flash.

What is flashing?

Move in a flash.

Jin Ling looked at himself blankly.

Just a moment ago, he was still in mid-air on the east side of this mourning hall.

After a thought, he was in mid-air due south.

The two places were two to three feet apart, but it only took a moment to do so.

Between these two places, it seemed that he had not even left a trace of his figure at all. He just disappeared out of thin air at the same place and appeared out of thin air in another place.

If ordinary people saw this situation, their first thought would be that it was haunted.

Even an immortal with great strength and speed would be shocked when he saw this scene.

Moreover, in these two places where he appeared, there were clouds of dense cold air that were constantly spreading and permeating the air, making his figure appear shadowy and blurry, truly like a ghost.

.......

"It's so cold."

The guards outside the mourning hall were all hopping and rubbing their hands to keep warm.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion as they looked at the mourning hall that seemed to be shrouded in waves of mist.

"Isn't it haunted inside?" A guard said with a trembling voice, "Young Master, Young Master, if others are in there, is there any danger?"

Zhao Tianming frowned and looked at the mourning hall. He was also in a contradiction. He wanted to obey Jin Ling's orders, but he was also afraid that he would encounter real dangers and unexpected things inside.

In the end, the consciousness of obeying orders prevailed, and he said to everyone: "Everyone follows the young master's instructions and guards the surroundings. Don't think too much about other things."

After hearing this, several guards finally came up with an idea. Everyone returned to their original places of duty, not daring to take another step away without permission.

They didn't pay attention. Just as they were talking, a black shadow that was almost integrated into the night quietly passed over their heads and landed in the shadow of the eaves of the mourning hall.

...

Inside the mourning hall, the air became colder and colder.

Frost has begun to form in some places above the ground.

Jin Ling is still practicing and conceiving the true meaning of ghost travel. At this time, his face is pale, his eyes are dark, and the whites of his eyes have shrunk to a very small area, which is almost invisible if you don't look carefully. In addition, he is wearing a full

Wearing dark clothes, the whole person is floating in the cold mist of the mourning hall. His appearance alone can scare people to death.

His figure was erratic, left, right, up, down... He repeatedly practiced and mastered the secret of this move. Only when he felt that he had completely mastered it did he stop and fall gently.

on the ground.

He lit three incense sticks again and bowed to each of the three corpses in the mourning hall: "It's really inappropriate to practice here. It's really because this technique is weird, so I had to do it intentionally. It disturbed three of them, three of them

No wonder, here, I can’t apologize.”

Turning back and looking at the entrance of the mourning hall, I saw that the cold air inside and outside had not dissipated, and the whole mourning hall indeed looked gloomy. The guards around were looking here, with a bit of surprise in their expressions.

Knowing that his practice aroused their doubts, Jin Ling became more playful and decided to use them to test the actual combat effectiveness of Gui Youyou.

He stretched out his hand and tore off a piece of white banner cloth, tore it into a mask, and covered his face. Then he gathered a small amount of the power of the Ghost Leaving Soul technique to hide himself in a large expanse of cold mist, and then poured out of the mourning hall with the cold mist.

I saw a large piece of white mist rushing out from the mourning hall. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees turned into frost. Then I saw a black figure in the cold mist. The face seemed to be covered with white. It was swaying and swaying with the fog.

As for the movements that the human body can make, the guards outside are all eclipsed.

"Ghost!" A young guard immediately shouted in panic.

"What a ghost!" Zhao Tianming patted his head, "Where are the ghosts in this world? It must be bad guys hiding in the mourning hall, waiting for opportunities to cause trouble!" He pulled out the knife from his back and pointed it at Leng Wu, "Don't panic, everyone.

We forgot what we were doing! As guards, we were all panicked, what would the people in Jinyuan think of us! The five of us worked together to capture him!"

After hearing what he said, the other four guards calmed down, each with their weapons in hand, and surrounded Jin Ling.

The closer I get, the colder I feel throughout my body, and even my heart seems to be trembling with the coldness.

"Captain, you see it has been floating in this cold mist. If it were a human being, how could it be possible? It would have fallen down a long time ago!" The young guard approached and panicked again.

At this time, Jin Ling used the Ghost Youyou technique, which was completely different from any movement techniques of the Immortal School.

It's like a ghost floating in the air.

"Go!" Zhao Tianming shouted, "No matter what it is! We'll talk about it after we capture him!"

Take the lead and rush into the cold fog, aim at the vague figure in front of you, and strike with a knife!

Then, he heard the black figure scream, a high-pitched voice that made people's skin crawl all over. The figure suddenly flew straight up at an incredible angle, and then swayed back down again, surrounded by

They spin in circles.

While turning in circles, the black figure turned its head, and a white face with no facial features and only a few holes was vaguely visible.

"Ah!" The two guards screamed in fright. Their hearts were weak and their legs were weak, but out of duty, they held on and did not escape.

If there is no cold fog blocking it, a discerning person can tell at a glance that someone is deliberately pretending to be someone. However, in this cold fog that is already very blurry, people feel scared when their whole body is cold, and they can't see clearly.

Clearly preconceived, this kind of fear is really overwhelming.

Suddenly, the body of the black figure with a white face swayed and completely disappeared.

Missing?

Zhao Tianming and the other five people were immediately dumbfounded. Maybe he was a human being. How could he disappear from the place in an instant without leaving any trace of his body? This is simply impossible!

A high-pitched scream suddenly sounded in the young guard's ears. The guard turned his head subconsciously and screamed in fear. He saw an expressionless white face next to him, only a short distance away.

Far away!

In an instant, that guy came directly to me from that side?

Moreover, this guy's body is constantly exuding a cold feeling. How can this be the body temperature of a human being?

"Mom!" The young guard closed his eyes and slashed at Jin Ling madly with the fine iron knife in his hand.

Of course, he couldn't cut him, because almost at the same time as he took action, Jin Ling's figure reached behind Zhao Tianming, and stretched out his hand mischievously, trying to touch the back of his neck.

Zhao Tianming suddenly felt that the temperature behind him dropped sharply, and a deep coldness was approaching on the back of his neck. The hairs on his hair suddenly stood up, and he quickly jumped forward, twisting his body while moving forward, and slashed with a knife.

The knife cut away, and where he stood just now, there were only waves of cold mist.

"Captain, be careful, he is behind you!" One of the guards screamed in fright. He found that the body of the "ghost" followed Zhao Tianming in a completely unimaginable posture. It was as if it had no trace at all.

The weight is just like a feather on the body.

"I'll fight you!"
Chapter completed!