My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 334 I avoid his edge?
In the pitch-black [Ghost Gate Coffin].

Ripples flickered, but then the figure moved again.

The illusory mortal spear follows him like a shadow.

"Stop it!"

A crazy roar came from the darkness.

This is the rule of "words come true".

The [Gun of Cause and Effect] seemed to pause for a moment when these words were spoken.

Instead, the man's Adam's apple shrank in an instant, as if it was broken.

Ye Wuyou's figure once again rushed towards the depths of the strange door coffin.

Fortunately, the deeper he went into the [Strange Coffin], the more natural it was in suppressing the weirdness. Coupled with the power of [Words Come True], he was able to fight against the spear that symbolized death.

[Ghostly Coffin] is not a good choice if you want to imprison someone, but it has a suppressive effect on weirdness.

However, this suppression is more reflected in locking in the weirdness.

It's like a cage, not as oppressive as a sacred tree.

Ye Wuyou and Ji Wuye also locked themselves in.

But now he had no time and no chance to open the coffin lid and slowly look for the exit to leave the [Ghost Door Coffin].

Under the influence of the words, the spear paused slightly, then attacked again.

A death chase that ignores all boundaries.

[Bang, bang, bang, bang, this is outrageous! A mere spearman actually wants to curse and kill you. What are you waiting for? You no longer hesitate. The anger in your heart has now become real. Let them see what it means that all living beings have no form. What does a mere life and death mean!]

It can't explode at all.

There's no way I could take this thing head-on. As a person without any form, I could only turn around and die with a smile on my face.

Black blood kept flowing out of his mouth. Ye Wuyou paused and wanted to speak again, but he had already lost his voice.

"Wind Soul."

There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Ye Wuyou's eyes, and he finally shouted in his mind.

The sacred tree swayed gently.

He is a wood spirit. If he dies, the sacred tree may not perish, but it will definitely be severely damaged.

Feng Xinling understood this and he could not walk out of the sacred tree world.

Without Ye Wuyou, the sacred tree will surely fall into madness just like Ye Wuyou.

Drain everything from him.

Well, now I have started to tie myself up.

I don't know where this broken tree learned these things.

Feng Xinling's expression was extremely disdainful at first, but then his eyes darkened and he struggled to reach out and pull off the branch of the sacred tree that was drilling into his thigh.

"Boy, I can't make it stop. This condition is too harsh. Even if I were in the seventh realm, I couldn't do this. I can't afford that... price."

"So, what's the price?"

"What... Hey, be flexible and change your way of thinking."

Feng Xinling paused, then took a deep breath, and the sound spread in all directions.

"This shot will miss."

The influence of the rule of [Words come true] caused Feng Xinling's entire soul to tremble violently, and his body became a little more unfocused.

But under this influence, the illusory spear almost passed by Ye Wuyou's body.

The gun tip grazed the shoulder, revealing a patch of "corpse-like" skin.

"Where did that shot go?" Ye Wuyou asked in his mind.

Feng Xinling was silent for a while before answering.

“I don’t know, but it hasn’t stopped and it won’t stop.”

There is no answer to this question.

But the feeling of death finally dissipated a little from my heart.

Ye Wuyou was leaning on a pool of black mud at the side, gasping for breath.

Then, he looked down at his body, his eyes paused at first, but then he revealed a helpless smile.

Starting from the shoulders, half of the body's skin has turned into a corpse's.

Ye Wuyou was prepared. If he really couldn't avoid the shot, this life-and-death transformation would be his last choice, hoping to deceive the fatal spear.

At the same time, the soul will abandon the body and completely merge into the sacred tree.

That spear of cause and effect cannot possibly penetrate the world of the sacred tree.

Ye Wuyou didn't know what the final result would be, but the worst possibility was that his body would dissipate, and his soul would become neighbors with Feng Xinling.

And he couldn't walk out either, because the weirdness would erode his soul, not to mention that there were so many weirdnesses on his body, all scattered in this world of [Strange Coffin], which would erode him completely in an instant.

Maybe one day, if he is lucky enough, a Xiao Yan who possesses the [Ghost Gate Coffin] will come here, obtain the soul, and pick up his weak soul.

But Ye Wuyou couldn't become a medicine master. With his knowledge, he could only teach the other party. "Never mind, let's fight him first."

"Ji Wuye has been completely corrupted by the weirdness, or it could be said that he has been corrupted a long time ago."

Ye Wuyou was sitting in the mud and thinking this, when he suddenly realized that the mud around him seemed to be moving.

At this moment, countless dark arms scrambled out of the mud, grabbing at him with sharp black fingertips.

Ye Wuyou frowned, then waved his sleeves and broke apart those mummy-like arms.

