The Psychic Girl

"No, don't think that being dark is so great!

If you dare to hurt me, my master and the entire Cangjie Sect will not forgive you! '

After all, Hongying was just a novice who had just come out to fight for her life and had little experience. Unlike her previous aggressiveness, when faced with the blood, she began to rebuke without confidence.

However, when he heard the word Cang Jie, Qing Liu's expression under the mask changed slightly.

"Are you from the Cangjie Sect?"

"What? Haha! Are you scared?"

Noticing Qingliu's hesitation, Hongying thought she had really scared him and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a strong and cold air flow burst out from the main building. The air rustled, and the wind carrying the bloody smell blew towards everyone's cheeks.

"What's going on! Hasn't that thing been sealed yet?!"

Qing Liu immediately sensed that something was wrong with the surrounding aura, and the other people wearing masks also gradually felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts...

"It's coming out! It's coming out!"

Ye Lianxi murmured nervously. The bracelet began to shake uncontrollably.

"What? Who? Who's coming out?"

Gong Yimian on the side looked at Ye Lianxi who seemed a little uneasy. Apart from feeling a sudden chill all over his body, he was still confused about what was happening.

“We have tried our best, but the spiritual weapon that was supposed to seal it has been damaged.

We have to get out of here! It looks like that thing is about to get out!"

A wizard who was still conscious lay on the ground, explaining with a look of fear on his face.

Qing Liu looked deeply at the blurry shadow that appeared behind the door of the main building that was blown open by the wind.

Faced with the things leaving the divine realm, even the battle-hardened members around him lost half their momentum.

Although they were very reluctant, they seemed to have no other choice.

"Fourth Squad, listen up!... Let's retreat!"

After wiping the blood off the blade, Qingliu looked at Hongying with stern eyes.

"Tell Sect Master Ye! An has never intended to conflict with Cang Jie, so stop targeting us! Once the Sect Master succeeds in what he is planning, he will thank us!"

He put away his sword and stepped back, looking around at the gradually changing spiritual field. Following Qing Liu's order, several people wearing black tights and white masks immediately helped up the three wizards who were still breathing.

The team of more than a dozen people moved in an orderly manner and evacuated Shenyu quickly.

"Hey! Don't die! Wake up!"

Seeing that Qing Liu and the others had already taken Xu Yan's father away, and looking at Xu Yan who was still lying in a pool of blood, injured and unconscious, Hong Ying had been trying to output spiritual power to stop his bleeding wound. But she was still a novice spiritualist, and after just treating him for a while, she was already sweating profusely.

"Hey... Go! Get out of here!

The spiritual weapon that seals the evil spirit can no longer stop it. I am a wizard and I know how terrible this thing is. Soon all the living creatures nearby will be devoured by it!"

Although Xu Yan's breathing became weak after his bleeding was temporarily stopped, he no longer stuttered when he spoke.

"Stop talking! It's already so late! Are you not stuttering now?!"

Hongying looked at the pale Xu Yan in her arms with a smile on her face. Hongying didn't know what to do, but was glad that his wound was not fatal despite being deep.

At this time, Ye Lianxi and the other person had already run from their hiding place to the front of the main building.

Looking through the open door in front of her, Ye Lianxi was completely stunned.

Although it was blurry due to the black fog, she could still feel it.

The residual breath of the spirit's former existence and the resentment that was swallowed up were entangled with each other.

Blood! Real blood!

The air was so thick that it seemed to be converging the river of blood flowing out of the main building.

This was a killing field that she had never seen before.

On the other side, Gong Yimian rushed over to check on Xu Yan's injuries. Hongying looked up and met his eyes.

Looking at the two people coming out of the wooden house in surprise, she didn't expect that there would be other people here!

"You, who are you?"

Seeing the two people who suddenly appeared, she herself became a little incoherent.

Black mist continued to linger from the main building. This was the spiritual field created by that thing to protect itself, and it was also the source of the chill they felt.

Once the living are buried by this black fog...

"Mianmian! Take them aside! I'll find a way to stop it!"

"I know! Be careful!"

Seeing Ye Lianxi's eyes become unusually determined, Gong Yimian was reminded of the time in Fengdu, and she believed more that as a psychic, she could do it.

But just after saying this, he couldn't help but feel confused.

Eh? Why am I stuttering all of a sudden?

Perhaps in response to her desire to fight, aqua-blue circles of light rippled from her glass bracelet and began to tremble uncontrollably.

With her left hand tightly grasping her still trembling right hand wearing the bracelet, she walked up the stairs of the main building of the temple step by step.

With every step I climbed, alarm bells rang in my ears.

[Things that are not allowed to exist in this world...]

But she had no reason to retreat, even though she had no confidence that she could defeat the evil spirits she had never encountered before.

Ignoring Xu Yan's warnings behind her, she slowly walked into the space filled with black fog in the main building.

Time seemed to stop in an instant, everything became silent, and it was pitch dark all around, so quiet that it made her feel uneasy.

She closed her eyes and slowly adjusted the flow of spiritual power in her body, trying to determine the location with the help of the evil spirit's aura.

She felt her breathing getting heavier. There was an invisible force testing her, and the strong pressure made her feel like she was drowning and suffocating.

Such a powerful force! Is this an evil spirit? !

It is indeed difficult for her now to fight without a guardian spirit.

Calming herself, she could now clearly see its true form through the thick black fog.

The entire main building used for worship no longer looked like what it once was. From a shrunken mass of a main body, hundreds of incompletely developed appendages extended from the surrounding area, densely covering the entire space. They kept seeping out from various tiny gaps in the main building, as fluid as liquid, expanding and changing at will. They were showing countless forms.

The resentment brought by the spirits of the dead still surrounded it, making mournful cries that only she could hear.

As sacrifices for summoning, these spirits have been devoured by the evil spirit and become part of its body.

Ye Lianxi's intuition told her that if she did nothing, her fate would become the same as theirs. And not just her, but everyone here!

The evil spirit that had just been summoned here urgently needed a large amount of spirits to replenish its energy. So it was still busy eating greedily. The incomplete spirit under it was whimpering silently, and the miserable crying made her feel compassion.