"Okay, you take this."
Ye Shaoyang took out a big coin and handed it to Sibao, this coin has been sacrificed by himself, as long as it does not exceed the range of five hundred meters, no matter where it is, he can sense its existence with his qi.
The two split up and flew in different directions.
Ye Shaoyang didn't fly far, and the air around him was already viscous to the extent of water flow: people flying and doing things in the air were as if they were in the water, and their movements were several times slower, while the ghosts and illusions around him were more and more, lingering like flies, and only when they were affected by the viscosity of corpse qi, these guys did not slow down, but seemed to be faster.
Ye Shaoyang had no choice but to stop and deal with these black shadows with all his might.
Due to the slowing down of his movements, he had no mana, but because of the slower speed of his shots, the distance between him and these black shadows was gradually pulled in, and the scene became more and more dangerous.
Multiply......
Ye Shaoyang drew a qi refining talisman with cinnabar, and in the process of burning, the viscous corpse qi around him surged wildly, and was burned and melted away by the talisman fire, and he suddenly felt a little lighter, Ye Shaoyang took advantage of the situation to disperse the surrounding black shadows to ten meters away, and finally took a breath.
However, the spiritual power of the spirit rune is limited, and when it burns out, the surrounding corpse qi is squeezed over, and the air becomes viscous again, Ye Shaoyang can only repeat the old trick to find time to breathe, but the corpse qi is becoming more and more viscous, and the situation becomes precarious.
If you're so embarrassed on your side, Sibao's side will definitely not be much better.
Ye Shaoyang suddenly thought of this, and used Gang Qi to draw a seal on the palm of his hand, connecting the big coin of the casting mother that he handed over to the four treasures, and sensed the direction, but ......
But there was no feedback.
Ye Shaoyang's heart suddenly tightened.
It is said that when the mother of the casting mother is activated, it will emit a bright light, and the four treasures are not blind, seeing the bright light, they know that they are looking for him, and according to normal logic, they will definitely use Gang Qi to activate the copper coin and give themselves feedback.
But now......
There was no feedback.
Then there is only one possibility: the four treasures can't take care of this anymore!
Ye Shaoyang did not hesitate, immediately turned around, opened the way in front with the soul hook rope, and flew in the direction he sensed.
Walking through the viscous corpse qi and dealing with those ghosts, Ye Shaoyang took a lot of effort to slowly approach, and saw the light emitted by the big money of the casting mother from a distance.
Can you vaguely see the figure of Sibao sitting cross-legged on the ground motionless, meditating and spitting?
But the strange thing is that the phantom ghosts around him no longer attack him, but ignore his existence, directly bypass him, and fly towards him.
With a whip down, smashing the last wave of ghosts in front of him, Ye Shaoyang rushed to the front of Sibao, and after a closer look, his heart suddenly trembled: Sibao was wet, wrapped in a stream of green slime, and looked like a silkworm chrysalis, sitting still.
"Monk!!"
Ye Shaoyang screamed out loud, rushed over quickly, and squatted in front of Sibao, only to see him holding a golden bowl in his arms, emitting particle-like soft Buddha light, the light came out of the bowl, but it became smaller and smaller, and finally converged into a point the size of a soybean grain, which just penetrated into the center of his eyebrows.
There was no mucus all over his body, and only this little bit of mucus was missing, but he could clearly see that the mucus around him seemed to be alive, and it was constantly spreading to the center of his eyebrows, and when he reached the vicinity of the Buddha Light, it immediately melted, but it soon condensed again, and continued to launch an offensive against the Buddha Light.
Ye Shaoyang knew at a glance that this Buddha light was the spell cast by the Four Treasures in order to protect his Yuan Shen, and it could be regarded as the last resort.
Where does this slime come from?
Why didn't the Four Treasures, who were in a predicament, ask for help from themselves and were forced into such a desperate situation?
didn't have time to think too much, Ye Shaoyang stretched out his hand and wiped it on Sibao's face, and found that these mucus were like resin, sticky and sticky to Sibao's skin, and couldn't be erased at all.
Sure enough, when the slime met the talisman fire, it immediately melted and ran down his face like water.
Sibao's face was pale, and his eyes were swollen.
Looking closely through the Fu Huo, it was not red and swollen, but his earlobes on both sides, I don't know why they looked as long as Maitreya Buddha's, covering his eyes.
Ye Shaoyang didn't know much about Buddhist spells, but he also guessed that it was some kind of spell used for self-protection, so he forcefully broke off his two earlobes and called him by name.
Sibao did not react.
Ye Shaoyang made a seal with one hand, and patted it his seal hall, Sibao opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that it was Ye Shaoyang, and wanted to say something, his eyes suddenly crossed his shoulder, looked behind him, and shouted: "Goat, run!"
” Run?
Ye Shaoyang turned his head suddenly, a black thing happened to hit him head-on, Ye Shaoyang reacted very quickly, rolled on the spot, hooked Sibao with his foot, and wanted to knock him down, lest he be injured by mistake, and he took advantage of the momentum of this roll, dodged the attack, and just sat up, suddenly there was a black shadow in front of him, so fast?
Even though he was prepared, he was still caught off guard, and in a hurry, Ye Shaoyang made a seal with his left hand and slapped his backhand at the black shadow, and the result was ......
Hit by a terrifying force, the person flew out directly, rolled on the ground twice before unloading his strength, and turned around to see that the black shadow had come behind Sibao- Because of the diffuse corpse qi covering, I couldn't see the appearance of this black shadow at all, I only felt that I was very short, standing about the same height as Sibao sitting, but the two eyes were red and green, the head was constantly shaking gently, and the mouth made a strange sound of "babbling", as if laughing, the voice was shrill and thin, a bit like a baby.
The thing stood behind Sibao, one hand caressed Sibao's head, and let out a strange long howl from his mouth, his head shook vigorously, and the black shadows that were originally ubiquitous in this fog all flew towards this thing, converging in its body.
A thick evil aura spread out from his body, like a flame, Ye Shaoyang was some distance away from it, and he still felt a strong scorching heat......
The feeling in his hand was a little wrong, Ye Shaoyang spread out his left hand and looked at it, and he was stunned all of a sudden: A big cut was made in the palm of his hand, which was the scar caused by the hard top of the dwarf winter melon before, but what surprised Ye Shaoyang was not this, but ......
What flowed out of the wound was actually black blood, and when I got up and smelled it, there was a fishy demonic smell.
Got poisoned by yourself?
This dwarf winter melon on the other side is a demon?
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Ye Shaoyang looked at his palm blankly, unable to believe it......
Ordinary people are attacked by evil objects, and poisoning is inevitable, the problem is ......
I am an innate spirit, what is there in the world that can poison myself?