"What!"

Hearing this, Lin Xiao felt a deep sense of shock in his heart.

This sentence, he is too familiar with, it is the strange female ghost he encountered in the Qiulu Mountains last time.

At that time, everyone else died except him, and Chao Rong'er seemed to have become a female ghost, and her life and death were unknown.

But what he couldn't figure out was that the area where the female ghost was located was in the hills and mountains, countless miles away from the evil domain, how could the female ghost appear here?

Could it be that the female ghost was able to come out of that strange place in the foothills and mountains?

Or, because of the changes here, the whole special valley of the Foothills has been moved here?

Or, for some other reason?

It's hard to understand.

Lin Xiao was about to retreat, however, his body had been imprisoned.

That's right, even if there is a distance of two hundred miles from the Baizhang Golden Buddha and that group of people, his body is still unable to move.

Yi Xiaoxi was also so frightened that cold sweat flowed out, and his entire body was imprisoned in the void.

And the countless people around the Baizhang Golden Buddha were also frightened, and they really couldn't figure out what was going on.

The bald fat man hiding in the palm of the Golden Buddha suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "The desperate female ghost, it's the desperate female ghost, the legendary female ghost is here!"

"Tears from people, tears from people.

The liver and intestines are broken, and people are in tears.

The heavy rain stopped, and the miserable female voice sounded in everyone's ears with weeping, like an endless chill, seeping into everyone's ears and pouring into their hearts.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a woman dressed in white, with unkempt hair, almost covering her face, and bleeding from the top of her head, faintly walking from the ground in front of her.

After walking for a while, he walked into the middle of the crowd, white, red with blood, turned red, and an endless chill filled the scene.

Everyone's scalps tingled.

The woman in blood, as if she hadn't seen everyone, slowly walked in front of the hundred-zhang golden Buddha and looked up.

"One part, two grievances, ghosts have different paths.

What time is it?

Jun Mo Road.

The woman in blood sighed faintly, her voice hoarse and desolate, penetrating people's hearts.

At this moment, the coolness in everyone's hearts became stronger, as if they were going to experience the tragedy of the world and die of desolation in their hearts, a sense of death arose from everyone's hearts.

"With the king, with the king.

Secluded and eternal, with the king's trick. ”

In the endless desolate and resentful voice of the woman in blood, with a touch of coldness, the face covered by the long hair stained with blood seemed to be caressed by a breeze, and part of it was raised, her eyes were faintly exposed, and a tear dripped down from one of her eyes.

The tear was very small, but everyone except the person behind it could see it clearly.

That tear is desolate with endless cangs, as if, between heaven and earth, there is no more worldly thing than that tear.

After that tear fell, many Buddha figurines couldn't bear it anymore, and after a few clicks, they began to break from the inside out, and kept falling from the void.

The hundred-zhang golden Buddha seemed to have received inexplicable power, and the surface of his body began to flow with golden light.

The surrounding crowd also began to die inexplicably, constantly falling from the void.

The death seems to be sad and desolate, very bleak and miserable.

"What the hell is this?"

The hearts of the living were terrified, yet they could not even speak.

"Poor Monk...... Just run away!"

The bald fat man let out a frightened sound, his golden body flashed, and he suddenly jumped down from between the palms of the Baizhang Golden Buddha, and began to run wildly, stirring up bursts of dirt.

The crowd was shocked.

All of them couldn't move, and the bald fat man was still able to run?

How did he do it?

At the same time, their faces were full of horror and puzzlement.

What is the origin of this female ghost, and I don't know what she can do, but there are Buddhist figurines and strong people with more strength, and they have begun to fall?

The bald fat man ran away, and the blood-clothed woman slowly turned her head, took a slow step, and then, as if shrinking into inches, stepped out, and appeared not far behind the bald fat man.

"It's also the fault of the Buddha, it's not about the poor monks!!"

The bald fat man screamed as he ran wildly on the ground, his voice full of helplessness and fear.

However, the blood-clothed woman did not hear the words of the bald fat man at all, and still stepped forward, and the faint mournful voice sounded like a dead man crying: "Miserable and miserable, beloved.

Resentful and hateful, Jun Molu. ”

As soon as these words came out, the speed of the bald fat man suddenly slowed down, the golden body became dim, and the number of dead people in the rear was even more.

"Perverted vein, save the poor monk!"

At this time, the bald fat man who was already running towards Lin Xiao had already reached the bottom of Lin Xiao, jumped up alone, and flew to Lin Xiao's body.

And Yi Xiaoxi, who was further ahead, frowned, the woman in blood approached, his pressure was even greater, and a strong sense of death enveloped his heart.

"With the king, with the king.

This grudge is endless, and there is no end. ”

The mournful voice sounded again, and the woman in blood took another step, and she had already appeared in front of Lin Xiao's eyes, and part of Yi Xiaoxi's body behind her had turned dead white, and blood was spilling from the corners of her mouth.

Seeing the bald fat man running behind him, Lin Xiao suddenly had the urge to scold his mother.

It's not good to run to whom, you have to run behind him and hide?

When he shakes the light of the vein, is it omnipotent?

He can't solve this female ghost.

What's more, he can't even move.

On the contrary, because of the proximity of the other party, he also felt a lot of pressure.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Eye working in his body, resisting the inexplicable power that didn't know the direction and the specific form, I'm afraid he would have died inexplicably.

"It's you!"

The blood-clothed woman suddenly let out a slightly surprised voice, her voice was still so desolate, just a little more surprised.

As if a gust of wind was blowing, the bloody hair in front of the blood-clothed woman's face was blown away, and her pale, emaciated and miserable face appeared in front of Lin Xiao.

Although that face was like the face of a dead man, Lin Xiao still recognized it, and couldn't help but show a deep sense of surprise, and exclaimed, "Chao Rong'er?"

The woman in blood in front of her is Chao Rong'er.

To be precise, it was Chao Rong'er's face, Lin Xiao didn't know that the other party was still not Chao Rong'er.

It's possible that Chao Rong'er is dead, and someone or something has taken over this body.

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew, and Chao Rong'er's unkempt bloody hair covered her body again.

Then, the whole person swept back, startled a burst of wild screams, and the cold swept the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, I don't know why, the blood-clothed woman Chao Rong'er disappeared from everyone's sight.

All of a sudden, they were free.

"Poof!"

Yi Xiaoxi spurted out a mouthful of blood, his expression was pale, and he had obviously suffered an extremely serious blow.

Bi Zhuang, Leng Rong, and the masters of the Ji family and the Holy Heavenly Gate, who were relatively close, all looked pale and suffered a lot of trauma.