Mysterious Recovery: Confused World

Chapter 75
"Hahaha~!"

Ye Zhen's "crazy" laughter echoed in the dim world, breaking the deathly silence, but adding a bit of "life" to this weird world.

"I didn't expect that you, Wang Wudi, would be so powerless against a ghost. Don't worry, this so-called ghost with the back will be handed over to me, Ye, to deal with it. Just now, they were just bullying the few with more. Now one-on-one, Ye It must be taken down to wash away the humiliation I have suffered."

Faced with Ye Zhen's "rampant", Wang Chaling didn't care. After all, he was a secondary illness. It was quite normal to say such things. It was in line with Wang Chaling's impression of him. Besides, he made a few jokes That's all.

"Anyway, because that sword attack just now would have beaten him up, we can simply add such a small matter to it and forget it. There is no need to take it out separately." Wang Chaling thought this way.

Then he looked at Ye Zhen: "It's time to laugh."

As soon as the words fell, a ray of blue light spread towards the distance, and Wang Chaling sent the two generations of dead souls directly, grabbed one shoulder of Li Gui, picked them up, and threw them towards Ye Zhen.

"Wang Wudi, you actually made a surprise attack!" Ye Zhen yelled, and the long sword behind him was unsheathed, the power of the ghost domain was condensed in the sword, the sharp long sword touched the body of the ghost, and the power of the ghost domain was unreserved vented on the body of the ghost.

A long sword made with modern technology cannot withstand spiritual erosion. Ye Zhen just swung the sword, and the long sword in his hand broke off inch by inch, leaving only a golden hilt still in his hand.

But Li Gui suffered this blow, but was forced to stop in place, and the sword containing the ghost domain did not harm Li Gui at all.

"Damn, this long sword is so rubbish, it seriously affects my performance, but how can swordsmanship be so inconvenient." Ye Zhen threw down the hilt of the sword with disgust, and with a flick of his body, he appeared in the back of the ghost In front of him, the rotten fists bombarded all over the ghost's back one after another.

The fierce ghost residing in the fists gradually recovered from the silence, but under Ye Zhen's control, it could not fully recover, which affected Ye Zhen's use.

Even if such a fist hits a normal A-level ghost, Ye Zhen is confident that one punch will knock it into silence. Li Gui went into a long-term crash state.

But facing the fierce ghost on the back, after more than a dozen punches, it only took a few steps back, and the panting sound became more and more heavy.

"Huh, why is this ghost much more difficult than what Wang Wudi said, huh, huh, maybe he secretly added something to himself, huh..." Ye Zhen muttered, panting from time to time.

His attack had no effect on Li Gui, but Li Gui's curse began to affect him. His throat was a little itchy, and his breathing became more frequent and heavier.

"Ye Zhen's core is to replace the dead ghosts, and most of the rest of the ghosts are just decorations. Compared with most people and ghosts, the level of horror of spiritual attacks is not low, but facing the existence of the level of the ghosts, there is still a lot. A small problem." Wang Chaling, who was standing not far away, shook his head and said.

A generation of dead souls was blocked between him and the ghost dealer, and there was no conflict between the two, so while he was paying attention to the ghost dealer, he also had time to watch Ye Zhen fight.

He had fought against the ghost with a backed scorpion before, and he still knew a little about this ghost. When it comes to the body alone, it is more terrifying than the dead souls of the second generation of the Wang family. Burden, the superposition of the two made the overall level of terror a lot higher.

Wang Chaling, who has a generation of dead souls, has to worry about dealing with this ghost. The only thing he has to worry about is to bear the burden on the dead souls, and at the same time protect his own body.

But Ye Zhen can't, he doesn't have Wang Chaling's background, he has a strong life-saving ability, but he doesn't have enough hard power, this battle will be a very difficult one for Ye Zhen.

"Secondary two is not a problem, but one has to be in awe of some things. When one sees one beating another, he decides his attitude after the beating, which will only hurt himself." Wang Chaling couldn't help but have many thoughts, all of which were for Ye Zhenliang. Work hard.

next moment.

The spirit of the deceiving ghost flows in the palm, and a long sword gradually takes shape. Considering Ye Zhen's "attribute", Wang Chaling smoothly made it into the style of a famous sword in an anime.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chaling took out a small crimson bead from the compartment of the watch. It was a fierce ghost obtained in a ghost temple. It was forcibly beaten into a dead state by Wang Chaling's grandfather, and was later used by Wang Chaling to deceive people. The ghost and the power to modify the ghost have been replaced with such an appearance, which is convenient to carry around.

