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The whistling ghost rushed straight out of the white mist. She had no head, but she seemed to have eyes. Ten long black nails came straight towards Zhuang Qiu.

Zhuang Qiu raised his sword to meet him, the blade was scratched by the nail, and a corpse aura enveloped the sword, making his sword look a bit dusty.

Zhuang Qiu frowned and swung the sword, the flames of Qinglian crackled and burned the corpse, and the light of the sword burst into radiance again.

After a few tricks with the whistling ghost, Zhuang Qiu's tiger's mouth was a little cracked. The strength of this ghost is astonishing, and what I saw before is probably the consciousness left by this ghost. Now it is her real corpse. The power was stronger than before, and when the No. 13 move was hit, Zhuang Qiu vomited blood.

The heart that had been pierced was torn apart again, bleeding profusely.

Zhuang Qiu wiped his lips, and said to Ji Qingning who was behind him, "Find out your head quickly, I'll last a stick of incense at most."

After speaking, he lifted his sword up again.

It seems that this life-and-death situation stimulated Ji Qingning's potential. After countless deliberations, he really found a key.

"Senior brother, there is definitely more than one air outlet, and there must be at least two formations covering a mountain."

"So." Zhuang Qiu spat out another mouthful of blood, his face was already a little pale, but he was still able to answer Ji Qingning's words calmly.

"So my previous deduction was wrong. There is one air outlet, and the density of the white mist is radiated according to the spiral, but if there are two air outlets, the white mist will affect each other, and the density changes. The breaking point should be in the two between the vents."

"Direction, I'll take you out."

"Straight ahead of you."

Zhuang Qiu used all the spiritual power in his body, and the phantom of Qinglian took shape behind him.

"go with!"

The Qinglian Flame was driven to pounce on the Resentful Whistle Ghost. The Resentful Whistle had already seen the power of the blue flame, so she didn't dare to pounce on it immediately, but used corpse energy to consume the flame first, and when the fire was extinguished, the spiritual power The exhausted Zhuang Qiu is not far from death.

Zhuang Qiu hugged Ji Qingning up, but he didn't dare to stay, because he didn't know how long his flame could last.

He entered the white mist again, but unexpectedly, the white mist was not as thick as before.

Ji Qingning's surprised voice rang in my ears: "I guessed right, there are indeed two outlets, we just need to go straight ahead, we can reach the center of the array, I really want to see, is this array in the end?" What kind of appearance, exactly how to describe it, can draw such an exquisite large formation."

Zhuang Qiu swallowed a mouthful of blood, and said with a smile: "Then senior brother will grab the formation disk for you to play with."

"Take care of yourself first. Your spiritual power is already very unstable. If you forcefully drain your spiritual power like this, you will fall into a lower realm."

"That's the Sheqing ghost, it's the stage of transformation into a god in ghost cultivation, I'm thankful that I can escape."

Survival after the catastrophe put both of them in a good mood, and even the white mist that made people feel less scary in their eyes.

Victory is just ahead, Zhuang Qiu even has the mood to joke.

"Junior Brother, let's count our fateful friendship. Why don't you ask me for help, and I will be your brother and you will be your brother. You don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but you want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day."

"Who wants to die with you, you are older than me, and you must die earlier than me."

"It will die earlier than you, soon."

"What's coming?" Ji Qingning felt that Zhuang Qiu was in a bad mood for a moment when he said this, and his voice sounded a little low, but the white mist here made him unable to see, so he couldn't help it. See if Zhuang Qiu is really in a bad mood.

Fortunately, after a while, Zhuang Qiu's voice rose again: "It's not bad to be a husband and wife for a day. I plant the land and you weave. Isn't it a good story."

Ji Qingning immediately forgot about early death and said in shame and indignation, "Who wants to weave for you!"

After joking like this, the white mist finally became thinner and thinner.

Zhuang Qiu was also at the end of his strength, and it was not easy for him to gather his energy to resist the illusion. If he hadn't taken a pill to hang his life, he might really be killed by that green ghost.

Finally, the white mist disappeared completely.

Zhuang Qiu's sight is not obstructed, and he can see the situation in front of him clearly.

A disc about the size of a palm was hanging in the air, and there were two auras on both sides of it, which should be two air outlets.

The air vents continuously supply spiritual power like array disks, causing the spiritual energy in this place to be much higher than that of the surrounding areas.

When Ji Qingning saw the formation disk, he was also overjoyed, just when he was about to reach for it.

The whistle sounded.

Zhuang Qiu looked back in disbelief.

Impossible, the white mist can block visitors, and the whistle ghost can't catch up.

But unfortunately that's how it happened.

The whistle ghost is about to catch up.

"Take the formation disk and leave!" Zhuang Qiu forced himself to use some spiritual power, grabbed the formation disk in mid-air, and then used his spiritual power to pull it.

He hasn't been able to tear it off with his spiritual power.

Trying to use some spiritual power again, I feel my limbs go limp.

