After he shouted, the two of them jumped and rushed to Yi Chen Zhui and Li Ying in unison. The three of them formed a wall of humanity.

"What happened?" Yi Chenzhui finally couldn't hold back and asked in panic.

"There's someone in front."

Yi Chen followed the gap between the three figures and saw that there was indeed a vague figure in the dark empty hall. The light balls around him were far away from the figure as if they were afraid, and the low light could not even illuminate the specific appearance of the person.

The cold breath in the darkness was as if there was a thousand-year-old ice hidden. The man's feet were hanging like a vague ghost sank in the air, but there were still some light spots under his feet, and the radiance of those light balls shone, and he couldn't see what it was.

"You guys protect your son." After the person who led the way explained lightly, he immediately poked over with a knife.

The strange figure was only more than ten steps away from them, silent and silent, like a dead object, but also exuded an extremely bad chill.

Li Ying's hand trembled slightly, both light and slight, but was so cold that Yi Chen was so shocked that he was restless.

"I feel..." Li Ying's tone suddenly got rid of the coldness and stability of the past, and she was a little nervous, "I feel it is a bit like the breath of the moon..."

Yi Chenzhu couldn't estimate how loud the word "yue'er" in Li Ying's mouth shocked his heart. However, after she gave up, Yi Chenzhu was completely chaotic, his soul trembled, but his previous fear disappeared.

"Chen chases!" Li Ying shouted in horror. Yi Chen chased away, ignoring all the unknown dangers around him, and rushed towards the figure as if he was desperate.

"Young Master!" Even the two ghost soldiers did not expect him to suddenly rush out.

It took only a moment to catch up with the ghost sage. Yi Chen chased the ghost sage who was exploring the way first and arrived under the ghost shadow. Before he could clearly see the figure, he suddenly approached an ice wall. He stretched out his hand and stroked it. It turned out to be a cold surface.

The ice is as transparent as nothing, but the light reflects like a mirror. With this gloss, Yi Chen glanced at the corner of the person in the ice. Hu Xiu Huali was the messenger of the moon!

Yi Chen was shocked and determined, but he suddenly felt a murderous intent suddenly appear behind him.

"Oh no, young master, hide!"

The moment the ghost soldier exclaimed, Yi Chen Zhui turned around and turned around, just now he was here. The long sword with the blade licking the golden light was swaying as he put it away. The shadow of the sword on the ice surface shook with a weak light, but he could not see the object. Then he heard a scream in the darkness, and his body fell to the ground with blood.

"Yi Chen chases!"

"Hmph..." The ghost soldier Yousen who waved his knife to chase Yi Chen smiled, and the two at the entrance of the stairs grabbed Liying, "He was possessed."

"Own possession?" The sinister tone was surrounded by a rough voice, and the two sides were inconsistent inconsistent.

The light ball suddenly fled around like a flying butterfly, and the already dark range suddenly disappeared into the dark curtain, and all the scenes disappeared in front of the three of them.

"A mere monster is worthy of this soul-attached person?"

Thousands of miles away, Xiao Yuan was shocked. He was originally dozing against the wall but suddenly opened his eyes. The bear flames in the bone vein suddenly ignited. In a blink of an eye, he saw the blood flames around Gu Yuan's body burning. The black clothes were completely immersed in the flames.

Yi Chen chased and fell under the ice wall, and could hear the subtle sound of warm blood rolling out of the rolling body in his ears, and the coolness of the coldness immediately fell to the ground.

Blood was flowing, but life was flowing backwards. He suddenly felt the warm breath in his body rolling and burning, as if the skin was covered with bear flames, hot but not painful, and the pain was hoarse, just like a fire that replaced the blood, life was rekindled.

In the same space, in addition to the sound of blood flowing, there is also the noisy sound of sharpening of gold and stone weapons, but it seems to be from another time and space.

The ghost soldier who had no idea what was invaded by the house swung his sword like a golden flame, neither burning nor hot, but cut off the gold and cut the iron.

The weapons of the Ghost Character Camp are all supreme products created by the Jinshi Academy. They contain the power of intoxication and are forged with pure fire. The tough fairy and demons are hard to break. At this moment, they just blocked the moves of the same-quality long sword wrapped in golden light. The swords of these two people were cut off.

The same knife was actually forged to the point of being extraordinary by a possessed object!

Such a strange thing is unheard of even the elite veterans of the Ghost Character Camp!

The Liying's long sword filled the spirit and raised several sword intents to relieve the crisis of the two of them.

"Five." The possessed soul counted strangely.

The golden blade rushed towards him inwardly. The light ball that was accidentally touched was scattered on the spot, which made the rest of the light ball even more like a frightened bird. In just a moment, the whole hall was already darkened.

With a sudden sound of the blade, he counted the next number: "Four."

"What are he counting?" asked the ghost man who avoided his sharpness for the time being.

Another ghost soldier welcomed the sword and was able to escape his spare time and said, "Have he fed the young master a pill just now?"

"Isn't that a healing medicine?" Li Ying asked in surprise.

"Now, we don't even know when he was possessed!"

