The fragment of "Literary Saint's Pen and Ink" sensed that the square image was actually the hundred-foot-tall "evil spirit" of Tianyin Sect? "How is this possible?"
Yang Ji looked stunned, completely stunned by this idea.
The fragments of the literary saint's pen and ink contain the literary saint's righteous thoughts and mighty literary spirit, while the body of the evil spirit is filled with darkness and evil power, and is related to the alien space.
One is good and the other is evil, one is white and the other is black, so how can they be connected or even resonate with each other?
In the flash of light and stone, Yang Ji's mind was filled with countless thoughts. Evil spirits were not a product of this era, and no one could have such a huge body; the pen and ink of the literary saint also came from the annihilated ancient civilization...
, both of them are not products of this era. Could it be said...
At this moment, Yang Ji vaguely thought of something. But for a moment, he couldn't tell clearly.
"Xi Yuyu!——"
The war horses neighed, and Yang Ji raised his head. In the chaos, he saw several war horses with hunting manes, covered in blood, galloping in the direction of Yang Ji. However, as soon as they ran seven or eight feet away, they immediately bent their front knees and knelt down.
On the ground, fell to the ground.
"ah!"
Several heavily armored knights on horseback were also thrown out. Before Yang Ji could react, a wave of heat immediately hit his face.
Yang Ji was shocked. He looked up suddenly and saw five red fingers dripping with blood, exuding a heavy aura, grabbing them from the sky.
Each of these five fingers is extremely huge, almost as thick as an adult horse.
"not good!"
Yang Ji's heart suffocated. All the blood in his body instantly surged to the top of his head. The power of the evil spirit was so powerful that even a strong man like Xiao Zhoutian would be beaten into pieces if it caught him.
Although Xiaoji is extremely powerful, he is insignificant in front of such a powerful "evil spirit".
"laugh!"
Just when Yang Ji turned pale and was about to escape from the attack range of the "evil spirit" with all his strength, a sudden change occurred, and with a hiss, five huge fingers that were as red as soldering irons suddenly turned around more than ten feet in front of Yang Ji.
.The huge breath suddenly moved in another direction.
Amidst the loud rumbling sound, another large figure was crushed into powder.
Yang Ji was stunned by this sudden change.
"Yang Ji!——"
With a loud roar, Li Chen's eyes turned red, and he suddenly rushed over and grabbed Yang Ji's clothes:
"What exactly are you carrying with you? Why don't the evil spirits attack you?"
"What are you talking about?"
Yang Ji slapped Li Chen's palm away.
"His!"
Li Chen took a deep breath and ordered himself to calm down quickly.
"Yang Ji, you have something that can restrain evil spirits. Why don't you take it out? It's already this time, do you still want to hide it?"
Although Li Chen was extremely depressed, he still couldn't hide the anger in his eyes.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Yang Ji also had a look of shame and anger, and he was trying his best to think of ways to deal with the evil spirit. But Li Chen came over inexplicably and cursed loudly.
"I have also been attacked by evil spirits. If there were something to restrain evil spirits, do you think I would not use it? Do you think I would still be here?"
Yang Ji was equally angry.
"You really don't know?"
Li Chen was stunned.
Yang Ji shook his head.
"His!"
Seeing that Yang Ji's expression didn't look like he was faking it, Li Chen couldn't help but take a deep breath. He also knew something about Yang Ji. Both of them were from Pingchuan City, so there was no need to lie at this time.
"Then take a closer look around you."
Li Chen didn't say much.
The evil spirit's giant palm had been retracted, and it turned around and walked in another direction. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Ji took a closer look.
There were corpses all around, and the smell of sulfur and blood wafted in the air. It didn't seem like there was anything special about it.
But when Yang Ji took a second look, he was suddenly stunned...
"Found it!"
Li Chen's voice came from his ears: "The entire area has been attacked by evil spirits, except where you are. At first, I thought it was my illusion. Until just now, the evil spirits clearly attacked you.
I took the photo but suddenly changed the direction halfway through."
"But that doesn't mean anything, does it? He just turned a corner, maybe he suddenly changed his attention."
Yang Jidao.
"Hahaha……"
Li Chen suddenly laughed: "I have been observing for so long. When will the evil spirits suddenly change their attention? Yang Ji, what you are talking about may be the most common, but it is also the most unlikely."
Yang Ji silently. Li Chen was not wrong. Even he himself felt this strangeness.
There were indeed many dead bodies around him, but they were all killed in battle. And further away... it was simply a hell of Shura, and almost everywhere was attacked.
Compared to these places, Yang Ji's location is simply a paradise on earth.
It was at this time that Yang Ji found that a large number of experts from the imperial court and sects had gathered around him.
When Li Chen was talking, these people were also looking at him. Obviously, they also noticed the strange things around him.
But why is this happening? Wasn't he also attacked?
