Spirit Realm Walker

Wraith? Where did the resentful spirit come from?

Hei Wuchang's heart suddenly shuddered. The little resentful spirit in front of him was no threat to him, but the one who could drive the resentful spirit must be the Night Travel God.

Has the leader of Night Rose found me? Are you going to take advantage of the situation directly?

When Hei Wuchang was in shock and doubt, the sound of rapid footsteps was heard, and then, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, looking curiously into the alley.

It was a rather handsome young man who looked over with a bit of hope and curiosity.

When their eyes met, the young man's face suddenly froze.

Hei Wuchang saw in his eyes more complex emotions than his own, including surprise, surprise, and fear.

Night God? The aura is not strong, he is not from Dark Night Rose, he is from Taiyi sect? No, the person who will appear here at this time must be an official person and a direct descendant of Fu Qingyang

Think again about the injustice of heaven being manipulated.

Yuanshi Tianzun? This name flashed in Hei Wuchang's mind.

Damn it, Hei Wuchang? ! Didn't he have a fight in school? Why did he appear here? Xiao Tiaobi hurt me! !

Zhang Yuanqing quickly pressed the wireless earphone and shouted: "Teng Yuan is very long, Hei Wuchang is here with me, come quickly, the location is"

Before he finished speaking, Hei Wuchang was like a big bird, stepping on the wall and swooping over. His pupils shrank into slits, and his brown eyeballs turned amber.

Sharp bone spurs sprouted from his back, elbows, and knees, which pierced his clothes with a "tear" sound.

Sorry to bother you. Farewell. Zhang Yuanqing didn't bother to talk and quickly retreated. At the same time, he used his night swimming skills to hide his figure.

Hei Wuchang's attack was so fast that he didn't even have time to recall Little Dobby, and only sent the "escape" command to the child.

An evil profession at the peak of the level 6 saint realm, let alone a level 2 night wandering god like myself, even a level 4 night wandering god would probably be filled with hatred on the spot.

Hei Wuchang is a confidant of the former vice-president of the Psychic Society, and can be regarded as a powerful boss.

Zhang Yuanqing's idea is very clear - escape!

But he couldn't escape completely. Although he didn't understand why he appeared here, since he was here, there must be something wrong with the ambush of Fu Qingyang and the elders of Baihua Club.

At this time, what he has to do is to entangle the opponent as much as possible and buy time for the big guys.

Fujiyuan has received his message.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing's lungs were on fire, his throat hurt and itchy, he coughed violently, his head became dizzy, and his figure immediately emerged.

I don't know when he was poisoned.

"Crack!" Hei Wuchang, who was covered in bone spurs, bounced his knees, and with the sound of the concrete pavement cracking, he ejected without giving the enemy a chance to react.

He was confident that he could kill the Night Travel God in front of him within two or three moves.

High-level strong men hunt down low-level ones with ease.

The shrill sound of wind blew towards his face. Zhang Yuanqing looked at the enemy who was in front of him in an instant. The hairs on his back stood up. He endured his physical discomfort and opened the inventory with a thought.

The next moment, Huang Chengcheng's orb came into his hands. His feet sank, and his shoulders felt like a huge mountain was pressing on them.

"Poof!"

Hei Wuchang retracted his right shoulder, bent his elbow, and pushed his right arm with strong muscles. His straight punch was like a spear, thrusting out hard.

The khaki light curtain shook violently, like bubbles in the wind.

Thump thump thump. Zhang Yuanqing staggered back, cracking the cement pavement with each foot.

"Poof!"

With another punch, the orb in Zhang Yuanqing's hand made a slight "click" sound and cracked.

"Poof!"

After the third punch, the Orb of Calmness could no longer hold up and shattered into powder, and the light curtain dissipated.

Zhang Yuanqing had bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his face turned pale.

Hei Wuchang kept walking, getting closer, and punched Zhang Yuanqing's head with his fourth punch, causing the air to roar like an explosion.

Zhang Yuanqing's body collapsed, narrowly avoiding this fatal punch.

At some point, a pair of brand-new red dance shoes was put on his feet. After dodging a straight punch, the red shoes jumped up, spinning and jumping first to avoid Hei Wuchang's sweeping leg.

Then, with superb prediction, he jumped horizontally to avoid the bone spur's vertical attack.

During the whole process, Zhang Yuanqing, the owner, was dizzy and coughing up blood. He was completely defeated.

"There are a lot of props."

Hei Wuchang raised his eyebrows. As a night wandering god in the extraordinary stage, he had two props and was considered very wealthy.

This Yuanshi Tianzun can pass two S-level spiritual realms, and he is indeed worth a lot of money.

"Go, go quickly." Zhang Yuanqing spat out a weak voice and ordered Hong Dancing Shoes.

At this moment, he had no idea of ​​stalling for time. He was too strong. The witch and Gu master at the peak of the Saint Realm was too strong. He could kill him instantly when he met. His strength and speed were too far apart, and there was no possibility of melee combat.

This is also the reason why he did not take out the Bloodthirsty Blade.

As for the ghost bride, the ghost bride's level should have reached the saint level, but there is a big gap between the saint and the saint.

He is not sure about the specific level of the Ghost Bride, but he knows that Hei Wuchang is an evil profession and a level 6 saint. This means that at the same stage, there are very few who can beat Hei Wuchang.

Once his judgment is wrong, he will have no room for maneuver and will be dead.

The red dancing shoes immediately led the useless owner and rushed towards the residential building, walking on the ground on the steep wall.

The rules of red shoes ignore the terrain.

It is not only a hunting weapon, but also sometimes an escape weapon.

