Mysterious Recovery: Confused World

Chapter 125 Terrible Attack
one, two...

Ye Zhen and Wang Chaling kept moving, venting their horrific supernatural powers, and kept repelling the ghosts one by one. Wang Chaling was more aggressive, and with the help of dead souls, most of the ghosts repelled by him would be dismembered. .

But it's useless, whether it's repulsed or dismembered, these ghosts will soon be entangled in flames after they leave the scope of the influence of the spirit, and the flames will burn their bodies, instead of being burned to ashes, it will make them from the silent state very quickly Resuscitated, the dismembered ones will also be closed in a very short time.

Even if part of the dismembered puzzle is forcibly kept by Wang Chaling, the remaining part will directly ingest the surrounding ghosts as "puzzles", or simply become a puzzle of a ghost.

The number of charred corpses is getting smaller and smaller, but the horror level of a single individual is constantly rising. With the assistance of the dead souls, Wang Chaling can still deal with it.

But Ye Zhen is now in a bit of a difficult situation. The dead soul on him is only the second generation, and the level of terror is not bad, but compared with the surrounding ghosts, he does not have outstanding advantages, and his hard power is not even as good as Ye Zhen himself. Most of the time, he just acts as a ghost. The role of "armor".

For Ye Zhen, who has a surrogate ghost, the ability to resist external attacks is really not of much help without the presence of a ghost that can restrain the scapegoat.

Unscrupulously use supernatural power to revive most of the ghosts under control as much as possible. The terrifying ghost domain contains a long sword as a carrier, plus a variety of curses. To put it bluntly, most of the ghosts or ghost masters In the face of such a sword, the only end is to be slashed into silence,
But it's a pity that this is the core of the endless cemetery, and most of the ghosts here belong to that small group, so it is difficult for Ye Zhen's attack to be effective.

"Wang Wudi, let's just attack that tomb directly and attack the source, otherwise these annoying flies will only keep delaying our pace." Ye Zhen's voice was cold, and he was already showing severe dehydration symptoms, and the desire for water had been weighing on him In his heart, even if he dies, it will be difficult to dispel. Just one point of depression will immediately increase by two points.

Without waiting for Wang Chaling's reply, Ye Zhen's voice fell, and the long sword in his hand reversed direction, grabbing the gap in the group of ghosts, several white sword lights swept towards the blood-colored cemetery, and slashed directly on the gray tombstone.

However, to their surprise, as one of the most important parts of the cemetery, the tombstone does not seem to have a strong supernatural power. It was just the first sword light, and the tombstone turned into a pile of rubble, and several people behind it turned into a pile of rubble. Dao Jianguang slashed on the bloody grave soil one after another, but it didn't cause any waves.

fine?

How can it be!

Wang Chaling's expression tightened, he pulled Ye Zhen, and ran towards the grave. Almost the second they left, the place they were standing on collapsed, and blood-colored "magma" continued to flow out of the depression , spreading around.

Not only this place, but every place where Wang Chaling and Ye Zhen landed, the back foot would collapse immediately after walking on the front foot.

When the two arrived in front of the tombstone, except for a small area in front of the tombstone, the rest was almost covered by "magma".

The second generation of dead souls were separated from Ye Zhen, and they took a step towards the magma. Almost at the moment when their feet touched the magma, the stench began to permeate, as if something was burnt, and the flame lines wrapped around the dead souls were blurred and illusory The body, the traces of burning spread.

Wang Chaling's complexion changed, and he hurriedly let the dead come back: "There is a big problem with these flames and magma, we can't touch them, otherwise our fate will not be better than those burnt corpses."

When the undead was affected by flames and magma just now, Wang Chaling felt that the extremely powerful spirit was trying to influence the dominance of the undead, trying to change the undead into its ghost slave. However, this spiritual source is very strong, but it can't compare to it. Curse of the royal family.

"Unfortunately, now is not the right time, nor is it the right place. Otherwise, under the collision of spirits, the souls of the dead may have a new spirit."

In the Ksitigarbha Temple incident, when the dead soul collided with the ghost king, the ghost king tried to take away the dead soul, which directly triggered the curse of the Wang family, and in turn took away part of the ghost.

However, in the future, Wang Chaling has no chance to continue to try. Now this ghost has good abilities, but it's just not in the right place.

In the core area of ​​the endless cemetery, it is very dangerous to actively make the dead souls give up their defenses, and even touch the curse left by their ancestors.

