Chapter 78 Weird
With the power of a priest, he can completely sneak into the shadow.
Escape by shadow.
But at this moment, the air around changed.
It becomes like a sludge.
Suck the priest's body.
At the same time, the air, which has always been like water, has undergone some wonderful changes.
It seemed as if there was an invisible force from all directions, trying to squeeze out the priest who had penetrated into the darkness from the air.
This feeling is like a fish in the water, which could have swam freely in the sea.
But at some point, the sea suddenly solidified.
The invisible big hand squeezes the sea.
We must "repel" this poor fish from the sea water.
not good!
The priest was so scared that he was terrified.
He practiced devoutly throughout his life and served Amaterasu, and never encountered such a terrible situation.
Could this be the power of the magical artifact Tiancongyun Sword?
Must be!
Otherwise, this young man would not have such power.
I have been practicing hard all my life and never possessed such magic.
Magic like ghosts and gods!
A huge unwillingness to be jealous suddenly surged in my heart.
But the invisible force squeezed him, like a sponge that wanted to clean water, making his eyes burst out.
It made him run blood all over his body.
Involuntarily, he reappeared from the shadow of the void.
Su Dawei clamped Long Zi's belly.
The dragon son, who had the same heart as him, had already rushed over like lightning.
It was obvious that both priests were about to fall into their hands.
The priest who was injured by An Wensheng shouted in Japanese: "It's too late, you evil ways, the night is coming, and the eight hundred gods of the Shinto are coming. The night of the hundred nights will be your death!"
In his voice, his body gradually exploded from his palm and turned into a cloud of blood mist.
There was a sudden darkness between heaven and earth.
Only the blood mist condenses and does not disperse, and a strange character is drawn in the void.
If a Shintoist person is present, he will naturally recognize it. It is a big word "hundred".
It was still evening just now.
But at this moment, the sunset suddenly disappeared.
It's like a celestial dog eating the moon.
I couldn't see my five fingers.
The Tang army soldiers couldn't help but scream.
Even if you are an elite in a hundred battles, you can't help but feel panicked when you encounter such a scene that is difficult to explain with common sense.
In the darkness, Su Dawei had only time to raise his voice and said sternly: "Lou Shide, Wang Xiaojie, Cui Qi, Heiqi Changzhi, please be optimistic about your troops and wait for help on the spot.
Without my orders, no one is allowed to act rashly."
Dark environment, loss of vision.
What I fear most is not not not to move, but to move around.
Once a camp roar is formed, a group riot will suffer significant losses even if the Tang army is involved.
Once the military-established organization is lost, it will cause disastrous consequences.
As darkness appeared, the black-clothed priest who had been targeted by Su Dawei had already taken the opportunity to escape.
No trace can be captured anymore.
The temperature around is dropping sharply.
It seems like a moment from spring to winter.
A hint of coolness rose from behind, like a curse.
Like omnipresent mercury, it penetrates into everyone's body and blood little by little.
In the darkness, Su Dawei frowned and sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost."
Although he was not old in his life, he had never seen any strangeness.
What kind of case is not handled?
He was there during the strange riot in Chang'an.
When Daochen, Xuezi and other Yi people wanted to rush into Lanchi Palace, he was there too.
When the enemy wanted to move the dragon vein guarded by the Daming Palace, he was still there.
He also joined the first-class Yiren, Li Chunfeng, Xingzhe and Yuan Shoucheng.
He fought with all kinds of strange and half demons and strangers.
He didn't take this ghost trick in front of him seriously.
When the mind moves, the primordial qi belonging to the fourth level of aliens surges and comes out through the body.
This Yuan Qi is majestic and vast, like a vast ocean.
The entire darkness caused the Yuan Qi on Su Dawei's body to disturb and shake.
Layer layers of ripples spread around.
At this moment, Su Dawei suddenly felt something was wrong.
He saw that the word "blood mist" gathered changed again.
This time, he recognized that character, which was somewhat similar to the small seal script of Han Shu.
It is a word "strange".
Su Dawei shouted An Wensheng's name loudly, but no one around responded.
It seemed as if he was the only one in the darkness.
An Wensheng, the soldiers of the Tang army around him, didn't know where to go.
I felt a little moved in my heart and I thought of it that such a scene seemed familiar.
Yes, when I visited the Tokyo Guild Hall, I came out and encountered strange and half-demon attacks with Yuchi Baolin and others.
At that time, I was also trapped in a state of complete darkness.
Could it be that this is the "enchantment" in the mouth of the Japanese Shinto?
Su Dawei didn't understand any barrier, but he knew how to use his strength to break the tricks.
In the face of absolute strength, all kinds of magic are jokes.
After the whale sucks, there is a gushing of Yuan Qi torrent.
Like a long whale spitting water.
The darkness is like being torn apart by a giant hand.
But this light was only a moment, and it was not enough to see clearly that a richer darkness came.
The wind was terrifying, and all kinds of strange beast roars and yelling sounds came from all directions.
The words that change blood mist in the air have condensed new words.
"Night walk".
Walking at night?
A night trip?
Isn't this the title of the weird book?
There is a monster in Japan called "Hundred Ghosts Night Walk", but the kind of monsters that remember all kinds of strange legends, not weird.
Could it be...
In the darkness, a cold wind blew.
It brings black and surging like ink.
The dragon son under him had no presence and no sound at all.
This made Su Dawei have an illusion, as if even Long Zi had disappeared.
Behind it, black fog surged.
A pair of hands quietly poked out from the black fog and touched Su Dawei's ears from behind.
The black fog became more and more intense, like boiling boiling water.
But Su Dawei didn't notice it at all.
Those hands looked like beautiful hands.
Slim and white, weak and boneless.
It is so beautiful that it is not as beautiful as the world.
Like the most exquisite work of art in the world.
Every minute and every inch are extremely beautiful.
It feels so soft that only the legendary God of Luo has such slender and elegant fingers.
Just when we were about to meet Su Dawei, these beautiful hands that were fascinating and craftsmanship suddenly changed.
It turned into a pair of furry ghost claws and grabbed Su Dawei's neck suddenly.
A cold light flashed.
The ghost claw was suddenly cut off.
A shrill scream came from the black fog.
Su Dawei rolled up his horizontal knife, cut the two ghost claws into pieces, and sniffed.
In the black eyes, a white flame-like light appeared.
"The magic technique to cut off the five senses? Unfortunately, I have seen this kind of thing once, and... the stench on the strange body is hard to hide through the black fog."
After saying that, the light of the horizontal knife flashed.
The rushing arc cut open the black mist in front of him as he slashed his sword.
"You can use any tricks."
"Let me see how your half-demon in Japan is strange and different from my Dongtu Tang Dynasty."
Before the words were finished, the black storm surged.
The thick fog suddenly dissipated.
A strange scene appeared in front of me.
Dirty streets, blood-red lanterns.
The petals are like rain.
A strange and bizarre giants floated over.
That's...
Su Dawei's pupils shrank slightly.
He recognized that the giant objects on the ancient street in front of him were all recorded in the "Hundred Night Walks", with strange names and surnames.
A hundred night walks...
A night trip?
Chapter completed!