to be the body of this seat..." Bai Gu giggled, pointing his bone claws at the top of Yan Xici's head, it only took one blow to completely crush the soul of this little monk...

This seat?Hearing this title, Yan Xici's heart felt cold.He thought the ghost in the skeleton was just an ordinary ghost, but he didn't expect it to be at least a Nascent Soul.

Yan Xici vomited blood, and poured all the aura into Jindan to make a last-ditch effort.Even if I blew myself up this time, I would blow this thing into ashes. Anyway, it’s a dream, so it doesn’t matter how I do it. I don’t know how the original owner survived, but I can’t die in the hands of this skeleton!

The aura around him flourished, causing the ghosts to become more and more crazy. They swung their swords and made tricks, and their whole body turned into a sword to fight against it.

"It's useless, it's just a mere golden elixir, why bother struggling, you can't escape." Skull's smile became more sinister, and the overwhelming demonic energy surged, swallowing up the aura.

Yan Xici's whole body was frozen, and his eyes were blurred. He heard the skeleton laugh wildly, but he couldn't spare any strength to resist.

It's over, the boat capsized in the gutter...

His body became heavy, his consciousness became more and more blurred, something stirred his sea of ​​consciousness, intending to engulf him...

"Master!"

Before falling into complete darkness, he heard a familiar voice, which seemed to penetrate the black fog through a thick fog.

Who……

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