The level of horror is average. Among the normal B-level ghosts, they are considered the top group. The law of killing is that as long as they touch it, the whole body will fester and die. It is suitable for making a long sword.

The dead ghost was still cast by Wang Chaling, and the strange ghosts were "evenly" scattered in the long sword. After everything was completed, Wang Chaling threw it at Ye Zhen casually.

Ye Zhen, who was fighting endlessly with the ghost, noticed Wang Chaling's movements, and a look of joy appeared on his face. He jumped to avoid the attack of the back ghost, and the ghost field spread away, holding the long sword in his hand.

"Huh~huh, Wang Wudi, huh~huh...Thank you so much, wait until you get out...huh...Afterwards, Ye Mou will definitely repay your kindness of giving the sword." Ye Zhen said happily, completely ignoring the festering skin on his body and getting thicker and thicker gasp.

This bit of supernatural interference had a certain impact on his actions, but the ghost in his body was getting closer and closer to recovery under this stimulation, and instead of declining, his strength would rise.

Provided a weapon to the second disease, Wang Chaling also diverted his attention, maybe because he mixed Ye Zhen's "single fight", the ghost shopkeeper seemed a little restless.

Taking a step forward, the superimposition of the human body and the soul of the dead, but this time the face is far less blurred than before. With the growth of Wang Chaling's own supernatural power, when the human body and the soul of the dead are superimposed, they gradually begin to occupy " dominant” position.

If one day, Wang Chaling's own spirituality surpasses that of a generation of dead souls, then Wang Chaling will completely dominate everything in the superposition, and even the effect of curse erosion will be greatly reduced.

"Ghost shopkeeper, let's call you by this name for the time being. There are some things that are better for everyone to sit on the sidelines. You are a fierce ghost who does business. Although I don't know what bargaining chip the ghost has given you to make a move, but I think, This bargaining chip will definitely not be able to pay the price you need to pay next." The mixed voices of the youth and the old man echoed in the dim space.

In memory, [-]% ghost lake, restart ghost eye, ghost shadow, ghost hatchet, ghost fire, coffin nail, wishing ghost, Yang Jian, who is a collection of several horrors and supernatural beings, can't do anything with ghost shopkeepers.

Because of this memory, Wang Chaling has always been jealous of this fierce ghost, but fear does not mean fear. Although Yang Jian in the ghost ship incident is very strong, he may not be as strong as the dead souls of the Wang family in his memory, let alone now. in this situation.

His supernatural ascension has already climbed to the level of the captain. Two top ghost masters in the Republic of China turned into ghosts are always guarding. The power of the ghosts is enough to single-handedly kill the ghost lake. At critical moments, they can also be superimposed, exerting power that does not belong to this era.

Such a degree of supernatural.

"It's just Xiao Yang from the ghost ship era. Even if the captain comes, his dilapidated ghost ship will fall into the hands of my Wang family!"

"Yang Jianhui is helpless and helpless to this ghost, but I, Wang Chaling, have absolutely no way." Wang Chaling's numb eyes rested on the ghost shopkeeper.

The Ksitigarbha monk in the ghost temple has his own plan and will not be dispatched easily. There are still a few days before the next destination. There is plenty of time, which is enough for Wang Chaling to alleviate the erosion of the curse and ensure that his strength can reach the next destination. Reach your peak condition before your destination.

and so.

If the ghost shopkeeper really wants to fight, Wang Chaling doesn't mind fighting with it. Wang Chaling is quite interested in the box that took out the ghost gourd.

Wang Chaling's deterrence didn't seem to have any effect. The ghost shopkeeper slowly picked up the cargo box on the ground, and walked forward slowly but firmly.

It's...

"Toast, don't eat fine wine!" Wang Chaling didn't want to care whether the ghost shopkeeper didn't understand, or simply ignored it. The mild blue light in the past became extremely dazzling.

On the scale of time, everything around seems to have been pressed the pause button, stagnating time, the ability of Yang Jian's ghost eye on the sixth floor of the ghost domain, and the supernatural power of the Wang family's generation of dead souls, which greatly increased the power of ghosts controlled by Wang Chaling himself. Originally, it was only the five-level ghost domain, but under the forceful stimulation of the spirit, it crossed the barriers before the ghost domain level and reached the current state.

