Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 277 Instant Death

Under the dark sky, time seemed to stand still.

The red umbrella broke through the air and flew behind Liu San at such a high speed that ordinary people might not even be able to see the shadow of the red umbrella.

But even so, it was still a step too late, Liu San looked forward in horror, the paper ashes flickering on his body, no matter how flickering.

There was no sign of his ghost domain opening, and with a click, Liu San's head fell off.

The paper man's face was full of bewilderment, and the corpse wrapped in yellow paper slowly fell to the ground.

The yellow paper continued to turn into ashes, gradually revealing a headless old corpse from a mountain village.

Liu San died instantly, without even a chance to escape.

Lin Qian's pupils shrank slightly:
"Stay away from that thing! That thing can affect thinking, let us ignore its existence!"

At this moment, Lin Qian finally understood something, since he entered Ghost Painting, he forgot one crucial thing.

This is true when controlling ghost paintings, and it is also true before.

He forgot from the beginning to the end that there has always been an extremely terrifying ghost in the ghost painting.

It was a fierce ghost nailed by three blood-colored coffins, a ghost that was not completely suppressed even after being nailed by three coffins.

Or it should not be said to have forgotten, but to be affected, they have been affected from the very beginning, the ability of Li Gui, subconsciously forget its existence.

Even Lin Qian was affected, he only remembered this matter when he saw that terrifying ghost.

Three ghosts suddenly appeared on Wang Chaling's body, a chill erupted, and a hand as black as ink was grabbed by the three ghosts.

Just a few centimeters difference, that hand almost touched Wang Chaling's neck.

Wang Chaling came to the vicinity of Lin Qian with a flicker, and there was some panic in his eyes, he almost died.

Looking at the hands tightly grasped by his grandparents and father, Wang Chaling's expression was extremely solemn, but suddenly his expression changed.

I saw the captured pitch-black ghost hand, and the darkness in that ghost's hand quickly spread to the first and second generations of the Wang family. In just an instant, the three ghosts were engulfed by the pitch-black darkness.

It was at this moment that Wang Chaling could clearly see where the darkness was, it was clearly a burning black will-o'-the-wisp.

The black fire surged, and the three ghosts who had held onto the ghost's hands tightly let go of their hands, and stopped in place so forcefully.

Wang Chaling's face changed drastically: "Grandpa and the others are suppressed! How is this possible!"

But Lin Qian's eyes were deep, blue and red flickered, and the red umbrella reappeared in his hand. He flickered, appeared in front of the burning black flame ghost, and swept across the ghost.

But before the umbrella touched the ghost, the ghost disappeared.

However, at this moment, behind Yang Jian, behind Ye Zhen, behind Li Leping, even Xie Qi, Fan Ba, Fang Shiming, Jiang Shangbai, behind the four of them, at the same time, a black flame appeared. Ghost.

Yang Jian's pupils shrank extremely, all the ghost eyes on his body popped out, and the ghost stood up directly, red light flickered, the ghost domain superimposed, and the ghost grabbed behind him.

But even so, Yang Jian's head was crushed to pieces with only a click.

Black flames filled the air, and the overlapping ghost eyes were all closed in an instant. The ghost image was directly enveloped by the black flame, and was suppressed in an instant.

"Fuck! What a joke!"

This was Yang Jian's last thought before his consciousness disappeared.

Lin Qian's eyes shrank suddenly, a little unbelievable, Yang Jian died like this?Can't even restart it?

What a joke!
But this wasn't over yet, Li Leping fell from the treetop with a plop, his torn body was shocking, and the expression on that head was full of horror.

Li Leping died instantly!
砰

There was a dull collision sound, and a figure flew out from the plum tree.

With a bang, the paper ash on the ground surged up, and a twisted and inhuman figure fell straight onto the ground.

The blood-stained long sword was held tightly by him.

It was Ye Zhen, who slashed out with a sword, and his life and death were uncertain.

"Fuck, what is it, old eight, smoke it!"

Xie Qi's ferocious face was full of madness, and the chains on his body danced in the air, entangled with that human-shaped black shadow in an instant.

But at the moment when the chain touched the human figure, black flames spread out, and in the blink of an eye, Xie Qi turned into a black shadow.

The sound of screams and wailing sounded, Fan Ba's expression froze, and a stick sword stabbed towards his back, but it was only for a moment, and he was also engulfed by the terrifying black flame.

In less than a second, two corpses burning with black flames fell to the ground.

Xie Qi and Fan Ba ​​died instantly.

The corpses of Fang Shiming and Jiang Shangbai fell on the ground at this moment, one was torn apart, the other was twisted into twists, and the death conditions were extremely miserable.

It is also an instant death, without the slightest ability to fight back.

