Chapter 116 Modern Supernatural 20

"Ga-ga-ga"

The black crows circled on the branches, and the rough and sharp calls echoed in the desolate land.

A thick black mist gradually condensed from the broken fragments of the altar.

The air gradually became depressing, and the sky seemed to darken a little.

"Finally--"

The black mist condensed into a shadow, like the flame of a candle, which was clearly extinguished.

"Finally, I got out of this broken altar!"

"Stand back a little."

Mu Guishuang held Nan Rui and Zhou Zhile behind him, leaving space for Shi Heng.

"Tsk."

Shi Heng loosened his feet and kicked the black shadow lying under his feet to Mu Guishuang's feet.

"Let's take a look at this guy for a moment."

He moved his arms and legs, and the bones of his fingers made a crackling sound.

His right eye, which was as black as ink, turned a little scarlet, and gradually showed its original color.

"Who are you?"

The ghost in the altar completely condensed into a human figure and looked at Shi Heng vigilantly.

His breath was covered very well, and only from that blood-red eye could one see something unusual.

"Who am I?" Shi Heng stretched out a hand, the blood in his eyes getting more and more intense:

"You will know soon."

"No, you are not human!"

The ghost in the altar took a few steps back, obviously very jealous of the person in front of him:

"You are also a ghost - but why? Why are you standing on the side of their Heavenly Master?!"

The ghost in the altar was sealed by the Heavenly Master for a hundred years, and he didn't even have time to transform at that time.

The Heavenly Master and ghosts have been fighting each other since their birth.

It can be said that it was because the first ghost appeared in the world that the first Heavenly Master appeared in the world.

The accumulated resentment for a hundred years made the ghost in the altar angry and roaring, and he was always looking forward to breaking the seal one day and seeking revenge on those so-called Heavenly Masters.

"No reason."

Shi Heng was too lazy to explain, even if he explained, they would not understand.

"Okay, I don't want to talk nonsense anymore."

After he finished speaking, Shi Heng's figure came to the side of the Altar Ghost in the blink of an eye, so fast that only a shadow was left.

He had to end the battle as quickly as possible. If he attracted people from the Tianshi Association or the three major families, it would not end well.

Besides... he is not the only one here now.

"Are you anxious?"

After all, the Altar Ghost is a ghost that has been practicing for a hundred years, and the difficulty is proportional to the time he has been sealed.

"Why don't you use your full strength?"

Guessing Shi Heng's purpose by himself, the Altar Ghost dodged Shi Heng's fierce attack step by step.

"Are you jealous of someone or something?"

"None of your business."

The black air surrounding Shi Heng was getting stronger and stronger, and even the black mist around the ghost in the altar was getting closer.

"Why do I feel colder and colder?"

Zhou Zhile, who was standing aside and watching the big guys fight, rubbed his arms.

"You're not wrong."

Nan Rui looked around, his face a little strange:

"The yin energy around is gathering here, and it will indeed feel colder and colder."

"You have a special physique, so the reaction should be stronger."

"But, these yin energies... seem to be heading towards him?"

Nan Rui looked at Shi Heng in the center in confusion, then turned to look at Mu Guishuang beside him:

"Junior Master?"

Mu Guishuang tilted his head, his face became serious:

"You guys step back first."

The black mist seemed to be churning in the darkness, like boiling water, bubbling and about to reach a critical point.

A golden light flashed, and when Nan Rui and Zhou Zhile reacted, they only felt a warm light.

It was like being in a warm room with plenty of sunshine, isolated from the cold and humid air around.

Mu Guishuang withdrew her hand, "Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah." Zhou Zhile nodded hurriedly and raised his thumb:

"Much better, Junior Master is awesome!"

"This feeling..."

The ghost in the altar obviously also felt the unusual black air.

"You...you are..."

"Shut up!"

Shi Heng hated that title, which made him feel unspeakable anger and powerlessness.

With a ruthless heart, Shi Heng completely lost his patience, flashed in front of the ghost in the altar, and pinched his vitals.

As the distance between Shi Heng and the ghost in the altar shortened, the black mist around him rushed towards Shi Heng even more.

"Oh...oh..."

For ghosts, Yin energy is the basic element to maintain their "survival".

The feeling of being deprived of "life" at this moment is not pleasant, and the ghost in the altar lets out a mournful and hoarse roar.

"You are obviously...are..."

With a sneer, Shi Heng exerted force with his hands, without any hesitation, to end the last unfinished words of the ghost in the altar.

A group of black crows overhead made shrill cries, and they kept circling around Shi Heng, not leaving for a long time.

The air seemed to be filled with the cold breath of death.

He retracted his hand, and his eyes, one black and one red, turned to Mu Guishuang and the other two.

A dark red light flashed in his right eye, like a ship sailing in the turbulent sea, which would fall into the center of the storm if it was not careful.

"Brother... we should be okay, right?"

Zhou Zhile lowered his voice and stood closer to Nan Rui.

Although from all indications, the ghost in front of them is on their side, the eerie and dark figure still makes people feel scared.

——Especially the swirling black fog around him.

"Why are you panicking?" Nan Rui secretly swallowed his saliva and calmed down:

"The junior master is still here."

It's not Nan Rui and Zhou Zhile's fault for reacting so quickly. Anyone who works as a master of heaven has some PTSD about these ghosts.

Holding back the instinctive defense in the face of danger is all rationality at work.

Although if he takes action now, he will probably just serve food to the other party.

Nan Rui took a half step back, and suddenly heard a series of light footsteps in his ears.

He turned his head and listened carefully, and the footsteps seemed to be more obvious.

It seemed to be approaching them.

"Could it be..."

Nan Rui's eyes fell on Mu Guishuang:

"...someone from the Tianshi Association?"

Before he finished speaking, a white light flashed.

"Little Uncle Master!"

Mu Guishuang stood in front of Shi Heng, holding a talisman between two fingers.

——The talisman that rushed towards Shi Heng.

Nan Rui and Zhou Zhile's excellent eyesight allowed them to see the curse pattern on the talisman clearly.

It was the Demon Subduing Curse...

Although it was believed that a talisman of this level would not cause any substantial harm to Shi Heng, Mu Guishuang still stood in front of Shi Heng without hesitation.

In an instant, the air fell silent.

A group of people surrounded the few people.

Although they were all strangers, Nan Rui and his companions could still recognize the Tianshi Association logo on the clothes he was wearing.

He was a member of the Tianshi Association.

"Mu Guishuang!"

The leader stood up, furious:

"Do you know what you are doing!?"

"I know."

Mu Guishuang retracted her hand and threw the talisman on her fingertips to the side.

"What I did was all in my personal name, and has nothing to do with the Mu family."

"What a good one that has nothing to do with the Mu family!"

"As a Tianshi, do you know that the people behind you will bring disaster to the world..."

The leader drew out a wooden sword and pointed it directly at Shi Heng:

"Ghost King——"