The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 63 Fighting for each other
Some kind of strange supernatural power magnified the entire picture, and the four of them were pulled to far away places, each falling into a state of being alone.

This is tantamount to increasing the risk of confrontation.

If some evil ghosts had the law of death if left alone, it would be disastrous for the three people except Zhang Dong.

With just one face-to-face encounter, the supernatural power in them will be ineffective, even if they have no solution.

"Some kind of weird supernatural power seems to be able to extend the distance between things without limit." Zhang Dong looked around vigilantly and quickly searched for the source of this supernatural power. "It wants to scatter us and defeat us one by one. And this ability is different from that of ghosts." Domain, because it knows that the Ghost Domain cannot affect us.”

With just one glance, Zhang Dong quickly analyzed that the person behind this phenomenon looked less like a ghost and more like a ghost controller.

And it's probably Yang Muxue. Because she is the only one who can control the ghost paintings.

However, her ability is limited to the ghost painting and cannot control other ghosts, so this ability to lengthen the space is most likely the ability of the first ghost painting.

Weird and spooky.

at the same time.

While Zhang Dong was thinking, Li Qingzhi was observing the surrounding situation blankly at a place hundreds of kilometers away from him.

Apparently he was also shocked by this strange ability. When he realized that his teammates were not around, he held the hatchet in his hand tighter.

His face was full of anxiety, and he stared straight ahead with squinted eyes.

Because there were three cold figures standing directly in front of them, less than ten meters away.

These three ghosts did not lose distance from him due to the lengthening of the spatial distance, and still pursued him relentlessly.

a female corpse with hair covering her face;
The corpse of a middle-aged man holding a folding fan stained with black blood;

A baby lying on the ground covered in red;

"Now the restart time of the restart ghost in my body is every 5 minutes, and almost 2 minutes have passed since the dismemberment of the superimposed ghost shadow. In other words, I must dismember these three ghosts within 3 minutes, otherwise the time will expire. By then, the attack power of the hatchet will return to its previous level."

Li Qingzhi looked solemn and quickly analyzed the current situation.

When the hatchet's attack power was high enough, he believed he could easily dismember the ghost in front of him, but once it returned to the level of a ghost, it would be dangerous.
Unless one of the three ghosts has a lower level than the ghost shadow.

But he didn't dare to gamble, and he couldn't afford it.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
The ghost didn't move, it seemed because Li Qingzhi didn't trigger the killing pattern.

However, the good times did not last long. For some unknown reason, when he was trying to analyze the ghost's killing patterns through observation, the corpse of the middle-aged man holding the folding fan moved first.

It raised its head slightly, revealing half of its face covered in dark blue broken steps. The other half of the face exposed only had a dark black eye.

This eye seemed to see Li Qingzhi, the pupils shrank suddenly, the black color quickly receded, and the reflection of a folding fan appeared in the eye socket.

Immediately, the folding fan that had been kept closed in the male corpse's hand opened and slapped in the direction of Li Qingzhi.

Li Qingzhi's eyes suddenly widened, and a bad premonition quickly emerged.

Before he could react, a gloomy wind mixed with the smell of corpses hit his face.

"Deadly supernatural attack?"

He immediately controlled the ghost shadow to walk out of his body, and the black shadow quickly blocked his face like a wall.

Oddly enough.

The ghost did not feel the supernatural attack, as if the wind blown by the fan did not contain supernatural power.However, when he frowned and looked at the ghost, he was surprised to find that it began to shake uncontrollably.

For a moment, Li Qingzhi thought he had lost control of the ghost, and subconsciously controlled the ghost to resist.

The ghost shadow smoothly returned to his body.

But...it also brought back this shaking supernatural phenomenon.

At this moment, his body began to move uncontrollably, like ripples on the water, swaying regularly again and again.

Not only was the body twisting, but everything around him was shaking uncontrollably, and even the air had a folding feeling caused by the shaking.

Li Qingzhi instantly understood the reason.

"That folding fan can blow out a ghostly wind that disturbs the space and can make everything swing in an unstable state."

It's like shaking a painting. The characters in the painting are not shaking because the paper is shaking.
"But since there is no harm, let's resist this supernatural force and dismember you first."

Li Qingzhi's eyes narrowed, he gripped the hatchet tightly and rushed forward.

Although the ability to interfere makes him appear to be in a funny mirror, it does not affect his actual actions.

He quickly came to the folding fan ghost, raised the hatchet and struck it straight on the forehead.