His figure flashed away, and Ye Wuyou stayed in this dark world, staring at everything around him.

"What on earth is in that mud? And as we go deeper into the strange coffin, those things are obviously becoming more active."

Ye Wuyou looked down at his feet.

The strange coffin was still pitch black, boundless and limitless, like a dark abyss.

For no reason, a sentence popped up in Ye Wuyou's mind.

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares back at you.

"What is deep inside the Ghostly Coffin?"

Ye Wuyou stared for a while, and finally shook his head, not wanting to try to spy anymore.

He now has more to do.

Strange things are unreasonable, and he doesn't really control the [Strange Coffin], and there are many taboos about it.

The only thing he has fully developed now is [Ghost].

"But before leaving, should we recycle that thing..."

Ye Wuyou thought so and then followed the strange aura.

The [Words Come True] itself was very weak, without any possessed object like the black cat demon before, so its reaction was extremely slow and it could be manipulated by anyone.

Ye Wuyou would not consider approaching the weirdness. As long as he [hidden] his body, the weirdness would not be able to detect him, and in the end, the [ghost] would take action...

But there are also certain risks.

But before long, Ye Wuyou's worries completely dissipated.

Cannot be recycled.

The woman's red lips, which represented "words come true", were now sunk deep into a pool of dark mud.

The word "a beach" may be a bit abrupt.

It was a floating black silt as big as a mountain.

Countless strange creatures stretched out their hands on the "mountain", trying to get out as bubbles emerged one after another.

And that mouth was constantly being swallowed by the black mud.

After a moment of silence, Ye Wuyou decisively gave up.

"I can only come back and have a look later. If it cannot be recycled..."

Then, there will always be an omnipresent strange rule in this strange door coffin: [Words become laws].

Locking yourself in the [Ghost Coffin] can also become risky.

"Forget it. At worst, I won't come in again. This strange door coffin will just be a place to seal off strange things."

Now that there was no more intrusion and influence, Ye Wuyou finally slowly opened the coffin lid.

He stepped out and stepped into the outside world again.

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The crowds on both sides of the valley were in chaos at this moment.

The scene was in chaos. A huge blue figure formed countless ghost hands and waved them towards the crowd on both sides of the valley.

The weirdness controlled by weirdness is, to some extent, far more powerful than "humans".

Because you don't care about erosion, you can reach a certain limit.

At this moment, Lu Chen was standing on one side of the valley with a solemn expression. His surging energy turned into a barrier to protect one side of the valley. His Dharma image turned into a mountain and condensed in front of him to block the invisible ghost hand.

On the other side, Cui Sanniang, who was at a slightly lower level, was protecting the crowd.

The head of the Lu family was fighting with the sixth-level spiritual general controlled by Ji Wuye above the clouds.

At the bottom of the valley, on the huge platform, dark red blood was spilled all over the ground.

The blood belongs to Ji Wuye.

The knife on her chest had cut a gash on her chest, and blood was flowing out of it. Combined with the woman's face with dark pupils and dried blood at the corners of her mouth, it really made people look a little daunting and frightened.

Luo Qinghan on the opposite side had a calm expression at this moment, but his aura was still extremely strong, standing in front of Ji Wuye like an indestructible line of defense.

But one of her hands was across her body, while the other hand hung limply at her side.

That opportunity just now, after all, is still...

“It was a misjudgment.”

[Ghost]'s ghost hands can emerge from any part of the body.

Luo Qinghan knew that Ye Wuyou had some kind of [hidden] strangeness, and his attack was completely invisible.

Ye Wuyou once used the ghost hand, but the [ghost] at that time was completely unable to affect Luo Qinghan.

So Luo Qinghan didn't care.

She only focused on attacking, leaving all defense to [No Bottom Line] and Lu Zhaolin in the distance.

But after the invisible ghost hand emerged from Ji Wuye's body and wrapped around her arm, its force was far stronger than the ghost controlled by Ye Wuyou.

And [Time Zero] was also used by the opponent.

A frozen moment.

The same [Time Zero] unfolds.

This was the second time Luo Qinghan used [Time Zero].

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Qinghan still held the knife, but failed to crush the opponent.

After all, Ji Wuye is no longer a human being, so even if the other party's injuries are serious, it will not have any impact.

Luo Qinghan frowned slightly.

Master is being chased by the [Spear of Karma], and no one knows where he is going now, but he is in the seventh realm after all, so I think he should have some means to do it.

But what about the others… They said they had to leave for something, so why haven’t they come back yet?

Luo Qinghan suddenly realized something and moved to the side.

And there was a huge pit where he had originally stood.

