On the Mid-Autumn Festival, at 4:50 in the morning, the sky was already white with fish belly.
The so-called fate, no one can think of what will happen in the next second, maybe it is pain, maybe it is happiness. It was as if Qin Ye never thought that if he came here following Li Zhenshu's plea for help, he would meet Hei Yasha's last trump card and... the people from the Special Investigation Department.
The latter is someone he doesn't want to see tonight anyway.
How to do it
For a moment, he hesitated for a while.
"To save Li Zhenshu, you have to stay here, there is a possibility of being seen through. If you don't save..." He gritted his teeth, although he knew that Li Zhenshu would not really die, but... he couldn't pass the threshold of conscience.
Po Meng once said that he is a person with a bottom line, but now, he feels that he has a bottom line too.
It is obvious that the other party will not really die, but the other party has rescued him once, and now he is fully capable of rescuing the other party. If he doesn't do it himself, I am afraid that in the future, when he returns to his dreams at midnight, he will question his heart again and again.
He hated the feeling.
"Don't open your mouth... As long as I don't open my mouth, no one will recognize who I am... Use the fastest speed to get rid of Hei Yasha, take Li Zhenshu and leave immediately. The big deal is to resign tomorrow... "
His thoughts turned, and he finally made up his mind. He lifted his hand lightly, and a long spear covered with ghost fire whistled into his hand. Every step of the way, there are countless ghosts crying into the sky. The spear dragged out brilliant sparks on the ground and slowly walked towards the opposite cloud.
"Who are you?" Amidst the dark clouds, the female voice was extremely vigilant: "There is no one I don't know about all the high-level sinisters in China, but I have never seen you."
I can't answer... Qin Ye gritted his teeth and walked over, his speed getting faster and faster. It started as a stroll, and after half a second it turned into a race walk. After another half a second, the spear was pulled out of the ground in a bow shape! The dust is flying in the rear, and the ghosts are in the sky!
He suddenly felt a little emotional, in the past, when he encountered such an opponent, I am afraid that he would have gone to nowhere. Now... I can walk here with a gun.
Has it changed
Maybe... Or maybe, heroes make the times, and facts also make heroes.
In the silence, his figure jumped up, and the endless Yin Qi entangled in the air, causing his entire figure to begin to blur, and he could only see a reluctant human figure and two golden ghost fires like stars in his eyes. Immediately afterwards, the spear was like a dragon, and even the sky began to hum!
brush! A fiery red shadow shot down.
quick.
too fast.
This is the power that belongs to the mansion, the true strength of the Asura Daoist, and it often exceeds the speed of sound, and a violent sonic boom resounds in the air. Even Zhou Xianlong and Mo Changhao next to him couldn't see where the spear shadow was at all, but at the moment when the shadow of the spear was shrouded, a tidal wave of white hair shot out, and with the sound of the rain hitting the pipa, the spear tip couldn't even make an inch!
At the moment of contact, his figure turned in mid-air, and in the next second, the yin qi exploded instantly, scattered in all directions, and submerged into the ground.
The overcast wind roared suddenly, and the shadows of the surrounding trees and mountains rushed towards the cloud like a tsunami, as if the cloud was a magnet, attracting all the iron around it.
The sand... sounded silently and softly, like the death knell of hell. Within a kilometer with the cloud as the center, it was instantly engulfed by shadows and turned into absolute darkness. Immediately afterwards, the darkness twisted wildly, spinning into a ten-meter-wide black vortex.
"Ah..." "Oh... It's so painful..." "I don't want to die..." "Save me... Help me!!" A shrill cry burst out from the whirlpool, and every second there are hundreds of thousands The illusory face emerged from the vortex, and was swallowed by other heads, turned into a ghost fire, and desperately turned towards the center.
Both sides have reasons for not delaying, and no one has explained it. Only their own hands can explain it.
The next second, a bright light split the vortex in two, the terrifying Yin Qi vortex seemed to pause, and the next second split into two halves with a screaming sky!
Yin wind, ghost fire and sea tide poured out in all directions, showing Qin Ye's almost virtual figure. The long spear in his hand has turned into a sickle with an extremely strange shape. Wait with him. There were fluttering soul-calling flags, and even... a string of human bone chains were hung. The tangled and blurred body, the corners of the clothes, and the robes were already steaming like steam, and turned into countless black robins, screaming and hovering around him.
Almost at the same time, the world was suddenly dark.
Pure darkness. No warning.
It was like trudging through a stormy ocean, like walking on a rice field in the dark night of thunderstorms. The overcast wind was like reality. In the absolute darkness, behind Qin Ye, a huge eye suddenly opened.
The eyes are vertical pupils, and in the pupils is a woman in a black kimono standing upside down. Behind her, countless red other shore flowers bloomed.
"Zi!!!" As she screamed, her eyes seemed to bulge out of the darkness, bloodshot in the blink of an eye, and a slit suddenly opened in the center of the vertical pupil, as if a woman in a kimono had split through it. Inside... is a huge mouth!
Immediately afterwards, the eyes disappeared. The whole darkness... opened countless blood-red eyes!