"What should we do next, dig the grave, suppress the ghost inside, or find a way to cross over?" Wang Chaling's thoughts were a little confused, but he quickly decided, and there was no room for hesitation in terms of time.

"Don't resist."

The spirit of the dead soul coincided with itself in an instant, the terrifying darkness diffused again, and the approaching flames and magma receded at a faster speed than when they came.

What Wang Chaling said was almost as if he didn't say it, because Ye Zhen didn't have the strength to resist under such a terrible supernatural power, and was "honestly" trapped in the darkness.

"As expected of Luo Qian."

The terrifying supernatural power endowed Wang Chaling with extremely strong insight, and he could even trace the source of the supernatural power through surface flames and magma. However, this tracing process was forcibly stopped when it reached the grave.

The core is no better than the outside world. The supernatural tomb here can completely isolate Wang Chaling from prying eyes, even Wang Chaling in this state.

But, it doesn't matter, Wang Chaling's purpose is not to find this ghost, he just wants to pass this place and the next few graves smoothly.

Wherever the darkness goes, the flames and magma continue to recede. Facing the approaching charred corpses, the darkness will not reject anyone who comes, and they will still enter. However, when the darkness recedes, the corpses that enter are not as hideous as before. , just lying quietly on the ground.

The burns and scorched black on the body disappeared, and the covering flames and magma also disappeared. The ominous dark breath stayed on the body of the ghost for a short time, and then submerged into the ghost.

After that, Wang Chaling continued to move forward, and the flames gradually entangled those ghosts who were left in place, but it was difficult to do as before, as if there was an invisible force against the flames.

And when Wang Chaling took the last step to leave this area, the area shrouded in flames and sunlight underwent earth-shaking changes in an instant.

The depressions recovered automatically one by one, the magma disappeared out of thin air, the scorched corpse was thrown into the soil, the blood color on the grave soil gradually faded, and returned to its normal color, there was no disgusting thick bloody smell in the air, and the tombstones that had turned into gravel were also gone. I don't know when they gathered together, but there are a few more lines on it.

Gentle and warm eyes shine on this area again, as if this is not some supernatural place, but just a supernatural place with good Fengshui.

at the same time.

In a certain dilapidated house, the "old man" lying on the bed suddenly stood up, got out of bed, wandered around the house, and walked to the door.

Crunch~!

.........

Wang Cha turned his head sharply and looked in the direction of the wooden house. Only a pair of eyes were clear on his blurred face. He always felt that something was wrong.

But I didn't pay too much attention. In haunted places, there are many things that are wrong. Maybe it's just a dangerous ghost wandering around, attracting the attention of the dead.

"It was a big fire before, but now it's a flood. What did Luo Qian think when designing the cemetery?" Looking at the "Ocean" cemetery in front of him, Ye Zhen couldn't help complaining.

They were standing in a good position. When they first arrived, the water level was barely up to their knees, and there were ghosts interfering behind them, forcefully clearing an open space for them.

But looking forward, the water level is getting higher and higher, and even the cemetery is submerged in the water, and it is absolutely impossible to walk there normally.

Wang Chaling didn't answer, but just looked at the sky to confirm the direction of the black smoke, and then, moving in that direction, Ye Zhen was also carried forward by the dead soul.

"Wang Wudi, can you put me down? I have legs myself. There is no need for your family to drag me away. This will make me, Ye Zhen, very shameless. You don't want to take this to blow my heart. ,"

Ye Zhen was thinking about it, with the blessing of the dead, he had no pressure, and the previous curse was lifted by Wang Chaling when the dead were possessed, and his repressed personality due to danger was once again displayed.

Wang Chaling would reply a few words from time to time, this area seems to be very calm, there is no "noisy" like the previous area, and the rain falling from the sky will not cause any movement, the whole world seems to be only the souls of the dead Sewage, the conversation of the two, and the movement of the two walking will cause a little movement.

The silence was eerie.

"Maybe it's because the ghosts here are more dangerous. Luo Qian dealt with them before he died, so that there are only some special phenomena in this area. Even if outsiders break in, the power of ghosts can't really interfere with reality." Wang Chaling Think of it this way.

