The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

Chapter 38 Relics

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Under the blessing of the spiritual power of the four people on the opposite side, the will-o'-the-wisp spread quickly, and it was only for a moment that people couldn't react, and the encirclement was reduced to a range where everyone needed to squeeze together.

The eyes of the moon beside the building were slightly condensed: "I didn't expect them to gather so much ghost energy."

Fang Qingya didn't understand the differences between monks, but the tense atmosphere in front of him made him subconsciously hold his breath, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

He asked: "What do you mean, aren't they sword cultivators? Why did they suddenly become ghost cultivators again?"

Chu Jinsui dabbled in these things a little: "Each monk can not only choose one way of practice, but those who choose two paths, or even more paths, often cannot achieve specialization."

Like herself, each area is known, but not mastered.

This kind of wide choice is actually not a good practice method for monks.

This will greatly increase the difficulty of practice and breakthrough.

The reason why she was able to go all the way without hindrance on a certain road was that, as Ji Hengzhou said, it was because of her divine talent.

The four people in front of them obviously practiced the way of ghosts in addition to practicing the way of swordsmanship.

She guessed that this was probably the door of practice opened by the other party by chance.

Lou Bianyue nodded: "That's right, for murderous people like them, ghost path is indeed the closest road to them."

It must be that after a certain murder and treasure hunt, they accidentally started trying to control the resentment and malice of those who died in vain, and that's why today's situation came about.

Fang Qingya seemed to understand but half understood: "It turns out that this is the case..."

While speaking, the will-o'-the-wisps continued to shrink.

A gloomy and cold atmosphere swept across.

It was obviously in the middle of the fire, but the grass and trees under the feet were covered with a layer of frost, and even started to freeze, and the surrounding temperature was getting lower and lower.

Fang Qingya, who has no cultivation base, has already started to tremble from the cold, his teeth chattering: "Then...then what shall we...do? It's so cold."

His face was pale, and his lips were bloodless.

He thought it was just some kind of strange flames from the cultivation world, and just now he saw that these flames were not hot, so he stretched out his fingers and touched them.

Although he didn't feel a strong feeling at that time, the cold quickly invaded his body along with his fingers, almost freezing the blood in his whole body.

Fang Qingya sniffed: "I'm not going to die, I feel like my body is going to be stiff."

Chu Jinsui shook his head: "No, at most you will be sick. Fortunately, you have not practiced and your spiritual veins have not been opened, so you will not be affected."

This can be regarded as his good luck.

These will-o'-the-wisps not only change the surrounding temperature, but also corrode people's anger and spirit.

If this continues, Fang Qingya will become those villagers in the small world before long, and become puppets who have no thoughts and can only be manipulated.

Yue Bian's complexion was also not good-looking, these will-o'-the-wisps couldn't be swept away with sword energy.

If they forced their way, the spirit veins would be corroded by ghost energy the moment they crossed the will-o'-the-wisp. Even if they survived by chance, they would still be seriously injured and would affect their future practice.

The four people on the opposite side had already taken advantage of this moment to exit the circle of fire.

Eldest brother looked at the three people trapped in the will-o'-the-wisp in his spare time: "I told you a long time ago, don't toast or eat fine wine."

The woman in the blue dress also had a smug look on her face: "That's right, it would be nice to be obedient earlier, so as not to die so painfully."

She looked at the three people surrounded by will-o'-the-wisps with hatred, her eyes full of malice.

Especially when her eyes fell on Chu Jinsui, the maliciousness was even more serious: "It doesn't matter how beautiful and talented you are, why don't you have to die at our hands today."

The woman in the blue skirt smiled happily: "You deserve it for stealing my red crystal flower!"

Burned to death by will-o'-the-wisps, there will not be a strong burning and stinging pain, but it is like boiling a frog in warm water.

The ghost energy will invade the limbs and bones of a person, and the damage to the spiritual veins is almost irreversible.

People who are haunted by will-o'-the-wisps will watch themselves being manipulated little by little, and their consciousness gradually becomes numb, and the last remaining consciousness may know that they have become a part of the wronged soul.

Just like the figures I saw in the will-o'-the-wisp just now.

This is a very torturous process, and there is no end to this process.

The eldest brother raised his hand and poured all his spiritual power into the will-o'-the-wisp.

The surrounding flames became even higher, already blocking the sight of both sides, almost covering the top of their heads.

Those distorted figures also became clearer in the flames.

Malice, hatred, coldness, resentment...

Lou Bianyue said quietly: "There are only two ways to get out from here."

"One is to completely crush the opponent's four people with cultivation base, so that the will-o'-the-wisp summoned by the opponent will not cause damage. It is difficult for an external force like the will-o'-the-wisp to kill people."

Chu Jinsui pursed his lips. The possibility of this method is not high, and the cultivation bases of the two parties are similar.

"Another way is to kill all four people outside." When he said this, his tone was filled with killing intent and bone-chilling chill.

Fang Qingya even felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped again, and couldn't help but hugged the shivering self tightly, he was about to be frozen into a lump of ice.

"As long as the manipulator of the will-o'-the-wisp dies, the siege will be broken by itself."

Chu Jinsui looked at him: "If you want to kill them, you have to get out of here first."

Fang Qingya asked tremblingly: "We can't go out, so can we dig a hole?"

He pointed to the ground: "Can we dig it out?"

Chu Jinsui has every reason to suspect that his head has also been frozen: "No, look."

As soon as she raised her hand, the blade of the sword cut a long hole in the ground, and the will-o'-the-wisp slipped in.

"By the way!" She suddenly thought, "Ghost Xiu has always been the most difficult to deal with Buddha Xiu."

She took out the relic she brought out from the small world: "The relic has always been a Buddhist treasure, and must have a strong deterrent effect on ghost spirits!"

Sure enough, the will-o'-the-wisps that were still approaching stopped spreading the moment she took out the relic, and the jumping flames stopped in place, unable to move forward.

As for the four people outside the fire circle, even if they concentrated all their spiritual energy to nourish the will-o'-the-wisps, they couldn't continue to activate the will-o'-the-wisps.

The woman in the blue skirt was full of anxiety: "Brother, what are you doing! Burn them all to death!"

Eldest brother frowned, cold sweat was about to flow down: "No, there is no way to push it any further, there seems to be something inside... that scares the will-o'-the-wisp."

The woman in the blue skirt was full of displeasure: "How is it possible! Is there anything that can..."

Before she finished speaking, a golden light shot up into the sky, and the will-o'-the-wisps around seemed to be blown away by the hurricane, crumbling.

(End of this chapter)