The wind howled, as if hundreds of ghosts were crying.
The big tree in the yard was actually broken by the wind, fell to the ground and was blown several meters away.
The tiles on the eaves were blown to the ground with a crackling sound. The flower pots in front of the corridor fell one after another like dominoes, and the soil mixed with the branches rose and fell with the strong wind.
Su Man had never seen such a doomsday scene before. She used her arms to shield her face from the wind. If she had not been prepared, she would have been blown away.
Su Man is like this, let alone Xian Yufu who exists as a soul.
She was frightened by the thunder and was trembling all over. This scene was exactly like the painful memory of her soul being torn apart on the day of the catastrophe. She was frozen in place, not daring to move. If it weren't for the magic weapon to help her soul stabilize, she was afraid that she would experience another soul-to-soul separation.
Long Junling didn't care if Su Man noticed or not, and protected Xian Yufu as a protector, "Quickly recite the Soul Condensation Method!"
His voice was drowned out by another loud thunder. At the same time, the black air in the bronze tripod became so thick that it condensed into black blood and oozed out from the edge. Drop after drop of thick blood, it flowed faster and faster, condensing into a blood stream and flowing in all directions.
Seeing this strange sight, even though Long Junling was not a ghost, he could tell that something was wrong. He supported the unconscious Xian Yufu and shouted to Su Man who was standing in the yard, "Shi Man! What are you still doing there? Come here!"
But no matter how he shouted, Su Man, with her back to him, remained motionless from beginning to end.
Seeing the blood flowing towards Su Man's feet, Long Junling could no longer sit still. He threw down a layer of ice barrier to shield Xian Yufu and approached Su Man against the strong wind.
Long Junling was unable to open his eyes because of the wind, and the few short steps seemed to take him a century.
"Shiman! Are you deaf? Go away!"
In a daze, Long Junling wanted to grab Su Man's arm, but the moment he touched Su Man, his body was suddenly bounced away by a strange force.
"ah!"
With a scream, Long Junling crashed into the porch pillar and lost consciousness.
...
Su Man was completely unaware of what was happening around her. She seemed to be under a spell and could not move.
Just from the direction of her limbs, she seemed to be bearing external forces from all directions.
If there were people from the ghost clan, they would be able to see that Su Man was surrounded by countless evil ghosts at this moment. Some were grabbing her arms, some were climbing her legs, and some were lying on her back. It was like hell on earth.
Just as that person said, at this moment the evil aura was overwhelming, and the blood sacrificed Suman became another carrier besides the bronze tripod.
A steady stream of ghost energy poured into her body. It felt like watching a balloon grow bigger little by little, but you had no idea when the pump would stop, nor when the fragile inner wall would burst.
And this is just the beginning.
The sky has become completely dark, and the dark clouds are getting lower and lower, as if you can touch them with your hand.
"boom!"
Another loud thunder sounded, striking the bronze tripod squarely, creating a crack on the originally integrated bronze tripod.
Here it comes.
As loud thunder roared one after another, the cracks in the bronze tripod grew bigger and bigger, and more and more ghosts overflowed, completely submerging Su Man.
One of the ghosts was obviously different from the others. He did not choose to attack Suman, but instead circled around.
"girl?"
He shouted a few times but got no response from Su Man, so he could only worry anxiously in the outer circle.
Just when he thought Su Man was in great danger, the ghosts that had gathered suddenly began to rotate counterclockwise.
The vortex grew bigger and bigger, and the dust, sand, flowers, branches and tree trunks were all swept up by the force.
In the center of the vortex, there was a woman sitting cross-legged.
Her hair had long been disheveled, her black hair was standing on end, her clothes were fluttering, and a black mark was faintly visible between her eyebrows.
"This is... a celestial ghost!"
The man couldn't believe it.
Su Man was able to use this power to break through to the level of Heavenly Ghost, which was only one step away from ghosts and gods.
Although he has not yet reached the position of ghosts and gods, the Ghost Sect and the Celestial Clan have different levels of cultivation. The Ghost Sect's Celestial Ghosts are equivalent to Supreme Gods. If he can ascend to the position of ghosts and gods, even the Emperor of Heaven will not be able to stop him.
I didn't expect that she could achieve such success at such a young age.
The man looked at Suman with a complicated expression, which included shock, confusion, disbelief, and the most common expression was awe.
To be able to go against the wind, courage and foresight are both essential. Putting aside the magical power, in this situation, even the slightest fear of retreating would lead to her death, let alone using the force to break through.
He looked at Su Man's face and actually saw some of the shadow of his fallen master.
However, at this moment, Suman...
Su Man: Damn! Is this ever going to end?
Her body had long been overloaded. If she hadn't used the power of the bronze tripod to break through, she would have been blown to pieces.
Seeing that her body had reached its limit, she had to borrow the power of Heizi and Heizi No. 2.
Heizi had been with her for so long that they had already connected with each other, and he immediately began to help her absorb the ghost energy.
As for Heizi No. 2, although he was a step slower, he was still very hardworking and conscientious in his work.
After putting the pressure on the two of them, Suman was able to take a break.
Just as she was distracted, a scene suddenly flashed before Su Man's eyes.
At the top of the cliff, a man in a black robe was struck by lightning.
"Heaven, are you so unfair?"
He was clearly about to lose his soul, but his tone was extremely calm, so calm that there was no ripple at all.
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