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The consciousness that I separated controlled Shi Fannan's body, and was forced to participate in the next round of competition set up by the pseudo-demon master, but I myself encountered a very terrifying event, and it was also this sudden situation that caused my connection with the separation consciousness to be interrupted.

It's midnight.

I (Fang Gang deity) used the trick to disguise myself as a lowly little monster, mixed in with the many demons and monsters and inconspicuous, sat in the audience, and looked down.

I saw a yin fire lotus lantern being ignited, and then, I saw more than fifty people standing in the center of the ice rink who looked like wood carvings, and they were all 'targets' chosen by the demon lord.

Like thunderous applause, the surrounding demons and monsters boiled, and the demons and monsters sitting around all stood up, howling desperately, and the ghosts cried for a while.

I endured the discomfort, and then stood up and applauded and screamed, in fact, my eyes fell on Shi Fannan, who was controlled by consciousness, and found that he did not show any flaws, and my heart was a lot easier, just wait for the demon lord to appear.

Soon, amid the cheers of demons and monsters, the 'pseudo-demon master' with a black veil on his face and a super tall figure walked into the field, and when this woman walked, I subconsciously held the hilt of the sword behind my back, but in an instant, I let go of my palm.

Because, this is a fake demon lord, the level of the Yin Soul Dao in the woman's body is only half a step ghost king level, and it is enough to fool more than fifty people in the field, but how can it fool me?

So, I can only give up the idea of capturing the ghost king right away.

"Damn 10,000-year-old ghost, extremely cunning, don't let me find you!" Secretly ruthless, listening to the tall black-veiled pseudo-demon master, after absorbing the soul of the loser, to Shi Fannan and other people who have completed the contract conditions, announcing the rules of the next round of competition, I have no choice, I can only let Shi Fannan, who is controlled by his own consciousness, participate in the competition, and the difficult performance of the 10,000-year-old ghost is drenched

It's really hard to figure out.

I secretly got up and left the seat, thinking about how lively this place was, it stands to reason that a certain body where the 10,000-year-old ghost is hiding should be nearby to spy on the movement, this is human nature, and it should be easy to use in the psychology of ghosts.

For example, if you want to see with your own eyes when you are doing something that you have worked so hard to arrange at home, does that mean that people who are approaching the speed skating rink at this time are suspicious?

Then, when I go around the speed skating rink invisibly, I should be able to find something, and my mind is always connected to my consciousness, so I don't have to worry too much.

I didn't attract any attention from the ghosts, I had slipped out of the speed skating rink, moving at high speed, looking left and right.

Suddenly, I found a black shadow flashing at the door of a certain room, and I couldn't help but be happy.

This room is facing the entrance of the speed skating rink, and you can see everything that happens inside, isn't that black shadow a hidden 10,000-year-old ghost?

If that's the case, there will be nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it will take no effort to get there.

Thinking of this, I controlled my emotions, kept my mood steady, and my movements became more and more slight, and I soon approached this room, and the door was wide open, but the black shadow I had just glimpsed was gone.

"Bastard!"

scolded secretly, and in desperation, he could only go to the house to inspect first.

As soon as I stepped into the room and looked forward, I was stunned on the spot with a fried scalp and cold hairs standing on end!

The room was ordinary, no lights on, darkness shrouded, but in the eyes of yin and yang, there was no difference from daytime.

There are many similar rooms in this huge gymnasium, and they are generally used as temporary resting places, and there are not many opportunities to use them in normal times.

It stands to reason that such a room would never surprise me, but at this time it was not, and I was trembling with fear.

A large urn phantom is quietly suspended in the center of the large room, exuding a strange aura fluctuation, as if it is waiting for my arrival.

"Ancient Cursed Sorcery!"

These six words rushed into my mind like lightning, and my eyes turned red in an instant, and it was obvious that the ancient witch spell that had been hidden without movement had officially started!

The life-saving talisman frantically came with a shocking omen, one heavier than the other, and it felt like a sense of crisis was coming to the face, which was suffocating. I hurriedly acted, my hand flipped over, a black talisman had been thrown out, and then, chanting a spell at high speed, but to my horror, it was completely ineffective, the black talisman fluttered to the ground, and a thin barrier suddenly appeared between the spell and the black talisman, and the effect of the spell could not be applied to the spirit

Talismans, therefore, there is no way to urge the runes at all.

