Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 272

Luo Yi can modify reality, and Fang Shiming can do the same. He mobilized the power of the evil spirit to levitate the streets on the ground. In this way, Luo Yi was higher than him, and the law of oppressive ghosts would be triggered.

But Luo Yi is not a person waiting to be killed. As early as the moment the ground shook, he made a decision. He clenched his five fingers in an instant, and exerted force from his back and waist. Sheathed his scabbard, and slashed at Fang Shiming in front of him.

Within the light of Senhan's sword, the terrifying ghosts exploded across the entire street like a torpedo thrown into the deep sea.

The vision was blurred, smoke and dust billowed everywhere, and the supernatural interference reached its maximum at this moment, even with Luo Yi's ghostly body, he lost his vision at this moment.

He couldn't tell the location and direction, but this didn't affect Luo Yi's sword attack. For him, there were only two people in this ghost world, as long as they didn't cut him, that was enough.

"Although I am sure that the first slash hit, in order to prevent fraudulent corpses, it is better to make up the slash!"

Taking advantage of his illness and killing him, Luo Yi's eyes were fierce, and with a vague sense, the long knife in his right hand cut a semicircle in the air, and slashed away again.

Not only that, Luo Yi's robe fluttered, and a rusty old coffin nail slipped from the cuff, his left hand was clenched behind his back, the tentacles were icy cold, a kind of penetrating chill went straight to the bottom of his heart.

He wanted to crucify Fang Shiming completely.

However, Luo Yi couldn't take a step forward, and a sudden force of gravity hit him on the back. This force was quite huge, as if a truck had hit him and crushed him under him.

"This Fang Shiming really isn't dead yet!"

Under this sudden attack, Luo Yi half-knelt down.

In his feeling, the things on his back were heavy and cold, as if there was a cold corpse lying on his back strangely, trying to press himself down.

"click, click"

With a crisp sound, blood oozes from the corner of Luo Yi's mouth. This is because the internal organs are under severe pressure and cannot hold on, resulting in damage to the internal organs.

"It seems that the second knife did not hit, otherwise he would not have a chance to make a move." Ghost Slashing Knife has the characteristic of ignoring distance and always hitting the knife, but the premise is that Luo Yi, the master, needs to lock the target. Under the interference, there was a deviation.

Luo Yi quietly concealed the coffin nails, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and struggled to stand up.

The stench of corpses blew past, and Fang Shiming's figure stood out through the thick fog. He twisted his neck and shoulders, as if he was enjoying the rare relaxation.

"Don't resist, this ghost is not something you can bear, even if you are the top ghost master, because this ghost can suppress real evil ghosts, it is different from ghosts, it does not depend on numbers, but on Weight, as long as you can’t carry it on your back, no matter how many ghosts you control, all of them will be weakened to some extent, so do you know why I’m so thin? Carrying this ghost thing all day, can you not lose weight?”

"Heh, your skinny is caused by oppressive ghosts, but why not? If I'm right, your ghost wind can erode human flesh and tissue, absorb moisture from the body, and make people's skin corroded, making them look like mummies. "

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Fang Shiming applauded, "Your sensitivity to supernatural powers is really beyond my imagination. Ordinary ghost masters would have already panicked in your state. I can analyze the characteristics of my evil spirits and seek that glimmer of life."

"But the more brilliant you are, the more I can't keep you!"

Fang Shiming smiled sinisterly, and the ghostly wind behind him suddenly grew stronger. In the howling cold wind, the stench of corpses almost covered the sky, Luo Yi's robe was shaking, and countless cuts appeared on his face and body instantly.

This is after the ghost wind became fierce to a certain extent, it formed a sharp blade and cut the flesh.

Blood gushed out, but it took only one or two breaths to soak the clothes, and drops of blood slid down the cuffs, forming a pool of blood-colored puddles on the ground.

But before the puddle expanded, the water inside began to volatilize strangely, and in the end only a bright red blood-colored water stain was formed.

"I have to admit that ghosts are very powerful. If you were an ordinary ghost master, you might be crushed to death immediately." Luo Yi said.

Fang Shiming sneered and said, "It's good to know, but it's not a disgrace to you to die under the oppression ghost."

"I haven't finished my sentence yet," Luo Yi choked, "No one can bear such a huge weight, but I can!"

"What!" Fang Shiming looked at the scene before him in horror.

Luo Yi stood up slowly while talking.

The body of the ghost created by the spirit of the gods is as big as a thousand catties with a single arm. Although the weight of this evil ghost is heavy, it is not enough to completely crush Luo Yi.

Because it is just a puzzle, even if it is quite perfect, it is just a puzzle, unless it is a complete evil ghost, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to suppress the priest.

As Luo Yi got up, the blood-colored world suddenly became thicker by three points, and the seething spirit continued to tumbling, blocking the approaching wind from the outside.

