infinite danger

Chapter 218

The blood climbed up the smooth forearm, and evaporated after hitting the edge of the copper coin.The vibration frequency of the copper coin became faster, and it was already on the verge of awakening.

It was the first time that a copper coin actively sucked blood, and Ji Siwei was caught off guard.He originally didn't want to use the energy of copper coins in a short period of time.

The blood was flowing on the cold white skin, and the visual impact was very strong. The driver licked his chapped lips, and his eyes showed a fierce look: "The smell of blood is really exciting..."

The malice on the driver was the strongest Ji Siwei had ever seen. No wonder Uncle Flyer's talisman was useless to him.

The driver smiled cruelly, raised his sinister bone spur and slammed it down.

Ji Si escaped dangerously, and the black mist on the bone spur swept over his shoulder, cutting off a piece of his sleeve in an instant.

"You are very talented and have a few brushes, but you are still a living person. If you spend time in the ghost realm, you will soon be sucked dry by the yin energy here, and your death will be painful. Why don't you let me..."

The driver grimaced and approached again, a cold light suddenly penetrated the driver's chest, he let out a cry of pain, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

The cold light stopped less than half a meter away from Ji Siwei, and he stared at it, and it turned out to be a silver needle.

The ghost boy stood behind the driver, holding a thin red thread in his hand, and pulled it casually. The driver who was hit by the needle fell to the ground like a marionette.

Ji Siwei got away temporarily, looked down, and saw that the copper coin was floating above his wrist, frantically absorbing the blood from his body, emitting a pure and dangerous red light.

A few soft red silk threads were drilled out of the square hole of the copper coin. Ji Siwei looked up at the ghost boy who was fighting with the driver, and said seriously, "Brother Nalan, take You Tingting to hide temporarily!"

The ghost boy's body was covered with green mist, his voice was low and hoarse, a little worried: "But he..."

The ghost boy knew that as long as he retreated, all the evil spirits would surely pounce on Ji Siwei.

At this time, dozens of red silk threads have already poked their heads, tangled in one place, like a budding flower on the other side.Ji Siwei's body felt cold, he wiped off the blood on his arm, and said decisively: "Don't pay attention to him, hurry up!"

The ghost boy looked into Ji Siwei's eyes through the yellow talisman, waved his long sleeves, avoided the driver's bone spurs, rolled up You Tingting who was fighting, and disappeared out of thin air.

The driver didn't chase after the ghost boy, and came back to Ji Siwei in a flash, holding a bone spur and stabbing him in the chest.

Ji Si is not afraid in the face of danger, and his backhand is a knife.Bitter blood mist was cut out from the blade, and a knife mark was carved on the bone spur, forcing the driver to move backward for more than half a meter.

The driver's soul became a little more transparent, his eyes were covered by black mist, his expression became more ferocious, the veins on his neck protruded, and he was about to charge up again with a loud drink.

"咻咻......" The red silk thread is like a vigorous plant, growing at an astonishing speed. The dense red thread is like a fishing line thrown by a fisherman, and it is wrapped around the cold bone spurs in an orderly manner, layer by layer.

The bone spur had a serious origin, and the red silk thread could not be digested as quickly as before.

The driver gritted his teeth and clenched the bone spur, dragging back with all his strength.

The driver reached the limit, but the bone spurs did not move at all, and there was a faint tendency to be dragged away by the red line. He was so anxious that he was so angry.

The red thread kept climbing up, and was about to touch the driver's skin. The black mist in his eyes fluctuated violently, and he immediately let go.

The driver was still not reconciled, he held it empty, and there was an extra iron spike in his hand.

The red silk thread was still digesting that tough bone, and Ji Siwei was dragged in place.

"Swish... Swish..." The huge centipede rushed behind the driver like a flash of lightning, arched its body and opened its huge jaws, biting towards the driver's head.

The driver was unprepared and couldn't dodge hastily. An arm was bitten off by the centipede.

The centipede whimpered and swallowed the severed arm.

The driver gasped in pain, and an arm grew out of the fracture, but his soul and body were obviously weaker than before.

The driver was furious, went around the centipede's head, and hammered it to the ground.The soul power gap between the centipede and the driver is quite large, if it hadn't been for a surprise attack, it would have never succeeded just now.

The poor little centipede's extremely hard shell was blown apart, and streams of dark green blood spewed out.

After venting his anger, the driver raised the spike in his hand, ready to give the centipede a fatal blow.At the juncture of life and death, Ji Siwei threw out the black knife and cut off the driver's palm with his wrist.

The severed palm fell down together with the spikes, the driver screamed miserably, and the next moment, the red silk thread that digested the bone spurs wrapped around his body.

It was unbearably hot, and his whole body was covered with excruciating pain, as if his soul had been thrown into the raging flames to be roasted repeatedly.

The driver bit the tip of his tongue and pulled the blood vessel-like red thread. The thin red thread was extremely tough, not only did it not break, it also cut his palm, and greedily drilled into it, eroding his soul.

In a trance, the driver caught a glimpse of the owners of these strange red lines, a dust-free young man standing coldly in the chaotic void, his eyes were as deep red as shining gems, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

The vermilion petals fell on the boy's body and turned into a little bit of starlight. Through him, the driver suddenly remembered a person he had seen many years ago. Instinctive fear climbed up his back, and his dying eyes suddenly opened, showing an expression of extreme horror. : "You live... live..."

The red silk thread climbed up the driver's mouth and invaded along the mouth. The second half of the sentence failed to come out. The driver rolled his eyes and dropped his hand weakly.