Like the deepest nightmare, at a glance, it is enough to be remembered for a lifetime.
Night Galaxy!
Thousands of robins rushed down screaming like a torrential rain!
Zhou Xianlong and Mo Changhao gasped, Mo Changhao clasped his hands together, and a blood-red talisman flew out, instantly turning into a white armor barrier. Just formed, it is an endless storm. Visible to the naked eye, the True Qi above the barrier subsided crazily, turning into white smoke.
"Withstand... Withstand!!" Zhou Xianlong gritted his teeth and said that everyone's true qi was poured into the armor barrier at no cost. Ding! A dazzling crack appeared on it, and then... The sound of ding ding ding was like a big pearl falling on a jade plate, and countless spider web patterns appeared on the illusory barrier!
boom! ! But in just ten seconds, the barrier shattered. With the screams, all the investigators were blown away, and behind... was the endless torrential rain that was chasing the soul!
At this moment, the dark night suddenly disappeared, and the moonlight was boundless again. Qin Ye did not know when he had appeared behind his eyeballs, and the sickle completely pierced into it.
However, it doesn't seem to work at all.
Blue veins burst out while holding the sickle in his hand. However, he couldn't cut it in half at all. He was almost face to face with the pupil of the giant eye. The other party suddenly said, "None of us can do anything to anyone."
"It's the moment of meeting the devil, let Hei Yasha leave! I promise, he will never step into China in this life! In addition, we have a big gift at the end of the year!"
Her voice was very fast, she knew very well, God descended... It couldn't be too long.
Qin Ye smiled.
The sickle pierced even more.
"Your death... is the best guarantee." He said almost between his teeth.
Card! The faceless woman in the pupils pinched the blade of the scythe, her face twisted a little: "Aren't you worried about the moment of the devil? It's impossible for us to know the outcome within a few hours! You just have to Dark Yaksha died?!"
"Impossible..." Qin Ye gritted his teeth and smiled, the veins on his forehead burst out, and all his strength was concentrated on the sickle: "It's not enough for the common people to be angry..."
At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his arms, and a beam of brilliance broke through his Yin Qi and turned into a scale in front of him.
The scales of listening.
At this moment, the rooster crows from nowhere, and the sun shines a misty light from the back of the mountain on time.
Five o'clock exactly, the moment of the devil.
The swaying stars began to hide behind the clouds, the earth began to slowly drape over the golden glow, and the voice of listening suddenly sounded in his mind: "It's five o'clock."
It's five o'clock
Qin Ye frowned inexplicably.
What does it mean
Before he could speak, suddenly, the Yin Qi in the entire Wuyang City fluctuated like a sea tide.
One after another, the whole city seemed to be shrouded in black fog, like a black dragon shuttled between the cities. And at this moment, the lights carried by the Yin spirits were extinguished little by little.
At this moment, if his eyes crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, he saw a huge gate of hell. And this door is slowly closing. Outside the gate... Countless Yin spirits stared at him, burning desire and fear in the ghost fire, but none of the Yin spirits dared to rush up.
"This is..." An extremely bad premonition rushed into his heart, and before he could speak, the voice of listening resounded again: "Three ghost festivals, the gate of the gate of the ghost gate can only be closed by you or the Yin spirit of your authorization talisman. But now you don't have the ability to make talismans at all. So... you have to come back in person."
Qin Ye breathed out silently, took a deep look at the monster in front of him, and said hoarsely, "What if it wasn't closed?"
"These yin spirits who have been in contact with the highest level of yin energy in the underworld will stay in the yang world. They will slowly give birth to spiritual wisdom, all of them, not individual ones." He listened for a while: "Now the whole of Wuyang comes from the surrounding provinces. There are at least 300,000 to 400,000 Yin spirits. In history, there have been incidents where the gate of hell was not closed tightly, and in just half a year, that city turned into a ghost on earth."
"This is your responsibility. Hell's responsibility. You have to close it before six o'clock, and the entire closing process of the gate of hell takes thirty minutes."
Qin Ye took a deep breath and looked at the strange eyes with murderous intent. The faceless girl followed his gaze and said in a low voice, "Leave it to me Li Zhenshu and Hei Yasha, and I'll leave immediately! I won't delay you in closing the gates of hell!"
She said hurriedly: "In addition. At the end of this year, Japan has 50 million tons of Yin Lingshi. In addition, the Kusanagi sword, the eight-foot mirror, and the highest-grade counterfeit Qionggou jade. Including most of the Yin amulets on them."
"Otherwise... you can't make it through!"
Qin Ye gritted his teeth hard, not willing... How could He be willing to let Hei Yasha go away at this moment? A crow tengu can't suppress the six realms, only their combined Susa-Douji can do it. And... You want to leave after disturbing the Wuyang Mid-Yuan Festival? How can something so cheap
"I said no?"
"Even if you're a messenger from China... don't underestimate the mythical creation!" The faceless woman also gritted her teeth, and the hand holding the sickle trembled. Yaksha's only chance!
"You know very well about the fight just now. You can't kill me by yourself!"