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Outside the gate of the haunted house, Wang Zhifan, who had killed two people, approached here again, causing a great mental shock to the players who were confronting outside.

"The man who was entangled by the Han people's skills just now was a fake body? When did he get out?"

The leading young player from the Xia country said with confusion in his eyes, not understanding why someone who was originally killed by the Han country people appeared in front of him again with a relaxed look, as if he could perform magic.

"He didn't just get away. I went over to see that he killed the two Han country guys who attacked him. They were all killed instantly."

A woman's voice was then heard in the air. It was a female member of the Xia country player group.

"Boss, this guy is a bit difficult to deal with. Why don't we ignore him and deal with the remaining Han people first... Oh no! The Han people ran away!"

The third player from the Xia country, whose profession should be a gunner, had just given advice to the leader when he discovered that the two Han country guys who were confronting them in the distance suddenly summoned a motorcycle, then jumped on the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove very fast, probably at a speed of 200 yards.

"Hurry up and chase them! It's easy for the three of us to beat the two of them!"

Upon seeing this, the leader player from Xia country created a floating cloud-like thing with his hand, and pulled the gunner player onto the cloud and chased after it at high speed. The speed of the cloud was actually several points faster than the motorcycle of the player from Han country.

"Boss! What should we do with this haunted house? There must be something good in there!"

"Don't worry about it! Let's kill the Han country guy and come back! Maybe we can run into that lone wolf and the thing inside and fight them both, which is a good opportunity to get some benefits!"

From above the rapidly receding dark clouds, the voices of several people discussing could be heard, along with the sounds of continuous shooting from the gunners on both sides.

A chase battle between players began, and one of the parties was still thinking about the haunted house that Wang Zhifan was heading towards, and did not intend to really leave the benefits to him.

At the brightly lit door of the haunted house, Wang Zhifan ignored the whereabouts of other players and walked slowly into the haunted house.

The more he walked into this seemingly abnormal place, the more he could feel the powerful evil hidden inside, which was more powerful than the zombies he had encountered in the underground palace before.

"He should be a tough guy. We can have a good fight with him."

Holding the Qingdi Sword, Wang Zhifan entered a state of high mental concentration. His intuition told him that this time his opponent would not play too many tricks on him and that he would have to fight a tough battle.

"Let's play it safe first and try some tests. I'll use these cheap summons."

After a brief thought, he felt that it was too reckless to force it, so he took out the excellent-grade Yin-Wu Jar that he had just obtained from his space ring, and summoned the three ghosts inside by holding the Yin-Wu Jar in one hand.

In an instant, an ugly bald zombie, a hanged ghost with an extremely long neck and an even longer tongue, and a female ghost with empty eyes and bleeding eyes all appeared in front of Wang Zhifan, allowing him to command them.

Wang Zhifan did not cherish the ghost summons he had snatched. He ordered the three guys to launch an attack directly according to the position of the powerful enemy he sensed, in order to test the enemy's strength.

The corpse and two ghosts received his order and immediately rushed towards the brightly lit and ancient mahogany house in front of them, with an indomitable momentum to completely destroy this haunted house.

Wang Zhifan himself stayed where he was and watched carefully, waiting for the results of the first wave of tests.

Bang bang bang~
The strong and powerful bald zombie stomped his feet on the ground and was the first to fiercely crash into the mahogany door in front of him.

But at the moment when its body was about to touch the mahogany door, a slight ripple appeared in the air, and like a mysterious whirlpool, it was instantly absorbed and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh? I lost contact with it? What's going on?"

Wang Zhifan, who was standing at a distance holding the Yin-object jar, frowned suddenly and quickly asked the male and female ghosts who were about to follow the bald zombie to stop. They did not rush into the ancient house in front rashly to avoid continuous casualties.

He then carefully sensed the house in front of him that showed strange characteristics. He first confirmed that the fierce ghost he was looking for was inside, and then determined that the evil spirit that was contaminated by the house suddenly rose, perhaps it was dominated by the ghosts inside.

"Cuckoo~"

Before Wang Zhifan could figure out what was going on, a sinister female laugh suddenly came from the haunted house, carrying a malicious tone that made people's spine chill, as well as an angry and mocking tone.

Then Wang Zhifan saw the air ripples that had just appeared reappear in front of the house, and a bald figure in red emerged out of thin air. It was the bald zombie he sent in to investigate.

