infinite dream system

Chapter 155 Nether Array

Lin Binger coughed lightly, stopping her movement.You Chan stopped in her tracks, but her eyes were still staring at Fang Hui bitterly.

Lin Bing'er gritted her teeth, and gave an order coldly: "If that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude. Set up the formation! Quick battle!!"

As soon as they heard about the formation, the people on Lin Binger's side immediately took action.Seven men in black stepped forward and quickly took a position, and in the corner of the formation, You Chan also stood solemnly.

After the eight people stabilized their positions, they began to move slowly.With their weird waving of their hands, the surrounding scene changed a little, and puffs of black air slowly rose from the ground.

The black air gradually condensed into a group, hovering over the heads of the eight of them.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and layers of dark clouds came out of nowhere, tumbling and covering the entire sky with darkness, a depressive and desperate atmosphere flowed around everyone.

Fang Hui suddenly felt a sense of world-weariness, shaking his head in pain, feeling the helplessness and despair in this world... Finally, he pulled out his transparent flying sword, and stabbed fiercely at his heart...

Snapped!
Ye Sheng, who was standing beside him, tapped Fang Hui's head nervously, waking him up from his nightmare.

Fang Hui broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly thanked Ye Sheng.

"Be careful!" Ye Sheng shouted lightly, protecting his body with golden Buddha light and blood god battle armor.

At the same time, Fang Yi said in a trembling voice from shock: "This... this is the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Nether Formation! Damn it, how many people have been harmed by these old ghosts, this formation requires at least tens of thousands of ghosts soul..."

Before the words were finished, gusts of sinister wind had already blown from all directions, whizzing and circling around the top of the formation, turning into several vortices, pouring in from the tops of the eight people in the formation.

The faces of the eight people in the formation were as white as paper, and all the energy in their bodies seemed to be blown away by the wind.

This dark wind came out from the bottom of the eight people's feet again, mixed with black air, and gradually condensed in the middle of the formation.More and more black air, slowly rotating, began to condense into a crystal.

The eight people in the formation suddenly used a strange voice and said in unison: "The soul of the ancients, the soul of death in vain, respect my will, come here together, nine days and ten places, only I am not benevolent!"

Suddenly, the heaven and earth resonated with the formation, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be pulled by a strong force, spinning layer by layer, being attracted by the crystals in the formation.

I could only hear screams, angry screams, and babies crying from within the layers of dark clouds...

It turned out that the dark cloud was actually composed of the souls of unjust ghosts, and tens of thousands of souls flowed into the crystals in the array following the eight people's call.

A demonic red light suddenly appeared from that crystal, soaring into the sky, slowly condensing into a bloody red curtain in the air...

"The red curtain must not be fully formed! Otherwise, all living things within a radius of a hundred miles will be killed!" Fang Yi shouted excitedly, "As long as any one of the eight people is killed, the formation will be broken. Hurry up..."

"Should die!" Fang Hui hurriedly rubbed his hands, summoned an unusually thick flame, and rushed towards Hei Liu.

Lin Binger originally had eight assistants of men in black, from Heiyi to Heiba, among which Heiyi was the boss and Heiba ​​was the younger brother.In the previous battle in China, Hei Ba was seriously injured by Ye Sheng, and Hei Wu was burned to ashes by the golden lotus flame.

At this moment, as if Hei Liu didn't see the flame, he stared straight into the distance with strange eyes.Just when the flame was about to hit Hei Liu, a cloud of gray mist suddenly appeared in the formation.

The gray mist rushed out and bumped into the flame. With a "boom", the flame and the gray mist disappeared.

Before Fang Hui could react, a gray mist the size of flames emerged from the formation again, flying straight towards Fang Hui.

The speed of the gray mist was extremely fast, and it flew in front of Fang Hui in an instant.Fang Hui was about to disperse it with real fire, when suddenly a gray baby's face appeared in front of the gray mist, smiling evilly at Fang Hui.

Fang Hui was stunned for a moment, and the gray mist took the opportunity to hit Fang Hui's chest.

Fang Hui was hit by the gray mist, made a dull sound, was beaten back a few steps, his face was pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

A strange coldness penetrated into his meridians, screaming and walking around, crazily devouring his true energy.

Fang Hui only felt a tingling pain all over his body, and the cold power had already flowed down to his dantian.

His face became tense for a while, he suddenly clenched his fists, raised his head in pain and screamed, a burst of fire suddenly burst out from the top of his head and the soles of his feet.

"Marrow fire!"