Uncle Leaflet escaped from the encirclement of evil spirits, looked at Ji Siwei with a pale face and red silk thread wrapped around his arms, his eyes were shocked: "Pretty boy, you..."

"Uncle, do me a favor." Ji Siwei didn't have time to explain, and pointed at the dying centipede lying on the ground with the tip of his knife: "Save it."

Ji Siwei still can't completely control the red thread, he dare not get close to the little centipede, fearing that the out-of-control red thread will swallow it together.

The little centipede is the helper left by the ghost boy, and he will never allow it to have an accident.

"Okay." Uncle Leaflet agreed simply, squatting in front of the centipede and stretching out his hand, the centipede became as thick as a finger, and burrowed into his palm.

The flyer uncle carefully put the little centipede into the glass bottle, then turned to look at Ji Siwei: "Is this the energy of the copper coin seal?"

After the red thread devoured the driver's soul, it began to spread around. Ji Siwei's hair was blown by the unexplained wind. He nodded, "I can't completely control it for the time being. Maybe it won't be until the Yin energy here is exhausted. stop."

On the basement floor of Tianwan Plaza, Uncle Leaflet once witnessed the awakening of copper coins. At that time, he spent a lot of effort to temporarily seal the copper coins.

But this time, the energy released by the copper coins was far beyond the controllable range of Uncle Leaflet, and he knew it couldn't be sealed.

Uncle Flyer frowned: "This is a ghost path, there are always ghosts traveling through, full of Yin energy, I'm worried that you won't be able to wait for the time to stop."

If he waited here any longer, Ji Siwei might explode and die.

Ji Siwei took a deep breath and asked as calmly as possible: "Uncle, do you know how to get out of here?"

The last time he went out by mistake, he didn't know the correct way to get out of the ghost way.

"Go back the way you came, the exit is on the way." Uncle Leaflet said seriously: "But, can you go now?"

The red thread has hunted more than a dozen evil spirits and is devouring them.

"Give it a try." Ji Siwei closed his eyes, and a pair of ethereal wings made of red blood mist appeared behind him.

The wings fluttered and flew lightly along the way he came and went.

After flying a few meters, the red silk thread sensed his intentions and grabbed his body to walk back.

"boom!"

During the tug-of-war, Ji Siwei planted among the flowers, and the wings on his back shattered into a pool of starlight.

The vehicles on the road had all disappeared, and the wild flowers of the other shore spread to both ends, and there was no end in sight. Ji Siwei struggled to sit up, and suddenly felt his arms were very hot.

He rolled up his sleeves and saw a strange rune growing on his arm at some point. He couldn't understand the content of the rune, but felt that his body was about to be burst by the Yin Qi pouring into his body.His internal organs were crushed, his heart ached, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

After wiping off the blood from the corner of his lips, Ji Siwei felt a gentle force emerge from his heart, gently protecting his heart veins.

It's a symbol drawn by Uncle Leaflet!

The uncle didn't look at the hexagrams at the end, but he expected that Ji Siwei would be doomed today, so he pasted a life-saving talisman on him in advance.

Uncle Leaflet ran to Ji Siwei's vicinity, but was blocked by the overwhelming blood mist, unable to get close to him.

Uncle Leaflet had no choice but to shout with all his strength: "Thinking about danger, hold on! We can win!"

Ji Siwei heard his voice, a little smile appeared in his indifferent eyes, and he felt that his body didn't feel so painful anymore: "Uncle, don't worry, I will hold on."

The Ghost Dao was glowed red by the blood mist and the flowers of the other shore everywhere, so red that it was ominous and shocking.

Countless ghosts were buried here, and those with low soul power quickly turned into fly ash when they touched the flower petals, while stronger evil ghosts endured the pain of their souls being burned and fled crazily.

"Live Hades... Live Hades..."

"It's the Living Hades..."

"The Living Hades is back..."

"Escape! Escape!"

The evil spirits screamed and fled in terror, and no one wanted to end up in a frightened state.

"Huya! How are you?!" The eight-tailed cat's eyes were covered with blood mist, and it couldn't hear the response. It paced back and forth uneasily: "No, I have to go!"

Little puppet: "The little puppet has to go too!"

"Don't go there!" Uncle Leaflet stopped them, raised his hand and waved twelve talisman papers to form a barrier, enclosing the eight-tailed cat and the puppet.

Uncle Leaflet clapped his hands and shook his head: "It's my poor eyesight, I didn't realize that Siwei is the reincarnation of the King of Hades! What was sealed in the copper coin should be the energy and soul fragments of the King of Hades who Ji Lao worked so hard to protect! Now the seal is about to be lifted, you and I will go over, I'm afraid we will lose our lives."

"Should we just let Huya fend for itself?" The eight-tailed cat bared its teeth: "I can't let him have an accident under his nose!"

"It's useless for you to go there." Uncle Leaflet stroked his beard: "I've already used a talisman to protect his heart. Whether this mortal body can survive it depends on the good luck of the pretty boy."

In the middle of the blood mist, Ji Siwei raised his head, his exposed skin was covered with complex runes, and red silk threads grew out of the wound on his arm and pierced into the ground.

Several cracks appeared on the road surface, extending outwards, the flowers on the other side were uprooted, and the petals fell into the bottomless gap.

"Thrilling...thrilling..." Lightning-like lines cracked in the gloomy sky, revealing dazzling light.The whole world was shaking, and at this moment, the whole world became Ji Siwei's nourishment.

"The ghost world is about to collapse!" The expression on Uncle Leaflet's face froze, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "If this red thread is pierced all the way into the underworld, the eighteenth floor of hell will also collapse! Heaven and earth!"