The bald zombie at this time was very different from when Wang Zhifan sent him in.

First of all, its originally plain face was covered with heavy makeup, making it look disgusting, like a man dressed as a woman.

Then its clothes changed, from the ordinary clothes before to a bright red short coat with the word "囍" on it. It looked like a servant helping with a wedding, and a male servant with heavy makeup.

"This female ghost is really full of evil tastes..."

Wang Zhifan was speechless when he saw this scene, and realized that the owner of the haunted house was indeed mocking him.

"roar~"

Then the bald zombie in red clothes and heavy makeup let out an angry roar and jumped towards its master Wang Zhifan, as if it wanted to tear Wang Zhifan alive. No matter how Wang Zhifan controlled it, he could not stop it at all.

To put it simply, Wang Zhifan discovered that the Yin-Wu Jar had lost control of the bald zombie.

"It can actually cut off the connection between the Yin Item Jar and the ghost, turning the ghost I controlled into its subordinate. That's quite interesting..."

With a light tap of one foot, Wang Zhifan immediately jumped high to avoid the red-clothed bald zombie that was rushing towards him. At the same time, he used the Yin-Wu Jar to control the other two ghosts to come to the rescue, creating a situation of two ghosts fighting one corpse.

The scene of the three fighting each other was a slap in the face to Wang Zhifan. It was obvious that all three ghosts belonged to him, but now one of them was instigated by the fierce ghost and started to go against him.

After watching the long-tongued male ghost and the blood-eyed female ghost fighting the bald zombie for a few seconds, Wang Zhifan did not interfere with them. Instead, he started the second wave of attempts and sent one of his dream clones to rush towards the haunted house in front.

He was very curious whether the existence in the haunted house could incite his dream clone. If so, the ability of this ghost might be a bit against the sky. Because Wang Zhifan's dream clone is not a summoned object, it is essentially an extension of his power and a part of himself in a broad sense.

The connection between Mengwo's clone and his original body is far closer than that of the bald zombie controlled by the Yinwujar.

The answer was soon revealed. As Mengwo's clone rushed towards the haunted house in front, the ripples in the air reappeared and were sensed by Wang Zhifan through his clone.

It was a cold and evil gaze, which had a special attraction and pulled Wang Zhifan's clone into a dark space.

There was nothing in the extremely dark space. One could only see a huge female face hanging in the middle. The woman's face was at least ten feet tall, and her eyes were fixed in the direction of the clone. A sinister and terrifying smile was outlined on her face as she looked down from above.

It can be vaguely seen that the woman should be an ancient person. Her face is extremely pale and she is wearing heavy ancient makeup. Her long hair is like a waterfall and she wears a bone hairpin. Her dark ghost eyes without pupils and the sinister curve of her mouth make her look extremely terrifying.

Since coming in, Wang Zhifan has felt the constant corrosive force in this dark space through his dream clone. It seems that this huge woman's face is corrupting him through her sight and wants to turn his clone into a puppet with evil energy.

But Wang Zhifan's dream clone is too closely connected to himself, and his own strength is extremely powerful, so it is difficult for this female ghost's gaze to shake him in a short period of time.

Moreover, there is a special mechanism in Mengwo's clone. Once the clone loses contact with the original body, it will collapse and become invisible, leaving no chance for others to use it.

"A strange space... a huge female ghost face... what on earth is this..."

While maintaining the stability of his clone, Wang Zhifan couldn't help but feel suspicious.

He was now very confused about where his clone was. It felt like it was not in the haunted house, but in a special space created by a female ghost.

The next moment, he thought of the scene when he first discovered the female ghost during the shaman dance. At that time, he saw the silhouette of a woman combing her hair on the window paper, and that woman must be this female ghost.

"Combing my hair... dressing table... mirror... yes, a mirror! The clone is in the mirror!"

Suddenly, Wang Zhifan understood why the space where his clone was located was so strange and why he could only see a huge female ghost face. The reason was obviously that the clone was in the mirror, in the mirror of the dressing table facing the female ghost!
"Is this your fighting mechanism? Pulling the opponent into the mirror space? Being outside the mirror, you are naturally invincible?"

Based on this inference, Wang Zhifan understood the power of this female ghost.