Fortunately, even though Ji Qingning walked over and poured a little spiritual power into Zhuang Qiu's body, it didn't have much effect when his spiritual power entered Zhuang Qiu's body.

With the help of Ji Qingning, the formation was finally moved a little by the two of them.

Just when they were about to completely pull down the formation plate.

Suddenly another whistle sounded.

This whistle was completely different from that of the female ghost, it was low and mid-spirited, and it was close at hand.

There is also a green ghost here!

What Ji Qingning said is correct, the Whistleblower Ghost needs two close relatives to face each other day in and day out to maximize the resentment, the one that Zhuang Qiu met was only female, the male one was always guarding near the array.

Zhuang Qiu looked desperately at the formation board, then at Ji Qingning who was still struggling to pull the formation board.

I didn't expect his death to come so soon, but it doesn't matter if he dies, Ji Qingning will die here for no reason.

It is not yet known where these two photoshoot ghosts came from, nor who killed them.

Zhuang Qiu was too unwilling.

His spiritual power is gone, so use physical power.

Already come here, even if you die, you have to break the formation!

The whistle is getting closer and closer, like the music of death.

"Break it for me!"

Zhuang Qiu pulled desperately.

The array plate hanging in mid-air was finally pulled down by Zhuang Qiu completely, but the impact of pulling it down still sent Zhuang Qiubeng flying out.

He and Ji Qingning received different forces, so naturally they flew out in different directions.

Zhuang Qiu flew seven or eight meters before falling heavily to the ground.

His consciousness could no longer be condensed, and the serious injury made him fall into a coma.

The two green ghosts finally ran to Zhuang Qiu's side.

The array glowed faintly, and a spiritual barrier protected Zhuang Qiu and Ji Qingning within it.

After the Sheqing Ghost felt the aura on the formation plate, its originally fierce expression softened, and the female among them rubbed against the spiritual barrier affectionately.

Zhuang Qiu, who was in a coma, had many dreams.

His dream is fragmented, because his sea of ​​consciousness is also chaotic.

He has access to many fragments of memories from his past.

After a person suffers a major blow, he will selectively forget many things.

Some things that Zhuang Qiu didn't want to recall were completely forgotten after he was rescued by Shenyin from the sea of ​​fire.

But now because of the confusion of the sea of ​​consciousness, those memories that he had forgotten played back in his mind like fragments.

He saw his sister.

She was a cute child, although she was a bit stinky and troublesome, but most of the time, she loved Zhuang Qiu very much, and most of the moments when she was unhappy were because Zhuang Qiu didn't want to play with her, and she got angry .

"Brother, you said you would take me to watch the fireworks, why did you go by yourself?"

"I took you away, what should you do if you lose yourself like last time."

"How come, I have a long memory."

"I dare not take you out, I'm afraid of being beaten by my mother, if you go, go by yourself, don't say I took you."

The younger sister with two shofar braids got angry, she glared at Zhuang Qiu angrily and said, "Then I'll go by myself! Hmph!"

Then the fireworks display that day turned into a sea of ​​flames.

In the sea of ​​flames, a tall monk fell to the ground. He grabbed his sister and said to Zhuang Qiu, "I took her away. This bag of spirit stones is the fee to buy her."

Zhuang Qiu yelled at the sky: "Fuck you, who wants your shit money! Give me back my sister!"

Suddenly, he seemed to see his sister lying on a stone platform.

The younger sister was dripping with blood and dying.

Zhuang Qiu was so angry that he wanted to curse, but no one heard what he said, and no one cared.

Anger builds in his chest, he hates so much.

Then one day, he found that he could finally touch things, so he killed the person who snatched his sister, and even slaughtered the other party's whole family.

It seems that only blood can wash away the anger in his heart, but this anger has lasted for a long time, but he has no enemies anymore.

Next, who should I kill?

He saw the younger sister at his feet, the younger sister was still so big, she looked extremely fragile, as long as she stretched out her hand, her neck could be broken.

"Zhuang Qiu! Wake up!"

Xiao Yi's roar suddenly sounded in Zhuang Qiu's mind.

Like a drowning person, Zhuang Qiu sat up suddenly, panting heavily.

At this moment, he was drenched with sweat.

Xiao Yi in front of him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuang Qiu came back to his senses, thinking about his dream just now with fear.

He actually wanted to kill his own sister?

Is that what it feels like to be enchanted?

Anger was accumulating in his chest, and he couldn't suppress it at all. Only killing could make him happy, but killing would only make his heart more and more empty. Only bigger killings and more blood could fill the hole in his heart.

In the end, he will become a tool that only knows how to kill.

He was taken aback by his appearance after being enchanted.

When he completely escaped from the dream, he found a circle of people standing beside him.

Uncle Xiao Yi, Master, and Lu Xuan.

Seeing that Zhuang Qiu woke up, Lu Xuan said sarcastically, "Yo, I didn't die, my life is pretty big."