Suddenly.

Another female ghost with long hair hanging down to the ground started to move at this moment.

The long hair, like a life-threatening hook, quickly spread towards Li Qingzhi at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.Suddenly, the light dimmed rapidly, and large swaths of black hair covered half of the sky, came to the top of his head, and directly wrapped around Li Qingzhi's arm, preventing it from falling.

Moreover, the ghost hair had no intention of stopping after wrapping around his arm. Instead, it spread along the surface of the body towards the other limbs.

"Go away!"

Li Qingzhi shouted angrily, urging the ghost shadow and ghost hair to resist.

The tall ghost figure, like a black giant, stood up instantly and forcibly dragged the ghost's hair away and tore it off without any resistance.

Obviously, supernatural derivatives like Guifa cannot stop Ghost Shadow at all, not to mention that Ghost Shadow itself has the ability to dismember.

next moment.

The red baby cried out loudly.

"Wow!~"

The shrill cries quickly occupied every inch of space nearby, like the most tragic cries in the world.

After hearing this, Li Qingzhi felt as if his ears were being pricked crazily by millions of needles, and pain instantly surged through his body.

The tall ghost immediately stretched out two ink-like arms and directly covered his ears.

Then, the crying suddenly decreased a lot.

However, before Li Qingzhi could catch his breath and continue to fight against the endless stream of ghost hair, the baby's cries began to change.

It changed from the cry of a child of several months to the cry of a child of several years, then to the cry of teenagers, and then to the wail of a middle-aged man. Not only that, but its body also followed the cry type. Changes are growing rapidly.

Every time the voice changed, the tingling feeling in Li Qingzhi's ears escalated to a higher level, and the ghost's obstruction soon lost its effect.

But the baby didn't stop. At this time, it had the body of a dying old man, and its cries became more creepy, like howls from hell.

Even more shocking.

Crying seems to have another kind of supernatural power - it can strengthen the supernatural power of other ghosts.

It's like a stimulant among ghosts.

After the ghost-haired female corpse heard the cry, the flesh on its back immediately opened, and a large amount of black hair poured out like a flood that had opened a valve, all rushing towards Li Qingzhi.

The sky was completely covered by hair at this moment, and darkness came.

The supernatural power of the Folding Fan Ghost has also been strengthened, and its ability that could only interfere with space has become particularly terrifying. The swinging creases in the space can even make part of Li Qingzhi's torso disappear out of thin air, as if it had been folded up, and even the ghost could not escape. After this supernatural interference, the hatchet fell to the ground, and he couldn't touch it even if he reached out to pick it up.

Because the space was constantly fluctuating, he couldn't find the right place to pick up the hatchet.

At this moment, cold sweat broke out on Li Qingzhi's forehead, and the uneasiness in his heart quickly amplified his premonition of overturning.

"Do you want to restart?"

His face was gloomy, and his consciousness began to blur under the messy ghost hair. It seemed that the supernatural interference was too serious. After he and Hatchet were separated, the connection between his consciousness became weaker and weaker.

But once it is restarted, it means that the attack power of the hatchet will be reduced to the minimum.
In the nick of time.

I don't know whether it was because the restart interval for the restart ghost had expired, or for other reasons, but there was a sudden movement in his body.

It's like something wants to come out and it's beyond my control.

Soon, this feeling became stronger and stronger, and Li Qingzhi even felt that his body was tilting outwards with something cold.

But within just a few seconds, the feeling disappeared.

The gloomy and cold things that overflowed also stood outside the ghost hair.

They all look like ghosts. They seem to come from different points in time.

Because one of the ghosts fell straight to the ground, with obvious dents on its body, it was obvious that it had just suffered from the ghost's supernatural power at that time and was in a suppressed state.

At this moment, the horror of the restart ghost was revealed. It felt the threat of the host, and spontaneously pulled all the ghosts from the past to the present, in order to solve the immediate trouble.

This situation can be regarded as an upgraded version of Li Qingzhi's previous active restart, because as a host, he can only restart to a certain point in the past, and at most superimpose the dismemberment ability of the hatchet.

But the reboot ghost actually pulled them all over and allowed them to exist at the same time.

now.

Looking around, there were hundreds of ghost figures standing around the three ghosts. They all held brand-new hatchets in their hands and walked towards the ghosts at the same time.

The densely packed black giants immediately made the sense of oppression reach its peak.

After getting closer, all the giants immediately performed the same action.

Knife up and down.
(End of this chapter)