Lin Qian stared at all this with blood-red pupils. He couldn't believe it. In his ghost domain, a ghost instantly killed seven people. One of them didn't know whether he was alive or not, and there was only one ghost left on each person.

There is one more person, unknown.

"There are derivative ghosts, and the derivative ghosts are equally terrifying!"

The chains on the red umbrella in Lin Qian's hands collided crazily, and the crisp and pleasant sound of the collision resounded throughout the ghost domain.

The red umbrella opened, and blood rained in the sky in an instant. Starving ghosts with red eyes flashing appeared in every corner of the ghost domain, stepping on the blood of ghosts and gathering.

The wedding dress on the treacherous bride swayed wildly, and a ghost spread throughout the ghost domain. At the moment when this ghost appeared, Lin Qian's face became extremely gray, and a dead silence enveloped his face.

This is the ghost of the tricky bride. He is now using the ability of the tricky bride forcibly, and the supernatural power of using the ancient marriage words has not disappeared.

There are still some leftovers, otherwise Lin Qian would not be able to control the tricky bride to use her ability to move ghosts.

Even so, he was reluctant.

The rain of blood poured down from the sky, and soon formed a rain curtain. Wang Chaling came to Lin Qian's side with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

His eyes were fixed on the ghosts burning with black flames.

Today they were defeated, eleven captains came in, seven died instantly, Ye Zhen didn't know if he was dead or not, three of the four ghosts on him were suppressed by the weird and terrifying black flame.

There was only one left, his mother, who had protected him from the curse.

Wei Jing didn't know what the situation was now, but judging by his posture, he probably was hanging.

"Lin Wudi, what is this thing? With one move, Ye almost went to see Emperor Zhenwu."

Ye Zhen suddenly appeared beside Lin Qian, his body was filled with coldness, and his face was extremely ugly.

The long sword in his hand was extremely scarlet.

Lin Qian stared fixedly at the seven or eight fierce ghosts burning with black flames. The ghost blood turned into a blood mist as soon as it touched the flames.

The starving ghosts exploded before they even got close to the ghosts, and puffs of green smoke filled the air.

The blood was hazy, and the red mist covered the whole world.

"I know this thing. When I first entered Ghost Painting, I saw it in a room in that building. At that time, he was nailed to the wall with three coffin nails."

"At that time, I clearly saw that even the three coffin nails did not completely restrain it."

Lin Qian turned the red umbrella in his hand violently, Lin Qian, Ye Zhen, Wang Chaling, and the terrified little girl all disappeared into this world.

One of the abilities of the red umbrella is to enter the deep ghost realm.

The moment Lin Qian brought all the living people into the deep ghost domain, three black hands filled with blood mist grabbed the air.

Lin Qian's face was extremely ugly. Ye Zhen held the long sword in his hand and stared at the seven or eight ghosts:

"There are ghosts of this level in this world? Are the three coffin nails not nailed?"

Lin Qian looked at the poor Ke Ke who was huddled in the bride's arms, and was very silent. After a while, he opened his mouth and said:
"I don't know either, anyway, that's the thing."

"Not long ago, when I entered the ghost painting with you, I felt a little strange, but because I lost the ghost painting ghost domain at that time, I didn't notice this abnormality at the first time."

"Even, at that time, I actually forgot that there was still this ghost in that building."

"Thinking about it now, at that time, this ghost had already broken free from the coffin nails, and it began to affect us the moment we entered, making us subconsciously ignore the existence of this ghost in the building."

"Otherwise, according to my personality, once I remember that there are such ghosts in the building, I will never tell you to cut down that building together."

"As for why the ghost didn't attack us immediately at that time."

"It's very possible that at that time he hadn't completely escaped from the predicament. With the addition of the Sly Bride entering the ghost painting, the ghost painting's ability has temporarily changed."

"Plus, I was driving Guihua at that time, and during that period of time, Guihua's supernatural power was the strongest, so at that time, the ghost was not completely out of trouble."

Ye Zhen's pupils shrank sharply. Hearing Lin Qian's analysis, Ye Zhen couldn't help but feel scared for a while.

If at that time, this ghost suddenly appeared and attacked him, he would definitely die, even if it wasn't an instant death, it wouldn't last long.

"Team Lin, what should we do now?"

Wang Chaling stared at the seven or eight ghosts standing on the sea of ​​blood, and asked in a very solemn voice.

Lin Qian didn't speak, and the dead silence on his face became more and more intense. Looking at the outside world, in less than ten seconds, a sea of ​​blood had already appeared, and starving ghosts rushed towards the ghosts one after another.

But without exception, all of them died, and they didn't even have a chance to touch the black flame.

The blood was continuously evaporated by the black flames, and the scarlet mist had already enveloped the entire sea of ​​blood.

