Journey to the West: God-level Gathering Technique

Hearing this, Yan Hui, who was eating silently at the side, couldn't help but glance at Fang Zhicai, with an extremely disgusted look on her face. The rabbit fur scarf was well-groomed by her, and her face was even rosier.

Jiang Han thought about it seriously, but turned his head to look at Fang Zhicai's watery gaze, which contained pity and sympathy, and also faintly revealed a sense of superiority. He didn't understand it very well, but he didn't think too much. He returned the ring to him and said : "Thank you, but you don't need to give me this, I shouldn't need it much."

Fang Zhicai disagreed with his rhetoric, "It's not that I look down on you, why do you refuse my gift, if you are poor, you are poor, why are you being polite to me!"

Jiang Han, who had never considered money issues before, was slightly taken aback by this mention, then carefully calculated his family property, and was shocked to find that he was penniless.

After breakfast and rest, they set off.The light in the dense forest is really dim. When we come here, the atmosphere gradually changes.The smell of rotting matter floated in the damp and cold air, and water seeped in the soil. Fang Zhicai accidentally stepped on a bone. He cursed a few times in a low voice, and swung his sword even harder.

A few black crows kept circling and howling above their heads, flapping their wings on the branches and leaves, making people disturbed by the noise. After Xiao Jiu rushed up fiercely and pecked at them, they flew away unwillingly, and dropped a few black thorns. feather.

"Black crow falling feathers" Yan looked back at the few wing feathers and muttered to himself.Legend has it that black crows are the messengers of monsters, and if they can’t circle around, it’s a warning from monsters, and falling feathers means that black crows report that the monsters are not far away.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Han, who was standing behind her, asked, his gentle voice calmed the uneasiness in her heart, "It's nothing, maybe I'm too sensitive."

The dense forest seemed to become more and more silent, and even the sound of insects and birds chirping gradually disappeared. It seemed that there was only a group of them in the world. The clothes rustled and the dead branches were broken to torture people's will. "Don't go." Jiang Han suddenly said.

Fang Zhicai also felt that something was wrong, he stood still slowly, holding the sword in front of him with both hands, the fiery red light rippled around, "you" Jiang Han's face sank like water, he scanned the surroundings, the green vines quietly He didn't move, he didn't even pay half of his attention to Fang Zhicai, and he didn't even notice that he was doing intense mental activities.

Fang Zhicai thought silently that Yanhui must be standing behind him, and Dayi blocked him behind him, "You all stand behind me, be careful, this place is too weird." He looked around, his sight was blocked by many branches and leaves , couldn't help but ruthlessly said: "Old trees are more mischievous! See if I don't set fire to you!"

At this moment, the vines, which had not moved at all, moved straight towards the three of them. Fang Zhicai was startled, shouted, and frantically waved his sword to block it. His sword was indeed a good sword, and it matched his The technique of attacking with spiritual power, after a moment of panic, he was able to kill with ease.

Jiang Han raised his sword to deal with the fish that slipped through the net, and Yan Hui, who was standing between the two, quickly released a protective barrier. It didn't take long for the vines to die down, and Fang Zhicai waved the sword in a non-satisfying way, "This is too weak, right? .”

Jiang Han said: "Let's be more careful, I think there is something around here." After he finished speaking, the wind suddenly picked up, the leaves rose one after another, and clusters of will-o'-the-wisps ignited among the branches.

Fang Zhicai, ""

Yan Hui, ""

Fang Zhicai saw two clusters of red light above his head, he looked up and was instantly terrified, screaming and running back, "I'm going to your mother, ghost" Yan Hui looked after him, and was immediately terrified Light, with a pale face, "It seems to be a real evil spirit."

Jiang Han quietly guarded them behind him, and gradually got a glimpse of the whole picture. At some point, black mud-like shadows clinged to the tree trunks, all in strange shapes, and only two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps that remained unchanged were their eyes, faintly glowing. Light.

"If you don't get beaten to death at night, you will be scared to death." Fang Zhicai wiped his face viciously, very dissatisfied with his gaffe just now, and wanted to get back on the spot, but the dense red light in front of him made his scalp numb. "Fang Zhicai!" Jiang Han called him softly, "Try to let the spiritual power pass."

Jiang Han just observed it, and Fang Zhicai's spiritual power seemed to be biased towards the fire element. At this time, his own spiritual power has almost recovered, and when he finds the cauldron, he will destroy it.

"It's useless." The evil ghost was unscathed, and it even let out a few incomprehensible screams, like scratching glass, Fang Zhicai was afraid and couldn't bear it.

This sound was like a signal, and in an instant, countless black shadows rushed towards them, like vultures robbing for food.Jiang Han finally moved, he frowned, this kind of thing is not afraid of ordinary attacks, it is undoubtedly a ghost.

He leaped into the air and headed forward, the long sword in his hand was glowing with golden light at some point, the light seemed to be real, and swept towards a distorted black shadow, the red light disappeared immediately, and all the people screamed. "Fang Zhicai, build a strong barrier!" Jiang Han urged them, and the two people who had been stunned in place quickly realized that since they were not attacking in front, Fang Zhicai vented his anger with his sword in the barrier he set up, and made up for the death of the seriously injured ghost .

Although Yan Hui was a little scared, he was still actively participating in the battle.She was behind Fang Zhicai, helping him guard against ghosts.

Jiang Han landed on the ground, with the long sword stuck in front of him, and the golden circle of light vibrated in circles. The evil spirits that surged up like a tide froze in place, staring at him with red but empty eyes, and dared not move for a while.Jiang Han gently closed his eyes. In the chaotic jungle, he looked very calm.

All expressions faded from Jiang Han's face, and he looked a little indifferent.His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes, the dark pupils were filled with gold. At that moment, time and space seemed to stand still, and he seemed to lose his human spirit. All living beings and everything seemed to be reflected in his eyes. There was nothing in his eyes.

"break."

Fang Zhicai swears that this is one of the few scenes he has seen in his life that can shock him. The golden light bursts out vigorously with the power to cleanse everything, and the dense forest is washed away, tearing a hole, revealing the blue and gray In the vast clear sky, the sky savagely pierced, and was subdued by the pure golden light.

Yan Hui sat down on the ground, eyes wide open, her hands behind her back, unconsciously tightened, until her fingers sank into a mass of wet soil mixed with rotting leaves, she suddenly woke up.

"You are so strong." Fang Zhi said awkwardly after everything had cleared up, and he pulled Yan Hui back up. The little girl had already recovered her expression. After getting up, she wiped the dirt with a handkerchief and took care of herself Some messy skirt. ..