As time passed by minute by minute, a slight change began to appear in the empty instrument realm.

The unlimited spread of the Heavenly Flame seems to awaken the sleeping will in the space of the instrument. The dust in the sky no longer lands, but gathers into something like auspicious clouds.

Shang Biao opened his eyes and stared at the location of the auspicious cloud. He used the malicious magical power of peeping silently and obtained some of its information.

Souls of the Artifact Realm - Years of war have caused many human houses and daily tools to be covered with dust. After being contaminated with the resentment of the dead, the dust in the used houses gathers into a ghost called the Artifact Realm. They hate all living lives. If a living person accidentally enters the Artifact Realm at night, he will be cursed and assimilated into the Artifact Realm. And their souls will be integrated into the Artifact Realm and will never be transcended.

An indescribable will came from the auspicious clouds. Although Shang Biao could not communicate with it, he could also feel the anger of the soul of this weapon world.

Several dark space cracks appeared on the edge of the three-color heaven-filled divine flame. As the cracks became larger and larger, dark lightning flashes emerged from the space cracks and slashed towards Shang Biao in the divine flames.

After passing through the divine flame, the thick thunder fell accurately on Shang Biao who was struggling to hide.

"Hiss~ Yin-attribute thunder similar to Guishui Yin Thunder, but its power is not as powerful as Guishui Yin Thunder that he summoned. Was it weakened by the divine flame?"

Shang Biao took a breath of cold air. Although he was thunderous and flesh was blooming by Thunder Ding, he still felt a little bit of his mind and carefully realized this strange thunder.

The evil-killing divine thunder, which had already merged with his body, was instinctively repelling the invading Yin-attribute energy, and the two were constantly fighting in Shang Biao's body.

The divine flame lost the aid of dust, like rootless duckweed, and the colorful three-color light was quickly weakened.

The weapon world! It seems that this is not the original plot world, but I am probably in a barrier. In this case, with the protection of the divine flame, there should be a chance of success through the cracks in the surrounding space.

Based on the information obtained from malicious peeping, Shang Biao inferred in his heart that when the divine flame was weakened to almost the same level, he finally made up his mind.

The remaining magic power in his body surged out, carrying the three-colored Heavenly Repairing Flame wrapped in the sky, leaping into the crack of the space closest to him.

As his eyes went dark, Shang Biao subconsciously closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

A storm of fine space blew over, and the divine flames were gradually blown away, and then there were strands of flesh and blood. Shang Biao's heart was only left with the pain as if he was cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

Although the instrument world is not connected to the space cracks in the plot world itself, it is not something that ordinary people can travel through. Escape from the instrument world in this way is similar to seeking death.

Xiangyun shook a few times in humanity, as if mocking this stupid human being who is ignorant of life and death.

Time stopped passing in space, and for Shang Biao, who was tortured by pain, it seemed like a century had passed.

When it appeared again that day, there was only a thin layer of flesh membrane left on my body covering my bones, most of my facial features were missing, and my internal organs in my chest and abdomen were also seriously injured.

At this time, he only breathed more than the dead, and had to endure this torture of separation of flesh and blood.

The skull that the ghost boy was living in was emerging from the shadow ticket, and the last red and childish egg came out with it.

Knowing that the situation was critical, the ghost boy did not dare to delay, and almost crawled out of it as soon as the skull appeared. After the show, he reached out to hug Shang Biao who was about to fall to the ground, smashed the egg shell, and poured the egg liquid that emitted an attractive smell into his mouth.

Shang Biao opened his jaw and swallowed the life-saving egg liquid in one mouthful. The lost muscles grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon the pink and tender new skin was exposed.

The recovery effect of Chizhi Elf is no less than any magic pill in the world, and it even eliminates his fatigue without rest in the theater before.

Compared with the pain before, Shang Biao felt like he had lived again.

"Tsk tsk~"

Tasting the remaining egg liquid in his mouth, Shang Biao threw the eggshell to the ground with a little regret. This kind of recovery product was lost before, and it was probably difficult to encounter it again.

Take out a new loose Taoist robe from the movie ticket and put it on. Under the protection of the ghost boy, Shang Biao has time to look at the surrounding environment.

It is still an empty street and a low wooden house. However, the difference is that the air around it is filled with an unpleasant smell of shit and urine, making people feel disgusting as if they were in a country toilet.

The clear and white moon in the sky radiates a cold light, shining on this dirty world.

Several faint snoring sounds came from the surrounding houses, and the local residents were already asleep. Shang Biao understood that this should be the original plot world this time.

After the Ghost Child, Shang Biao released the blood corpse. Her existence was equivalent to the pet raised by Shang Biao, and it was as unrestricted as the Ghost Child's mutation initial skill.

If the zombie refined by Maoshan's secret zombie protection method is definitely not able to be summoned now, but even so, after taking out the corpse ring, Shang Biao found that the connection between him and the blood zombie became very weak. If the blood zombie was dissatisfied, he could betray him at any time.

However, now there are no ten abilities in the Taoist profession template. The Ten Thousand Ghost Banner cannot be used, and relying solely on the ghost child is very easy to be restrained. Shang Biao can only release blood corpses. If she really wants to betray her, the Golden Silkworm Gu will take back everything given to the blood corpse on behalf of Shang Biao.

"Brother Shang, what's this?"

After Wushuang appeared, she found something strange about the surrounding environment and asked.

"This is my latest film, and the location should be in Japan. The theater has restricted most of my Taoism, so this time you and the ghost boy need to work together to protect me through this film."

Shang Biao told the truth that the two people's feelings were mutual, and it was meaningless to hide them.

Moreover, he asked himself that he had never treated the blood corpse badly, and he recognized that she was the one who took the initiative to beg her, and he blocked a thunder for her, which was equivalent to saving her life.

Later, he specially collected essence and blood to restore her strength and help her find enemies to avenge her. No wonder the ghost boy was jealous of this VIP-level treatment.

"No problem, Brother Shang, I will definitely not disappoint you!"

Wushuang clenched his pink fists and said confidently.

"Hmph, a village girl who only looks dazed when encountering problems, it's enough to protect my master!"

The ghost boy glanced at the blood corpse contemptuously. For the reason why she rejected each other, she had no good feelings for the blood corpse from the beginning. The one she hated the most before was Han Er, and now Wushuang has ranked first.

"Shut up, do you want to die here with me!"

Shang Biao said in a stern tone that he had never appeared before. This time, not only was the Nine Stars difficult video, but he was also full of bad luck. If the only ghost and corpse that could be relied on now would be in conflict with each other, he would be unable to see the last trace of vitality.

The ghost boy lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything else. The master and servant were in harmony. The ghost boy knew Shang Biao's current situation better than the blood corpse, and understood that this was not a joke.

(ps: Explain the reason why it was not updated yesterday. As of now, Lao Diao has not been asleep for almost forty hours. In order to welcome the inspection of the superiors, he has been working overtime since he got up at 6 am yesterday until after 5 pm this afternoon. He has no time to write. He has already owed two updates and will definitely pay it back when he is on vacation for one or two days.

I just don’t know if there is any chance. Today I received a bad news. Lao Diao wrote a fan novel about Wulin Waijiu, which had written nearly 900,000 words, but was blocked by Qidian because of pornography.
Chapter completed!