Through the daily life of Ghost Slayer

Chapter 141 Magic Pattern
Tian Shangyang's face changed slightly, and the two tumbling earth dragons seemed to swallow him into his stomach.

The power of the supervisor condensed in his hands, gradually forming a huge ball. He lifted the object and threw it fiercely at the earth dragon.

The power of the overseer erupted into shining light, like a group of wild horses running wild.

Zhang Xie concentrated, rushed up suddenly, and stretched out his hand to grab the power of the supervisor.

Tian Shangyang looked so pale, how could he forget that Zhang Xie Neng controlled the supervisor's power.

With the power of the supervisor, Zhang Xie gritted his teeth and insisted on burning his palm with severe pain, and moved his mind.

Barely contacted with the power of the supervisor, but the severe pain from the palm made Zhang Xie unable to concentrate.

The power of the remaining supervisors is still enormous.

It collided with the power of the supervisor controlled by Zhang Xie, and most of it was offset, and the rest was swallowed by the earth dragon.

The earth dragon was a little stronger, and once again slammed into Tiangami Yangyi fiercely with the force of thunder.

Under the control of powerful spiritual force, Tulong precisely locked on the position of Yoichi Tanaka.

Tian Shangyang complained endlessly and made strategic mistakes. Zhang Xie should not be allowed to control the power of the supervisor.

But he still couldn't figure it out, Zhang Xie didn't have a supervisor, why could he control the power of the supervisor?
Brief confrontation.

Tian Shangyang kept stepping back.

Zhang Xie pressed on step by step.

Xing Shoulang wanted to help Zhang Xie and looked for opportunities nearby, but the battle was so fierce that he couldn't get in.

Yumi looked at Anjurou with interest.

She walked up Shi Shiran, and smiled at Xing Shoulang: "Hello, my name is Yumi, and I am the game supervisor."

Xing Shoulang stared at the young woman warily, what supervisor?He didn't understand, but as he stepped into the realm of transcending battle qi, he was extremely sensitive to the murderous aura of these people.

This seemingly innocent girl is full of murderous intent.

Seeing that Anjuro was silent, Yumi took a few steps closer.

"What? Don't want to tell me your name? I remember you were a violator too."

Xing Shoulang suddenly remembered that the elf Kyadel was also the supervisor and wanted to kill them.

He immediately displayed his sword intent.

The dark golden sword intent is very condensed.

There is a faint dragon chant.

Yumi covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Hehe, do you want to fight with me?"

Without saying a word, Anjuro used the first and second levels of the Hakora Dragon Sword and approached Yumi.

Yumi sneered.

"Don't eat and drink a toast!"

The earth dragon under Zhang Xie's control stopped suddenly, Zhang Xie's head hurt sharply, and he knelt down covering his head.

A large number of images suddenly appeared in my mind.

That was his encounter in the mysterious space.

After absorbing a large amount of spiritual bodies, Zhang Xie and Xing Shoulang's bodies became saturated.

A system prompt sounded in Zhang Xie's mind.

Congratulations on completing the underworld quest.

Open the fourth layer of the magic map.

Obtain intermediate magic soil blade and intermediate magic soil wave.

At the same time, the mental power is also fixed at the position of 2000 and will not change.

The earth blade and earth wave are powerful, but when used, they need to consume a special substance called crystal.

This kind of substance can be found in the mysterious space, but there are not many of them.

Zhang Xie searched for a long time, but only found more than 20 pieces.

The crystal exudes a silver-white luster and is warm to the touch, so it is beneficial for ordinary people to wear it on their bodies.

The two are still looking for a way to escape, but as time goes by, they become more and more disappointed.

"It looks like we're going to stay here forever."

Zhang Xie said with some dejection.

Xing Shoulang's eyes were dim, he raised his head, glanced at Zhang Xie, and then looked at the boundless space again.

Zhang Xie also said: "No matter what, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we should not give up."

The two continued to drift, and at a certain place, they found a huge silver-white pattern hanging in mid-air, with a large number of general-level spirits floating around.

Zhang Xie felt that this pattern looked familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while.

He approached the pattern curiously.

Xing Shoulang followed closely behind.

Two king-level spirit bodies descended, disturbing the general-level spirit bodies to flee uneasy.

The distance is getting closer.

Zhang Xie could see clearly that the white pattern was composed of tiny silk threads.

He reached out his finger curiously to touch it.

Those tiny silk threads were frightened and avoided Zhang Xie's fingers one after another.

Zhang Xie was amazed, they seemed to be alive, they were constantly swaying and moving, emitting milky white light.

Look up close, look far away.

Zhang Xie suddenly remembered that this huge white pattern was clearly the same as the magic pattern drawn by the saint in Wuying Mountain Village back then.

Zhang Xie was shocked.

Is this also a summoning magic?
But no one controls the magic pattern, and it appears to form itself.

Zhang Xie touched the thin lines forming the magic pattern again.

The thin line retreated, forming a small gap.

Zhang Xiezheng was about to advance his hand.

The thin threads suddenly surged back.

Wrapped around Zhang Xie's fingers, it feels cool.

Zhang Xieben was startled and wanted to shake off these thin threads, he shook them twice, and the thin threads were like tarsal maggots, sticking firmly.

Seeing this, Xing Shoulang rushed over to help.

When he touched the thin thread, the thin thread shifted its target and entangled towards Xing Shoulang.

Both were fucked with fine lines.

After a while.

Zhang Xie felt that his fingers were cold and his knuckles were restricted in movement and looked like they were rusty.

Xing Shoulang also noticed it, and exclaimed: "Zhang Xiejun, they want to eat our fingers."

Zhang Xie was impatient and pinched the thin thread hard.

The thin thread has no volume, and it is slippery in Zhang Xie's fingers, and it slides away with one swipe.

Let go and drill back.

They are like small bugs, fleeing in panic, and gathering together very regularly.

A small part of the thin lines were lost, the structure of the magic pattern was incomplete, and the light immediately dimmed.

Zhang Xie turned pale with fright, thinking that he had touched the mechanism, he called Xing Shoulang to retreat.

after a while.

There was no movement.

Zhang Xie stepped forward cautiously, the gap still existed, he put his finger on the gap, trying to get back the thin line.

But the thin thread that has been in contact with him refuses to go back into the gap.

Zhang Xie was a little anxious and asked Xing Shoulang to help.

The two rubbed and rubbed.

I wish I hadn't rubbed off that layer of skin.

Thin milky white threads are still wrapped around their fingers, as if in a demonstration.

Xing Shoulang looked at the milky white stain on his finger, and said anxiously: "Zhang Xiejun, what's going on?"

The wet and cool feeling is very comfortable, but Zhang Xie and Xing Shoulang obviously feel that the flexibility of their fingers is decreasing.

"No, they must be removed, otherwise we may die here."

Zhang Xie looked at the thin line on his finger and thought hard about a good plan.

When Xing Shoulang swung his arm, he accidentally touched the magic pattern, and many thin lines were attracted to it.

Anjuro panicked, but he was a spirit now and could not use his sword. He watched as his arms were covered with thin threads.

Zhang Xie immediately slapped Xing Shoulang's arm, and those thin lines immediately transferred to Zhang Xie.

Both of them were covered with thin threads, looking like a hairy monster.

Soon, their limbs were stiff and their brains were groggy. Those thin lines guided the direction, making Zhang Xie and Xing Shoulang drift straight towards the magic pattern.

Zhang Xie wanted to struggle, but his limbs were weak and his whole body was as stiff as iron. He used his remaining rationality to think about the problems he was facing now.

(End of this chapter)