This marrow fire burns the real fire in the bones and meridians of the human body. Even if the ghost is burned to death, Fang Hui will suffer serious injuries.

After the ghost in Fang Hui's body let out a shrill scream, it was finally completely burned by the marrow fire.

Fang Hui stood on the ground with one hand, half kneeling on the ground, gasping angrily, black blood was faintly flowing from his ears and the corners of his mouth.

Fang Hui stared at the Nether Formation that was gradually forming in front of him, and the skin all over his body became more and more red.

Ye Sheng kept observing the nether formation, and when Fang Hui sent out marrow fire to burn off the ghosts in his body, he found that You Chan in the formation turned paler.

He suddenly realized that this You Chan was taking the place of the black fifth, and her skills were weak in the first place, so she must be the weakest link in this battle.

As soon as Ye Sheng figured it out, he immediately shouted: "Hurry up and attack that girl!!"

Fang Yi is also able to understand a single point, with a flash of figure, he rushed towards You Chan like lightning.

You Chan, who was in the formation, was still staring forward with dull eyes...

Fang Yi bullied You Chan and raised his right hand towards her, a light flashed in his palm.

"Thunder in the palm!" Lin Bing'er scolded, and suddenly flew up, blocking You Chan's face.

At this moment, a ball of silver-white light burst out from Fang Yi's hand, and suddenly hit Lin Bing'er's body.

Lin Binger received this blow, but acted as if nothing had happened, without frowning.She sneered, raised her tender green sword, and pointed at Fang Yi: "Why bother to bully a junior, why don't we do a few tricks."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slowly, looked at the sword in Lin Binger's hand, and said numbly: "This is like a fairy treasure."

Lin Binger looked at the green sword in her hand with a slight smile, and said in a teasing tone: "We ghosts, can't we have some decent treasures?"

Lin Bing'er swung her sword, and a series of air waves rippled like water ripples: "This is a fairy weapon from ancient times. The name of the sword is 'Qushui'. Please help me, little brother."

Fang Yi took a long breath, slowly took out a pure black small ax from his bosom, carefully grasped the handle of the axe, and looked at the axe with reverent eyes.

This small ax is only a ruler long. Although it is pure black, the material is not like metal, but like a black crystal.On the axe, a light blue aura pervades throughout, enveloping the axe like a fairy air.

On the surface of the axe, there is also a crescent moon engraved, shining golden light and lifelike.

Fang Yi proudly said: "The magic ax 'cutting laurel' is no worse than yours."

Lin Binger's eyes widened suddenly: "Is this 'Fai Gui', one of the top ten treasures of your Kunlun School?"

Fang Yi snorted and nodded: "The head of the sect asked me to bring out the magic axe, so I think highly of you. You might as well just catch it with your hands, so that the magic axe won't hurt your body, which you've worked so hard to refine into reality."

Lin Binger stared at the divine axe, and after a while, her face gradually calmed down, and said calmly: "Even if you have Fagui, you may not be my opponent with Qushuijian..."

Fang Yi shook the ax in his hand disdainfully: "Even if you are a thousand-year-old ghost, under the 'cutting laurel', it is difficult for any ghost to escape."

Lin Binger tightened the Qushui sword in her hand, and suddenly her face showed a burst of light, and she said proudly: "Then come! Kunlun children!"

On the other side of the battlefield, the Nether Formation has entered the most critical moment.

Waves of turbulent red light shot up into the sky crazily, and the red curtain became thicker and thicker like blood, oppressing the entire world.

Looking at the heavy red curtain in the sky, Ye Sheng's face became more and more serious. He manipulated the Seven-Color Star Dragon Sword, and an extreme coldness emanated from the sword, causing the temperature around him to drop to freezing point.

Ye Sheng tossed the Seven-Colored Star-Dragon Sword high, pinched a spell with his right hand, pointed forward, and shouted: "Sick!"

The Seven-Color Star Dragon Sword immediately flew towards the eight people in the formation like a swimming dragon.

The eight people in the formation stared at the front with strange expressions from beginning to end, as if their souls had been taken away by the nether formation, and did not respond to Ye Sheng's movements at all.

As soon as Ye Sheng's Seven-Color Star Dragon Sword approached the nether formation, two clusters of gray mist shot out from the formation, one left and one right towards the Seven-Color Star Dragon Sword.

Ye Sheng snorted coldly and pointed with his right hand.

I saw a white light suddenly flashed on the seven-color star-dragon sword, causing the two groups of gray mist to stop abruptly under the white light, and suddenly fell down like a stone and fell to the ground, breaking apart like ice cubes.

