The Mysterious Recovery of the Sunken World

Chapter 53 The Fleeing King
While Fang Ming was attacking the terrifying manor owner, the ghosts in Fang Ming's ghostly beasts were not idle, and began to besiege the clown and the missionary.

As soon as the clown manipulated the fat male corpse Ligui to repel the rotting old corpse Ligui with a stick, he felt his ankles get cold, and the clown immediately knew that he was attacked by the ghost.

The clown lowered his head, and what came into view was a beautiful face. It was a ghost in white clothes with loose hair. He was looking up at him, but a pale ghost hand was tightly grasping his ankle. , launching a mortal supernatural attack.

After the clown saw that beautiful face, there was nothing else in the world in his eyes. He just wanted to watch this face grow old, and he lost control of his body, letting Xiaoyu grab his ankle and release his attack.

The clown roared angrily in his heart, "How can there be such a terrifying ghost in this rain of ghosts? It's even more ferocious than the crying ghost just now. Just now it was just an AOE crying attack. It's okay to resist hard. This time But they were all single-target attacks, first the beautiful face attracted the ghost master and he couldn't resist, and then the supernatural attack of grabbing the ankle, he couldn't even move."

Feeling the cold spreading from his ankles, the clown could only resist. At this moment, a stick slapped Xiaoyu's arm holding the clown's ankle. This is a fat male ghoul manipulated by the clown with invisible silk threads Here comes the rescue.

Under the whipping of the stick, Xiaoyu withdrew his pale ghost hand, and the clown felt his controlled body unsealed, and immediately jumped away from the female ghost, his back was already wet with cold sweat.

After Xiaoyu lost her original attack target, she immediately changed her attack target to the male corpse Ligui holding up the stick in front of her, stretched out her ghost hand and grabbed the male corpse Ligui's ankle, and the male corpse Ligui who was about to hit stopped The two ghosts froze in place as they stopped the action they were going to fight.

The clown jumped directly onto the male corpse ghost, took the stick from his hand, and then walked away from this small battlefield without looking back, preparing to find another younger brother.

The strange scent in the picture scroll has already begun to attract some of the ghosts in Fang Ming's ghost creatures. Many of the ghosts who were still attacking the kings gave up their targets and walked towards the direction of the picture scroll.

The missionary put down the chainsaw in his hand and gasped for breath. His whole body was dripping with blood, and most of his skin seemed to be torn off by something.

Just now he was wrapped by a strange character, and the strange human skin drilled directly into his skin. He wanted to make a cursed ghost sound, but his mouth was directly sealed by the human skin, and he couldn't utter any words. sound.

Just when he was about to cut his face directly with a chainsaw so that he could make the cursed ghost sound smoothly.

This weird human-skinned ghost directly left his body, and took away a large piece of his skin, which made most of the skin on his body disappear, like a lamb that had just been skinned, its flesh and blood exposed to the ghost rain.

The missionary smelled the smell of burning objects in the air, and knew that the painter had also started to act, and the plan to lure ghosts was officially launched, and the next step was to last until the S-level ghost was attracted to Xiaguo, and the job was done.

It's just that he is skeptical about whether he can persist until then. Looking at the terrifying manor owner who was strangled by the source ghost and held up in mid-air, he intends to rescue him, but his methods are almost used. The ghosts of Li Gui are almost used.

The ghosts that were originally used to protect around him have been entangled by several ghosts in Fang Ming's ghost creature. In addition, the ghosts that were originally used to help the gentleman out of trouble were also stopped by the endless ghost hands stretched out of the water. The pages in his books are so exhausted that even he himself had to take a saw and start sawing ghosts.

There was bitterness in the missionary's heart, and he thought, "If I knew there were so many ghosts in this S-level supernatural incident, I would definitely not support the Exorcism Society. Even if I succeeded in restricting the S-level ghosts, it would be a heavy loss." , I don’t know when I will be able to make up for the lost and sealed ghosts in the book.”

Although many ghosts were attracted to the scroll by the strange fragrance coming from the scroll, some ghosts were triggered by missionaries and clowns to kill ghosts, and they still attacked them.

At this moment, endless silk threads appeared in the sky, and the ends of these threads all had cold-looking fishhooks. Under the horrified eyes of the missionary and others, a fishhook directly hung on the mouth of the manor owner, and then Countless fishhooks penetrated into the body of the manor owner again, and directly hooked out the ghost he was controlling from the main body of the manor, and the manor owner himself fell into the water below without a trace, disappearing without a trace .

The ghost controlled by the manor owner was like a dead fish, hung in the air by several hooks on the head and limbs, which made the missionary's scalp go numb. When they looked at it, they felt a chill in their hearts, knowing that this was the source of the ghosts preparing to attack them.

I saw countless floating silk threads in the sky began to converge towards the area where the missionaries and clowns were. The dense silk threads completely closed the sky, making the missionaries and clowns feel like little fish struggling in hopelessness.

Fang Ming feels that he is now "Jiang Shanggong is fishing, and those who wish to take the bait. It's just that what I catch is not a fish, but a ghost."

