Through the daily life of Ghost Slayer

Chapter 144 Mutation
The next day, Zhang Xie rushed to the magic pattern, his expression changed drastically.

The magic pattern has been restored to its original state, exuding a soft milky soft light.

Seeing this, Xing Shoulang couldn't help but wonder: "How could this happen?"

Zhang Xie shook his head, expressing his ignorance.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Xie called Xing Shoulang to perform magic together again.

"We must find out the reason this time."

Xing Shoulang followed his words and chanted the spell with Zhang Xie.

Although the spells of intermediate magic are long and long, Zhang Xie relies on his huge mental power to speed up his speech and make the magic take shape quickly.

Xing Shoulang was just learning magic and was not proficient yet, but his speed was actually the same as that of Zhang Xie chanting intermediate magic.

The earth dragon and the ground thorn come out together.

The earth magic elements in the air were sucked out.

Rumble.

The earth dragon rolled over with overwhelming momentum.

The ground thorns shone with cold light, unstoppable.

The magic pattern collapsed after a little resistance.

Show dark marks.

There is no magic element in the air, and it is impossible to perform a second attack.

"Zhang Xiejun, what should we do next?"

Kyojuro looked at the dark magic pattern.Look sad.

Zhang Xie took out a crystal.

Looking at the crystal, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

These are just over [-] pieces that have been found from the mysterious world after spending a lot of energy and time.

But things have come to this, if you don't use it, you can't get out of this world, and it's useless to keep it.

"Zhang Xiejun?"

Xing Shoulang looked at the crystal suspiciously.

A few days ago, Zhang Xie had been looking for it hard, but he didn't answer any questions, he only said that it was an important item, and if he took it out now, would it have any miraculous effect?

Zhang Xie stroked the crystal.

Smooth, soft and very delicate.

He began a long chant.

It is also an intermediate magic of the earth system, but the spells of earth blade and earth wave are much more difficult to pronounce and longer than earth rolling.

Xing Shoulang could clearly see the faint khaki luster around Zhang Xie's body.

As the chanting progressed, the radiance on his body became even brighter.

The crystal in Zhang Xie's hand was rapidly shrinking until it disappeared.

When the crystal disappears.

A huge khaki light blade appeared in front of Zhang Xie.

Whoosh.

The sound of breaking the sky.

The earth blade easily cut the magic pattern.

But what Zhang Xiehe and Xing Shoulang didn't expect was that.

The magic pattern has not disappeared.

Instead, it merged with the earth blade and turned into a strange pattern with a khaki luster.

It is no longer the previous magic pattern.

The Holy Grail turned into a birdman holding a long sword, surrounded by many small green-skinned people with sharp points, and in the middle was a wide and thick long sword with two wings.

Zhang Xie stared at it for a long time, but couldn't see why.

"Zhang Xiejun, what's the situation now?" Seeing Zhang Xie's ugly face, Xing Shoulang's heart skipped a beat.

Zhang Xie shook his head with a dignified expression.

The two stopped and walked around the pattern, confused for a while.

"Zhang Xiejun, I think this pattern is weird." Xing Shoulang looked worried.

"Weird?"

As soon as Xing Shoulang finished speaking, Zhang Xie also felt the unspeakable weirdness.

The bird-man in the pattern has a head as big as a bucket, a beak, and slender limbs, twisted and horrible, very awkward.

The big sword was inserted horizontally, and it was about to cut off the whole pattern from it.

Zhang Xie couldn't tell where it was that made him feel cold all over.

"Zhang Xiejun?"

Xing Shoulang called back Zhang Xie who was in a daze.

Zhang Xie took a step back, looking at the bird man just now, he couldn't help being lost in thought, but now thinking about it, he feels a little scared.

"Zhang Xiejun, what should we do now?"

Zhang Xie pondered for a moment, then suddenly clenched his fists: "Let's continue to attack!"

Although I don't know why the magic pattern changed suddenly, it must be related to Zhang Xie's attack.

