Best Immortal Supreme System

The black fog easily passed through the glass and hit Mr. Guo.

The speed is too fast. Zhou Heng has no time to remind him.

But Mr. Guo reacts. He grabs the copper stick wrapped in white cloth behind him and hits the black fog with one.

Can he see? Zhou Heng opened his mouth wide in surprise. He had met some ordinary people with Yin and Yang eyes, such as Ding Dang, the son of Ding long, but it was the first time for a friar like Mr. Guo to meet him.

In fact, like Zhou Heng, Mr. Guo is not a natural owner of yin and Yang eyes. It's just different from Zhou Heng's ability to use Yin Yang eye when he unlocked the authority of Yin Yang eye in the Heavenly Master system. Mr. Guo was recognized in Kunlun through extremely harsh practice. Kunlun doctors changed his eyes for him. When Mr. Guo was old, he would return to Kunlun and return his eyes with Yin Yang eye ability.

The black fog dispersed before it came into contact with Mr. Guo's copper stick, and then dispersed in the glass isolation room.

In Zhou Heng's opinion, the whole isolation room turned black. Although he had Yin and Yang eyes, they were not perspective eyes. He became unable to see the situation in the room.

"What's going on inside?" He asked Ye Jian without Yin and Yang eyes.

"Mr. Guo seems to be dancing sticks again," said Ye Jian suspiciously, "but it doesn't look like it."

"Isn't Mr. Guo hurt?" Zhou Heng asked.

"Hurt?" Ye Jian is a little worried and says, "I'm afraid he might hurt Miss Tong by accident. The room is not big. What should he do if he fails?"

When Zhou Heng heard Ye Jian's words, he began to worry. If the isolation room is used as a battlefield, it's too small, so if he rushes in now, I'm afraid Mr. Guo's long stick will not be able to be used.

"Ah Ye Jian suddenly sighed with joy.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Henglian asked.

"Mr. Guo has untied the white cloth!" Ye Jian said excitedly that he wanted to see Mr. Guo's stick dance in the party hall again.

Zhou Heng knew that the fierce ghost must be very difficult to deal with, but he was also afraid that Guo really had the ability to solve the fierce ghost, so that his 11 points of merit would be taken away by others.

Hesitating whether to break in, the black fog in the glass isolation room began to fade.

Zhou Heng saw the situation inside again.

Mr. Guo was standing on one side of the hospital bed with copper sticks in his hands. He was confronting the black fog on the other side of the hospital bed.

"Why doesn't he dance?" Ye Jian said curiously.

But Zhou Heng noticed that Mr. Guo's hand was shaking slightly. He must have been hurt.

Mr. Luo's expression became serious.

Mr. Guo released a hand holding the stick, and then used it to open his white mask.

"Hiss -" when Ye Jian saw Mr. Guo's face under his mask, he took a deep breath.

That's not a human face anymore.

The part under Mr. Guo's nostril has no skin at all. When his muscles and bones are exposed to the air, we can see that it is not accidental disfigurement, but the result of artificial creation - the part with skin and the part without skin are neatly divided, and the whole lip has been lost, leaving no residue.

No wonder his voice is so strange. Zhou Heng thought in his heart.

Mr. Guo opened his mouth and uttered some strange syllables.

"What is he talking about?" Ye Jian didn't understand Mr. Guo at all.

But Zhou Heng knew that Mr. Guo was talking to the ghost.

Yes, Mr. Guo sacrificed half of his face in order to get the ability to communicate with ghosts. He can only wear a mask for the rest of his life. In contrast, Zhou Heng was able to communicate with ghosts easily at the moment of acquiring the Heavenly Master system.

"Are you Tong in charge?" Mr. Guo said in syllables that only ghosts could understand.

The black fog swayed in the air, as if admitting it.

Another fierce ghost who can communicate! Although there was an example of Li Yuyao before, Zhou Heng was surprised to see this kind of fierce ghost who still kept his mind. After arriving at Linhai City, he encountered more and more strange things, and more and more strange.