If the three of them were not ordinary people, they might not even be able to clearly see the ghost in the blood mist.

An extremely exaggerated chill drifted out from the bride's body, and the sea of ​​blood began to stir up waves, following the appearance of this extremely weird spirit.

Standing on the sea of ​​blood, the fierce ghosts who were constantly burning with ghost blood suddenly leaned together as if they were out of control.

In less than one breath, seven or eight black flame ghosts gathered into one.

However, at this moment, the sea of ​​blood quickly evaporated, bark, bark, bark, a large amount of blood mist appeared.

The terrifying black will-o'-the-wisp exploded instantly, as if it was resisting something.

Lin Qian's eyes were full of viciousness, and on the red umbrella in his hand, on the surface and handle of the umbrella, two beautiful and beautiful scrolls kept surging.

The lotus moves with the water, the peach blossoms fall, the mandarin ducks bathe in the water, and the bride and groom stand slightly.

In the sky, a red light flickered, and cracks appeared one after another. A starved ghost, holding a long blood-stained knife in its hand, slashed across the air, and slashed at the ghost one after another.

A ghost-head knife suddenly appeared in Lin Qian's hand, and with his arm, he slashed at the ghost standing on the sea of ​​blood.

Ye Zhen's face was solemn, and he swung his long sword across the air, and slashed down on his head, with awe-inspiring momentum.

Lin Qian didn't speak, but Ye Zhen already understood what he meant, to attack from a long distance, to see if he could dismantle this ghost whose horror level is higher than the sky.

There are the bride's ghost trick, Lin Qian's ghost blood, the red umbrella's ghost, the infinite starving ghost, Zhang Xianguang's big sword, the beheading ghost's ghost head knife, and Ye Zhen's long sword.

He still doesn't believe it, he can't kill this thing today.

Of the eleven captains, seven were dead, and the life of one was uncertain, so there were only three of them left at this moment.

If this frankly goes out, the headquarters will vomit blood.

Two knives and one sword slashed at the ghost at the same time, and the ghost fought crazily. The black flame on the ghost's body was cut several times in an instant.

A series of hideous wounds appeared on the black flame, but within less than a breath, the black flame gathered again, and the blood mist filled the air.

The sea of ​​blood was continuously evaporated, and the horror continued.

In the entire ghost domain, the ferocious sound of gold and iron kept echoing, and the disaster continued to affect the ghost.

Lin Qian's eyes were cold:

"I'm going to see today, is it because I'm suppressing you, or because my consciousness is dying!"

The Ghost Head Knife slashed down heavily, drawing a black mark in the air, filled with dark and ghostly aura.

From the sea of ​​blood, starving ghosts emerged one after another from the sea of ​​blood, rushing towards the terrifying ghost one after another.

Today either Lin Qian suppressed it and then ate it, or his consciousness was consumed by the tricky bride's ability to summon ghosts.

He's gone all out today.

"Ms. Ye has never been subjected to such bird-like behavior in this life. I really think that Mr. Ye is a piece of rubbish!"

The coldness permeated Ye Zhen's body, and the long sword in his hand kept slashing at the terrifying ghost. Every time he cut a sword, the coldness on his body was reduced by one point.

For a dead ghost, what can't be replaced?Even if it is a ghost, I will show you for death.

Wang Chaling's face was pale. Beside him, a ghost with the appearance of a middle-aged woman was staring sullenly at the ghost in the sea of ​​blood.

The constant coldness pervading his body is a curse. Wang Chaling's mother can not only block the curse, but also release it.

He understood today that either they imprisoned this ghost, or the ghost consumed them to death.

There is no other way, because he has already felt that Lin Qian can't leave the ghost painting. From the time when the tricky bride appeared and completed the engagement, Lin Qian couldn't leave the ghost painting.

Lin Qian can only leave Ghost Painting unless the cunning bride leaves.

There was a torrential rain of blood in the sky, and the undulating ghosts on the sea of ​​blood were constantly under attack, and the black flames continued to splatter in all directions, but without exception, all of them gathered again in the blink of an eye.

There were countless ghosts in the sea of ​​blood, Lin Qian's face became more and more pale, and the blood red in his pupils became more and more intense.

But suddenly, Lin Qian's pupils shrank slightly, and his expression was a little surprised.

Not only Lin Qian, but also Ye Zhen and Wang Chaling.

I saw a jet-black shadow suddenly emerge from the turbulent sea of ​​blood, and ghost eyes gleaming scarlet were constantly turning on that shadow.

Holding an old hatchet, Heiying stabbed at the ghost without any hesitation.

There is no need for a medium, the entire sea of ​​blood is a medium!
"Lin Qian, you have to get me a body for me!"

"Otherwise I will cut you off!"

(End of this chapter)