Zhang Xie stepped back again, letting Xing Shoulang take a closer look.

He took out a crystal and began to chant.

Xing Shoulang avoided and stood aside. From this angle, he happened to have a panoramic view of the entire pattern and Zhang Xie's attack.

The huge earth blade took shape quickly.

Kyosuke widened his eyes.

The soil blade instantly disappeared into the pattern.

Rumbling explosions sounded again and again.

Xing Shoulang's brain sank, his eyes darkened, and he couldn't help falling backwards.

The earth blade cut across the pattern, leaving deep ravines.

The pattern did not absorb the earth blade, allowing it to dissipate.

Zhang Xie was overjoyed to see that the pattern was divided into two halves, and was about to go up to see what happened, but saw Xing Shoulang lying on his back, unconscious.

He hurried to check on Xing Shoulang's situation.

Help Xing Shoulang.

Xing Shoulang still closed his eyes tightly, his face pale.

Although they are spirit bodies, they have no real substance, but after becoming king-level spirit bodies, they are no different from ordinary people, and their substantial bodies are constructed by the huge soul power.

Zhang Xie called a few times.

Xing Shoulang remained silent.

Zhang Xie slapped his face hard.

Xing Shoulang is still not awake.

"Xing Shoulang? What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xie was shocked and kept shouting.

The pattern has changed.

One is divided into two, the upper one floats up, the lower one sinks, and after a certain distance, each forms a new map.

The new map is similar to the old one, but with minor changes in some places.

Half is white, half is black.

The bird figure above is snow-white, with a graceful shape and a graceful figure, which is actually a woman's body.

The lower bird has two double-headed wings, with pitch-black wings in the shape of bat wings.

Zhang Xie was shocked, but Xing Shoulang still had his eyes closed. He carefully placed it on the ground and stood up to face the strange pattern.

The weirdness of the pattern was far beyond his imagination. According to the memory of his previous life, the birdman was both like an angel and not like an angel.

Zhang Xie faced the pattern, and the pattern felt that the pattern came alive.

The white birdman and the black birdman struggled to get out of the pattern. Their limbs were twisted, their expressions were ferocious, and they screamed in pain.

Zhang Xie couldn't help taking a step back.

He saw red rain all over the sky, a blood moon hanging high, emitting scorching light, and the ground was covered with broken limbs and remains.

In an instant, Zhang Xie seemed to be hit on the head by someone, dizzy for a while, and his eyes went dark.

He secretly thought something was wrong, and forced himself to maintain his consciousness before he could open his eyes again.

The pattern was still lying there quietly, and the bird people maintained the same movements and did not move.

Was it just a hallucination?

Zhang Xie was horrified, it was too real, and at this moment, he still seemed to be thinking of the painful howls of the birds.

He settled down.

This pattern is too weird and must be destroyed.

Zhang Xie took out a crystal.

No matter what he will face next, he is willing to give it a try.

The chant ends and the crystal disappears.

Earth blade shaping.

Zhang Xie held his breath and tried his best to push the speed of the earth blade to the extreme.

The air ripped and its sound was high-pitched.

Crash.

The soil blade split the pattern into four pieces vertically.

The pattern squirmed, did not condense, and spread out in all directions.

Zhang Xie immediately retreated, and as soon as he stepped forward with his back foot, he suddenly felt a huge force behind him, he hurriedly moved back, but still couldn't completely avoid the huge force.

boom.

Zhang Xie fell back and was knocked into the air by a huge force.

He felt as if a hole had been torn in his back, and his vitality was constantly disappearing from it.

At the moment when he was away from the pattern, Zhang Xie only thought that he was dead, and his mind went blank.

For a moment.

The voice and smile of Ganlu Temple suddenly jumped out.

Zhang Xie stretched out his hand hard, wanting to grab it.

"Zhang Xiejun, survive! Survive!"

It seemed to be the voice of Ganlu Temple, but it didn't seem to be.

(End of this chapter)