After the two corpses in front of him disappeared, Zhao Zhengxun stumbled back a few steps, held onto the wall, and then managed to steady himself.

"The mental control seems to have been lifted." At the same time, everyone in the ruined temple suddenly felt that their minds and bodies had become much more relaxed, and the previous dizziness and vomiting sensations also disappeared.

Ling Yun did not stop for this. After walking out of the ruined temple, he immediately asked Park Minjun if he could sense the location of the cursed spirit. He glanced at the time and saw that there were only the last twenty minutes left before eight o'clock.

After realizing the problem, Park Minjun summoned five shadow owls in one breath and searched for traces of the cursed spirit in a large area in the mountains.

"Be careful with that mental player, he won't give up." Su Li reminded.

Shen Tinglan and Tang Yao needed someone to take care of them. After negotiation, Su Li finally volunteered to stay and take care of his teammates, while the others continued to track the curse spirit.

After locking the location of the cursed spirit, everyone rushed to that place non-stop, and finally found it around 7:55.

"I saw it, over there..." Zhao Sicheng turned on the flashlight and pointed breathlessly not far away. In a forest somewhere in the darkness, there was a strange red light.

Following the direction of his finger, everyone stepped forward cautiously, and then they discovered that Li Ying's body was lying intact in a nest made of rattan. Under the body were blooming dreamy flowers. , the beauty is beyond compare.

The next second that Zhao Sicheng made a sound, a demonic wind blew up in the forest. In the depths of the mist less than two meters away from everyone, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly lit up. Along with the sound of rustling and crawling, the ground also shook.

The fog gradually dissipated, and what appeared in front of everyone this time was a ghost dragon that was nearly ten meters in size and exuded a violent aura. Compared with the last time I saw it, this time, the speed of the transformation of the cursed spirit was once again accelerated. Already.

At this moment, its gaze was firmly locked on everyone. The moment it met that gaze, Ling Yun felt his whole body sink, as if there was an invisible mountain pressing on him, making him breathless and unable to move at all. .

The ghost dragon stepped forward step by step, opening its bloody mouth and revealing its sharp fangs.

"Now... let's sit down and discuss it with it. Do you think it's okay?" Zhao Sicheng asked his companions with a smile on his face.

"Do you think it can reason with you?" Lin Yuanqi mentally greeted all the ancestors of District 6, thinking that it would be a big deal to risk his life and fight the curse spirit.

"Actually, there is no solution." At this moment, Ling Yun suddenly broke the silence and looked at Zhao Zhengxun aside.

Although he also thought of this method, Ling Yun selfishly thought it was too cruel. In fact, not only him, Shen Tinglan and Su Li understood each other's intentions as early as after meeting the fifth district. Because of this, Only then could Su Li rest assured and stay in the ruined temple to take care of his teammates.

A fire suddenly lit up at the foot of the mountain, and that direction was exactly where Guxun Village was. Attracted by this movement, the ghost dragon also stopped.

"What did you do?" Zhao Sicheng asked Zhao Zhengxun.

The latter looked calm and said calmly: "It's nothing, I just asked my three men to slaughter this village."

Even if the ghost dragon takes action to destroy the world and destroy all living beings within ten miles, the cost of doing so is extremely tragic.

"You originally hated this village. You were resurrected through Zhou Guang's body, but you just wanted to kill everyone for revenge. In this case, we will do it for you. In this way, you will be avenged, and at the same time you will be able to

We are free from heaven's punishment. Now, how about you just let us live?" Zhao Zhengxun said.

Han Xianzhen closed her eyes tightly, and a virtual mirror suddenly appeared in front of her. What was shown in the mirror was the massacre currently taking place in Guxun Village.

Liu Xiuna held two swords and was covered in blood, like a Rakshasa in purgatory, fighting tirelessly.

Jiang Taiyu activated his madness ability and completely transformed into a violent behemoth. At this moment, his mind had already lost his rationality, and he only wanted to satisfy his desire to kill. For him, the most wonderful feeling in the world is to be able to use his own power to kill.

His hands wipe out everything.

Blood-red hands and sharp blades tore apart the frightened faces; on the other side, Liu Chengyou stood at the entrance of the village, waving his arms leisurely. Silver butterflies flew past the firelight, swaying the crystal powder on their wings.

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Wherever the butterfly swarm passed by, the villagers fell to the ground in pain, their skin ulcerated, blood oozing from their mouths and noses, and their expressions were extremely ferocious.

The wind was filled with the sound of blades clashing, and countless pitiful cries sounded like thunder in my ears.

The blood-red smell spread over the noisy ruins, and the strong smell made people almost suffocated. The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the ground under the feet of Liu Xiuna and the others had already been dyed dark red.

Not to mention Ling Yun, even Zhao Sicheng and Ren Yao on the side couldn't stand it anymore. Using supernatural powers to kill plot characters who had no ability to resist, what is the difference between the existence of Liu Xiuna and others and evil ghosts?

Although Zhao Zhengxun's approach is cruel, Ling Yun and others know in their hearts that this is their only way to survive now. Everyone who has lost the chance of resurrection can no longer take any risks; if the village is not massacred with violent means, let Gui Jiao see it with his own eyes.

Such a scene would probably be difficult to calm down the resentment in its heart.

The ghost dragon stared at the people in front of it. Its strange and huge eyes were like two red lanterns hanging high in the darkness. It slowly leaned down, less than half a meter away from the people. The curse spirit exhaled a turbid breath.

The air was mixed with a gust of fishy wind, and it came in front of everyone, as if looking at them carefully.

Looking at that huge head up close, it's impossible not to be shocked.

Zhao Sicheng silently clenched his fists and held his breath as he stared at the ghost dragon in front of him. Even though they had been given powers by space and had various functional props in their hands, when facing the super-level curse spirit, everyone

Only then did I realize how insignificant I was.

"What you do is what I want. If my wish comes true, then it will be your wish."

A low, deep and hoarse voice came from the throat of the ghost dragon. The ghost dragon raised its head, and a loud roar resounded throughout the entire mountain forest. The sky and the earth were seen changing color, and the black mist mixed with the cold wind blew the surrounding vegetation all over the sky.

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Purple clouds pressed overhead, ghost dragons soared into the sky, straight into the sky, and black shadows disappeared into the clouds and wandered around.

When the black fog dissipated, the figure of the ghost dragon was no longer there. Li Ying's body in the Mengyou flowers not far away also disappeared with it.

"Is this... the end? What did the curse spirit mean just now?" Zhao Sicheng could hardly believe that the curse spirit just let his group go. Thinking of what the ghost dragon said before disappearing, he originally wanted to ask Ling Yun if

What do you think, but now, we have to find the mental player hiding in the dark first.

Just as Zhao Sicheng was thinking this, the next second, the nausea and discomfort from before came back again, and this time it was fierce, and he also felt severe pain in his internal organs.

"Why are you here again..."

Lin Yuanqi knelt on one knee, supporting the ground with both hands, feeling cold on his back; Ling Yun and others also fell to the ground one after another, as if all their strength had been drained. After experiencing the previous battle, everyone's physical fitness

It was already severely overdrawn, and now it was hit hard again, and even Zhao Zhengxun couldn't hold on.
Chapter completed!