In the dim hall, a ray of crescent moon penetrated the misty night fog, casting a little light like a veil.

The entire hall was dark, and you could vaguely hear the rustling of leaves outside.

Jiang Yang's face became a little gloomy. He looked out of the hall. The square outside was empty, with no one around.

He pulled the bell beside him and slowly backed away.

But at this time, he suddenly felt some cold liquid dripping on his face.

He touched it with his hand and found something sticky and scarlet.

Blood? Where did the blood come from?

He suddenly thought of something and raised his head suddenly!

I saw a scarlet shadow hanging upside down from the beam above. At this time, it only extended its claws and grabbed Jiang Yang's shoulders in the blink of an eye.

Fuck, it turns out to be this old man!

A bone-chilling chill ran through his body, and Jiang Yang felt as if he couldn't move.

This feeling was not the first time Jiang Yang had experienced, it was extremely unpleasant.

However, now I am no longer the rookie I was before.

Between the lightning and flint, a golden light burst out from his chest!

Evil-repelling bronze mirror!

The evil-suppressing bronze mirror strengthened by Jiang Yang's blood is no less powerful than the evil-repelling peach wood sword.

The golden light shone, and the ghost in red screamed.

But Jiang Yang found that it hadn't let go yet, it just covered its face with one hand.

It seems that I haven't seen it for a long time, and it is much stronger than before.

"Let go!" Jiang Yang shouted angrily. Although he couldn't move his whole body, the true energy in his body could still move. He immediately used his true energy to attack the claws of the red ghost!

Ouch——!

Then his claws loosened and he retreated upwards.

But at this moment, he still looked like he was showing off his teeth and claws, unwilling to give up.

"Shao Li, come back." Suddenly, a voice was heard outside the hall, and the ghost in red quickly retreated as if receiving some order.

Jiang Yang's eyes were cold, and sure enough there was someone behind him!

He followed the sound and looked toward the front of the hall, and through the moonlight outside the hall, he could vaguely see the person coming.

He is a young man with frivolous features, dressed like a nobleman.

The red-clothed ghost retreated behind him, still looking ferocious.

Jiang Yang frowned and stared at the visitor.

He was a little surprised in his heart, surprised by the young man in front of him.

He was even more surprised that the ghost in red actually obeyed his orders.

He could almost conclude that this person was the one who set up the magic circle in the Taoist temple and designed it himself.

And he didn't seem to have any anger, displeasure or other emotions regarding the death of the man in black robe.

It seems that to the people in front of me, this is just an insignificant thing.

The other party didn't say anything more, but walked toward Jiang Yang as if strolling in a garden.

Jiang Yang's eyes darkened, and he soon realized that the young man was already a little close to him.

The next moment, Jiang Yang's long sword was unsheathed!

Senhan's sword light cut through the night sky, like a rainbow, and pierced the opponent's chest!

But he saw the other person's eyes were calm.

He didn't even care, not even trying to dodge.

Seeing the other party's expression, Jiang Yang had a vague premonition in his heart.

"clang!"

There was a loud noise, and Jiang Yang felt as if he was being stabbed against the wall. He actually saw his sword, an inch away from the opponent, being blocked by an invisible and strange force!

What's this?

Jiang Yang was shocked, magic?

This was the first time he had seen spells other than expelling talismans and suppressing ghosts.

He clearly felt that there was nothing between the two of them, but he felt like he was impaled on a wall. With his own true energy, he could not penetrate it!

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind: He must find a way to unleash this spell!

His sword didn't stop, and without success, he immediately stepped sideways and drew the sword again.

The sword struck from the young man's left wing, but the next moment, Jiang Yang felt as if it was still stabbed into the wall. It stayed an inch in front of the young man and could no longer penetrate.

At this time, Tong Ling was observing carefully and seemed to notice something unusual: "Jiang Yang, something seems wrong."

"Ah?" Jiang Yang was confused. As a bystander, Tong Ling might have seen it more clearly than he did. Could he have discovered something?

He quickly stepped back, rubbed his eyes, and concentrated.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the young man in front of him slowly disappearing. He was suddenly startled. He didn't know when he had arrived in front of the west wall of the main hall.

He looked at the front door of the palace again, and the young man didn't even move at all!

When the young man saw Jiang Yang looking over, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

Like a cat teasing a mouse.

Damn it!

It turns out that I am being treated like a monkey.

He said that no matter how much energy he had, he couldn't do it, but it turned out that he had been doing it for a long time!

This grudge is remembered.

His mind was spinning, is this thing an illusion?

How did you win?

But at this moment, he didn't dare to act rashly. He was just thinking in his heart and had to find a way to distinguish the true from the false.

But just as he was thinking, he heard another chuckle. He noticed something vaguely abnormal behind him, and then a chill ran down his vest.

He felt chills stand on end for a moment, and almost without thinking, he turned around and struck behind him with his sword.

The next moment, Jiang Yang only heard the sound of footsteps flying back, and a piece of clothing fell on the ground.

But at this time, when he touched his vest, there was blood on his hand!

It felt like being stabbed by something sharp, it hurt so much!

grass!

At this time, he turned around and looked in front of the main hall. The young man and the ghost in red were gone.

This person is almost like a ghost.

A drop of cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

How to fight this? It's like going to jail.

This shit feels more sinister than the ghost I encountered in the ancient tomb.

Although the invisible ghost in the ancient tomb is invisible, you can basically smell a strange fragrance when it comes to you.

But this guy is really silent and feels nothing.

If it weren't for the improvement of my five senses through practicing internal strength, I would have felt a cold feeling on my back just now at the critical moment of life and death, and I wouldn't have had a chance to escape.

On the other side, seeing this situation, Tong Ling was also anxiously thinking about whether there was any way to break the situation.

This monster is so evil!

Jiang Yang did not dare to be careless at all, and kept thinking in his mind that the opponent's attack could come at any time, and even if he was distracted, he would probably die!

He cursed in his heart, if he could get out alive this time, he would have to find a way to break the invisibility no matter what.

This is so frustrating!

No one can be found even if we fight!

At this time, Jiang Yang felt a chill in his heart.

Something struck the breastplate with a clang!

His heart trembled and he swung his sword quickly.

But obviously, it was a little slower and it was all in vain!
To be continued...