"Three!" He suddenly became excited, and a loud voice followed by the terrifying and strange laughter.

His knife gradually lost its layout and seemed to have little intention of fighting.

The laughter shook randomly in the dark suddenly became weaker. He suddenly felt as if he was whispering, softening his tone, adding to the weirdness, "Two..."

His intermittent numbers really made the three of them feel distressed.

Suddenly, there was a moment of silence.

"One!" He broke through with a shock. At this moment, a blood-colored flame suddenly burst out from the hall, and the ice wall that blocked people was instantly reflected.

The fierce light suddenly shone the entire underground dark hall. Yi Chen chased his body and wrapped the burning fire. He stood up in a pool of blood. His robe was swaying against the fire wind, and his long hair was scattered. He stood quietly in the fire, and his life and death were difficult to know whether he was awake or not.

"It's the power of the ghost star..." a ghost soldier said in horror.

Li Ying's face suddenly turned pale, and he saw the ghost soldier who was possessed and chased Yi Chen, so he immediately led his sword to chase him.

Yi Chen raised his face a little while, and the fire suddenly went out, and the whole hall suddenly became dark.

The three people present could not predict what would happen next. In such an unpredictable moment, a fire burst out again. A ghost soldier saw the golden sword coming towards him, and then he was in a hurry and a loud and sharp pattern. The fire came into sight at this moment. Suddenly, he felt a thread of consciousness being pulled out, as if he had something to take advantage of this to invade consciousness.

In the darkness of the fire, a stream of warm blood surged out from the veins. The ghost soldier took advantage of his thoughts that had not been completely occupied and immediately made a decision to commit suicide by slashing his sword.

Yi Chen chased his palm and gathered fire, and caught up with him one step, ignited the ghost soldier who was taken away, but he happened to meet another person and blood splattered on the spot.

The fire-loving palm shook the man away, and the open fire burned to halfway and extinguished.

"Chencha!" Li Ying stepped forward and held Yi Chenchao.

The palm he just now poured almost all his strength, and his injuries were tight. Although he had the support of that unfamiliar force, it was not a long-term solution.

"Let's go!" The ghost soldier left a trace of regret on the two former comrades through the darkness. However, the darkness in front of him was too deep. He could not see the ashes burned by the fire, nor could he see the blood on the ground clearly. He could only cut off his excess emotions immediately, set up Yi Chen to chase him and quickly choose a way to leave here.

The threat in the darkness is particularly hideous.

The three of them left the dark room and walked along a strange and cold narrow path for a long time. They finally slowed down after knowing that the shallow Yin's murderous intent was hidden.

Here we see the light spots of the road again.

The ghost soldier chased Yi Chen and sat against the wall, walked past his vein door, pondered for a moment.

His pulse burst out with force, but it was extremely slow, and his spiritual breath was weak and almost empty. The ghost warrior who had been in trouble for countless lives and deaths was difficult for a moment to judge what his injuries were.

"What's wrong with your son?"

Yi Chen bowed his head and breathed heavily. The words in his ears were clearly heard, but he seemed unable to answer. Although he was powerless, he was not weak.

Few creatures can feel that life flows in their bodies so clearly, and it is like a raging fire, burning and endlessly.

"Chen Zhui?" Liying gently held his shoulders and stared into his eyes, and asked in a very slow tone: "How do you feel now?"

What the two of them are most worried about now is that the pill that Yi Chen swallowed has indeed had any irreversible uses.

After a moment, Yi Chenzhui finally let out a breath of turbid air, "I'm fine..."

When he heard him speak, his tone and consciousness were still normal, and the hearts of the two people, which were almost strangled in their throats, finally fell back a little.

Yi Chen chased after him tightly, raised his hand to hold his face, feeling a little uncomfortable, "What the hell is going on..."

"In the young master..." The ghost soldier's words were suddenly blocked by a cold gaze that Li Yingyou threw back.

The ghost man's words came to an abrupt end, and he could not tell at a glance what was conveyed in Liying's eyes in the dark light.

Li Ying looked at him deeply, frowned slightly, shook her head slightly, and signaled that he should not tell Yi Chen about the ghost star.

"What?" Yi Chen asked.

The ghost man calmly retracted his previous words and took another statement without any leakage: "It was probably because the spiritual breath in the young master's body protected his body meridians in time, so that he did not harm his life."

"Spiritual Breath?" Yi Chenzhui slowly fell down and suddenly recalled the situation where he was about to die just now.

At that time, blood was pouring, which was enough to be fatal to the mortal body, but his life was surging backwards at that time, like a fire and nirvana. The remaining blood seemed to be replaced by fire...

He looked at his hands almost in a daze, unable to believe that such a situation was just because his spiritual breath temporarily protected his body meridians.

"It's fine if you're fine," Liying suddenly interrupted his thoughts, and then softened his tone, "You're seriously injured, so take a rest here for a while."

"Wait!" Yi Chenzhui sat upright in shock, "Hiss..." However, his movements were too fierce, and it hurt the injuries all over his body.

"Young Master!" The ghost soldier hurriedly supported him again.
Chapter completed!