Zhao Ge: 56. Night Ghost City
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The sound of footsteps coming from far away is slow and sticky, just like a drowning person climbing ashore and dragging water plants. Step by step, as the footsteps slowly approach, a cold chill follows. Through.
Liao Gan struggled to think of those few words in "Fun Su Tong Ji": "No people walk in the dark, and the dark passes through the door. Don't speak loudly, fearing people from the spring." Damn, what the hell. Why didn't Zitongji say what to do if the ghost world is connected with the sun during the day?
The knife in his hand glowed slightly, and Liao Qian babbled inwardly.
If he knew that after the Qingming Pagoda accident, it would cause spatial disorder, chaos of the five elements, and the connection of Yin and Yang, he would definitely prepare more things to drive away ghosts and evil. But now it's too late to say anything, and Liao Gan can only bite the bullet-see the sky, the disciples of the Jiuzhou Bank are divided into "shang" and "wu", he is a pure business disciple!
When I appoint myself to greet the elders of the state in my heart, the chill has already passed through the door of the arsenal.
Under Liao Qian's gaze, the outline of a human body slowly emerged from the iron gate-Night Ghost. This kind of ghosts full of resentment in the legend, they will wander in the place enveloped by the breath of the ghost world, and when they encounter the undead, they will be dragged into the dark gloom. And night ghosts often travel in groups.
It has been a few days since the Qingming Pagoda had an accident. Liao Gan once saw a Netherworld entrance suddenly appeared in Bingzhou City from a distance. The disciple of the Royal Beast Sect who came here to investigate was dragged into the ghost world and never came out again. .
The appearance of the Nether Entrance is irregular. In the past few days, he has not directly encountered the large ghost world formed by the spatial disorder of the Qingming Tower.
But this kind of luck is now running out.
A faint cold air has risen on the iron gate. Under Liao Qian's gaze, there are many tentacle-like black air in the blue mist spreading from the door crack, rising all the way, and the black air slowly rising and sweeping. , Just like the demon vines dancing on the mountain due to the sound. Then one after another dark shadows slowly appeared on the iron gate.
The dark shadows are very tall, half human-like, and they seem to be covered in layers of black gauze.
Liao Qian shivered slowly.
The iron gate of the arsenal can't stop these dark shadows, their figures slowly infiltrated through the iron gate!
Damn it! The legendary night ghost turned out to be such an existence condensed from resentment, and they can switch between physical and incorporeal.
Those shadows covered in black mist "seeped" out of the iron gate, and as they penetrated, the iron gate was completely enveloped in black air-this is a symbol of the iron gate being included in the ghost world. Fortunately, Liao Qian had dragged the young man from the Jiuxuanmen to the pile of spiritual weapons behind him, otherwise he would have been swallowed by the night ghosts and entered the ghost world.
Liao Gan stepped back a few steps.
The overlapping black shadows "seepage" from the iron gate, slowly approaching the two young men at Liao Qian and the Jiuxuanmen. After they passed the gate, the formation of the young people of the Jiuxuanmen behind the iron gate of the arsenal suddenly lit up, and a dazzling silver light burst out from the ground, like lightning rolling down to the ground.
A dignified atmosphere filled the front, bright silver light illuminating the space in front of him.
Those overlapping black shadows quickly retreated under the silver light, and the first few black shadows were lit by the silver light, twisting and wailing sharply full of resentment.
Liao Gan couldn't help but applaud the unknown Jiuxuanmen disciple.
Such a powerful formation can be deployed in such a short time! Even the group of stingy ghosts from the Ten Thousand Array Sect is nothing more than that!
But Liao Gan soon discovered that he was cheering too early. The bright silver light was only a flash in the pan, and soon disappeared. The darkness in the arsenal returned to darkness, and the cold breath came back to surround the night ghosts who came up. Only temporarily forced to retreat some distance.
For a moment when Liao Gan was stunned, he suddenly felt a pain in his mind, as if he had been hit hard by something, and his vision suddenly became blurred.
Countless low-pitched murmurs poured into Liao Gan's mind from all directions, the cold sweat on his forehead came down, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.
He remembered suddenly!
Suddenly he remembered that the remaining part of the night ghost was described in "Tongsu Tongji"!
——"The grievances end, the sound will return to Huangquan".
The night ghost will make a sound from the dead and from Huangquan. People who hear this sound will follow them and be led into the darkness by them. Liao Gan just piled up the elixirs with his name, the first stage of the Yuan Dan, which was full of moisture, his spiritual sense was just like paper.
There are noisy and disorderly murmurs in my mind. Those voices are erratic and distant with unspeakable coldness and full of malice. Those malice comes from the envy and anger of the dead towards the living. The things around were in a trance, those illusory figures stretched out their hands.
The cold breath of dead lake water climbed up from the hands and feet little by little, and the black air was coiled around, and the muscles where it passed by were frozen and lost the ability to move.
Liao Qian's pupils began to collapse gradually, and the erratic and cold voices in his mind beckoned him.
He staggered to his feet, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
Black shadows, which seemed to be invisible, surrounded Liao Qian, wrapped in black mist, and reached out to him.
"Idiot!"
