Chapter 942 What Kind of Fairy Are You?

Ning Tao's nerves suddenly tightened, and there was a subconscious movement in his hand to pull Nanmen Xunxian behind him. After a second, though, he relaxed.

It was the ghost he was most familiar with, Ma Mian.

False alarm.

Sure enough, Ma Mian's dark voice came: "Follow me."

Hearing Ma Mian's voice, Nanmen Xunxian, who hadn't responded just now, suddenly became nervous: "Who?"

"Hey hey..." Ma Mian smiled slyly.

Ning Tao said: "Brother Ma Mian, don't scare my wife, why are you here now?"

The void trembled, and the horse's face appeared. He was dressed in black, had a horse's face, and two horses. His eyes were bloodshot, and those eyes were terrifying.

This is the Yinxu, which is equivalent to a part of the underworld. His switching between reality and reality here is equivalent to changing his left hand for his right hand.

Ma Mianjiao was stepping on a spirit-evocating stick. Some prayer flags were wrapped around the stick, as well as some people's hair and fleshy tendons.

It was the first time for Ning Tao to see his magic weapon, and he was a little uncomfortable at first sight.

Ma Mian said: "I've left this treasure at home for a long time, but this time I took it out, brother, I'm doing my best for your affairs."

Ning Tao bowed slightly: "Brother Ma Gaoyi, brother is unforgettable."

The face that should be given is still given.

Nanmen Xunxian has also obtained some information from the conversation between Ning Tao and Ma Mian, she is no longer nervous, and straight to the point: "It turns out that the Mamian God of the Yin family, I am Ning Tao's wife Nanmen Xunxian, We encountered a little trouble, someone chased and killed our husband and wife, and asked the horse-faced god to provide me with a refuge."

The husband gives face, and the wife gives a high hat.

The horse face is very useful, with a smile on his face: "Take a small matter, come with me."

Ning Tao said: "Brother Ma, where are you taking us? Then Lin Qinghua locked my wife with some magical method, and he can find it wherever he hides."

Ma Mian said: "I just came from Chang'an City. That guy is really powerful. The Black Cloud Prison is a death cell built with ghost coffins. The spell is useless in the world of the sun, but it is powerful in the ruins. Fortunately, you guys escaped

Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous. But this Yinxu is also Brother Yu's territory, he will definitely not find the place I took you to. "

Ning Tao didn't ask any more questions, he just said, "Brother Ma leads the way."

Ma Mian stepped on the spirit stick and flew to the west. Ning Tao was shot in the flesh, and followed him with his arms around the Nanmen Xunxian.

"Husband, he is a ghost messenger, how did you become friends with him?" Nanmen Xunxian asked curiously.

Ning Tao said: "When you were still Xue Weiyang, I met you and your daughter on the way to Hainan. I helped him a favor and we became friends. You were not yet awakened at that time, so I was worried that I would scare you." , let you mother and daughter fall asleep."

Xue Weiyang and her daughter have never met Ma Mian, so she has no relevant memories.

However, Nanmen Xunxian was only a little interested in how Ning Tao and Ma Mian met. She leaned into Ning Tao's ear and whispered: "Ning Lang, when you get to the place of refuge, you send him away."

Ning Tao froze for a moment: "Why?"

A red cloud appeared on the cheeks of Nanmen Xunxian: "There is only one solution to this crisis, and that is good fortune. I know that Ning Lang is a hero of the world, and I am not afraid of that Lin Qinghua, but I only have this chance , you have to hurry... open the door."

This is because the teapot is not in a hurry, but the teacup is in a hurry. You need tea soup to be reincarnated, but the teacup is always dry. How can this work? You have to make tea quickly.

Ning Tao's heart fluttered, and the hand around the waist slipped slightly, and landed on the plump and upturned place. When did he refuse such a sacred and great thing?

Nanmen Xunxian twisted slightly, but couldn't get rid of that hand, she said shyly: "Don't be impatient, it's not good to be seen by that horse face."

Why did I become anxious?

Ning Tao was a little speechless, so he squeezed it half lightly.

Nanmen Xunxian bit her cherry lips, her eyes seemed to want to bite Ning Tao.

Ma Mian glanced back.

Ning Tao's hand clattered back to Nanmen Xunxian's waist, in a dignified gesture.

"Brother Ning, come down with me." Ma Mian said, then pressed down the spirit stick and dived down to the ground.

Ning Tao suppressed the shot in the flesh and followed.

There are rolling mountains below, and there is a familiar feeling of being here before. Ning Tao took a closer look and quickly identified it. The following is a section of Qinling Mountains.

A sullen voice suddenly came from the void: "Ning Tao! You are a coward, do you think you can escape? I rule the world, and you have nowhere to escape! Hand her over! Hand over her!"

The sound was mighty, not coming from a specific direction, but coming from all directions, as if there were a million Lin Qinghua in the void, standing densely in a circle, standing upright, with a Paint tube, and then said this sentence in unison.

Immediately afterwards, layers of black clouds suppressed from the top of the head, and the four fields were also filled with black air, and in a blink of an eye they became a prison wall of black clouds!

