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Chapter 100 Falling apart

Baili Yunyao handed a note of "Ghost Painting Talisman" to the vast desert, and Shu Ling, who was already in a state of panic, almost rushed back and removed him from a large amount.
But after calming down, it seems that I can get a glimpse of some clues.
Shu Ling led a team of light cavalry to chase in the desert for three days, and finally caught up with the "Tu Xingsun" spirit again.
But it is still on the edge of the desert.
Baili Yun's ingenious eyes stuffed a note over, but he didn't explain it at all. In the end, the two brothers with some conscience wrote another long letter to explain the various items about the "ghost painting talisman". Gui Yi also painted the crazy "sketch" in one piece of paper based on his memory.
"Find out what symbol is now." Shu Ling handed the true body of the "ghost painting talisman" to the ghost soldiers around him.
Although according to Gui Yi's description, the essence of these two pictures is the same, Shu Ling really didn't see that they had a slight similar charm...
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The full moon was frozen in the clouds for a long time, and the remaining spiritual energy was finally struck by the false outline of the time when it was unknown.
This strange "palace" is filled with spiritual breath that seems to be living in. Every lamp and candle are as lively as usual. Even the tea on the table that I occasionally scanned is slowly emitting clear smoke.
But there were no people.
Yi Chenzhui also felt that his body seemed a little strange - he had obviously suffered some injuries inside and outside, but normally, he would be plague if he didn't die.
As a result, he was still able to jump around, although he could feel a little pain - but would this level of injury only "a little pain"?
The ghost soldier was silent for a long time and kept leading the way, but he didn't even say a word.
Since entering this weird building, everyone seems to be a little strange.
The form of this building is not complicated. It basically runs through the entire building by walking along a main road.
The ghost soldier walked along the way with a familiarity.
"Do you know where this is going?" Yi Chen quipped.
"I don't know, but walking straight roads is easier than walking around in a winding way."
Yi Chen was about to speak again, but Li Yue gently pinched his hand. He lowered his eyes, but saw this girl shook her head at him with a very restrained ambition.
Li Ying seemed to see Li Yue's prompt on the side, and then calmly put away her doubts.
This corridor seems to be endless, as if it is constantly extending. Despite countless lights, it still cannot see the end.
Finally, the ghost man stopped.
It was like a dream, and no one noticed why there was a sudden door in front of him.
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"General, I found it."
The person who came up to answer was a Canghai Pavilion man assigned by the ghost man.
He ran to Shu Ling with a heavy picture book, and the unfolded page depicted the fire pattern - this is the symbol of the Fire God Zhurong.
The letter sent by Gui Wuguiyi also briefly mentioned the chaos in the palace that night - an unknown thing that resonated with this divine talisman by a man from the Western Regions, and that thing was in the "Wutong Palace" facing southeast of the palace.
Shu Ling's eyes were dissipated as if she was ashamed. His brain, which was already confused, made the "Zhu Rong" that jumped out of nowhere completely mess up, and he was completely clueless.
Why did Zhurong come again?
Are these four great gods who have long died and become ashamed to jump out and join in the fun before they are happy?
"General!" A shout came from far to near.
"So what's wrong?" Shu Ling was in tears.
"It's out!" The fluffy-haired man running over, and a beard that looked comparable to the Golden Lion King, rushed in from afar, like a sky-surgent monkey in the desert.
"What's coming out?"
The monkey finally rushed to Shu Ling, with no words left for the preface, and was so breathless that it was not evenly up and down.
After careful examination, the guy's face and head were covered with fine yellow sand, which looked like a monkey just crawling out of the pile of sand.
His tone was very serious, not at all funny about his appearance: "The direction has been fixed, and there is a clue from the young master."
After so long, I finally heard a decent news!
Shu Lingfei rushed out of the camp tent and rushed to the direction the Golden Lion King said. He saw a vast desert, only the ghost man still sat quietly with Luo Xingyi on his shoulder.
"How is it?" Shu Ling rushed to the front, but found that the ghost soldier's face was not very good.
General Shu finally recovered his bloody heart, and before he could even get warm, it became cold again.
The beads on the Luo Xingyi were cage in a regular manner, indicating the direction of the "metal" very clearly, but the pointer on the top plate was spinning around, and even the "fixed pestle" was swaying slightly.
This situation has never been seen before, but it can be vaguely guessed.
"The spiritual power here may change." The ghost man put Luo Xingyi on the saddle, raised his hand and the ghost man who was driving on the sand dune not far away immediately turned around.
"What did you find out?"
“This is the maximum range.”
From here, to their initial starting point is the maximum range.
Although there are incomprehensible changes, the scope is completely enclosed.
"General, the bead is moving again." The ghost man picked up Luo Xingyi again, but saw the little spirit bead above suddenly running around like a storm, but it was very fast. However, in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original position. It couldn't stop for a moment and dispersed again...
This shows that the cycle of the spiritual vortex has suddenly shortened.
