Just as Xiao Xia was so shocked by this surprise that the bones suddenly twisted and sat up straight, with their weed-covered face facing Xiao Xia: "Why should I stop me!" It suddenly screamed.

Which of them is a scholar?!

Xiao Xia couldn't tell the difference, but he was so scared that he retreated. However, Ruan Zhan suddenly realized that no matter what, the scholar ghost could not be combined with the beating bones in front of him, otherwise they would die without a complete corpse. So he ignored the danger behind him and stabbed the Blood Wood Sword into the heart without thinking.

The bones screamed in pain and twisted violently, taking the Blood Wood Sword away from Ruan Zhan's hands. But Ruan Zhan took this opportunity to take a deep breath of oxygen, then took back the only talisman that illuminated the bottom of the water, stuffed it into Xiao Xia's collar, and pointed it hard. Xiao Xia was thrown out of the water and fell on the grass on the shore.

Ruan Zhan held his breath, stretched his middle finger to draw a spell on his eyebrows, so that he could see things at the bottom of the dark river. He knew that he had to take back the Blood Wood Sword, otherwise he would die without a burial place, so he ignored the Taoist principles of "controlling with stillness" and turned to look for the skeleton.

But the bone tumbling so violently that it escaped from the stone box and wandered wildly at the bottom of the river, making a creepy wail, as if it was fighting against the great pain. It tried to use its hands and hands to pull the blood-wood sword inserted into its heart, but when it touched the hilt, it was broken by the faint red light on the sword, and could only throw its body in vain.

But this also made Ruan Zhan unable to retrieve the Blood Wood Sword. Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from him, the extremely angry scholar ghost approached from behind and the angry violent aura rolled the black water into a huge vortex, surrounding him.

"Give me your heart!" A chilling sound came from the depths of the water.

"Get it yourself if you have the ability!" He thought to himself, knowing that it will hear it, and knowing that it will no longer be scruples. But he must anger it so that he can win a little chance for himself.

He miscalculated the situation.

He once thought it was just divided into two parts, and as long as it was not allowed to combine it into one, he could win, but he did not expect that the bone with a lively heart was the largest part of the soul body it had left to practice at the bottom of the river, and the one who followed Li Jingming back was only two of the three souls and seven spirits. Fortunately, by accident, they found the burial place of the scholar ghost who had never been seen before. Fortunately, other ghosts at the bottom of the water helped to bring Xiaoxia and the Blood Wood Sword to him, allowing him to destroy and eliminate its most powerful and deliberate part in time, but also became the weakest because he was in the process of cultivation. But despite this, he was unarmed and unable to deal with the already furious evil ghost, not to mention that his breath-holding record was only close to the level of a professional athlete - five minutes.

These five minutes will determine his life and death, and he will do his best to fight anyway!

Ruan Zhan turned around and slowly retreated back to the back of the stone box. His left hand pointed straight at the abnormal movements in the dark water to prevent accidents. The scholar saw that Ruan Zhan used his territory as a cover and became even more angry, turning into a huge watery face and pounced towards Ruan Zhan, trying to swallow him in one bite.

Ruan Zhan did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly drew a "Seven Star Bone Transformation Talisman" in the void, which was directly printed on the seal hall of the evil water face, so that it shattered into countless black water splashes in the moment when it was about to swallow itself. However, Ruan Zhan was not having a good time. The resistance of the water slowed down his speed, and his breath holding and his previous injury greatly reduced his spiritual power, which was already at a disadvantage, so he could not resist the tearing and beating of the water flow, and was thrown into the mud in the distance. The stone box also smashed against him sideways. The many hairs in the stone box crawled out like black worms, making people feel tingling.

What's worse, he landed beside the still walking bone. Although the blood-wood sword was still stabbing it, the spiritual power of the bone was gradually vanishing, Ruan Zhan had no chance to breathe, and immediately faced the pair of pointed arms without palm bones, and stabbed towards his body like a dagger.

Death! Die together!

Its eyes that could not see through had hatred, and its crimson teeth emitted the final curse!

One foot, seven inches, three inches, one inch - Ruan Zhan saw that the bone dagger was about to pierce into his chest, and he chanted the spell silently with all his strength, biting the tip of his tongue and spewing a mouthful of blood on the skull.

The force of the skeleton stabbed downwards was immediately lighter, but it had not been completely released. Ruan Zhan saw its snow-white skeleton gradually turned blood red, and then it fell down beside him, twitching and struggling like it was being rolled by an invisible heavy object, shattering and shattering into powder with the whine!

Although the strangely beating heart was out of control at this time, it had been absorbed by the heat of the Blood Wood Sword, like dry black charcoal. It swam forward consciously for a few meters like a swimming fish, and then stayed in the water waves. With a "bang" sound, it exploded into ashes, and the Blood Wood Sword slowly landed on the riverbed.

Ruan Zhan wanted to swim over and get the Blood Wood Sword back, but the two remaining souls of the scholar ghost finally gathered again in shape. It wailed in despair, turning into a ferocious black hand, with resentment and the spirit of dying together, knocked down Ruan Zhan and pressed him face down in the mud.

Death! Those who hinder me will die!

It smiled gloomyly, increasing its strength and pressed it on Ruan Zhan's shoulders, intending to prevent him from having a chance to resist.

At this moment, Ruan Zhan's breath had reached its limit, and the suffocation made him feel that death was approaching. But even at this point, he still did not want to admit defeat and did not want to surrender to the suppression of evil spirits. The perseverance in his personality made his gradually dissipated consciousness still look for even the most impossible opportunity!

