Chapter 137 Double Moon is empty

If these ghosts just come out to parade, but the Night God Festival is very desperate to find that thousands of lonely ghosts in front of them are clearly pulled by an inexplicable force and rushing in his direction.

"This is completely over..." Looking at the thousands of lonely ghosts rushing towards him in front of him, he came to him in a blink of an eye, and a bitter smile appeared on the face of the Night God Festival.

These thousands of ghosts came fiercely, and the speed of action was not slow at all. In addition, the Night God Festival was injured by the inner strength of the beautiful woman in black at this time. He fell to the ground and could not move at all. He could only watch these lonely ghosts rushing towards him, but he could not make a little action, even a little movement. The night god festival in this state can't be done.

"Hor! Ah! Roar!" A sad ghost cry came from the mouths of these lonely ghosts and wild ghosts. Although the night god sacrifice could not maintain the opening of the pupil of the night god, it was still clearly seen that the eyes of these lonely ghosts were full of strange blood light, and a touch of madness had appeared on their illusory faces.

Looking at this, it seems that these lonely ghosts are driven by an inexplicable force, not like coming for the Night God Festival, but as if they want to go somewhere, just passing through the prescription of the Night God Festival.

And just as the Night God Festival was lying on the ground, weakly observing the thousands of wandering ghosts and wild ghosts, these ghosts also rudely crushed from the Night God Festival, as if they did not pay attention to the night god sacrifice at all.

Although these wandering ghosts are slightly illusory souls, they still feel pain all over the moment the night god sacrifice is trampled by them. Because the night god sacrifice has long been unable to release the body protection mask at this time, even if these wandering ghosts, as illusory souls, can still cause damage to the body of the night god sacrifice.

Under the crushing impact of thousands of wandering ghosts, the slightly thin body of the Night God Festival also flew high and rushed to an unknown direction by them.

At this time, the body of the night god sacrifice is like a leather ball. It is hit by these wandering ghosts over and over again, falling, then flying, and then falling. It can't get rid of their entanglement, but involuntarily carried by them.

Fortunately, these thousands of ghosts are illusory souls, so even if the Night God Festival is hit by them, it will not receive much damage. After being hit high again, the night god sacrifice in mid-air could even look up at the other directions of the mountain forest.

In those directions, the Night God Festival also saw a large group of wandering ghosts. Without exception, these wandering ghosts had blood-red eyes, and there was a sad scream in the air, as if they were sometimes attracting them in the direction of their progress.

With the night god sacrifice being hit again, this time he barely turned around in the air and looked into the distance in the direction of this group of ghost frenzy.

It's just that the seriously injured night god sacrifice could not open the pupil of the night god at this time. Even if he tried his best to look into the distance, it was just a huge white light. As for what existed in the white light, he didn't know.

"I hope this group of wandering ghosts will not take me to hell..." The body of the Night God Festival floated in the air. Looking at the waves of surging ghost parades around, the Night God Festival can only pray secretly in my heart.

Nowadays, he can't even operate a trace of spiritual power, and he can't get out of the turbulent tide of thousands of wandering ghosts. The only thing he can do is just to let fate...

And when the night god sacrifice was abandoned by the turbulent ghost again, an untimely towering tree suddenly appeared in front of the night god sacrifice. The night god sacrifice in the air couldn't help but be shocked. He forcibly twisted his body and barely avoided the towering tree.

The branches of this big tree are thick and numerous. Although the Night God Festival avoided the trunk of the big tree, it was still fiercely hit in the head by one of the branches. The night god sacrifice without spiritual power to protect his body was there. He only felt that the back of his head seemed to have been hit hard by a stuffy stick. The severe pain made him black in front of him...

Originally, the injury on his body was very serious, because there was no chance to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to heal the wounds by these wandering ghosts. Now, coupled with this blow of a stick that makes people just want to scold the street, the wisdom of the night god sacrifice completely in a confused state.

If the Night God Festival is sober at this time, he will be so depressed that he wants to vomit blood. This is exactly what he said. When people are unlucky, they will stuff their teeth when they drink cold water!

Just as the mind of the night god sacrifice was half faint and half awake, a greater force suddenly hit him, causing the meridians in his body to twitch violently again.

Under this severe pain, the mind of the night god sacrifice finally woke up. Just before he could figure out what had happened, the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts who had been marching with him hit him on his back one by one.

However, there seems to be a hard barrier in front of the night god sacrifice, which hinders the figure of the night god sacrifice, so that his body is suspended in the void and unable to pass through this transparent and traceless solid barrier.

"What the hell is going on..." The Night God Festival just opened its mouth and complained in a weak voice, but a greater force then hit his back fiercely. You don't have to look at the Night God Festival that this is also a strong ghost hitting his back.

As this force hit the night god sacrifice, the injuries that had just been suppressed in his body broke out again. After spitting out a mouthful of red blood with a "puff", the consciousness of the night god sacrifice fell into darkness again.

When the night god sacrifice was completely in a coma, he could only vaguely hear the sad roar of thousands of lonely ghosts and wild ghosts, and felt the severe pain of tearing from his body.

It's just that the pain this time did not wake up the mind of the Night God Festival again, but fell deeper into a coma...

When the mind of the Night God Festival slowly woke up, he did not have to move his body with difficulty, but found that it was very difficult to even move his fingers.

Under the illusory starry sky, the night god sacrifice lay in a grass with black branches and leaves with his eyes closed. No one knows how long his body has been lying here...

With the slow passage of time, the heavy eyelids of the Night God Festival finally trembled slightly, and it was difficult to slowly open his heavy eyes, and then saw the most unforgettable scene in his life.

In the dark and illusory void, two rounds of bloody moons hung high above the sky. This strange scene made the night god sacrifice, who had just opened his eyes, stunned. But what surprised the night god sacrifice most was that a tongue spit out a large part of his mouth, his eyes protruded, and his body looked a little illusory. He was standing beside him, with a pair of dead fish eyes staring at him motionless...