A familiar road.
Soon, Zhuo Yifan led everyone to the gap.
Seeing the blazing hell fire ahead, everyone looked horrified.
After losing the magic circle, these hellfires erupted from the ground again, directly cutting off the road.
Everyone looked at Zhuo Yifan, believing that the god in their minds would solve this problem.
Zhuo Yifan did not disappoint everyone. He stepped forward and danced with his hands. The source runes were flying like elves, and streams of mist sprayed out, quickly forming a model of a small bridge.
As soon as this small bridge composed entirely of source power runes appeared, everyone was shocked and surprised.
This small bridge is obviously exactly the same as the one that killed An Chen and his party before, but it's just very mini.
The movements of Zhuo Yifan's hands at this moment are completely invisible to outsiders. Not only do they contain perfect spatial rules, they even have a hint of time rules in them.
"go!"
Zhuo Yifan waved his hand, and the small bridge flew out. Seeing the wind soaring, it soon turned into a ten-foot-wide bridge, spanning the sky over the crack.
Clouds of mist sprayed out from the bridge and surrounded the bridge, blocking out the hellfire.
"Everyone, hurry up, Rune Bridge won't last long."
After Zhuo Yifan finished speaking, he pulled Ouyang Qingzhi and walked over first.
Although everyone still has lingering fears about this small bridge.
But the 8,000 believers were so fanatical that they were willing to sacrifice their lives. Of course, they stepped onto the bridge and walked to the other side without any hesitation.
The magic circle that some people were worried about was activated, but the scene of blood and flesh flying around did not appear. A large number of monks successfully reached the other side.
Only some people who had great distrust of Zhuo Yifan were still hesitant, fearing that Zhuo Yifan would treat them as blood sacrifices.
In the end, about three thousand people were still hesitating.
Zhuo Yifan said helplessly: "Everyone, I won't force you. You are free to choose, but if you don't come here now, the Rune Bridge will disappear. You can think about it yourself!"
People crossing the bridge looked at the people on the other side with disdain.
Those people hesitated and were about to step onto the small bridge, but the small bridge twisted violently.
Zhuo Yifan spread his hands and smiled: "You don't have to worry about it now, because I no longer have the ability to build a rune bridge in a short time. Everyone, take care of yourselves!"
At this moment, the person opposite didn't know whether they were disappointed or finally relieved, because they no longer had to make a choice.
But at this moment, someone suddenly let out a shrill scream, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Zhuo Yifan and Ouyang Qingzhi were also startled. They looked up and saw countless light spots suddenly appearing behind them, like fireflies in the night sky, overwhelming the sky.
"No, it's ghosts. Why do they appear here?"
Zhuo Yifan was shocked, and everyone was stunned.
"Go quickly, you can't stay here for long." Zhuo Yifan made a decision immediately, and the power of his mind spread out, covering everyone, and rushed forward quickly.
These hesitant monks are simply regretting it at this moment. If they had known this, even if they were used by Zhuo Yifan, it would be better than staying here to feed the ghosts!
These ghosts are so densely packed, there are tens of thousands at least.
They didn't know where they were hiding before, but now they surged out and immediately surrounded these three thousand people. Even if they had extraordinary abilities, they were still doomed at this moment.
ah!
ah!
ah!
The screams and wails echoed through the void, making people's heart strings tighten, and they just wished they could get as far away from this terrible place as possible.
One after another people are directly possessed by ghosts.
Zhuo Yifan took the time to look back and was stunned, shocked and speechless.
After the ghost was killed, the monks instantly turned into stone statues, but their spiritual bodies were not forced out. Instead, a white light burst out from their heads.
This white light was very terrifying, like brain matter being ejected. Then, the white light was absorbed back by a dark halo, and fell into the head of the stone statue.
This is nothing, but the scene that happens next is what Zhuo Yifan is really afraid of.
The stone monk who had turned into stone actually started to move.
Click!
Click!
They took steps, but the pieces on their bodies fell off one after another, making them look extremely stiff.
Soon, all three thousand monks turned into zombie-like existences.
A terrifying green light flashed in their eyes, like ghosts crawling up from hell. They were twisted and twisted, but they also looked like zombies in Western legends.
Ouyang Qingzhi said in shock: "Yifan, what's going on? How did they come back to life?"
An idea flashed in Zhuo Yifan's mind and he said: "They are adapting to their bodies. These ghosts should have been out of the human body for a long time. No, they may be the ghosts of the ancient Yuan clan."
Ouyang Qingzhi was surprised: "How did they retain it after so long?"
"Have you forgotten how special this place is? In the gap between time and space, there is no concept of time and space at all. From our perspective, tens of millions of years have passed, but from their perspective, it may only be a few years.
"
Zhuo Yifan felt his back go numb, especially when he saw those stiff stone statues gradually becoming flexible, so he quickened his pace.
There are countless ghosts, but there are only three thousand human bodies, which is obviously not enough.
They stared at the large number of monks opposite.
One by one, they howled and rushed towards this side.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Suddenly, streams of hellfire spurted out from under the gap, and the ghosts that happened to fly above let out silent howls of souls, and were burned to ashes one by one.
When the ghost behind saw this, he immediately stopped moving forward.
They looked at the monks in the distance, each one excitedly shouting in the air.
"Fortunately, the fire of hell stopped their progress, otherwise it would have been tragic."
Zhuo Yifan broke into a cold sweat.
These ghosts are obviously not on the same level as the ghosts of the Netherworld Sect in the underground passage, they are too ferocious.
Countless ghosts gathered in front of the gap, forming a long white "wall", which looked quite spectacular.
The monks all turned pale when they saw it, and they were secretly very happy.
If he had hesitated for just a moment, he and the others would have been devoured by them.
Not only were the monks' bodies taken away, but their souls and consciousness were completely devoured and fused by the ghosts.
At this moment, everyone's admiration for Zhuo Yifan reached a new level.
Zhuo Yifan has saved their lives several times. If they don't know how to be grateful, they are really not human.
In front of it is the real Naihe Bridge.
At this moment, Anchen Yindang and others have obviously crossed the Naihe Bridge.
The lonely little bridge looked very mysterious and strange in the mist.
Chapter completed!