Chapter 498 Provocation

The splashed blood and broken limbs, the escaped ghosts, the white cold fog, the scattered pink poison gas... Time seemed to solidify at this moment, and everything was imprisoned by some invisible force and stagnated in the void.

And Ge Xinglie is the only moving person in this still picture.

Ziyan's evil sword drew a beautiful arc in the air, clicked on Yu Hongfeng's forehead, split his head from the middle and divided it into two neat pieces. The red and white were spilled out together.

After wielding this sword, all the strength of Ge Xinglie was drained, his body shook, and he struggled to exit the covering range of pink poison gas.

Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha protected their bodies with spiritual power and rushed straight forward into the thick black fog that had not yet completely dispersed. After a period of running-in, the two have established an amazing tacit understanding. The staff and the rattan whip waved out almost at the same time, entangling the upper and lower parts of the figure in the fog.

"Gun over the map!"

"I won't let you die!"

Even shouting is a song and a harmony, and the cooperation is just right.

The ghost in the fog made a strange laugh. Just as Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha's patience was about to run out, he suddenly threw something from the dark fog.

That's an old scroll with yellow color!

Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha's pupils suddenly tightened, and at the same time, they took the first half and planned to grab the scroll.

This is their instinctive reaction from the bottom of their hearts. No matter how deep the affection is, it is completely thrown away at this critical moment, leaving only the slowly flying scroll in his eyes.

Greed is human nature, and their reactions are expected by the old ghosts. He took advantage of this to win a glimmer of life for himself.

However, after a moment, Fang Yiyuan woke up and took half a step back without hesitation, giving Song Qingsha the opportunity to get the scroll. In an instant, he suppressed his greed with his love and made the most correct choice.

Song Qingsha raised her right hand, rolled the whip, and lifted the scroll in front of her. At this time, there was an inexplicable sense of crisis in her heart, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, and her outstretched left hand slowed down by half a beat.

Fortunately, it's half a beat slow!

A green ghost fire suddenly appeared on the map rolled by the whip, which was blue and strange. It suddenly ignited the whole rattan whip and quietly went up along the rattan, intending to swallow her right hand.

Song Qingsha took a deep breath and quickly threw the rattan whip into the distance.

This result was so unexpected that the old man burned the map in order to harm people!

When she was stunned, she suddenly saw two ghosts and shadows rushing out of the cloudy fog, and the cold claws grabbed her neck, and the breath of death came to her face.

The old ghost just peeped at her stunned gap and sent the strongest ghost general around him to completely kill her. If Fang Yiyuan hadn't been by, such abrupt attack might have won.

But how could Fang Yiyuan make him get what he wanted! Countless frost and fogs converge, oppress and condense from the void, sealing the endless cold in a narrow space, forming a wall of ice crystals with diamond-like luster in the blink of an eye.

Two fast ghosts are hitting this magnificent ice crystal wall, making a series of crisp sounds, and huge impulse splashing on both sides. After a moment, dense cracks spread on the ice crystal wall, and the debris splashed. And the two ghosts immediately escaped after being hit and hid behind the dark curtain again.

"You...you actually destroyed the map!" Song Qingsha's hateful eyes penetrated into the dark fog, and her expression gritted her teeth.

Fang Yiyuan followed her forward and said in a low voice, "This is your own way to die!"

The old ghost behind the scenes snorted heavily. He was quite dissatisfied that the two men did not fight as he arranged. As Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha were gradually approaching, he suddenly chattered and said, "The map given to you is fake. It's really still here."

Song Qingsha's expression moved and was about to speak, but Fang Yiyuan shouted one step ahead of her, "Then you deserve to die!"

As soon as the staff was raised, the cold and piercing wind carried the surging waves of frost, converged into a blue luster, and stabbed into the black fog. The dark depths that the sight could not reach then sounded the crackling sound of the ice edges, and after bursting out a big movement, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no echo.

Fang Yiyuan stopped cautiously. His face was solemn, and he didn't expect that after a night of fierce battle, the old man still kept the strength that made him afraid.

After a moment of silence, the old man's hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded faintly: "I have an idea..."

"Ty!"

"You should know that there are many people surnamed Xiang and will never be willing to return empty-handed. If you fight with me, you are bound to take advantage of him..."

"What do you mean?"

"Now his two men are trapped by the old man's fantasy, and it's a good time to do it..."

Fang Yiyuan smiled coldly: "Old man, you have a good calculation!"

The old ghost said, "I'm just stating the facts. Also for the map, Xiang's threat is definitely much greater than that of me. Just kill him, hehe!"

Fang Yiyuan exchanged glances with Song Qingsha and said slowly, "Mr. Xiang, Elder Ruan, what do you think?"

Ruan Han, who stood silently opposite Hao Chen's, sighed and said, "If Mr. Fang still refuses to make up his mind, I'm afraid we can't leave this place today!" It is also the old man's voice. He is completely different from the gloomy and hoarse emphasis of the old ghost. It is more like a wise elder who teaches slowly and calmly, making people can't help but believe his words.

Fang Yiyuan's heart was awe-hearted, and his eyes regained his murderous intention.

The old ghost smiled strangely at this time and said, "Whoever believes in the silver hook to chase the soul will really be blinded by lard. How many people have died at the hands of old Ruan over the years? When did he spit bones? Now I feel that even if we join hands, it may not be his opponent!"

Ruan Han smiled and said, "I just want to ask, who can restore spiritual power?"

As soon as this word came out, Fang Yi woke up like a dream. This gloomy array has not been broken, and no one can communicate with the spiritual power of the outside world. If there is another infighting, I'm afraid that the whole army will really be destroyed as Ruan Han said!

He immediately stopped hesitating and looked at Song Qingsha. At the same time, he rose up and crushed the black fog with the ice storm and leaf blades.

The old ghost snorted coldly, and the thick fog rose loudly. The dark field suddenly soared several points, and the magic gas turned into a churning dragon and snake, resisting the rolling of ice and snow.

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