long night walk

Chapter 301 The Grass Ring Between Hand Bones
The heavy stone grinding disc cracked into rubble, and Bailian condensed water into ice with his sword energy, suppressing the green and yin fire that tumbled and ignited in the soil.

The ice sank into the ground, and the sword energy stirred.

Without the need for manpower to dig deep, dozens of ice thorns suddenly appeared on the solid and hard ground, and the ground was rushed out, and a three-meter-deep pit was instantly raised from the flat ground.

Bai Li'an stood outside the pit, staring at the white corpse beneath the pit.

There are many bones, a lot of them, obviously not the bones of one person,

It was an accumulation of old bones and new bones that I don't know how many years ago. From time to time, phosphorous fires sprang up in the bones, revealing an evil and ominous aura.

As the bones screeched down, they were burned and fused by the dark blue fire. In these silent years, the skeletons seemed to be deformed together. Underneath, a land of bones of a behemoth is formed.

Rao was Fang Geyu, who was used to seeing big scenes. Seeing this scene, his expression changed involuntarily. Looking at the deep pit of white bones, his eyes showed deep disgust.

"Evil bone art, this ghost ghost is really bad fun."

On the other side, Ji Ting, seeing this scene, was so frightened that his legs trembled, his face turned blue, he covered his lips and rolled to the side to vomit.

Bailian didn't answer, glanced around, jumped into the deep pit, and found a pale skeleton with a coarse cloth dress hanging.

It didn't take long for the skeleton to be buried here, but an arm was swallowed by the huge skeleton that was deformed and fused under him, and most of the bones were still intact.

Bailian knew that this dress was the coarse cloth dress Ji Ting wore that night when selling noodles. The ill-fitting cloth dress was sewn with numerous large and small patches. A bracelet woven from flowers and plants was quietly set there.

It is clear that all the flesh and blood is corroded by the yin here. In just a few days, the sound of withered bones has been achieved, but it is such a fragile and cheap bracelet, and the original outline can still be vaguely recognized. .

Bailian squatted half-squatting, held up Ji Ying's hand bones, and looked at the grass ring between the bones and wrists with an inexplicable gaze.

In the sparkling flames, his eyes were black and bright, changing from the gentleness and indisputableness of the past, indescribably indifferent and sharp.

The Qiu Shui sword's edge rested on the unfathomable backbone underfoot, where one of Ji Ying's arms was connected.

If he could, he wanted to bring the girl home in its entirety.

The sword's edge was an inch into the bone, and the yin fire that jumped peacefully around suddenly boiled!
It was clearly a body of an unconscious skeleton, so logically it shouldn't feel pain.

But in the gigantic body of the earth, a terrifying and angry roar came from nowhere, like Devil May Cry!
Fang Geyu's face sank, and he said sternly: "It's useless, that skeleton has been connected with these thousands of ghasts in the bones, the grievances of the bones under the earth here are not condensed overnight, Once swallowed, the degeneration of the soul will never come back, come up quickly, don't be swallowed by the hostility in this skeleton!"

As soon as the voice fell, the earth trembled, the rocks cracked and the ground collapsed, and the wet mud and broken soil rolled into the cracks of the ground, rumbling!
The whole earth seemed to be the mouth of a giant ghost, and gusts of gloomy wind roared out from the cracks in the ground, as if the giant ghost was breathing.

The dust and snow fluttered in the sky, and the thin snowflakes cut people's cheeks like a blade.

Bailian was lifted up by a huge force under his feet. At the moment when the strong wind was blowing, he clearly saw the grass ring around Ji Yinggu's wrist was blown by the wind, and the dark green fire burned faintly. The edge of the fire, which was curled with dry debris, turned to ashes in an instant.

The quiet and cold white bone skeleton, a pair of blue lights rose from the dark eye holes, looked at Bai Li'an coldly and deeply, and then she stood up.

Her arms are attached to a huge deformed skeleton.

She stood up in this snowy night. Naturally, the skeleton also broke through the ground and stood up immediately.

Fang Geyu scolded lowly, and his face became extremely ugly.

Suddenly, a golden thin leaf appeared when her fingers fluttered. She raised her hand and sprinkled the thin leaf, and her whole body rose into the air.

She stepped on a golden thin leaf that was magnified several times, and flew in the direction of Bailian with her body, ignoring Ji Ting's life and death in the giant pit.

However, before she could get close to Bailian, the huge skeleton had completely stood up, and the white-boned monster completely freed from the bondage of the earth was actually a hundred meters high, standing in the sky and the earth.

There are many bones, the hollow skeleton is blown by the strong wind, and it emits a ghostly incantation like in the abyss of hell, which makes people's heads crack and hurt, and they want to go crazy!

Fang Geyu had just flown a few meters away, but was swept back several dozen meters away by a violent overcast wind.

Kankan stabilized his body, Fang Geyu only felt that the blood in his body was churning violently, and his eardrums were bulging.

However, she was brushed by the turbulent sound of the yin wind, causing her breath to become disordered, her heart beating wildly like a drum, and the spiritual nodes in the meridians were faintly painful.

A huge white-boned arm lifted like a tsunami, and under Fang Geyu's shrunk pupils, the silhouette of Bailian who flew out was grasped into the palm of his hand.

"Sichen!!!"

At this moment, on the other side of the battlefield.

Ying Xiu unhurriedly pointed out a sword towards the dark night sky. The dark and dark long sword could not see the blade, and the whole body of the sword was wrapped in black cinnabar runes, wrapping Feng Han's fierce sword like a blunt and thick sword. Normal ring.

The hunting clothes and official robes on the body are as bright red as blood, the rune wrapped around the sword seems to be ignited by some invisible force, the rune of cinnabar weeping blood flutters and drifts away like a snake, and the sword intent is endless, like a big lake will pour. The dark cloud above the head was turned upside down with a sword!
The dark clouds that were forced to retreat, like a convergent ink color, re-gathered the figure of Youguilang.

One person and one ghost tool is to forget the next battle.

This raging slaughter actually stopped when it was said to stop.

After forcing You Guilang back with a sword, Ying Xiu covered his lips with his palms and coughed lowly. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the blood stains between his sleeves.

The towering body of white bones stands, like a white-capped broken peak and a remnant mountain.

He pursed his lips, his calm eyes couldn't hide the fiery heat for a while and he was also shocked. He seemed to sense the familiar aura, and he couldn't help laughing, his face was dyed with a red tide because of excitement: "Devil May Cry Beads? Really? Unexpectedly, the party from Xianling City will be able to get such an unexpected joy tonight."

Wu Bu had never seen the gentle and calm young master show such a rude side, and could not help but curiously asked the heroic spirit Hongying: "What is the Devil May Cry Pearl?"

Hong Ying stood on the eaves, silently holding a knife in a lonely posture. Under the black veil of the bamboo hat, she danced blindly with her blind belt, as if she did not intend to answer Wu Bu's boring question.

(End of this chapter)