I was shocked! Since his debut, he has encountered countless dangers and strange things, but it is rare to have a situation where the spell is invalid as it is now.

At the same time, I felt a strange and strange energy fluctuation that I had never experienced before, isolating the surrounding space, which was a way to completely isolate me, and the connection between me and the separated mind was actually interrupted!

"How is that possible?"

I stared in disbelief at the silent urn in front of me, looking at the pattern of the animal skin man worshipping the moon god on it, and I only felt a deep sense of fear born from the bottom of my heart, straight to the limbs and hundreds of remains, reaching every cell.

Desperately running the mana, with a bang, the peachwood sword came out of the sheath, pointing at the big urn from afar, and at the same time, the empty hand slapped the leather bag, ready to release the little fairy and the .......

What made me even more horrified happened, the mana was running in the body, but when it was transmitted to the palm of the hand, it was like encountering some obstacles, and it could not be transmitted to the peachwood sword.

What's even more terrifying is that with a palm slapped on the leather bag, the original ghost coffin in the middle actually didn't move, and the little fairy and the dragon leap mansion among them, without receiving my order, naturally wouldn't come out to help in the battle.

"Impossible!"

I shouted uncontrollably, desperately agitating my consciousness to connect with the first ghost coffin, and after half a ring, I retracted my consciousness in a dejected way, because, I couldn't connect with the first ghost coffin at all, at this moment, I was like being knocked into the dust, and my skills were blocked and couldn't be played.

This kind of aggrieved feeling is absolutely difficult for people who have not experienced it personally.

"Are ancient spells so terrifying?"

I didn't feel real until this point, and I just thought I was dreaming, but the life-keeping talisman was even more crazy to warn me and made me realize that it wasn't a dream, it was happening. "What a terrible curse, it actually made my Dao practice fall back to the beginning of cultivation, the mana of my body cannot be used, and the skills of my body have been abolished by more than eighty percent, and there are only two layers left, it is because of the strength of my body, this, the curse cannot be taken away, but with only these two layers, how can I resist the imminent launch

What about the Great Urn Phantom Curse Attack? ”

Cold sweat soaked through the heavy clothes, this is the most treacherous scene I have encountered since my debut, I can't understand why I was cursed like this, it's too cruel!

Besides, I didn't offend the power of this technique in ancient times, so why did you cast an ancient witch spell on me? It's so unfair.

Hey, wait a minute, I have an ancient curse here, and the snake king Lu Haotao must have also had a seizure, right? Well, we've really become brothers!

I took out my phone with my free hand, just glanced at it, and put it away with a sigh, without exception, the signal was gone, and no one could contact me at this time.

The power of the ancient curse is the strongest imprisonment that has been encountered in previous and present lives, and all external people and things cannot be connected, which can be proved only by the fact that I (the Buddha-figure) and the separated consciousness have been interrupted. A few steps forward, he put away the black talisman that had fallen to the ground and was not urged, pointed at the phantom of the big urn that was only six or seven meters away from me with a peachwood sword, and shouted in a condensed voice: "What do you want?" You and I have no grievances in the past and no hatred in the near future, why do you launch evil magic against me? If you really have a spirit, let me go

How is it? I promise not to care about it again...... ”

I knew in my heart that even if there was a strange existence in the big urn that understood my words, he would not let anyone leave easily, but he still said it with a fluke mentality.

As expected, there was no news of the stone ox as if it had entered the sea, and the phantom floated in the darkness, not moving at all, but it just didn't respond to my question.

I trembled with anger, my mana was suppressed, it's okay, and I still have a body of brute strength and speeding swordsmanship, with the indestructible characteristics of the peachwood sword, it is far stronger than ordinary people.

With a flick of the wrist, boom! I frantically attacked hundreds of swords against the diagonal side wall.

Crackle!

After the slight sound, the wall was exactly the same as before, there was no damage at all, the peachwood sword obviously hit the wall at a super fast speed, it stands to reason that the wall will turn into debris, and I can naturally get out of trouble, but it has no effect at all, and it can't be damaged at all.

The tip of the sword fell to the wall, and it only felt like a strange force absorbed the destructive power, and it wouldn't bounce back to the attack, but it could make me useless. I gasped for breath, looking at the wall without movement, in the darkness, my heart slowly sank!

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