As soon as Ye Gui's hand was about to grasp Liao Gan, a voice sounded like a thunder, and Shengsheng shocked him from the murmur of countless people. With the return of spiritual consciousness, Liao Qian’s pupils reflected Ye Gui approaching to the extreme. His eyes widened in terror. He wanted to pick up the knife but couldn't move. The blood in his limbs seemed to be condensed.
"Nine Profounds Return to One!"
A low anger sounded from behind, a warm and almost hot air wave burst out from behind, and a half-arc air wave swept out from behind, shaking away the gathered night ghosts.
It was the Jiuxuanmen disciple who had just passed out.
He woke up at some point, standing swayingly, carrying a weird weapon in his hand, and his face was not as pale as a living person.
In ecstasy, Liao Gan blurted out: "You **** wake up, I'm free from the suspicion of murdering you!"
——Damn it! He now feels that the people of the Jiuxuanmen are the most handsome in the world, and the Jiuxuanmen is the most powerful sect in the Twelve Dynasty!
In fact, before that, Liao Qian always felt that the people in the Jiuxuan Sect were a group of lunatics who were cruel to others and more ruthless to themselves. Where did the Nine Profounds of their sect come from? "The Nine Reincarnations Profound Gate of Life and Death is open", this fucking, nine is an infinite number, which means that if the disciples of the Nine Profound Gate want to be successful in cultivation, they must push themselves to life and death.
The words from the Nine Profound Gates of geniuses and lunatics also come from this.
But Liao Gan has never felt like this that the people of the Jiuxuanmen have arrived home! Too **** reliable! In the future, if someone says that the Jiuxuanmen are all lunatics, he will be the first to refute!
"Run!"
The young man at the Jiuxuanmen didn't know that in just a short time, the moment of worship in Liao Qian's heart for the Jiuxuanmen was like a surging river, infinitely high. He was breathing heavily, standing staggeringly hissing and roaring, the weird weapon in his hand swayed sideways, looking like it was broken.
Liao Gan was stunned suddenly.
The young man at the Jiuxuanmen stood, and didn't speak any more except for the runaway. His pupils collapsed-this guy has actually reached the limit, and he is just standing strong now.
"What the hell?" Liao Qian's face flushed, "Is Lao Tzu like the kind of useless man who would leave his companions and run by himself? I--"
"——I must run with my companion on my back!"
The words fell, Liao Gan didn't know where he was hitting and found something. He sprayed a mouthful of blood and threw it away. The golden light exploded, and the faint Sanskrit sound echoed in the air. It was a magical talisman made by Master Sanskrit that Liao Qian used to press the bottom of the box.
When the magic talisman exploded, Liao Gan picked up the Jiuxuanmen disciple who had lost consciousness, turned and rushed to the nearest window to them. The window was nailed to death with stainless steel, and there was no way to open it. Liao Gan flicked his hand and went up again, exploding the window.
He went out from the hole with the young man on his back and started running wildly.
This is definitely the fastest time in his life, and the cold behind him lingers. Carrying the individual on his back, Liao Qian felt that he was already running very fast, but in fact it was almost the same as ordinary people walking a little faster. Ye Gui's whisper sounded in his mind again, and he didn't need to look back to know that there must be many shadows behind him.
Liao Gan never concealed his timidity, and never wanted to pretend he was a good person.
He is a thorough businessman, always feel that there is nothing in the world that is not worth paying, but now he has met a real stupid, a real stupid-not a stupid who would want to die for a complete After you don’t know someone?
Are all the people at the Nine Profound Clan lunatics?
Others are lunatics, but he is not, but men sometimes have to live a little more spine. After others are broken for you, what kind of thing is it for you to leave your savior and run away? Shang also has the right way, and Liao Gan feels that his goal is to become the kind of Confucian businessman who is famous all over the world, not the short-sighted local rich man.
The strength of the pill is finally fed by the pill.
Not long after running, Liao Gan suddenly felt bitterly cold on his ankles. When he tripped on his steps, he threw himself face down on the ground. Before he got up, he felt the person on his back being slowly pulled back. Liao Qian was shocked and turned his head abruptly, only to see the lingering figure of Ye Gui appearing not far away.
The night ghost itself is not moving fast, and it hasn't caught up yet.
It is the vine-like black energy that is holding the young people of the Jiuxuanmen.
"Grass! Let me go!" Liao Gan yelled angrily, stretched out his hands and grabbed the young man's arms, and competed with those black anger, his round, amiable face At this time, there was a trace of ruthlessness.
But it didn't work.
When he pulled the young man back little by little, the dark shadow behind had already followed.
Liao Gan has never hated himself so much at this moment or is not rich enough, otherwise dozens of hundreds of thunder dragon formations will be smashed, and what are these ghosts?
The night ghost’s murmur was like a tide again, coming from all directions, Liao Qian’s pupils slowly enlarged, his eyes began to spread, his hands mechanically grasped the young man’s arms, but he was also there with him. Little by little, he was swallowed by black energy.
Just as the black shadow approached slowly, and the hand stretched out in the black mist was about to touch the young man, a sword rang suddenly sounded.
It was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.
Clear and cold.
The sword sound seemed to come from a distance, but it sounded clearly in my ears. Liao Gan only felt that he was soaked in ice water. The night ghost's murmur from all directions disappeared suddenly, and he suddenly woke up.
Then he saw a sword light.