On a gloomy day, with black snow floating in the sky, Zhang Chunyi and Wu Mian temporarily stopped moving forward.
This snow is called Black Heart, which is designed to pollute people's minds and make people go to extremes unknowingly. The real fire of the sun rises, covering a small valley. Looking at the wind and snow outside, Zhang Chunyi frowns slightly.
"I haven't found any ghosts along the way. This is not normal!"
The Netherworld Technique was running, but there was still no discovery. Zhang Chunyi sensed something was wrong.
Since entering Yinmingtian for hunting, although these ghosts are good at hiding, Zhang Chunyi can always find traces of a few ghosts every once in a while with the help of the art of communicating with the netherworld.
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But this hunting was different. It was normal at first, but then the ghosts suddenly disappeared, as if they had received news of their attack.
"It seems that our hunting activities have been discovered, but this is normal. After all, our hunting frequency has indeed been higher in recent years. The ghosts in the black wasteland are different from those in the gray wasteland. They all have considerable wisdom.
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"Do we want to retreat temporarily? If those ghosts lock our traces, they may not unite to attack us."
His eyes fell on Zhang Chunyi, and Wumian asked.
Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi fell into deep thought, weighing the pros and cons.
The best thing to do is to leave Yin Mingtian and make plans later. However, it is snowing now and it would be troublesome to leave. Moreover, if they stay and those ghosts really join forces to hunt them, then they may still be able to survive.
This can save you a lot of effort. You don't need to work hard to find prey. As long as you can win the battle, you can get quite rich harvests.
"Leave first!"
After careful consideration, Zhang Chunyi chose a prudent approach. After all, although he and Wu Mian were very strong, Yinmingtian was a new world after all, and there was no guarantee that there would be no super-standard existences in it. A certain degree of caution was still necessary. But just when Zhang Chunyi was about to leave, he noticed something. Zhang Chunyi stopped again, and at this time Wu Mian also noticed something.
"It seems I guessed it right."
Locking in a certain direction, Wu Mian's expression became solemn.
At the same time, Heishan, who had been lying aside and dozing, also stood up, with two ghostly shadows reflected in his eyes, and he let out a threatening growl.
"Both ghosts are not simple. Each has a cultivation base of 120,000 years."
Opening the Eye of Tongyou, Zhang Chunyi saw the two ghosts bathing in the wind and snow.
Both are female ghosts, with human-like appearances. One is petite, wearing a phoenix crown and a hare, with hollow eyes, long hair hanging casually, and long and slender fingernails, as red as blood.
One is obese, like a middle-aged woman, with a ghostly face, big red lips, and a bright red tongue hanging directly to the ground, which is very conspicuous.
The goals of these two ghosts were also very clear. They noticed Zhang Chunyi's peeping, but they didn't care. They were just a little faster. There was a red hijab hanging above their heads, blocking the falling black snow, and they were not affected at all. "The person who came here is not good. He has been able to cultivate for 120,000 years. This is not an ordinary ghost, and there is also a familiar ghost."
Feeling the vague aura emanating from the two ghosts, Wumian's eyes moved slightly. The first moment he saw it, he recognized the wedding ghost. It was the ghost they encountered for the first time when they entered the black wasteland. However,
At that time, the opponent's cultivation level was only 110,000 years old.
The colorful scales between the eyebrows glowed, and with a thought, Wumian spread the realm of sleep, covering the surrounding land of hundreds of feet.
At the same time, red threads that came from nowhere manifested themselves and quietly stagnated in the sleepless realm. It turned out that the moment they discovered each other, the other party had already taken action, not only around them, but also around them.
The void has been completely enveloped by these red lines, forming a huge network.
"Quickly resolve the issue and avoid unnecessary complications."
Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi held the high-grade Taoist artifact, the Taiyin Moon Wheel, with his left hand, and made a slight stroke with his right hand with his sword fingers.
Buzz, the extremely pure sword light emerged, and all the red lines in the sky were cut off.
Sensing such a change, the wedding girl frowned slightly. Her lovesickness line was the weirdest. It was difficult to detect by ordinary means, let alone cut it off. This was the first time she encountered such a situation.
"There is some trouble. The other party seems to be not simple. Is this a human monk from the outside world?"
"But it is precisely because of this that they are valuable. Maybe I can turn them into my puppets. After all, unlike ghosts, the Tauren don't need humans."
Looking into the void, under the cover of her long hair, a trace of greed appeared on the face of the bride.
The strength shown by the opponent is not weak, but it is also very strong. Since she has completed 120,000 years of cultivation, relying on the strange magical power, no ghost in this black wasteland can do anything to her except the monster with the bull head. At this time, the long-tongued woman standing aside spoke.
"Hongyi, it seems that your little trick has failed."
The fat face was full of smiles, and the long-tongued woman did not hide her gloating.
Hearing this, Hongyi didn't care, it was the nature of a woman with a long tongue.
When both sides planned to fight for a quick decision, the two sides soon collided.
"The cold light of Taiyin is extinguished!"
Tiangang Method: Inviting the moon to move, with a bright moon shining behind him, holding the lunar moon wheel in his hand, Zhang Chunyi activated his magical power.
Buzz, ice coldness and silence intertwined, a beam of silvery cold light swept across the void, showing the desolation.
Realizing this power, Hong Yi and Long Tongue's expressions changed slightly at the same time.
The power of this magical power is secondary. The most important thing is that it contains the meaning of annihilation, pointing directly at the soul and vaguely controlling ghosts like them.
"Trouble."
There was a solemn look on her pitted face, and a powerful momentum filled her fat body. The long-tongued woman took a step forward.
"It looks good but it doesn't work."
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Locking on the cold light of Taiyin's death that swept across the void, the long-tongued woman gave a comment, and the moment her voice fell, a strange power emanated.
Hugh, the cold light of silence fell, and the woman with the long tongue and the red clothes were completely enveloped in it. A terrifying chill burst out, and the world turned into a white snow.
However, seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi frowned, and in the next moment, the two ghosts, the long-tongued woman and the red-clothed woman, walked out of the frozen area, unscathed.
"A power similar to mantra?"
With a thought, Zhang Chunyi slashed his sword again. This sword used the power of the Wisdom Sword to cut down all kinds of illusions.
Facing this sword, the long-tongued woman looked disdainful and used her magical power of foul language again, but this time it failed to take effect.
"Not good!"
Her expression changed slightly. She realized that her magical power had failed, and it was too late to avoid it. The long-tongued woman flicked her tongue.
The next moment, the bright red long tongue pierced the air, showing its fierceness, and collided with the oncoming sword light.
With the blessing of supernatural powers, this soft long tongue was as sharp as Zhang Chunyi's sword light. After a brief stalemate, the long tongue shattered Zhang Chunyi's sword light.
"It hurts, you damn guy, I'm going to eat you."
Cold blood flowed, and a gash was cut on her tongue by the sword light. The pain penetrated her heart. Looking at Zhang Chunyi, the long-tongued woman's entire face was twisted, and a terrifying murderous aura shot up from her ghost body.
, causing the world to change color.
Although she looks like a middle-aged woman, she can stand out from the colosseum of the black wasteland. The long-tongued woman is naturally not a simple character, and she has eaten more than a thousand ghosts.
But at this time, Hongyi, who was guarding the side and vaguely guarding Wu Mian, changed slightly. She was keenly aware of a dangerous energy, but she could not find the source.