Infinity Throne

The old ghost hunter, no, I should say the former legendary ghost hunter... Nie Xiu.

When he heard from Yi Lin's mouth the real name he had given up for many years, his cloudy eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light.

Like electricity and frost.

Sharp and cold.

How did you know?

A few seconds later, Nie Xiu didn't wait for Yi Lin to answer, and continued to talk to himself: It's been ten years...does anyone outside still remember me, Nie Xiu?

Yi Lin smiled and said nothing.

Didn't answer either.

Guess, guess, guess?

He couldn't tell Nie Xiu that when he understood the killing technique, a certain will thoughtfully exposed Nie Xiu's little secret?

The more Yi Lin didn't say anything, the more Nie Xiu thought about it.

Nie Xiu's face was ashen as he looked at Pan Zhengyi who was standing in front of him with a smile.

In Nie Xiu's hand, he also held the broken knife used for carving bones.

In Pan Zhengyi's hand, there was also a broken knife.

There were still whispers in Yi Lin's ears from time to time.

In the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, that inexplicable feeling made Yilin feel uncomfortable all over.

As if dragging him into endless madness.

Even the air around him was filled with an icy chill.

Eerie.

This Ghostly Mist Mountain is a little weird.

Perhaps as Bana Flower explains, this place is at the junction of yin and yang.

Living people here...should not stay for long.

Nie Hongxiu, who are you?

Yi Lin raised her head and asked suddenly.

Nie Xiu remained silent.

Close your eyes.

After a moment, Nie Xiu was shocked.

A terrifying momentum swept across the sea of ​​flowers.

The petals on the other side of the sky formed spiral columns and rose into the sky.

Finally, behind Nie Xiu, it condensed into a ferocious skeleton!

Veins appeared faintly around Nie Xiu's right eye.

When he opened his eyes again, the right eye had turned blood red.

It's like... a ghost!

At the same time, the broken knife in Nie Xiu's hand ignited with black flames.

Not only did the flame not emit scorching heat, it actually caused the temperature on the top of the Ghostly Mist Mountain to suddenly drop a few points.

Nie Xiu spoke again, but his voice became erratic and hoarse. At first glance, it sounded like an evil ghost returning from hell, exuding boundless evil thoughts.

No one can escape from this mountain...

This is a cursed place...

Everyone must die.

Pan Zhengyi suddenly took a few steps back.

Yo?

Pan Zhengyi chuckled and his eyes lit up.

Haha, fun.

Pan Zhengyi shook his right hand, and the broken knife in his hand also ignited black flames.

Nie Xiu's pupils shrank slightly.

You actually also...

Nie Xiu's cold eyes were filled with surprise.

Pan Zhengyi didn't waste any time. He moved and directly carried the broken knife with special effects attached to it and killed Nie Xiu.

Nie Xiu smiled coldly, facing Pan Zhengyi's offensive, he was not afraid and fought directly together.

Dang Dang Dang Dang——

The speed of the two people became faster and faster, setting off countless petals in the sea of ​​flowers. Gradually, it became increasingly difficult to distinguish the movements of the two people.

In Yi Lin's eyes, it seemed that there were only two black flames, which were separated by one touch, and separated again by another touch.

Sudden--

A figure flew out towards Yi Lin.

Vomiting blood.

An arm flew into the sky.

It was cut off abruptly!

Yi Lin had no expression on her face and slowly stretched out her hand.

The flying figure was about to hit Yi Lin, but it was about ten centimeters away from Yi Lin's hand when it suddenly stopped.

Then he fell to the ground slumped.

It's Pan Zhengyi!

Pan Zhengyi's left hand was severed at the shoulder level, and there was even a black will-o'-the-wisp burning on the wound, but not a drop of blood came out.

The will-o'-the-wisp corroded the fractured shoulder. Pan Zhengyi was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Um?

Yi Lin waved her palm on Pan Zhengyi's shoulder, and the black will-o'-the-wisp suddenly went out.

