The Mysterious Recovery of the Sunken World

Chapter 46

The missionaries and others let the rain fall on themselves. The terrifying rain that could dissolve the flesh and blood of ordinary people was just like ordinary rain.

The ground was still dry before, but now with the collection of ghost rain, shallow water has formed.

But this stagnant water looks like you can directly see the ground below, but if an ordinary person really steps into it, he will be pulled into the stagnant water immediately, and enter a vast, borderless, terrifying water world full of water and corpses .

Facing the continuous ghostly rain, the terrifying manor owner frowned and said, "I hate rainy days."

I saw his feet standing directly on the surface of the water, without stepping into the stagnant water at all, leaving a black footprint on the water surface, the size obviously did not match the owner of the manor, it was the ghost he controlled standing on his behalf on the water.

Jishui stretched out a few pairs of ghost hands to grab the manor owner, but they seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to get an inch in.

Although Fang Ming didn't take the initiative to attack these ghost hands, but passively attacked all creatures standing on the water surface, but the strength of the helper can be seen by being able to easily resist the attack of the ghost hands.

Fang Ming used ghosts to perceive the people who entered the ghosts, especially paying attention to the manor owner. After all, the terrifying manor owner has a puzzle that he needs. All the prerequisites for Fang Ming's actions are to be able to strengthen his own strength. These supporting ghost masters Or regardless of other people, but this person must stay.

In the eyes of others, there was nothing around the terrifying manor owner, but in Fang Ming's eyes, the manor owner was currently surrounded by more than a dozen terrifying ghosts, and all ghostly attacks aimed at the terrifying manor owner were blocked by the surrounding ghosts.

Fang Ming thought in his heart, "It's true that there are quite a lot of cards. You are surrounded by little ghosts. If you want to attack the Lord, you can't get around these ghosts. Then let me kill all your little brothers." .”

Seeing his body gradually sinking into the stagnant water, the missionary frowned and said, "The ghost creature of the S-level ghost is really troublesome. It has already been affected before facing the source ghost."

Immediately he said solemnly, "Sovereign Lord, you have shown your servants your mighty power. Is there any god in heaven or on earth who can act like you and do mighty deeds like you? Please forgive me." I will go and see the good land beyond the Jordan, that beautiful mountain country and Lebanon."

Under this solemn "sacred sound", the half-meter-high stagnant water in front of the missionary was separated from the middle to expose the dry ground below, forming a passage about two meters long and one meter wide.

The missionary stood on the dry ground, looking calmly at the scary figures passing by from time to time on the cut surface of the water on both sides. They were ghost slaves existing in the ghost water and ghosts, waiting to pull living creatures into it. An endless dark and icy abyss.

The missionary sighed, "Poor people, I will purify you."

The clown made a hee hee sound, squinted at the praying missionary, and thought to himself, "What a magic stick, he obviously used a cursed ghost voice, even if he said the word 'separate', he could still put the water away." Separated, but still pretending to chant holy prayers, everyone is a ghost master, you are not tired of cheating ghosts."

I saw a lot of invisible silk threads emanating from the clown's body, directly pulling it up from the sinking water, making it stand firmly on the water like a manipulated doll.

The scattered ghost hands protruding from the surroundings gradually became stiff when they touched the clown's body, and the wooden texture gradually appeared on the ghost hands, as if they were made of wooden palms.

After the ghost hand changed to a certain extent, it immediately turned into water mist and dissipated.

Among these ghost masters, Gentleman is the most elegant, he opened a golden umbrella before coming in, even if this ordinary ghost rain can't hurt him, but he doesn't want to get wet in the rain and get his clothes dirty .

He took out a blood-stained white handkerchief from his pocket and threw it directly on the water in front of him. The handkerchief swelled up and floated steadily on the water. There were hideous grimaces.

If ordinary people stood on the handkerchief, they would be killed by the curse power on the handkerchief immediately, but for ghost masters, as long as they were strong enough, they could use this power to isolate other spiritual influences.

The gentleman directly stepped on the grimace of the handkerchief, and the grimace that had been sunken was immediately smoothed out, as if the leather shoes the gentleman was wearing were also filled with terrifying supernatural power.

In this way, the gentleman directly stood firmly on the handkerchief floating on the water, and the ghost hands stretched out around him stopped within half a meter of him, as if he was a host who was entertaining distinguished guests. He followed the etiquette and did not attack gentleman.

As for the last ghost master, Fang Ming didn't understand it at all. He just stood firmly on the surface of the water, as if the ghost water's sinking property didn't exist.

Fang Ming looked at the last ghost master solemnly, and thought to himself, "I didn't use any means at all, just relying on my own supernatural horror to prevent the ghost water from sinking him, it's really terrifying, isn't it? It is the older generation of ghost masters who survived abroad."

Feeling the faint sense of threat emanating from this person, Fang Ming remembered the old Qin he saw in Dajing City. The supernatural power in the other person's body was not inferior to the old Qin he saw back then.

At this moment, the captain felt something, and looked up at the sky where the night rain never stopped, as if he felt that there was a ghost watching them at this moment, and a gleam of light flashed in his dull and emotionless eyes, as if he had confirmed something.

Fang Ming looked at these ghost masters with a faint sense of familiarity. Having read the original book, he felt very familiar when he saw the supernatural means of the first person.

Suddenly he remembered, the black footprints, the invisible ghost protecting the ghost master, and the black mist ghost creature. Isn't this a foreign ghost master, the king of the king's organization: the supernatural means of the owner of the horrible manor?

I thought to myself, "Good guy, it turned out that a group of kings came to form a group to clear the dungeon. Except for the manor owner and missionaries, he didn't understand the methods of the rest of the people at all. As for the last one, I guess it was The ghost lurking among the ghost masters, I'm just a baby who has just become an S-level ghost, is it necessary to give me a few kings, plus a ghost of the Seventh level?"

At this time, Fang Ming's eyes also showed a fierce light, and the water surface below him seemed to feel Fang Ming's intentions, and the turbulent stagnant water began to flow with turbulent waves.

At this time, Fang Ming did not look down on him at all. These kings are all the top ghost masters in this era, and they are not comparable to the few captains who have not yet grown up in the headquarters, especially the captain. horrible.

Fang Ming thought to himself, "If it's a head-on one-on-one fight, it's definitely not the captain's opponent. The captain drives a ghost ship, and even the ghost bus can be smashed to pieces. He can only use his huge ghost creature and endless ghost slaves to deal with it."

We can only separate them and defeat them one by one. As for the captain, just find a chance to banish him to any place in the ghostly creature.

(End of this chapter)