If his voice had been heard by a know-it-all missionary, he would probably have cursed, "It's true that you didn't use bait, but when the water is full of hooks, the fish will be caught even if they take a sip of water. It really doesn’t give people a way out.”

Fang Ming's fishhook blocked the entire battlefield, because he didn't want all the spoils of the ghosts he worked so hard to get to be attracted to Xia Guo.

So this time the fishhook attack was indiscriminate, all those ghosts who were attracted by the strange fragrance in the picture scroll and walked away were hooked by the fishhook in the sky and hung in mid-air.

It didn't take long for more than a dozen ghosts hanging by fishhooks to appear in the sky, each of them stopped trembling and fell into a state of panic. Horror.

In the boundless ghost rain, there are more than a dozen ghosts hanging in the sky swaying with the wind and rain. This is such a chilling picture.

Although many ghosts were hanged by Fang Ming with fishing rods, reducing the burden on the missionaries and others, the attacks from the countless fishhooks in the sky did not make them relax, on the contrary, they became more dangerous. Once a fishhook is hooked, more fishhooks will hang on them.

After the missionary cursed the dozen or so fishhooks that attacked with ghost voices again, he finally couldn't hold on anymore. After using ghost voices for many times in a row, the corners of his mouth were torn and almost reached the base of his ears. At the same time, the curse of the ghost sound began to slowly come out of his body. This was not from him on his own initiative, but the ghost that had been unable to control himself had recovered.

Seeing Fang Ming who had no intention of going to the world of picture scrolls at all, the missionaries understood that their plan to lure ghosts this time was a complete failure, and staying any longer would be a death sentence, and roared in their hearts, "Since you don't go in, then I will go in by myself." go in."

Immediately, he took out the old book, flipped the pages, and opened a blank yellow paper, on which the outline of the missionary gradually emerged, but this missionary was more agile, his eyes seemed to be alive , constantly turning and observing the surroundings.

This time the missionary didn't seal up his own state, and the aura of the missionary in reality became more and more gloomy, gradually losing the aura of a living person, and he transferred all his consciousness into the pages of the book.

The missionary who had turned into a ghost slammed the book in his hand towards the scroll. The book whirled and flew in the air, and disintegrated in the air. The book cover and pages withered instantly, turning into ghosts surrounding a piece of paper Flying towards the picture scroll, all the attacks of the fishhook were offset by the ghosts surrounding the paper, but as the fishhook hooked away one by one, the paper was almost exposed to the attack of the fishhook.

Finally, under the inner prayer of the missionary, he sacrificed the last ghost, and he finally flew into the scroll.

Seeing this scene, Fang Ming thought to himself, "As expected of a king, there are really many ways to save one's life."

With a thought, the missionary who had turned into a ghost was hooked by several fishhooks and hung in the air. Then Fang Ming turned his attack center to the clown who was still manipulating the ghost's attack, and countless fishhooks pointed at the clown. drift away.

At this moment, the chest of a male corpse ghost near the scroll opened, and a black shadow shot out from it, heading straight for the scroll. This is the clown hiding in the ghost's body. I really don't know when he hid here Only in Li Gui's body, maybe the clown who acted outside at the beginning was not his body, but now it is his real body.

However, Fang Ming had already made preparations. A ghostly hand directly grabbed the head of the clown flying in the air towards the picture scroll, thinking, "I know you have a lot of tricks, so I'll take precautions and see how you run this time."

Under the suppression of the ghost hand, the clown's body stopped shaking, and suddenly a door opened in front of his chest, and a clown doll jumped out of it, heading straight for the picture scroll that was close at hand.

The clown was ecstatic in his heart, "As long as you escape into the picture scroll, you will be able to escape and ascend to heaven immediately."

Suddenly, his eyes blurred, there is no picture scroll in front of him, only endless fishhooks waiting for him to enter the trap, a fishhook passed through his mouth and lifted him into the air, where the doll's short hands and feet are Struggling feebly, this clown doll was already stronger than other ghosts who were completely suppressed.

Fang Ming thought to himself, "Among my ghosts, what gives you the confidence to believe that what you see with your eyes is real. Sure enough, you still only fear my power, but you still regard me as a ghost without wisdom."

Fang Ming turned his head and looked at the captain who had not moved at all, as if the matter in front of him had nothing to do with him, and he probably guessed what the captain meant.

Turning his head to look at the gentleman, at this time a small part of the gentleman's body has become transparent. The gentleman's eyes widened at this time to stop this change, but he does not have the supernatural power of the mirror, so he can't stop this change at all.

Fang Ming put his ghostly hands on his shoulders. The spiritual power in the gentleman's body that was still resisting the attack of the transparent conversion went silent. He could no longer resist the attack of the terrifying ghost in the reflection in the water, and his body became transparent in the air. , Dissipated, leaving only a pair of leather shoes.

At this time, behind the terrifying ghost reflected in the water, there was an extra ghost exactly like the gentleman's, but it had no emotion at all.

Since then, all the kings who came to support the island nation's spirit-eliminating society were wiped out except for the captain and the missionary who fled with only a piece of paper left~
(End of this chapter)