The process of passing through this area was so smooth that he and Ye Zhen couldn't believe it. They were all prepared for a fight, but they were told that it was completely unnecessary?
"Wang Wudi, I think this may be a conspiracy set up by the old man. It may be to relax our vigilance. In fact, the supernatural has been silently affecting us." Ye Zhen said solemnly, he always felt that things were too smooth and abnormal , although it has been passed, it is still necessary to be cautious.

"The soul of the dead is attached to me. The strengthened spirit is not the strongest in the cemetery, but it can still be done with some small methods. So far, I have not found any abnormalities."

Wang Chaling's tone was very calm, but Ye Zhen's complexion became more and more dignified. The two had acted together quite a few times. Wang Chaling knew him well, and Ye Zhen also knew Wang Chaling well.

Although the calm tone was the same as before, Ye Zhen heard something special from it.

next moment.

"For us two outsiders, the host's house doesn't welcome us very much. After going through two areas, we are finally coming forward to expel us, or stay permanently."

Ye Zhen's complexion changed, he poked his head from the side of the dead soul, and looked in front of Wang Chaling. Under the dark sky, there was no longer a cemetery piled up with mud, but a tall, thin face, with eyes closed elder.

"Luo Qian?"

One of the top figures in the Republic of China era, Wang Chaling had a supernatural confrontation with him. He had no power to resist and was buried directly in the grave. If it weren't for the debt of favor as a turnover, Ye Zhen felt that there was a high probability that he would not see him now. Wang Chaling, of course he would be afraid of such a character.

"No, it's not, it's just some means left by him during his lifetime. You can understand a puppet with supernatural powers."

Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, and finally fixed on the old man, without any hesitation, a rusty coffin nail suddenly appeared in his hand, and then, the coffin nail turned into a streamer, and hit the old man.

"Using Luo Qian's weapon to deal with Luo Qian, you deserve to be Wang Wudi." Ye Zhen snorted, and disappeared in place, and Wang Chaling was with him.

The dead eyes of the old man flickered on the nails of the coffin, and after that, he did not see any movement, but the whole world seemed to vibrate, and the grave soil under his feet began to churn.

In front of the coffin nails, the grave soil surged up to the height of a person, trying to submerge the coffin nails directly. The terrifying pressure of the coffin ground and the spirit that pushed it forward were not too strong in front of the covered grave. After a short stalemate for a few seconds, it completely lost the capital of the final resistance, and fell straight to the ground, where there was already a big pit waiting for it.

just.

At the moment when it was about to fall, the oppressive darkness came from nowhere, blocking the soil that was about to fall completely, and one hand took this opportunity to pick up the coffin nails.

"Ye Zhen, don't resist, just dodge when you encounter graves. Although it's just a puppet left by Luo Qian before his death, this thing is not weaker than the so-called S-level supernatural event."

Ye Zhen didn't answer, he was also in a bit of a panic at the moment, just now when the grave soil attacked the coffin nails, he also took advantage of the opportunity to attack him, if he hadn't dodged in time, he might have been buried in the grave at this moment, and the attack from the grave soil is still going on Continue, the puppet seems to be staring at him.

"Catch the thief first, capture the king, and get rid of the puppets, and together we can end it temporarily." Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, and the spirits of the dead were superimposed again, and the diffuse darkness blocked the approach of the grave.

This kind of barrier is not perfect, because this is an endless cemetery, Luo Qian's territory, even if it is just a puppet in life, it is enough to exert its power to compete with the current Wang Chaling.

The wet grave soil kept pouring into the area covered by the spirits of the dead. Fortunately, the position between Wang Chaling and the puppet was not too far away, but they arrived in an instant.

The surface of the coffin nails is still rusty, but a little black air is entangled at some point. This is a supernatural phenomenon that belongs to ghosts and ghosts, and it is also a supernatural phenomenon that belongs to dead souls.

The terrifying ghosts belonging to Wang Chaling gathered on the coffin nails, and then hit the old man's forehead directly, trying to restrain him forcibly.

"Be careful~!"

Ye Zhen shouted loudly.

But it was too late, the old man in front of Wang Chaling suddenly disappeared, replaced by an old grave, the coffin nails pierced straight into the grave.

The next moment, a ghostly hand suddenly stretched out from the grave and pushed Wang Chaling. An extremely terrifying supernatural curse acted on Wang Chaling. Even in this state, he couldn't help taking a few steps back and fell into a cold in the "embrace".

Afterwards, the endless graveyard completely overwhelmed his sight.

(End of this chapter)