If it has a strong control over the mirror space, it would be really difficult to deal with. After all, no matter how powerful the existence in the mirror is, it cannot affect the outside of the mirror.

"Qingdi! Help me break the mirror space!"

After figuring out the key point, Wang Zhifan immediately drew his sword and pointed the legendary long sword emitting a jade luster at the haunted house in front of him. The intensity of his aura began to rise steadily, gathering more and more powerful strength.

As a person who has practiced the legendary martial art, the Mysterious Chapter of Eternal Freedom in All Time and Space, Wang Zhifan has been studying the laws of space recently. Although he has not achieved much, his understanding of the laws of space is not comparable to that of ordinary players. This is the basis for his confidence in breaking through the mirror space.

The Green Emperor Sword is the key to achieving his goal. This legendary weapon itself has the characteristic of "being able to cut through nothing". With such strength, it can even cut through man-made abstract concepts, let alone a mere space.

What's more, the mirror space is different from the real law space. It has a real carrier and is not a completely conceptual space, so it is easier to be completely defeated.

So after a few breaths, Wang Zhifan gathered all his strength and slashed out suddenly, allowing the Qingdi Sword in his hand to cut through the air in front of him, creating an unprecedented blow for him.

This sword contained all his understanding of the laws of space, and the tacit understanding he had developed with the Green Emperor Sword. Through the positioning of my dream clone in the mirror space, I slashed at the mirror space as a whole with incredible precision.

The plain blade light then penetrated the air and sank into the nothingness in front, as if it had entered a different space.

Then Wang Zhifan heard a sound similar to a mirror breaking coming from the haunted house in front of him, followed by a woman's sharp scream, which was full of anger and resentment.

Finally, he saw the haunted house he was in began to expand infinitely. Countless female ghosts in red appeared out of thin air everywhere around him, and surrounded him with ferocious faces. The scene looked like a thousand ghosts devouring his heart.

"Is this the second stage of the BOSS? Instead of using the mirror space, you're using illusion and clones to attack? I'm not afraid of you if you use these two methods. Let's see who can beat who!"

Trapped in the boundless haunted house and surrounded by many terrifying female ghosts in red, Wang Zhifan felt like he had entered his comfort zone and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

The reason is that the Great Dream Sword Sutra, which he has currently mastered and has reached Lv8 level, happens to be good at illusion and clone areas. It can be said that it has similar methods to the second stage of this BOSS.

He immediately mobilized his internal strength to create hundreds and thousands of dream-self clones, which gathered around himself to form a spectacular army of clones and started fighting with the red-clothed female ghosts.

During the whole process, he did not wield the sword himself. Instead, he controlled a large number of clones to fight against the red-clothed female ghosts, using the main approach of equal means.

However, he did this not because he was arrogant, but because he knew that the real female ghost had not yet appeared. Currently, it was only the trial stage where both sides were depleting each other's strength, and he could not show too much personal strength to the opponent.

As expected, with a large number of clones blocking and killing countless female ghosts in red, this fantasy world began to shake and gradually collapsed, and Wang Zhifan returned to the original haunted house.

At this time, the two major methods of the master of the haunted house were broken by him. The bald zombie and the male and female ghosts who were originally in the melee died together, leaving only the original body unkilled.

Wang Zhifan, holding the unsheathed Qingdi Sword in his hand, kicked open the door without hesitation and stepped into the house that had lost most of its strange power. He saw the female ghost in red sitting in front of the dressing table with a broken mirror in the house.

The ghost girl's aura was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning. Some of it was lost in the previous battle with him. Moreover, the ghost girl had her back to the door, and her cold and terrifying face could be seen in the broken mirror of the dressing table.

"What? Are you angry? Don't worry, you won't feel that way anymore in a minute!"

Sensing the female ghost's strong resentment towards him, Wang Zhifan first mocked it, and then suddenly slashed with a knife, intending to kill this powerful female ghost instantly.

However, the female ghost did not choose to sit and wait for death. First, her figure disappeared to avoid Wang Zhifan's terrifyingly powerful knife, and then the whole haunted house shook and quickly rose into the sky.

Wang Zhifan released his senses to investigate and discovered that a terrifying female ghost as huge as a mountain had emerged from the ground.

It stretched out its hands and lifted up the broken ghost house. Wang Zhifan stood in the ghost house as if he was in a small cage. (End of this chapter)