In the blood-colored kingdom of worshiping gods, Luo Yi stomped his feet on the ground, and the terrifying spirit pierced through the air waves like an arrow, cooking the void, and countless cold chains appeared in the intertwined warmth and coldness, dragged, entangled, and crossed the sky, and finally Wrapping away like a giant python, it went straight to Fang Shiming in front of him.

Fang Shiming's pupils shrank, and the fear in his heart undoubtedly increased, "This Luo Yi, in the state of being burdened by ghosts, can still use such a huge supernatural power!"

The speed of the chains was so fast that Fang Shiming was bound hands and feet before he could react.

Fang Shiming is also a person who has experienced storms. Although the current situation is unfavorable, he did not appear flustered.

"The oppressor can't hold you down, and your chains can't hold me either!"

Fang Shiming's thin body twisted, and with his movements, the chains wrapped around it, which were as thick as a child's arm, began to loosen.

The thick black knuckles stick out, and the coldness continues to spread.

Fang Shiming actually broke most of the chains by relying on his supernatural powers.

But his abilities obviously came to an end here, and he tried several times to get the remaining one, but he couldn't get it off.

This is a balance between spiritual suppression and confrontation. Without the support of external forces, Fang Shiming is helpless.

"This man-pressing ghost is really weird. As time goes by, it gets heavier and heavier."

Luo Yi turned his head and took a look. Behind him lay a male corpse with a blurred face. Bursts of corpse aura rolled over his shoulders and neck, and passed in front of Luo Yi, making him frown uncontrollably.

"From the beginning, it only limited my strength by [-]%, and now it's almost [-]%."

Feeling the deepening gravity on his body, under this sudden oppression, it was difficult for Luo Yi to exert his ability at all.

"Do you want to use coffin nails to suppress this evil spirit?"

As long as the coffin nail is used, Luo Yi is confident that he will be able to crucify this evil spirit in one fell swoop.

"Fang Shiming still has an evil ghost that has not been used. This evil ghost has never shown its face. The spirit is unknown, and the law is unknown. Moreover, this is the last evil ghost he controlled."

"Although the wind ghost is weird, there is still a gap in its level of terror from the oppressive ghost. Fang Shiming's third ghost can either make up for the gap, or he can suppress the other two evil ghosts with his own power."

After experiencing the Huang Sanshui incident in Dongzhuang, Luo Yi was quite afraid of this kind of ghost master who controlled three ghosts.

Luo Yi thought about it and decided to wait a little longer.

Although the coffin nail's ability is strong, it is always a single-target attack, and it is somewhat dwarfed when facing a few ghosts.

Once he made a mistake and the coffin nails were captured by the enemy, it would be a deadly threat to Luo Yi.

Because he only controlled one evil ghost from beginning to end.

The coffin nails had a natural hold on him.

"Both sides are restrained to a certain extent now, and the next step is to see who can persist longer under this situation and launch a counterattack." Fang Shiming also understands the current situation.

"It's really hard to deal with." Luo Yixin said.

At this moment, he was standing with the knife in his hand, the long ghost-slaying knife at his waist was shaking slightly, and the murderous intent became more intense in the cold wind.

"Ho ho," Fang Shiming's hoarse voice sounded like a bellows, "The feeling of oppressive ghosts is not good, even if I, the driver, are tortured into this ghostly state by it, even if you can hold it, you can persist." how long?"

"I will last longer than you think!" Luo Yi said coldly.

"I know you can restart yourself, but the demon is immortal and you can't get rid of it."

Luo Yi was silent for a while, restarting seemed to be against the sky, but when encountering such a difficult evil spirit, his ability was actually limited, and if he couldn't limit it, he couldn't.

"The Suppressor is actually not important. Although it is terrifying, it is not impossible to solve. The key point is Fang Shiming in front of him."

Luo Yi didn't try to imprison the oppressor, because he knew that Fang Shiming would not let him do so, just as he would not let Fang Shiming get out of bondage.

"If you can't get rid of it, then I'll kill you!" Luo Yi drew the knife slowly, leaving the golden barrier, the ghost on the Ghost Slaying Knife unscrupulously oppressed the surrounding air.

With Luo Yi's repeated use, some tiny bloodshots began to appear on the blade of this long knife, and the degree of spirituality has also improved compared to before.

When Fang Shiming saw the long knife, his eyes were serious.

He had already seen the power of this knife in previous fights, if he hadn't used the surrogate doll urgently at that time, he might have been seriously injured.

And now Luo Yi actually wants to use it again.

Could it be that this knife has no after effects?
But the situation at this time has not allowed him to think about it, because that dazzling knife light has already appeared.

The sound of the wind whistling, the clamor of spirits, the majestic force urging the airflow to set off air waves around, and amidst the sound of firecrackers breaking through the air, the light of the knife arrived in an instant.

