Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1333 Bright Furnace!
Needle drop can be heard on the empty road.

"It's you!"

Yuan Haoxun's eyes lit up, and he saw Su Qinian standing in front of him. He heaved a sigh of relief, twisted his feet, made a clicking sound, and recovered with difficulty.

With a thud, he couldn't help but fell down on the ground, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat. At this moment, he felt lingering fear. He was really frightened just now. people's psychological endurance.

After taking several deep breaths, he managed to calm down, raised his head, looked at Su Qinian with uncertain eyes, and said, "You guys saved me?"

He wasn't sure if what he saw just now was a phantom, but he thought that the ghost's attack could not end forever, but now he was safe and sound, and even the cold air around him was swept away, so he had to doubt it. The two of them, especially the young man surnamed Su, who he couldn't figure out, whether they have a way to resist or even kill ghosts.

"It's not us, could it be that the ghost conscience discovered it?"

Qi Yunfei glanced at him, and she didn't have a good tone. It was because this Yuan family child was too stingy at the beginning. He put on airs, posed, and wanted to poach her corner. If it wasn't for his lack of strength, he really wanted to beat him violently. pause.

"Really are!"

Yuan Haoxun's eyes lit up, he got up, staggered and stood firm, even though he was grinning in pain, he ignored the sprained legs of the ghost, stared at Su Qinian, and said with emotion: "Brother, you are so awesome! Even the ghost If you can stop it, you shouldn’t be a member of the underworld organization, right?”

Qi Yunfei rolled her eyes at him when she heard the words, and her style of painting changed in a blink of an eye. What about the reserved reserve and posture?This is too unstyled, and the speed of hugging the thigh is beyond compare.

Su Qinian's gaze became a little cold at this moment.

Yuan Hao kept quiet for a while, his breathing was stagnant, he had an illusion, as if he was facing his grandfather who had already stepped into the realm of top sword master, no, it made him tremble even more, as if a vast ocean had burst its embankment, Come overwhelmingly.

hum!
Su Qinian stretched out a hand, and a stone furnace emerged in his palm, slowly lifted into the air.

However, the three-inch-high stove is as big as a palm, and it looks like an antique from the Wenwan market. This phenomenon that deviates from the common sense of physics immediately made Yuan Haoxun hold his breath.

The corner of the ghost.

Some people huddled together, there was a cold wind blowing, the chill penetrated into the bone marrow, the gray-black street was like a canvas that had been erased of color, on the graffiti on the wall, half of the corpse seemed to grow out of the wall, blood spots on the snow-white shirt point, like a blood-colored plum blossom in full bloom.

"Mom, I... I'm cold."

In the crowd, there was a child's voice. A two or three-year-old girl with braids was squeezed in the center of the crowd. Her face was still purple from the cold. She struggled to stretch out a small hand and pulled the young girl in front of her. mother's collar, and tremblingly said: "Mom, dad... Where's dad?"

"Dad is going to buy you hot milk tea, and I'll be right back."

The young mother's chapped mouth forced a smile, and she quickly turned her head away, her red eyes raised, and she could see the pile of letters not far away, and the graffiti wall with inexplicable personality.

"We stand... stand in the middle of the road, as long as we don't get close to the wall, we... won't be dragged in."

Someone whispered, with tears in their eyes, and even more irrepressible fear. Among the other people in the group, a gray-haired old man hugged his fainted wife vigorously, pinching him constantly. The old man burst into tears, but Not daring to make a sound, the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill that he carried with him rolled down under the corner not far away.

No one dared to move.

There were fourteen people in their tour group at the beginning, but in just a few minutes, there are now only eight people left.

Inexplicably eerie and changing, the whole world left them in an instant, leaving only silent weirdness and horror.

"Grandpa, I have a sun candy here, you...you can give it to grandma, the sun god Kai warrior said, eating it will restore you."

The little girl was innocent and kind, with a clear and crisp voice, she took out a crumpled candy from her small pocket tremblingly, and tried to lift it forward.

"Good boy." The old man said in a trembling voice, his eyes were full of tears, and the palm of his neck was no longer able to feel the pulse.

The few remaining people gritted their teeth, especially the young people, looking at the deformed candy, the golden tinfoil looked like a clown changing face, and laughed silently at them.

"Light." The little girl whispered, her tone immature and curious.

"Light!" The second voice followed closely behind, full of vigor, majesty and coldness, exploding between heaven and earth.

A group of people were stunned, watching the golden candy paper glowing on the little girl's raised hand, as if a sun was rising from the paper.

"No, that's..."

Someone exclaimed, looking up, in the originally gray sky, a stone furnace appeared at some time, with three legs and two ears, simple and vicissitudes, can be more than ten meters high, as towering as a hill, at this moment the furnace mouth is facing down, as if There is a round of sun rising and falling at the mouth of the furnace, blooming dazzling light and heat.

On the empty road, the cold air was swept away, and the brilliance was like a substance, like a sun lake pouring down, accompanied by a little bit of light rain like red gold glass, like a sharp blade, sinking into nothingness.

scoff!

The gray-black ghost creature was torn apart at once, and the place where the light shone was like a prairie fire, the lost colors were returning, the dark sky was purified, and the light and shadow of the sun gradually appeared.

There were screams, it was ghosts, in street corners, parks, high-rise buildings... the gray-black body was burning, or was pierced by the light rain, torn into two halves, the flames of red gold and glass were blazing, Incinerate every inch of the ferocious ghost's body into ashes.

Directly below the stone furnace.

Yuan Haoxun's eyes widened, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, he was completely shocked, this kind of devilish and godlike method severely impacted his spiritual world.

As for Qi Yunfei, although she was also shaken, she quickly regained her composure. It is not unacceptable for a sword saint to exist side by side with nuclear weapons, possessing power and means beyond ordinary people's comprehension.

What she pays more attention to are those ghosts who were killed. Now it seems that most of them were ordinary people when they were alive. Some were wearing work clothes, and some were professional swordsmen in hard clothes. Strange, incomplete limbs, gray and dry body, not even a corpse, it seems to have become another creature completely.

clang!
Suddenly, there was an intense sound of gold and iron clanging, a series of sparks splashed, breaking through the vacuum, and on the top of a tall building, a dark figure revealed its true shape, staggering backwards.

This is a figure shrouded in gray-black mist, only a pair of blood-colored eyes are looming, cold and indifferent, staring at Su Qinian firmly at this moment.

(End of this chapter)