C125 (1/2)

The scorching flames emitted a monstrous red light, separating out a sealed space. Inside the barrier, Ling Yun and the old man solemnly looked at each other. No one dared to relax their guard, but the old man was afraid, not Ling Yun, but the magic box in Ling Yun's hands.

The old man trembled as he held the Fireeye Scepter and asked, ”Cough cough, quickly tell me, how did this old man feel a tiny bit of my son's aura from it, and it was actually surrounded by tens of thousands of soul forces?”

Saying that, the old man took a deep breath, raised the scepter and faced Ling Yun's nose. Although his tone showed some traces of cowardice, his words did not give Ling Yun the slightest leeway to retreat.

”Hey, I say, old mister, don't be like this, what should be said has already been said, just like what Fan Mu had said before. If you don't believe me, I can only prove it to you,” Lingyun had a more polite expression, he raised his hand to discard the scepter in front of him and said helplessly. The remaining warmth of the scepter made his heart tremble.

The old man's pupils shrank as he curled his lips and asked, ”Interesting, what do you think?”

”Cough cough, this … ”If you have offended you in any way, please forgive me …” Lingyun wanted to speak but hesitated. Considering that the old man might have lost control of his emotions after enclosing the scene in the box, Lingyun hesitated.

Without waiting for her to think, the old man's face became irritated and he said impatiently, ”Interesting? ”Don't keep me guessing. If you can prove it, then quickly do it. This old man will not be fooled by your nonsense.”

He knew in the bottom of his heart that the Lingyun in front of him was just a little kid, and there was no need to be afraid of him at all. Adding on the fact that his own son's aura was in the other party's hands, he could not help but feel a little disgusted. Therefore, at this point, the elder did not intend to give Lingyun face.

He knew that at this very moment, the old man was definitely not in a good mood. Since that was the case, before he knew the truth, it would be best not to provoke him with words, lest his opponent lose control of his emotions and end up with a loss of his soul.

Lingyun coughed lightly, and the magic box in his hands flashed by. A hint of fear arose from the bottom of his heart, and he reminded, ”Old sir, you must focus on not getting invaded by some chaotic items.”

His left hand gently caressed the magic box, and slowly opened a hole in the corner. Unexpectedly, a ghost aura suddenly flowed out from the side of the magic box, and turned into a black shadow of a skeleton, turning into black smoke, like a demonic vine, it wrapped around the old man's body, and covered his eyes.

The old man only felt his vision go black. With a bang, the Scepter fell to the ground. As it scattered, sparks formed a few holes on the surface of the grey robe.

”This place is …” The old man muttered to himself as he looked at the scene around him. He lowered his head to look at the changes in his body, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The old man unconsciously swayed his body, but he discovered that he couldn't control the direction he was heading. He tilted his head and looked around, and saw that the white bones were actually hidden in the sand, and even though he had killed many people in his life and gone to war, he had still seen them. However, this mountain of bones still made the old man feel really sick.