Did he lock this time and space?

This mana is against the sky!

Originally, Ning Tao hadn't taken Lin Qinghua seriously in his heart, thinking that if he hadn't wanted to protect Nanmen Xunxian, he could have killed him in the flesh. But at this moment, seeing Lin Qinghua's boundless magic power and the speed at which he can lock this space, he felt a little uncertain.

"Ning Lang, he's here..." Nanmen Xunxian became nervous again.

Ning Tao comforted her: "Don't be nervous, with me here, he can't hurt you."

Ma Mian turned around and said, "Quick! Don't fall!"

After the sound fell, he suddenly accelerated his speed and swooped down towards a mountain peak.

Ning Tao followed closely and swooped down towards the mountain.

In the sky, black clouds surged, leaving only the last gap. And even that small gap, it's shrinking fast. On the ground, black air formed a wall, connecting the sky and the ground, and the prison wall had already been built.

Same as the situation in Chang'an, that gap is already Ning Tao's last "life gate", it is closing, but he is diving to the bottom of the prison.

Ma Mian swooped down to the top of that mountain in a blink of an eye. He brushed the side of the mountain and plunged into the canyon on the side of the mountain.

The canyon was extremely dark and bottomless.

Ning Tao followed the horse face and swooped down.

At this moment, he has no other choice but to believe that Ma Mian really has a hiding place. Otherwise, he would have no choice but to fight Lin Qinghua with a horse face. In that case, whether he can still protect Nanmen Xunxian is really uncertain.

call--

A gust of wind blew in, carrying the smell of rotting corpses, making one sick from smelling it. However, there were blood-colored snowflakes in the strong wind, as if millions of people died on it, and then those blood turned into snowflakes and fell down.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and blood fell.

This is a scene of death!

This scene is magnificent, poignant, and can touch people's hearts.

Pieces of snowflakes collided with the gun energy field of the gun in the flesh, and there was a crackling sound in an instant. The blood-colored mist penetrated into the gun energy field and attacked Ning Tao and Nanmen Xunxian!

boom!

A terrifying scene suddenly appeared in front of Ning Tao's eyes. It felt like being shot through a void boundary wall at high speed and came to another space.

Here is a battlefield.

In front of him and Nanmen Xunxian was a huge army that could not be seen at a glance, with spears like forests, war horses roaring, and banners tumbling. Those soldiers are all dead without exception, and they are not the army of one country. There are Mongolian iron cavalry, European Crusaders, Persian undead army, strong Han army... There are countless countries, there are how many people. The feeling is that those who died in the history of human warfare are here, and they want revenge.

Boom! Boom...

The dull footsteps sounded like a bell, and a giant carrying a coffin came out of the army.

That was Lin Qinghua.

"Ning Tao, you can't escape!" Lin Qinghua roared, "Give her to me!"

Ning Tao looked at Nanmen Xunxian in her arms, her eyes were closed and her body was trembling violently.

"You can't save her! Open your dog eyes!" Lin Qinghua waved his hand.

The battle was surging, and women were escorted out one by one.

They are all reincarnations of Nanmen Xunxian, and they are her life fire. Some of them are young girls, some are simple peasant women, some are noble ladies, some are gray-haired old women, different races, different ages, but they all have the same feature, that is, the faces of Nanmen Xunxian.

Nanmen Xunxian shook his head in pain: "Don't...don't..."

"Look, how many can you save?" Lin Qinghua suddenly rushed towards Ning Tao, and the ground shook when he moved.

Ning Tao snorted coldly: "I was breathing in the womb, and I heard the voice of the Great Dao."

when!

God's bell is ringing.

Tianwei mighty!

Where the bell rang, the army of the dead disappeared, the reincarnation of Nanmen Xunxian also disappeared, and Lin Qinghua disappeared, leaving only flying blood flowers.

Everything just now was just an illusion caused by a demon. If it weren't for "Your Sutra", it would be very difficult to get out of that illusion, but once he slowed down a step, Lin Qinghua really caught up.

Nanmen Xunxian also opened his eyes, which were full of fear and nervousness. She was obviously also affected by the demonization of the blood flower just now, and was dragged into a terrible illusion. If it weren't for "Your Sutra", she would still be unable to extricate herself from it.

Ning Tao didn't care to comfort her, his eyes locked on the horse's face flying in front, and the bottom of the canyon that was close at hand.

There is a quagmire at the bottom of the canyon. The quagmire is full of animal and human bones, white and dense. The black aura lingered in the quagmire, but it wasn't the evil aura that Lin Qinghua made with the ghost coffin, it was the natural dead aura.

This place is unusual.

The horse flying in front did not stop at all, and plunged into the quagmire.

Ning Tao didn't hesitate, didn't slow down, and even got shot in the flesh and plunged into the quagmire.

Crash!

The mud exploded, but there was no feeling of falling into the quagmire. The gun in the flesh plunged into the quagmire. The distorted light in front of Ning Tao's eyes only lasted for a second and then disappeared, replaced by a strange scene.

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