Chichi——

After the black flames extinguished, Pan Zhengyi's broken shoulder spurted out blood.

After Nie Xiu cut off Pan Zhengyi's arm with a knife, he didn't pause and walked towards Yi Lin step by step without saying a word.

With a movement of his body, he actually made a path in the sea of ​​flowers, and countless petals were swept behind Nie Xiu by the strong wind!

Yi Lin casually threw a Ghost Oil card to Pan Zhengyi.

I don’t have time to care too much at the moment.

Because... Nie Xiu had come to kill him with great force.

Extremely fast.

From now on let...

snort!

Nie Xiu snorted coldly and swept his right hand. Wherever the broken knife passed, fierce wind pressure swept away, raising a large number of petals to hide his figure.

Yi Lin's pupils narrowed.

Unexpectedly, Nie Xiu actually saw the weakness of [Disaster-ridden].

1. There is a singing process.

2. It must be within sight.

Although this old man is old, he has rich combat experience.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yi Lin's eyes, but she was not too surprised or frustrated.

Being plagued by disaster is not a completely unsolvable skill, and there will always be times when someone sees a flaw.

As an apostle, his skills are many and complex, and it is impossible to travel all over the world with one formula.

Nie Xiu's eyes were cold.

The red right eye was like a ghost, shining with blood-colored light.

The petals all over the sky not only blocked Yi Lin's sight, but also blocked Nie Xiu's sight.

but……

It doesn't matter.

Nie Xiu had already memorized Yi Lin's location.

Boy, you are too young.

Nie Xiu felt a little regretful. This kid could learn the breathing method that took him ten years to master in just one glance. He was a genius.

But... no matter what, we can't let this kid dig out that thing.

Otherwise, his ten years of arrangements and ten years of hard work will be in vain.

die!

Pity.

Nie Xiu sighed silently in his heart.

Nie Xiu's body moved, his ghostly aura was like the wind, his hand broke off the knife, black flames surged, and the knife struck at the end of the petals on the other side of the sky.

That's... Yi Lin's position!

hiss--

The black sword light tore through the void.

The petals in front of the two of them were cut into a gap.

Every petal on the other side, slightly touched by the black flame, will instantly wither and wither.

What!

Suddenly, when Nie Xiu split the petals in the sky with a knife and saw clearly the two tombstones, he was shocked.

There--

Empty!

There are only two lonely graves!

The graves of Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi!

Escaped?

Nie Xiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the next moment, he looked into the sky.

Under that bloody moon, Yi Lin actually floated in mid-air, her back standing proudly.

Behind it is the blood moon.

Nie Xiu opened his mouth wide.

Yi Lin smiled slightly in mid-air.

At this moment, Yi Lin's figure looked like a god descending on the moon.

The palm of your hand...press down.

…

…

In another part of the foggy forest.

The surroundings gradually became dark.

Li Changge and Wen Manni took off their sabers and put them aside, snuggling together.

There seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere.

No one knows what the foreplay was like.

Anyway, the speed is very fast.

There were messy wheel marks all over the ground.

Gege...

Nini...

Gege~

Nini!

ah!

Wen Manni's face was flushed and her legs were pressed together.

Li Changge also had a trace of confusion in his eyes.

The two got closer and closer.

Sudden--

There was a sudden tremor on the ground!

boom!

In the distance, there was a loud noise!

From... the side of Guiwu Mountain!

As soon as the shock was heard, the two people sitting on the ground shivered.

Like a beaten deer, Wen Manni stood up and hurriedly arranged her clothes.

Well...the weather is quite nice today...

Li Changge touched his head and said this awkwardly.

Ah! No, Gege, it's getting dark soon!

Li Changge seemed to have just noticed that the thick fog around him had been dyed blood color at some point.

In front of me...

A bloody red.

Go back to the village quickly!

Li Changge's eyes were focused, but a hint of panic flashed deep in his eyes.

He quickly put the saber on the ground into Wen Manni's hand.

The two of them ran towards the village in a panic.