He endured the severe stinging pain in his chest and head, and grabbed and supported his hands in the mud. Suddenly, his fingers touched a hard object. He subconsciously grabbed the cold object similar to the hilt of the sword, and slashed the pressure pressed on his shoulder with his backhand!

After a shocking roar, Ruan Zhan saw clearly that there was a stone sword in his hand. The spell on it had been polished by the water flow, but he still had an incomparable restraint against the resentful ghost. It was him who accidentally, or the will of heaven, that he could find the sword, which could only beat the scholar ghost to the depths of the water like a black cloud, and disappeared in an instant. At this time, dozens of ghosts of all shapes appeared around him, either standing or squatting, crying or laughing, and a female ghost in red like a bride was holding a little ghost floating in front.

Is this an illusion that a dying person will see?

Ruan Zhan's consciousness began to be confused, and he squeezed out the last trace of gas from his chest.

However, the drowning feeling in his mind did not come. The oxygen necessary for humans suddenly poured into his painful lungs. He inhaled and gasped violently. Then he found that he was in a bubble, and all the ghosts stretched out their arms to him to support this world.

They saved him! It was the same as the protective bubbles that appeared when Xiao Xia entered the bottom of the river before.

"Thank you." He nodded and understood the origin of these ghosts in an instant. Other words of thanks were redundant. He just silently chanted a few spells of his father's guidance to the dead to pray for the dead in return, "Go to their own place!" he said softly.

As the bubbles disappeared, he watched these poor souls gradually fade away, and for the first time he felt a little comfortable because of this incident. This feeling did not last long. He immediately picked up the Blood Wood Sword and began to dive, because he knew that the scholar ghost was not completely eliminated, and Yue Xiaoxia was still on it and did not know how to live or die.

At this time, Yue Xiaoxia on the shore was panic and was at a loss. People with long eyes could see that the bottom of the river was not calm, but even if she had eyes and her eyesight was pretty good, she could not see the bottom of the river.

What's wrong with Ruan Zhan? Why haven't you come out yet?

She did not have the ability to communicate with others, but she also knew that Ruan Zhan's situation was not optimistic, and that the skeleton with a heart was obviously a very unfavorable accident for them, otherwise Ruan Zhan would not have wasted the last talisman to send her out of the water.

His original intention might be to let her escape first, but although she was timid, how could she escape despicablely?

However, she had no choice but to endure the torture of waiting helplessly on the shore, as if she was being lingchi!

"Ruan Zhan! Ruan Zhan!" she shouted, not caring about the silence of the night and the harsh wind.

No one answered her, and the silence made her cry almost. However, just when she was desperately thinking that Ruan Zhan was in danger, Ruan Zhan, wearing a diving suit, emerged from the water and slowly climbed back to the shore.

He was seriously injured!

Xiao Xia hurriedly ran over to support Ruan Zhan, but the coldness of the tentacles made her stunned, but she clearly remembered that even at the bottom of the water, he was still warm. While hesitating, Ruan Zhan's face wearing a diving glasses slowly turned around.

A face without facial features, only the edges and corners of the moonlight reflected on the mirror!

She subconsciously stroked his face, as if she wanted to confirm something, because the horror of nothingness was even more terrifying than hideousness. But she didn't expect that such a slight touch would suddenly make his head tilt to one side, and his neck drooped on his shoulders as if it was broken.

‘He’ is not Ruan Zhan!

Xiao Xia shouted, and his instinctive reaction was to run, but a pair of ghost hands covered in mud had already grabbed her shoulders and moved towards her neck. It smiled strangely, trying to strangle Xiao Xia to death, but when its claws touched Xiao Xia's neck, it was bounced away by the warm yellow light emitted from her amulet.

"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!" Xiao Xia thought of this Buddha's name that repeatedly made her escape from danger, and shouted. Sure enough, the ghost took a big step back in horror. She took the opportunity to turn around and run, but only a few steps, the ghost suddenly blocked her way. "He is dead! He is dead! You must die too!" It announced gloomyly.

Xiao Xia was shocked, and the power in her heart was completely wiped out by the sudden news. The hope of survival was reduced sharply, and the light of her amulet dimmed.

He is dead! Ruan Zhan is dead! She could not save Li Jingming and also took Ruan Zhan's life! It was all her fault! All of this is her fault. What is she still living in this world?!

The ghost looked at Xiaoxia's inner condemnation and despair with pride, and suddenly another head appeared from his neck. This time it was the original appearance of the scholar ghost, smiling gloomy and viciously, and blood and maggots gushed out of his orifices.

Xiao Xia's eyes went dark and she fainted on the ground.

The ghost smiled and stretched out his sharp claws, approaching Xiao Xia, who was unknown to the human world, attempting to dig out her heart. However, the sound of the river behind him was shocked and it immediately jumped and saw Ruan Zhan's figure appearing on the water.

"When will you bother me?" it screamed, asking such a very unnutritious and illogical question.

Ruan Zhan was alert to the actions of the scholar ghost and walked slowly to the shore, "You shouldn't have killed so many lives." He held the stone sword in his left hand and the blood-wood sword in his right hand, "So--we can only stay alive!"

"You will be the one who comes from Ashes!"

"I want to give it a try!"

His firmness made the ghost realize that this was a situation that was a death-death situation, so it tried to take advantage of Ruan Zhan's foothold and make it stronger and turn into a black wall to press towards Ruan Zhan. However, Ruan Zhan saw that the remaining soul body could no longer do anything after being injured by the stone sword at the bottom of the water, so it did not flash. He gritted his teeth and endured its powerful pressure and directly stabbed the two swords into the center of the black wall.
Chapter completed!