"Want to escape?"

Hei Wuchang sneered and did not pursue him. Instead, he reached into the void and grabbed a simple scarecrow, the size of a palm, with purple talismans attached to the front and back, exuding an aura of corruption and depravity.

The scarecrow's face twisted, and its eyes and nose squirmed. It looked like Zhang Yuanqing, and its two feet were also dyed with a red light.

Hei Wuchang pinched the scarecrow's feet with two fingers and exerted force.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was running wildly on the building, suddenly felt that his momentum was stagnant. He looked down and saw that the brand-new body of the red dance shoes was covered with a layer of gray, like worn-out shoes that had been abandoned for decades.

He fell uncontrollably and hit the ground hard, causing fine dust to rise on the street.

"Ahem."

Zhang Yuanqing coughed violently and coughed up blood. There was a serious problem with his lungs. The toxins spread throughout his body. If it weren't for his strong vitality, he would have died of organ failure.

"The shoes are good, they belong to me!" Hei Wuchang pinched the scarecrow's head with two fingers and used hard force to crush the little bug to death.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Yuanqing looked up to the sky and roared, and a bright moonlight broke through the clouds and shone on him.

Xiaoyue!

He regained some strength through this, grabbed the magic pestle from the inventory, and stabbed it hard in the thigh.

Xuanhe's golden light burst out, and Zhang Yuanqing's face was just cast into a gray shadow before it was dispelled by the golden light.

Unfortunately, the power of purification only targets the owner himself, and the red dancing shoes are still eroded by the gray waste, temporarily losing their magic.

Zhang Yuanqing took a few breaths, and the power of purification dispelled some of the toxins. The pain was no longer intense, but that was the limit.

The witch and Gu master in the saint realm was so poisonous and terrifying that he was almost completely disabled from the very beginning.

The Calm One's Orb is broken, the Flame Gloves are definitely useless, the red dancing shoes are contaminated, the Dreaming Jade Talisman has been used, the Demon-Fighting Pestle is good at purifying, but not good at killing enemies. In order to keep a low profile today, I didn't bring the Elvis Speaker. But it’s useless to bring it.

The Ghost Bride should be able to block him, but there is a high probability that it will not be able to truly threaten the evil profession at the peak of the Saint.

Zhang Yuanqing's various props flashed through his mind, and he desperately found that he was in a desperate situation.

This is the most terrifying and powerful enemy he has ever encountered since he became a spiritual walker.

"Are there any props? The power of the sun?"

Hei Wuchang was startled. The bead he broke was only of extraordinary quality, but the red dancing shoes that could automatically dodge and the brass pestle he just took out were definitely not of extraordinary quality. Comparable.

In particular, the brass pestle actually contains the power of the sun, indicating that this item contains some dominator-level power.

"An unexpected surprise, an unexpected surprise"

Hei Wuchang laughed, his slender eyes bursting with greedy joy.

"Happy Male Gobi"

At this moment, the light came on in the second-floor window. A bald old man opened the window, stuck his head out, and cursed at the two people under the window.

Oops! Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank.

Hei Wuchang raised his eyes and glanced at the bald old man indifferently.

The next moment, the old man covered his neck, foamed at the mouth, fell from the window, twitched his limbs several times, and died soon after.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes twitched. At this time, more and more windows were lit up, and the residents in the building were woken up one after another.

Hei Wuchang immediately turned his attention to Zhang Yuanqing, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Seeing this, he no longer hesitated, took out the red hijab and put it on his head.

I hope that reinforcements can arrive while the Ghost Bride is haunting Hei Wuchang.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized that something was wrong. The terrifying and majestic Yin Qi did not come, and the nearby sounds suddenly disappeared.

The whole world was dead silent.

Hei Wuchang did not take the opportunity to attack and kill him.

what happened? Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously wanted to take off the red hijab, but was shocked to find that his hands didn't obey him.

He could only move his eyes, trying his best to peek into the narrow field of vision under the red hijab.

At this look, Zhang Yuanqing finally understood what had happened. He saw that his body had turned gray-white, and the hard manhole cover and cement pavement under him were also covered with a light layer of gray-white.

Color, was taken away by what force?

When he was confused, he suddenly heard a vague, low voice with an indistinguishable timbre, and chuckled:

"I remember correctly, it's this time and this place. I haven't seen you in this place for a long time. Hei Wuchang."

Hei Wuchang's frightened and incomprehensible voice:

"It's you?!

"How could it be you? How could it be you? No, this is impossible, this is impossible."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Then, Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound of someone falling to the ground, and there was a thud.

Who is here, the boss of which force, the leader of Dark Night Rose? No, Hei Wuchang's reaction was a bit too extreme. Zhang Yuanqing's heart exploded.

But he couldn't move, and he didn't know what fate he would face next.

I don't know how long passed like this, but I kept glancing at him in the narrow field of vision under the hijab from the corner of my eye, and saw the gray and white colors receding like a tide.

Color returns to the world.

Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't wait to lift the red hijab and look intently.

More than ten meters away, a figure lurked quietly, it was Hei Wuchang. This witch and Gu master's eyes were wide open, with an expression of horror and astonishment frozen on his face.

He lost his life.

Next to the body, a crystal cup with fine workmanship and full of cracks lay quietly.

The little sun in the cup disappeared.

That man took away what the Demon Lord left behind, but didn't touch the Holy Grail? Zhang Yuanqing was confused for a while, got up with difficulty, staggered to Hei Wuchang's body, and picked up the cracked crystal cup.

Hold this rule-based tool in your hand.

PS: I just went to eat melon today, sorry.