Invisible ghost hands came again from all directions, which made Luo Qinghan pause, and then he used his Dharma image.

[Dharma-Appearance Magical Power: Thousand Miles of Ice]

Surrounded by icebergs, countless frozen palm shapes can be vaguely seen.

The invisible ghost hand finally revealed its traces under this magical power.

Luo Qinghan was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when the surrounding iceberg suddenly shattered. At the same time, an extremely strong sense of life and death crisis struck his heart.

That's almost intuitive.

Luo Qinghan raised his head and glanced slightly, but his body had already been blown away by a huge force.

The sudden attack left her with only enough time to put one hand across her body in a subconscious defense.

The protection of [No Bottom Line] could only protect her body from damage, but the enormous force still surged and spread throughout her body, causing her to let out a light groan.

At this moment, two illusory spears collided in the air, [Spear of Cause and Effect] vs. [Spear of Cause and Effect].

Without caring about anything else, Luo Qinghan's feet immediately began to ripple and change direction.

There was a hint of doubt in his cold eyes, what was that?
The strangeness of Ye Wuyou, why he could be so powerful in the hands of others, was completely different from what she knew.

The dark blue figure stood upright, surrounded by a protection that had "no lower limits".

It is superior to all dharmas and is like a demon.

Luo Qinghan couldn't see the [ghost], and neither could anyone present. They could only rely on vague perception.

If the scene wasn't so chaotic, one could still make a judgment based on the reverberating energy, but right now the entire valley was in chaos.

Not to mention the people who were fighting, even among the countless people running around, there were magical powers shining, and a small number of practitioners with great magical powers directly flew into the air.

It’s messy, it’s too messy.

The aura was mixed together, making it impossible for Luo Qinghan to tell the location of the [ghost].

Originally, I thought the most difficult things to deal with on Ji Wuye were [Gun of Cause and Effect] and [No Bottom Line].

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the [ghost] on Ye Wuyou's body was the most difficult to deal with.

At this moment, a scream was heard in the valley.

After all, it is an invisible ghost hand, and now it seems endless and limitless.

Lu Chen and Cui Sanniang were human beings after all. Even if they were not afraid of the ghost hand, they still had to protect so many people. Their originally vigorous aura gradually declined over time.

At this moment, a man was caught by the ghost hand and was about to die on the spot. A sharp sword light appeared, and Zhou Xuanyuan's figure flashed by and saved the young man.

Luo Qinghan saw this scene.

Right now, Luo Qinghan’s best option is to just involve Ji Wuye and delay him.

If we can wait until those Seventh Realm masters come back, everything will be easily over.

But if he didn't continue to put pressure on Ji Wuye, then the others would be in danger.

She glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

Lu Zhaolin, who was far away, was trying hard to condense an illusory spear again and held it in his hand.

The head of the Lu family had already dealt with the sixth-level spiritual general at this moment, but did not rashly join the battle.

Seeing the change in Luo Qinghan's expression, the old head of the Lu family admonished in a hoarse voice.

"Saint Luo, there is no need to fight with him. Just maintain the status quo and delay him, and avoid his attack for the time being."

The old man was responded to by the woman's cold and icy voice.

"Should I avoid his edge?"

The old man didn't say anything else, and Luo Qinghan ignored him.

Luo Qinghan took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, his full chest rising and falling slowly with his breathing.

The woman gently closed her eyes at this moment, and slowly raised her uninjured hand, with two fingers clasped together, hanging in front of her eyebrows.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the originally powerful aura on Luo Qinghan's body suddenly became silent, and then slowly condensed into a line.

This breath is one of the seven realms.

At the same time, [Time Zero] was pushed to the extreme at this moment.

The biting and chilly frost swept across the entire place in an instant, and the biting cold spread throughout the entire valley.

Zhou Xuanyuan's figure froze in the air, unable to move at all.

Lu Chen still maintained the starting posture of Infinite Ocean. The spear in Cui Sanniang's hand was motionless, and even the ripples stopped.

[Ghost] stopped moving, Ji Wuye's figure did not move.

In the valley, the noisy and chaotic crowd that was running in all directions suddenly became quiet at this moment.

Still, everything stopped.

Compared to Luo Qinghan's seemingly innate "No Bottom Line"...

The erosion of [Time Zero] is more serious and the cost is much heavier.

In the strange world, Luo Qinghan had only used [Time Zero] once.

And now, it is the third time in a short period of time.

It is also the most extreme one.

At this moment, the waterfall-like black hair turned into snow-white, and the black hair turned into white.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the woman's flawless and bright face, which was still covered with a cold and arrogant frost.

In this still world, on the road made of ice and snow, only Luo Qinghan was walking on it.

(End of this chapter)