"Why are you pestering her?" Mr. Guo continued. It took him two to three times as long to finish a complete sentence.

The black fog seemed unwilling to answer this question. After a little empty, it ran into Mr. Guo.

Mr. Guo took off the white cloth with the copper stick toward the black fog, black fog or in accordance with the previous method with the way to escape. But the black fog did not expect that the copper stick in Mr. Guo's hand had been hollowed out. When the copper stick was waved, the air also passed through the center of the copper stick, and the copper stick made a strange whistling sound.

The whistling increased the strike range of the copper stick, and the black fog swept by the sound wave turned into white smoke, curling up in the air.

"His stick is smoking!" In the eyes of Ye Jian without Yin and Yang, the white smoke seemed to come out of the copper stick in Mr. Guo's hand.But Zhou Heng understood that Mr. Guo had been able to hurt the ghost.

Now Zhou Heng is not in a hurry. If Mr. Guo's strength is only so, I'm afraid he is not the opponent of this fierce ghost.

Mr. Guo in the isolation room also realized this. He waved the copper stick faster and faster, and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.

"Slow down, Mr. Guo. Please slow down!" Steward Tong, who is standing outside the isolation room, is very worried. He is afraid that Mr. Guo will accidentally hurt Miss Tong on the hospital bed.

In fact, with Mr. Guo's strength, it's not too big a problem to deal with ordinary fierce ghosts. It's just that the strength of this fierce ghost is too extraordinary at present. Even Zhou Heng, who is waiting outside, is not sure. When Mr. Guo starts, he should be careful not to hurt miss Tong on the hospital bed by mistake, which is even more difficult.

"There seems to be something wrong." Even Ye Jian, who had no Yin and Yang eyes, saw Mr. Guo's abnormality.

"Let me go next." Zhou Heng said to Ye Jian. Now, he can confirm that Mr. Guo has no chance of winning.

"Good!" Ye Jian agreed. Ye Jian is only good at geomantic calculus. If he wants to show his hand before Zhou Heng, he will die in vain.

In the glass isolation room, Mr. Guo is at the end of his life. His hands are shaking, his feet are floating, and sweat is falling on his forehead. This is the phenomenon of detachment. This copper staff is one of Kunlun's standard magic weapons. It is very physical when used, so it is usually wrapped with white cloth to prevent unnecessary consumption. Once used, it also requires quick decision.

If we continue to fight, Mr. Guo's situation will only become more and more dangerous.

The black fog seemed to be not busy deciding with Mr. Guo. It floated to the left, flew to the right to avoid Mr. Guo's attack, and feigned at him to consume Mr. Guo's physical strength. It is playing with its opponent cruelly, waiting for him to fall down because of his lack of strength.

"He's going to do something special." Zhou Heng said suddenly. He can be sure that this Guo must still have some unique skills. He is also waiting for the moment when his opponent is careless.

And that moment is coming.

"What?" Ye Jian didn't understand Zhou Heng's words, "unique skill?"

Like hearing Zhou Heng's suggestion, Mr. Guo in the glass isolation room suddenly gave a big drink.

"Disease When the syllable burst out of Mr. Guo's mouth.

Mr. Guo's body inflates like an inflated balloon, just like the exaggeration in the movie. His muscles burst his coat, revealing his body covered with strange symbols. And the blood vessels on the surface of his body also bulged, as if they would burst at any time.

Mr. Guo gasped like a bull.

He grasped the copper stick in his hand, then raised it high and waved it heavily towards the black fog!

With this stick, all things die!

All the people outside the isolation room were shocked by the momentum of the stick, and the air of the whole fengxu hall was lowered with the swing of the stick.

This is the strength of Kunlun friars!

With the wave of this stick, all the black fog in the isolation room disappeared.

And miss Tong on the bed also opened her eyes.