The ghost shopkeeper's already slow pace in the ghost domain seemed more and more sluggish, but he never stopped. The stagnation of time was not enough to stop the ghost.

"Ding, ding, ding."

The sound of the wind chime sounded in the silent world. It was crisp and sweet, but it carried some kind of inexplicable horror, which made people feel panic in their hearts.

Thick darkness surrounds Wang Chaling. This is a supernatural phenomenon belonging to ghosts. It is also accompanied by the ability to pull people into the conscious world and tear apart the ghost realm. The superposition of two ghosts has surpassed the level of A-level ghosts.

The ghost shopkeeper has the ability to interrupt the attacks of ghosts. Wang Chaling knows this. The darkness around him is being weakened, and the ghostly attacks are being forcibly interrupted, but Wang Chaling forcibly continues. The price is only a ghost The spirit was wiped out in the resistance, it was not the most fundamental loss anyway, and soon, a palm that seemed old and young covered the head wrapped in black cloth.

"Want to stop me? That's not enough." Wang Chaling sneered, his palms pressed hard, as if he was going to crush the ghost shopkeeper's head.

Suddenly.

Wang Chaling's complexion changed slightly, the surrounding light began to gradually dim, and the blue light was gradually disappearing. He could feel that his ghost domain seemed to be invaded by something.

No hesitation.

The human and the ghost were separated in an instant, and Wang Chaling's grandmother, who had been waiting by the side, took a step forward, and the figures of the two old people gradually began to overlap.

It is still the unique dark expression of the Wang family's spirit, but in addition to the inexplicable suppression ability in the past, now this darkness has some more power to stimulate and invade the spirit.

The supernatural power originating from the King of Ghosts was plundered by the photos carrying the souls of the dead, and finally turned into nutrients for the growth of the souls of the dead.

The raging darkness seems to have stimulated this weird world. Countless horrific figures emerged from the darkness and began to go mad. In the battle, he was at a disadvantage from the very beginning.

Wang Chaling looked at the ghost shopkeeper. The cargo box placed at its feet was half opened at some point, and there was deep darkness inside, which was slowly closing at a strange speed.

Looking up at the sky, a boxy lid with edges and corners is covering the sky, and it is closing and closing.

The ghost shopkeeper is very weird, even if Wang Chaling let his grandfather attach to him just now, he didn't realize how he was pulled into the cargo box.

But that was before.

As for now...

Wang Chaling looked at the old man standing beside him, feeling the information obtained from their sense organs. This magical place hidden in the cargo box is indeed terrifying, but for the dead souls now...

"There are difficulties, but not many."

As soon as the words were finished, the dead soul beside Wang Chaling moved, his arms were slightly raised, his fingers were claw-like, as if he was holding something.

The next moment, the dead soul's arms suddenly stretched to both sides.

Tear ~!

Wang Chaling seemed to hear such a voice.

The darkness was gradually receding, and a ray of blue light shone in. Wang Chaling took the arm of the dead soul and left the cargo box directly following the blue light.

In the familiar cyan world, Wang Chaling's ghost domain still shrouds this world, and it seems that he has not been affected by the ghost of the ghost shopkeeper.

Wang Chaling looked at the cargo box at the ghost shopkeeper's feet. The box was completely closed, but there was a crack on it, through which the terrifying dark and strange figure inside could be vaguely seen.

It was almost the moment when the eyes fell.

An illusory old man with a blurred face appeared beside the ghost peddler, one palm was placed on the ghost peddler's head, and the other palm was about to tear the ghost peddler's arm, when an old pole suddenly hit him, unable to dodge in time, the dead soul Forcibly endured a shoulder pole.

Involuntarily took a few steps back.

The strange wind chimes still reverberated, but the sound became more noisy and unpleasant, with inexplicable supernatural power, blocking the approach of the dead.

Wang Chaling's fear of this ghost was not unreasonable.

Apart from the cargo box, the ghost peddler also possessed several kinds of supernatural powers, and the level of horror of each type was not low. The concentration of everything made this extremely difficult ghost.

but………

"Things have developed to this point. I even used my hole cards. No matter how difficult it is, I have no reason to retreat." Wang Chaling looked indifferent, with the palm of his hand attached to the gourd around his waist.

The barrier of the wind chime was forcibly broken through by the dead soul, and a pair of illusory palms covered the head.

At the same time, the figure of Wang Chaling quietly appeared behind the ghost shopkeeper, holding up the gourd in his hand, the cover of which had already been taken off.

(End of this chapter)