20demayo Chapter 3238 Lesser Fullness (Did they run away?)
Chapter 3238 Lesser Fullness (Did they run away?)
"Oh no!" Ning Shuang's expression changed drastically.
"This is...this is the Ten Directions Ghost Messenger of the Ghost Clan?"
"No way, right?"
"Isn't this just a legend?"
At this moment, Yang Rui also stood up anxiously: "Junior Sister, what is this thing?"
Ning Shuang: "Fourth Senior Brother, this belongs to the Ghostly Clan, it is a treasure of the clan."
"Ten Directions Ghost Messengers!"
"Very, very impressive!"
Almost the instant she finished speaking, the ten black figures stood a thousand feet in front of the three golden crows, arranged in ten directions, and sat cross-legged in the void.
They formed hand seals and chanted incantations.
"Om-"
A deep, muffled hum resounded throughout the world.
A black magic circle appeared out of thin air!
Above the magic array, countless black chains as thick as an arm appeared out of thin air, like living venomous snakes, weaving into an impenetrable net.
On the chains, grotesque, distorted faces appeared and disappeared, emitting silent wails, and a chilling aura capable of freezing the soul instantly enveloped the entire area.
Ten Directions Ghost Binding Annihilation Formation!
The three-headed golden crow let out a mournful cry. Its massive body was tightly bound by countless black chains, making it unable to move for a moment, and it plummeted from the sky!
Hu Xiaoman immediately withdrew his consciousness, steadied himself, his face was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the Ten Directions Ghost Messengers who had surrounded them.
A powerful ghostly aura!
A powerful formation!
Little Peach had somehow appeared on Hu Xiaoman's shoulder.
His anxious voice rang in Hu Xiaoman's ears: "Young Master, what a powerful formation."
"Breaking this kind of formation won't be easy."
"Young master, what should we do?"
Hu Xiaoman's voice was deep: "Let's just leave it at that."
Little Peach: "......"
"Young master, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
"Even if you die, you should be buried properly. You can't just be left to die."
Hu Xiaoman: “…”
At this moment, the three-headed golden crow's body was still descending continuously.
The pursuers behind them were getting closer and closer, and the old face of the Ghost Ancestor, filled with murderous intent, was clearly visible.
"Young Master Zhou!" Ning Shuang was so anxious she was almost crying, and she grabbed Zhou Wenlun's arm.
"Stop drinking! Quick, break the formation! Aren't you super powerful?"
"Cough cough..." Yang Rui coughed even more violently, his face as pale as paper. "Young Master Zhou, if you don't break the formation soon, I... I'm going to die here."
"Your junior sister will die too, and you'll be left a widow."
Ning Shuang glanced at Yang Rui and really wanted to give her fourth senior brother a thumbs up. He's so good at talking!
Young Master Zhou would also take action to avoid becoming a widow.
Hua Nian also looked nervously at Zhou Wenlun.
Three pairs of hopeful eyes locked onto Zhou Wenlun.
Zhou Wenlun also put down the wine pot in his hand at this moment.
He slowly stood up, patted off non-existent dust from his robes, and the nonchalant smile on his face gradually faded.
He said in a serious tone, "What you said is very true. This young master cannot forget that he is a widow."
The three of them nodded in unison.
Zhou Wenlun raised his head and looked at the dense black chains, his gaze deep and heavy.
Just as he was about to make a move, his gaze suddenly sharpened, fixed on Hu Xiaoman's neck.
At this moment, the leaf hanging around her neck was emitting a soft green light!
The light was not dazzling, but it seemed to contain some kind of primal life force, causing the chilling ghostly aura of the surrounding "Ten Directions Ghost Binding Killing Array" to recede somewhat.
The calm on Zhou Wenlun's face was instantly shattered, and for the first time, an incredulous shock appeared in his deep eyes.
Before anyone could react, the green light suddenly broke free from the leaf pendant, transforming into a stream of light that hovered in mid-air.
Zhou Wenlun's gaze sharpened once more, and he suddenly waved his hand.
"Tear--"
The space in front of him was easily torn apart like cloth, and a pitch-black crack appeared out of thin air, inside which was a chaotic and violent spatial turbulence.
Zhou Wenlun took a step forward, and his figure instantly merged into the spatial rift.
The green light also "whooshed" in and followed him inside.
The next moment, the spatial rift suddenly closed.
Zhou Wenlun, along with that mysterious green light, just like that... disappeared.
On the back of the three-headed golden crow, all was deathly silent.
Ning Shuang, Yang Rui, and Hua Nian stood frozen in place like three stone sculptures, their minds blank.
The black chains tightened further, and the three-headed golden crow let out a painful cry.
Behind them, the sinister laughter of the Ghost Ancestor was already very close.
Hu Xiaoman was also stunned!
What about the fox-leaf leaves?
Hu Qingye had just woken up, but in an instant, she disappeared.
He disappeared along with Zhou Wenlun.
What exactly is going on?
"Young Master Zhou... is gone?" Ning Shuang blinked, her eyes gradually filled with terror.
Yang Rui clutched his chest, coughing violently: "I must be too sick and I'm hallucinating."
"Did Young Master Zhou chase after a green light and run away?"
Ning Shuang stared blankly at the spot where Zhou Wenlun had disappeared, and whispered with absolute certainty, "Fourth Senior Brother, it seems we're doomed."
Hua Nian was also very anxious.
Hu Xiaoman stood still the whole time.
She stroked the leaf pendant around her neck, which had returned to its ordinary state, and then looked up at the spot where Zhou Wenlun had disappeared.
Zhou Wenlun just left like that?
At the most crucial moment, did it chase after a green light and tear through space to escape?
She left with Hu Qingye!
Logically speaking, Hu Qingye should not know Zhou Wenlun at all.
"Roar--!"
The mournful cry of the three golden crows pulled the four people back from their boundless shock.
The airtight black chains tightened more and more, their sharp barbs deeply embedded in its golden feathers, piercing through its flesh.
Golden blood dripped down the chains, turning into sparks in the air, only to be instantly extinguished by the chilling ghostly aura.
The massive body could no longer maintain its balance and plummeted rapidly with a whoosh of wind!
Hu Xiaoman knew this wasn't the time to think about these things.
"Xiao Jin!"
Hu Xiaoman's pupils contracted, and in a flash of thought, a golden light flashed, and the three-headed golden crow, which had been bound and on the verge of death, instantly disappeared from its original spot and was taken back into Man Zhou Shi Kong.
Having lost their mounts, the four felt weightless and plummeted straight to the ground.
Below, the old face of the Ghost Ancestor, covered in wrinkles and filled with murderous intent, kept getting bigger in his field of vision.
The ghostly clansmen behind him, and the vast, dark mass of cultivators from various families further away, resembled a giant jaws waiting to trap its prey.
Hu Xiaoman's eyes narrowed, and she forcibly twisted her body in mid-air. She quickly waved her talisman pen, and four golden "lightness talismans" instantly stuck to the backs of the four people, slowing their descent.
The four people lightly touched the ground with their toes, like four falling leaves, and gracefully landed.
But as soon as they stood firm, the black magic circle beneath their feet shone brightly.