Through the daily life of Ghost Slayer

Chapter 150 Huge Magic Pattern

Zhang Xie wanted to get away and leave, but then he thought that if this is the way to leave, once he misses it, he will regret it.

He castrated gradually, trying to avoid the magic pattern while seeing clearly.

The surrounding area was empty, and the magic pattern expanded at an extremely fast speed, engulfing Zhang Xie in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Xing Shoulang was very anxious, but he couldn't go out to tell the truth, so he had to face the crystal ball and yelled: "Run! Run! Don't stop!"

The crystal ball quickly came to a conclusion.

Zhang Xie will undoubtedly die.

"Zhang Xiejun, don't stop!"

Xing Shoulang's eyes were about to burst, and he slammed the crystal ball furiously.

The seemingly fragile crystal ball is extremely tough, and Xing Julang tried his best to keep it intact.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Xing Shoulang desperately searched for the exit.

Surrounded by copper and iron walls, like a whole, he groped for a long time, and returned angrily.

Zhang Xie is no longer visible in the crystal ball.

Anjuro almost lay on it, still unable to see.

"Zhang Xiejun! Zhang Xiejun!" he shouted eagerly.

The crystal ball remained silent.

Xing Shoulang sat beside the crystal ball dejectedly, thinking hard about a good plan.

Zhang Xie soared in the vast halo formed by the magic pattern, like a small boat being slapped back and forth by the huge waves, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't move, and he watched the ferocious halo, throwing him from this side, fiercely the other side.

He opened his mouth and poured bitter gas into his mouth. His chest felt tight and he just wanted to vomit.

Tossing and turning in the waves, it took a while before he took a breath, but a bigger wave followed.

These waves of pure energy can easily tear apart gold and stone.

Zhang Xie's flesh and blood was hard to resist.

In a moment, the stabbing pains all over his body were like a knife cut, and the clothes had been smashed to pieces, revealing the skin covered with cracks.

Xing Shoulang raised his head and shouted into the depths of darkness: "Please forgive Zhang Xie! Please forgive us!"

He can't imagine who has such a great ability to play them in the palm of their hands.

No one answered.

The crystal ball shone with a burst of fluorescence.

Xing Shoulang immediately shifted his gaze to the crystal ball.

After the fluorescence, Zhang Xie's fragmented body appeared on the crystal ball, blood and magic patterns gathered together, rendering it a dazzling bright red.

"No, you can't!" Xing Shoulang looked at Zhang Xie's body, suddenly at a loss.

Zhang Xie is not dead, he still maintains his mind, even though his body has been destroyed by magic patterns.

The magic pattern was still expanding at an extremely fast speed, soon occupying most of the space.

All objects within its range are pulverized.

The soldier-level spirits turned back to pure energy and were absorbed by the patterns.

Soon, most of the space was filled with only huge and exquisite patterns.

It exudes a golden yellow luster, and there are many small thin lines free.

Every thin line contains extremely terrifying energy, and everything it passes is ruins.

A word suddenly appeared on the crystal ball.

"Soon, they'll sweep through here, the whole space will cease to exist, and we'll be able to get out."

Xingjulang shouted in shock: "Who is it? Who are you?"

The crystal ball stopped responding, Xing Julang licked his chapped lips, staring at the crystal ball intently.

Zhang Xie's body began to heal.

Extremely slow.

He felt that his body was numb and uncomfortable, and the damaged skin was giving birth to tiny granulation.

He moved a bit, and there was another piercing pain, and it took a long time for him to breathe.

After a while, he moved a little, and the pain subsided sharply. He opened his eyes and saw the scene around him clearly.

Surrounded by thin golden threads, he could feel the huge energy contained within.

Astonished, he carefully avoided the thin line.

Backwards, blocked by a long river of thin lines, going forward, blocked by another long river.

He found himself in the midst of the Holy Grail, sealed off with no way out.

Xing Shoulang stared at the crystal ball in panic, waiting for the other party to respond.

For a long time, the crystal ball remained motionless.

Who are they?Why do you want to go out?Could it be that the person who can easily bring him and Zhang Xie here can't collect all the scrolls by himself?There are many doubts, but the crystal ball just doesn't answer.

Xing Shoulang was very anxious and had nothing to do.

Zhang Xie used the soil blade to defeat the corner of the holy grail, and finally a gap appeared, and he rushed over immediately.

There is huge energy connected in the gap. When Zhang Xie passed through the gap, he was bombarded by the pure energy, and the newly healed flesh and blood showed signs of cracking again.

Finally escaped from the Holy Grail, before Zhang Xie could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a maze-like pattern.

This is a small area in the center.

Zhang Xie thought, if you go to the east, you will face a labyrinth of patterns, and if you flee south, you will encounter a large number of small patterns.

He could only go north. He remembered that there were only a few patterns on the north side, and it was easy to pass.

Zhang Xie looked around to find the north. Although there was no magnet, he knew the direction he came from.

Without really touching the thin thread, the energy overflowing from the thin thread alone made Zhang Xie very uncomfortable. Along the way, there was not a single intact skin on his body, and large cracks appeared in more places, with blood gushing like a fountain.

He had to grit his teeth and wrap the wound with broken cloth strips to avoid excessive blood loss.

Although there are not many patterns in the north, but the area is large and the distance is a bit far, Zhang Xie is in a place where energy is raging, and it is gradually difficult to support.

What surprised Zhang Xie even more was that the further he walked, the more violent his energy became.

These berserk energies move extremely fast, and if they are accidentally bumped into, they will have to bear an extremely terrifying impact.

Zhang Xie didn't dare to try the law with his own body, his flesh and blood couldn't compete with these pure energies.

Carefully avoiding the berserk energy, Zhang Xie had to cross a long and narrow river of thin lines.

Zhang Xie used his earth blade to split it open.

A small gap appeared, and Zhang Xie couldn't wait to rush over.

Before passing through the gap, a surge of energy bounced Zhang Xie away.

Zhang Xie was startled, and tried to straighten his body, but the force of the bounce was too great, and he was knocked into the thin line river.

His heart skipped a beat and sank to the bottom, secretly thinking that my life is over.

The long river of thin lines immediately surrounded him, and the thick energy began to tear his body apart.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xie suddenly felt his throat was sweet and vomited blood again and again.

The wounds on the body are large, and healing becomes extremely difficult.

Many thin golden threads penetrated into his body, wandering between the flesh and blood.

Some thin threads crushed his flesh and blood, but others reshaped his flesh and blood.

Zhang Xie's consciousness gradually blurred, and the severe pain made it difficult for him to think.

His flesh broke and reunited.

Gradually, more and more thin threads drilled in.

The thin lines that reshaped the flesh and blood grew, and Zhang Xie's flesh and blood began to repair at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The crystal ball flickered a few more times, but no words appeared.

Xing Shoulang stared anxiously at the crystal ball, looking forward to the words, but afraid of the words.

"Why did you choose us?"

"You guys are so capable, do you still need us to collect the scrolls?"

Xing Shoulang finally couldn't help asking.

The crystal ball flickered, but there was no answer.

(End of this chapter)