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The ghost soldier was fixedly strolling under an ordinary carved wooden door, but was stunned for a long time.
Yi Chen was standing behind him. Seeing this person suddenly strange, he had already habitually stopped Li Yue behind with one hand, calmly held his breath, silently reached behind his shoulders, and held the hilt of the sword.
The ghost was completely unaware of it.
Yi Chenzhu's strings were slit up all over his body, his palms tightly clutched the hilt of the sword, and his murderous intention was ready to go.
The ghost soldier's shoulders and arms suddenly twitched. Yi Chen chased Xian, who was tense and nervous, almost drew his sword with his hands. He was about to get out of the sheath, but was suppressed by Zi Mei beside him.
The man's killing power is not yet clear, and the situation is unpredictable, so you should not attack easily.
Killers never take the lead and will not act rashly without knowing the situation clearly.
Yi Chen chased his murderous intent, his mind cooled a little, but he savored the strange and inexplicable fire in his heart - the fire burned his entire murderous aura.
It was indeed as Zi Mei expected that the ghost's sudden convulsion was not a precursor to the attack, but just a mechanical opening of the door.
The ghost's twitching right arm suddenly jumped up like a spring, slapped his palm on the door panel, and Mu pushed it blankly...
Zi Mei decided to see the right time. She held Yi Chen's hand, which was originally pressing Yi Chen's wrist, but before Yi Chen's pursuit could react, his body had already followed her attack, as fast as lightning. The sword in his hand was directly stabbed into the ghost soldier's heart by Zi Mei.
The candlelight in the corridor shook in shock, and suddenly there was no reaction of whimpering like a strong wind. It was directly extinguished. As soon as the lamp was turned off, the entire building trembled and it even fell down the ruins.
This change came too suddenly, making people not even able to react and think.
"I can't stand it..." In the darkness, I suddenly heard the ghost man say this. The sword that Yi Chen chased was poking close to his lung cavity. As soon as he opened his voice, the vibration of the lung cavity directly pulled the sword body and spread all the way to Yi Chen chased his palm.
The five fingers are connected to the heart, and you have to pass the palm first when you go to the heart. This feeling is too strange. The middle part of the square is full of energy. When it comes, it trembles so hard that Yi Chen chases his heart and trembles. His claws numb, and he almost takes off the hilt of the sword.
At the critical moment, thanks to Zi Mei who controlled the overall situation, strangled Yi Chen to chase his wrist, and pulled back his sword with one pull.
A roar came out from the distance of only a few feet in front of him. Yi Chen hurriedly took a few steps back, and the surrounding area suddenly became brighter. The corridor was still a long corridor, and there was no brick falling anywhere.
But it was the ghost man who burst into a circle of gilded spiritual light.
Sure enough, he was possessed...
"I can't stand it!" The "ghost warrior" sounded so violently that he suddenly turned around, and his palm blew over the sharp wind, causing everyone to fly ten steps away.
Everything here seemed to be changing with his mood. Before everyone could land, the building "collapsed" for a while, but in a blink of an eye it recovered.
Behind the door was not a room, but a statue of the god wrapped in red heat chains - a statue of Rushou that was held in the long sword and was majestic and inviolable.
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The weather in the desert is more volatile than the face of a child. This is recognized by the world, but who would have thought that even something as steady as the spirit can be so unreliable here!
I really don’t know which immortal was yawning, just a blink of an eye. The strong wind in the sky swept the spiritual power in the ground and the whole earth was trembling.
The war horses that the Tielin Army are equipped with can stand firmly in the wild waves and sand, but they have the intention of retreating. The wind seems to hide something that makes these monsters afraid of.
But the people in the Tielin Army have great ways to overcome their fear. As long as their hands gently caress the horse's neck, they can pass the power of fear of both gods and ghosts into the horse's consciousness. Just like tacit understanding, the horse can know that the ones hidden in front of them may be indeed a demon, but the ones on its back are human blocking, Buddha blocking, and Buddha's demon and Yasha.
We should just submit to our absolute strength...
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The entire building flashed brightly and darkly, and only the scarlet and blood-red light of dark fire wrapped around the statue of Rushou God was still steadily continuing with its dazzling and deep luster. It only occasionally raises a little momentum with Yi Chen's murderous intent gradually igniting.
What is that thing?
Yi Chen was attracted by the bright and dangerous iron chains since the first sight, so he kept paying attention to the slight changes.
But the body is like being pulled by someone. Although it is not on the same line as the brain, it can still fight with it with ease.
What is the situation!
The surroundings seemed to have collapsed - in the eyes of Yi Chen who could tell the light of his light, they all seemed to be in ruins.
"Chen Zhui!" Li Ying has been trying her best to fight the enemy with him.
His companions were always by his side, but he seemed to be unable to feel their existence, and the only thing he could pay attention to was the red chain.
"The trouble is in the way!" The possessed "ghost warrior" shouted angrily, and the sword in his hand was covered with golden light and slashed the three people except Yi Chen chasing them.
Chapter completed!
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