Thinking of the first time he was attacked by an "evil spirit", Yang Ji was suddenly stunned. At first glance, he seemed to have been attacked by an evil spirit, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that the evil spirit was not attacking him at all!
"Could it really be the work of Wen Sheng's pen and ink..."
Yang Ji murmured to himself.
"Yang Ji, it's come to this moment, aren't you willing to admit it?"
Li Chen took a deep breath and said.
"Li Chen, you are wrong."
Unexpectedly, Yang Ji shook his head:
"It's not that I don't admit it, but you are simply overthinking it. If I really have such a thing, the evil spirit will not change the direction of its attack, but immediately escape, and will not dare to attack in my direction at all. And...if all
Everyone died in the battle, and I was the only one left. Even if I defeat the evil spirit, I can't escape by myself. - Li Chen, you don't think I'm so stupid, do you?"
The awe-inspiring righteousness of the "literary pen and ink" may be able to restrain evil spirits, but it is impossible to restrain evil spirits with just a broken corner of a page.
"There must be other reasons why the evil spirits did not attack."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
After hearing Yang Ji's words, Li Chen suddenly became quiet.
He knows much more about Yang Ji than anyone else. Yang Ji is as smart as him. It is impossible for such a smart person to put himself in danger.
"Did I really make a mistake?"
Li Chen was shocked and confused.
Ignoring Li Chen, Yang Ji calmed down. Li Chen's words also reminded him that the "evil spirit" did have special care for him.
It's just that he still doesn't understand the reason for this kind of differential treatment and special care.
He had already put the box containing the "Literary Saint's Pen and Ink" in his sleeve. Touching the hard edges of the sandalwood box, Yang Ji was thoughtful.
In any case, the truth must be inseparable from the "Wen Sheng's pen and ink" given to him by the historian. It's just that his mental strength is still too weak to find out what it is about the evil god that reacts with Wen Sheng's pen and ink.
"kill!--"
Tianyin cultists from all directions came to kill again, and Li Chen couldn't take care of Yang Ji. With his fists together, the blood furnace exploded, and an overwhelming wave of blood energy erupted...
Whoosh!
Yang Ji jumped up and quickly rushed to the side of the Black Sword Sect's senior brother "Chen Zhu". Chen Zhu was sweeping away the black-clothed believers around him, and was obviously startled when he saw Yang Ji.
"Senior Brother Chen, please give me a helping hand."
Yang Jidao. At this time, the only person he can trust is Chen Zhu.
Chen Zhu was startled and quickly reacted.
"I understand. Don't worry. Zhao Ming, Wang Bo, you two, please resist."
Without saying anything, Chen Zhu suddenly slapped Yang Ji on the shoulder. His realm cultivation level was even stronger than that of Yang Ji. The moment he slapped his palm down, a powerful spiritual power poured into Yang Ji's body along with his blood.
.
With Chen Zhu's help, the two's mental powers merged into one. Yang Ji's mental power was instantly exposed.
boom!
The world in front of him disappeared in an instant. In the boundless darkness, Yang Ji first felt the "literary pen and ink" on his body, shrinking and swallowing the light.
And in the direction where the light was blowing, through the layers of darkness and fog, Yang Ji suddenly felt...a ball of light, majestic and pure.
"How can it be?"
Yang Ji was shocked and instantly broke away from the induction of mental power.
"What's wrong? Did you find anything?"
Chen Zhu said in surprise.
"Wait a minute and help me again."
Yang Ji closed his eyes and felt it carefully. This time, through the darkness, Yang Ji once again felt the power of the second group of light.
That ball of light is not powerful like a candle in the wind, but it is extremely tenacious. Even though the darkness is so powerful, it cannot destroy it.
More importantly, in this faint light, Yang Ji felt an imperceptible soul fluctuation. The center of the fluctuation was the huge "evil spirit" in front of him.
Yang Ji was completely stunned. After such an ancient and long time, the soul of this skeleton seemed not to be destroyed yet.
The Tianyin Sect collected bones and used rituals to resurrect this "horrible bone", but it also seemed to have resurrected the primitive consciousness of this terrible bone.
"Could this be the consciousness of evil spirits, but why is it so similar to humans?"
Yang Ji was filled with doubts.
Boom!
The earth shook, blood bursts appeared in the sky, and the huge formation restriction shrank again.
Yang Ji's heart sank, and countless thoughts ran through his mind.
The power of the evil spirit is getting stronger and stronger. Yang Ji has even seen some strong structures in its body. If we don't hurry up, everyone will die here.
And a new evil god will also be born on the eastern border of the Han Dynasty.
Thinking of this, Yang Ji's eyes suddenly became firm. The light that Chen Zhu helped him sense was very similar to the breath of "Literary Saint's Pen and Ink". Yang Ji had a feeling that if he wanted to leave here, everyone's hope
I'm afraid it falls on a piece of "literary sage's pen and ink".
Whether it was to find out the truth or to save himself, Yang Ji felt that he had to take a chance.