Through the daily life of Ghost Slayer

Chapter 146 Breaking Through the Strange Space

The referee was taken aback for a moment, then furious.

"Who dares to be presumptuous to Lord Mountain God?"

He suddenly stepped back, his palms glowing with silver light, and the light suddenly surged, and he grabbed the incoming man fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, the referee seemed to have seen the comer clearly, but in a daze, he suspected that he was wrong.

The opponent blinked and missed it. The referee reached out to grab it, but it was air.

He was horrified and hurriedly backed away.

The chest was slightly cold, and suddenly there was a sharp pain.

The referee couldn't believe that he had been hit like this, but the pain in his chest was even worse. He hurriedly lowered his head, his chest was wet, and blood trickled out.

The shooter stood behind the referee and said with a sneer, "You son of a mountain god, damn it!"

The referee groaned and fell to the ground, blood still flowing out, and soon gathered into a small pool of blood under him.

"Lord Mountain God will not let you go. Soon, you will all die soon!" The referee grinned. He raised his head and saw clearly who was coming. He was a big man with a beard, covered in animal skins, and tall and muscular. Arched, as hard as stone, exuding a metallic luster.

The man held a long sword as thin as a cicada's wing in his hand.

The sword that wounds him.

The blade of the sword glowed with a cold light, extremely sharp, just looking at it, you will feel the cold light hurt your eyes.

The man laughed loudly: "The next target of labor and management is the mountain god!"

The referee spat blood and said with a grin: "You are not ashamed to speak out, when you really see the mountain god, you will cry."

The man stepped on the referee and stepped on his chest.

The referee struggled but could not move.

The man stabbed the referee in the chest with a sword. Ordinary weapons could not do anything to him, but this sword contained terrifying energy. The moment it penetrated the flesh and blood, violent energy poured out, turning the referee's body into a mess.

The referee trembled in pain, his muscles tensed into the shape of a prawn.

"Haha, the Mountain God's men are getting weaker and weaker. This is the good opportunity I have been waiting for."

After the referee died, the man held up his long sword.

"Kill the mountain god!"

Four masked men walked up to the man and said respectfully, "I pay my respects to General Sima."

General Sima glanced at the masked man and said with a smile, "Are you from the He tribe?"

The masked man replied: "Exactly."

General Sima walked past the four masked men and glanced at the man who answered.

"When did the strength of the crane department start to be so unbearable?"

The masked man didn't dare to do anything wrong. Although he felt resentful, he still bowed his head and kept silent.

General Sima said again: "Looks like I have to talk to General Wei."

After General Sima's back disappeared, one of the masked men said unhappily: "Brother?"

The masked man who answered waved his hand, signaling not to say more.

Masked men surrounded Tiger King.

Tiger King stared at the masked man with wide eyes.

"How do you deal with this guy?"

The leading masked man said, "Give it to General Wei."

Tiger King struggled hard, was held by the masked man, and rushed forward.

Zhang Xie stared at the magic pattern in the distance.

Take a deep breath and chant quickly.

Intermediate Magic Soil Blade Formation.

The crystal in the hand disappears.

The earth blade quickly slashed towards the magic pattern. Wherever it passed, gravel filled the sky, and the space seemed to be cut.

Zhang Xie saw a black crack appear in front of him, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He immediately understood that he was trapped in another dimension.

I've been spinning around in this space.

If he wanted to get out from here, he had to shatter this space, but his current strength was far from enough.

Zhang Xie has another crystal in his hand.

Looking at the crystal, Zhang Xiechang sighed, I am afraid that all the crystals will be consumed here.

He reluctantly held the crystal in his hand.

chant.

The ferocious soil blade cut the space into black cracks again.

Do not allow cracks to recover.

Zhang Xie gritted his teeth, rushed up suddenly, and inserted his hands into the gap.

Running the Vajra Finger, the light of the dark golden finger soared, Zhang Xie felt as if the finger was about to break, and he had lost consciousness.

But he didn't let go, and let the crack loosen slightly with a strong force.

Far from enough.

Zhang Xie felt as if his fingers were being smashed into pieces.

He shouted up to the sky.

Fine cracks appeared on the dark golden fingers.

The fissure is still recovering and is barely visible.

Zhang Xie didn't want to give up, but the crack had disappeared.

Zhang Xie's finger was inserted into the void, and he lightened it suddenly, and he returned the finger, which was already dripping with blood.

With a light swipe, the skin and flesh split open, revealing the white flesh.

Although the wound healed quickly, the damage caused by the space continued. He felt a dull pain in his fingers, and they were not as flexible as before.

Failed to break through the space, Zhang Xie didn't know what to do.

I don't know what happened to Xing Shoulang?

Zhang Xie was anxious.

He walked around the space, trying to see the weakness of this space.

But after turning it around several times, I still found nothing.

It's impossible to go on like this, Zhang Xie knows that if he stays here for a while longer, Xing Shoulang will be even more dangerous.

Consumed five crystals.

Still can't break through the space.

He gave up using magic to force his way.

He closed his eyes, intending to calm himself down, but the moment he closed his eyes, he found a very fine white line swimming around him.

It is quite similar to the white line on the magic pattern.

They are thinner and tiny.

Hidden in the air, like a small fish in the sea.

Zhang Xie reached out to touch.

The thin lines playfully avoided it.

Zhang Xie reached out to touch it again.

What I touched was the cool air.

With quick eyes and quick hands, he quickly caught a thin line.

Start with the thin thread, and suddenly feel the biting cold.

Zhang Xie grabbed the thin thread in his hand and quickly created a soil shield, making it impossible for the thin thread to escape.

The small thread wriggled like a bug in Zhang Xie's hand.

Zhang Xie believes that they all have life, but life in the microscopic world is too small in the macroscopic world.

He looked closely at the tiny lines.

Concentrating and holding his breath, he saw a small black dot on the end of the thin line.

Two small dots formed the eyes, but no mouth or other organs were seen.

This tiny creature is almost invisible to the naked eye, but Zhang Xie can feel it when he concentrates.

This is another function of mental power.

Enhance body perception.

Zhang Xie pondered over the thin thread more than a hundred times, but still had no clue.

He gave up somewhat dejectedly.

Maybe these thin lines weren't his way to escape.

Abandoning the thin thread, Zhang Xie got up and walked again.

He was surprised to find that he was getting closer and closer to the magic pattern.

He didn't believe that he had walked out until he stood in front of the magic pattern.

Xing Shoulang's face was pale, lying not far away, still unconscious.

Zhang Xie hurriedly stepped forward to pick him up, ignoring the magic pattern for the time being, and hurried to the small house.

When we arrived at the hut, put Xing Shoulang on the smooth and flat stone bed.

Zhang Xie was at a loss again.

Xing Shoulang still had a heartbeat, but it was very weak, and Zhang Xie felt that his heartbeat might stop at any time.

His breathing was heavy, and his face was bloodless and glowing with blue light.

Zhang Xie patted Xingshou Lang's face, but there was no movement. He called a few more times, but there was no response.

(End of this chapter)