Fang Shiming stretched his palm into his bosom again, grabbed a rag doll with blood on his brow and threw it out.

This doll is dressed in black and brown sackcloth, has no nose and mouth, only two unknown black beads embedded in the face, acting as eyes.

At this moment, a humanized look of fear appeared in the black bead. Before it landed, the rag doll kept waving in the air, as if trying to avoid the prominent sword light in the air.

"It's really scary, I don't even want to face the dead baby."

Fang Shiming watched this scene, his heart sank even more.

Taking advantage of the moment of death, Fang Shiming took out another item from his arms. This item was crumpled into a dark ball, and it was impossible to see what it was.

Fang Shiming's bloodshot pupils rolled, he carefully unfolded them, put his hands through the hole, and waited until his palms were completely submerged, and the black plastic bag-like thing swelled up as if it had been blown, and the object was revealed. Its true face, this is a black thin leather glove.

The gloves were slender, and tightly wrapped Fang Shiming's fleshy palm, which was covered with stains, and the palm was stained with some unknown liquid, which looked a little slippery and disgusting.

And this glove is not complete, there are several holes in the fingers.

At this time, the light of the knife had landed, and the surrogate doll that had just landed was shattered into small pieces helplessly in front of the knife. The rags were flying, the straw was scattered, and the gray cotton wadding filled in the surrogate doll was scattered. one place.

Luo Yi's eyes were gloomy, "Another surrogate doll, you really have a lot of life-saving items."

"My circle of friends has been in the country for many years, and the background is beyond your imagination!"

Fang Shiming raised his hand with a sneer, made a grabbing gesture, and then his palm disappeared, just like that, disappeared in front of Luo Yi.

Indistinctly, Luo Yi passed through the hole and saw Fang Shiming's finger festering and pus-feeding, and suddenly realized that what was stained on the palm was not other things but the pus seeping from the corroded flesh of a living person.

Suddenly, Luo Yi's arm holding the knife sank, and a huge force pinched his wrist tightly like iron tongs. This force came suddenly and quickly, and broke Luo Yi's wrist all at once. .

Amidst the crisp sound of metal and stone clashing, the Ghost Slashing Saber was instantly out of control and plunged straight into the ground.

Luo Yi looked down, his original arm was covered with bruises, and the skin on the wrist was punctured by broken bones. Blood gushed out along the cracked skin, and the palm turned back in a distorted posture Dye bright red.

The wrist bone was broken, and the nerve veins on the arm completely ended when they reached here. There were no blood vessels, muscles and bones connected, and the fingers below lost their response.

"This glove is really weird, it just broke one of my hands with one blow!"

Before he had time to think about it, the supernatural fluctuation appeared on Luo Yi's side again. This time, Luo Yi was on guard, and a strong scent of incense appeared, and the blood-red ghost power soaked Luo Yi's whole body. At this moment, he mobilized A maximum of supernatural powers were used to guard against the coming attack.

However, this pitch-black glove appeared again, and through the thick blood, it closed its palm again and pinched it on Luo Yi's right arm.

Cold, cold, with a puddle of mucus that seemed to never dry up, this ghost glove appeared again.

"It seems to be able to break through the ghost domain?" Luo Yi was still thinking, "No, the ghost domain still interferes with it."

This time, the invasion of the ghost glove was obviously slower than before, and after penetrating through Luo Yi's ghost domain, the coldness above it also dropped a lot. This is because Luo Yi was suppressed by his own evil spirit partial capacity.

"Since you're here, don't leave!"

Luo Yi felt ruthless, and turned his wrist directly, intending to use the ghost body to fight against him. At the same time, the ghost domain turned and forced Fang Shiming back.

However, without waiting for Luo Yi's actions to take shape, the gloved palm suddenly let go, and walked towards the ghost-killing knife that fell on the ground.

Luo Yi stretched out his hand, but was still a step slower.

Fang Shiming looked mocking. After being killed by the curse of the ghost scissors, he knew that simple physical attacks were ineffective against Luo Yi, so his two actions were not to kill Luo Yi at all, but because the knife in Luo Yi's hand was harmful to him. The threatening Ghost Slaying Knife.

"I lost this knife, let me see what you can use to fight me." Fang Shiming showed a smug smile on his face. Luo Yi's ghost domain ability is slightly stronger than his, but the oppressive ghost makes up for this shortcoming very well. , as long as he seized the opponent's supernatural weapon, he was confident that he would take down Luo Yi within a few rounds.

After all, a fully armed Luo Yi is completely different from an unarmed Luo Yi.

"Young man, you still need to use your brain more before doing things. If you don't listen to advice, you will suffer a lot!"

Fang Shiming looked at Luo Yi with a sarcastic expression.

Luo Yi covered his broken palm with a noncommittal expression, and only said softly.

"Maybe it's more appropriate to give this to you!"

(End of this chapter)