After the Seven-Colored Star Dragon Sword shot down the gray mist, it flew to the sky above the Nether Formation as swiftly as lightning, and plunged straight into the surging red light.

The red light soared up, forming a red passage between the sky and the Nether Array, and it was in this passage that the colorful star dragon sword stopped.

Ye Sheng raised two fingers of his left hand and pressed them on his forehead.In an instant, the colorful star dragon sword turned faster and faster. In the end, only the cold light of the colorful star dragon sword's sword energy could be seen in the red light, but the sword body could not be seen.

The cold light of the Seven-Colored Star Dragon Sword turned into a circular disc in rapid rotation, and the star-like light shone out again, condensing the cold disc into a cold crystal.

The colorful star dragon sword continued to rotate, and the icy crystals around it were getting bigger and bigger. This crystal disc desperately devoured the air and the water mist on the water surface, and gathered the water vapor together to make its own ice cube even bigger. , thicker.

Finally, under the magical power of the Seven-Colored Star Dragon Sword, a cold crystal icicle quickly formed. This icicle was strangely suspended in the air, blocking the middle of the Nether Array and the sky, completely blocking the evil red light.

The red curtain in the sky froze suddenly, without the support of the red light in the formation, the spell that tried to cover the common people could not be an enemy of the aura of heaven and earth.

Soon, under the gusts of vitality blowing, the color of the middle part of the red curtain gradually faded, and a hole would obviously be torn open by the spiritual energy of the nearby vegetation and creatures.

Ye Sheng's expression relaxed just now, but a new change appeared with lightning speed.In the Nether Formation, the red light was only blocked for a while before changes occurred in the formation below.

The black crystal in the middle of the Nether Formation suddenly let out a shrill scream, and suddenly countless clusters of gray mist burst out of the black crystal.

The gray mist hovered around the black crystal for a while, and rushed straight up together as if they had received an order.

The icicles suspended in mid-air continued to emit bone-piercing coldness, but these coldness could not stop the madness of the ghosts in the gray mist.Suddenly, the gray mist erupted with different lights, screamed shrilly, and crashed into the icicle.

Although the icicle formed by the Seven-Colored Star Dragon Sword is thick and thick, if countless souls recklessly collide with it, it will also cause great damage to it.

Especially some souls with red light and golden light, when they hit the icicle, the red light soul will immediately turn into a ball of flames, not only burning itself to death, but also melting the icicle a little.

When Jin Guang's soul hit the icicle, it made a collision sound like a knife and an axe, and the ice on the icicle collapsed into a large piece.

There were really too many souls flying out of the black crystals. After a while, the thick icicle was weakened by a large amount, and it was obvious that it could not last any longer.

At this moment, in the Great Nether Formation, more gray mist rushed towards the icicles like a tide.

Seeing this change, Ye Sheng's face suddenly changed, and his body trembled faintly.

"Are you really going to fight it out?" He clenched his left hand fiercely, biting his lower lip with his teeth, and a trace of red blood faintly seeped out of his lips.

Ye Sheng suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, slowly stretched his right hand to the sky, and shouted in a forceful voice: "Xuesha!"

Hearing Ye Sheng's voice, the colorful star dragon sword in the icicle immediately broke through the ice and flew into the sky covered with red curtains.

On the tip of the Seven-Colored Star Dragon Sword, a stream of cold light spewed out again, like a spring, the cold light continuously flowed to the Nether Formation below.

Those cold lights in the air suddenly changed again, they grabbed all the particles in the air, and condensed themselves into pieces of snowflakes again.

It's snowing all over the sky!

The crystal-clear and beautiful snowflakes fluttered over this strange evil formation, looking so holy, accompanied by gusts of cold wind blowing up from the flat ground, they floated toward the ground in a free and easy manner.

The shore of Huangshi Lake became even colder. The coldness from the unjust souls in the ground and the icy coldness from the sky froze the surroundings into a field of ice and snow.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the crystal snow finally fell slowly, encountering thousands of gray fogs that were desperately hitting the icicles.

It's strange to say that those fierce ghosts who turned into gray mist were originally cold in nature, but once they were stained with those snowflakes, they turned into nothingness as if they were scalded.

All of a sudden, countless gray fogs were covered by snowflakes, and the hundreds of millions of snowflakes with astonishing lethality surrounded the rising gray fog layer by layer, killing them to pieces and disappearing in smoke.

(End of this chapter)