Chapter 869

In the secluded sea connected with the wasteland, there is a small space, called ice and snow.

But the road to the ice and snow, deep under the sea, is extremely gloomy and terrible, and difficult to walk.

After su Yin pierced the ghost phase, she couldn't use all the techniques and her spiritual power. Every step she took was like being divided into tendons and bones.

But she couldn't retreat, because the waterway she had walked had been frozen for a long time.

The dark sea floor is full of violence.

The turbulent dark wave twisted the water way of the ghost witch, and directly involved Su Yin in the huge vortex.

So the broken bones in the water, like a sharp knife, pierced her body again and again.

Endless fear came from Su Yin's soul. The only thing she could do was to close her eyes and protect her stomach.

——Roar!

The terrible voice appeared again, sometimes very clear, sometimes faint, like the roar of animals, and like the collapse of the earth.

When the voice rang out, Su Yin felt that his body was squeezed by a strange force, and there was a scream in his ear.

"Ah --"

The scream was incessant, threatening Su Yin. She was shocked by the sound, and her blood gushed out into her throat.

The undercurrent on the bottom of the sea became more and more turbulent, and it seemed to twist the whole bottom. The bones that sank on the bottom of the sea slowly piled up into cones.

The white leg bones and heads piled up together to form a very sharp vertebral body.

This picture is very terrifying and shocking.

The whirlpool wrapped Su Yin in it and knocked her into the mountain cone again and again.

Boom, boom!

Once hit, the skeleton of the cone will be smashed, we can see the strength of the vortex.

Su Yin couldn't get rid of the whirlpool. Her limbs and bones seemed to be smashed, so painful that she couldn't even hum.

The blood on her lips was flowing all the time. She looked very ferocious.

At the same time, the shrill scream became more and more fierce and frightening, as if it was coming from Su Yin's body.

Her eyes were darkened by these sounds, and she gradually lost consciousness.

"Matchless..."

In the deafening scream, suddenly came a low cry, like the voice of Ling Jue.

Su Yin's divine sense seems to have been pulled back a little bit to see if Ling Jue has come.

No, all you can see is bones.

The cone became larger and sharper, and it also gave off green light, like a burning netherworld fire.

Is it the spirit cone?

Su Yin's mind just flashed this idea, and saw another avalanche of undercurrent coming from the bottom of the sea, wrapped up in Su Yin.

Then, the undercurrent wrapped her in a thunderbolt and smashed her hard against the mountain cone made of bones.

"Yi"

The sound of toothache rang out. Su Yin felt that something sharp cut her in half. She was almost numb with pain.

"Only to die!" She thought in despair.

At this time, Su Yin sounded the voice of ten thousand ghosts with sorrow, sharp, miserable, painful!

"Ah, ah --"

In a trance, Su Yin saw countless faces, men, women, old, few, countless faces emerging in front of her eyes.

Then, these faces are a little bit broken, and soon become nothing.

Su Yin found that he was also breaking, a little bit cracked, and then broken into pieces.

So she heard the familiar voice again: "matchless..."

……

Endless white, white snow, crystal clear ice.

The so-called ice and snow, that is nothing, no mountains, no trees, no grass, with no people.

At a glance, there is only ice and snow.

It's still snowing, snowy, and it's all ice and snow.

Ling Jue, holding the unconscious Su Yin, walks hard in the snow. He wanted to find a place to put Su Yin down and heal her.

Su Yin in his arms is not wearing an inch of thread, and his whole body is covered with blood and flesh, as if he had been scratched with a layer of skin.

It's true, she's gone. But because the spell wasn't lifted, it was as if she had been gouged out.

Only that face, even if it's bloody, can see her clearly.

All the way, the blood is ticking all the way, dyed the snow all over the place.

The red blood became the most gorgeous color in the ice and snow.

Ling never went a long way without a destination. He couldn't find anyone else, so he stopped at the same place. He picked a hand to decide, coagulated a border to cover two people.

"Peerless, peerless, wake up?"

Ling Jue carefully touched Su Yin's face, stained with a hand of blood, heartache heart will be broken.

Maybe it's because of the cold here. The swallowing talisman in Su Yin's body didn't break out. She was seriously injured.

But it takes a lot of strength to heal such a serious injury.

At present, Su Yin is in a coma. She can't rely on her own spiritual power to heal. She has to kill herself.

He untied his cloak and put it on the ground, carefully laid Su Yin on the cloak, then sat cross legged in front of her, and began to penetrate the spiritual power into her again and again.

The snowflakes all over the sky wrap the border into a snowball, and they are covered inside, which gives birth to a kind of desolate beauty.

Ling Jue constantly penetrates Su Yin's spirit power, and the soul killing charm that he has been pressing on his heart comes out, which makes him sweat.

The ghost witch is right. The power of the nine soul killing mantra comes from the wilderness. Lingjue people are here, and they will be attacked endlessly.

Rao is his strong cultivation, but also can't resist the devastation of the great force.

Ling Jue covers his chest. Sheng Sheng takes back the pain of the cone heart and beats two spirit runes on Su Yin. Suddenly, his blood spurts out.

"Well..."

He was so painful that he chanted out and wiped the blood on his lips in a hurry for fear that Su Yin would see it when he woke up.

Su Yin's skin was gradually restored because of the gradual filling of spiritual power, and it got better with the speed visible to the naked eye.

It's just that she's still in a coma and has no response.

At this time, Ling Jue's face was pale and dead. At this time, the soul killing mantra in his heart was completely exposed, just like sticking it to his heart.

The bloody talisman was constantly suffused with black Qi, which ran rampant in Ling Jue's body, as if to beat him to death again.

Ling Jue's hands touched each other, and the cold sweat between his eyebrows fell down.

It took a long time for Ling Jue to feel the pain. Ling Jue was as weak as a natural disaster.

Shaoqing, he lowered his head close to her ear, soft voice cried: "peerless, peerless, you wake up?"

Su Yin is still in a coma. It seems that it is impossible to wake up in one or two days,

Ling Jue wrapped her body in a cloak, and her eyes fell on her belly, which was slightly raised because she took off the ghost skin.

It's been ten months, but there's no sign of birth as a child.

Ling Jue couldn't help but reach out and caress the smooth belly, and the eyebrows are full of warmth: "matchless, wake up quickly, I will accompany you here all my life, and no one will disturb us any more."

However, Su Yin did not respond at all.

Ling Jue holds Su Yin in her arms and lets her sleep in her arms. Her body was not as cold as before, but it was also like ice.

Ghosts have no temperature.