Nightmare Game: This hunter is too scary

Since there was no charge to trigger the 'long line to catch big fish' feature, the compression jet device on the bone chain claw did not provide acceleration.

The slower White Bone Chain Claw flew in, and the Sanskrit Ghost Monk tilted his head slightly and dodged the attack.

Since he is not really a living creature, he has no body and no body temperature.

Therefore, the 'thermal radiation tracking' characteristic of the chain jaw is also not triggered.

As soon as the chain was closed, the chain claws returned in vain.

Even so, the Sanskrit Ghost Monk was taken aback.

Knowing that his position had been exposed, he simply stood up and rushed over.

"Huh——!" The ghost monk's fleshy voice, which had not been used for a long time, emitted a piercing scream!

A slender weirdo who is more than three meters tall, his eyes are like copper bells, his body is full of red flesh, and he has no clothes rushing forward, and he is still very oppressive visually.

Even this momentum is enough to scare ordinary people into peeing!

However, the demon monk Ling Yichuan still stood in place, just raised his eyes, smiled and began to pull the chain on his hand, accumulating the power of the half-mechanical white bone chain claw.

On each chain, a small mechanical hole opens and begins to inhale air and compress nitrogen.

The built-in compressor emits a "buzzing" low sound.

As he waved the chain, a dim little progress bar appeared in front of him.

[5%-10%-15%-]

This represents the progress of accumulating power, advancing to 100% compressor to completely complete nitrogen compression, at this time throw out, the initial speed will reach the fastest!

Of course, he couldn't wait that long.

The Sanskrit Ghost Monk was approaching quickly, Ling Yichuan estimated the distance, and in two more seconds, he had to throw it out!

Better not let him get close!

However, the Sanskrit Ghost Monk rushed halfway through and suddenly made a special movement, interrupting Ling Yichuan's train of thought.

He grabbed the wrist of his left hand with his right hand, and with another scream, he suddenly pulled out his entire left arm with great force!

Ling Yichuan... Or the demon monk, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

It seems that I want to try it myself.

After the Sanskrit Ghost Monk pulled out a complete left arm, he suddenly threw this left arm to the ground!

Bang! This arm is like a boiled pig's trotter, and under this smash, the soft flesh and bone suddenly separated!

A large amount of minced meat was thrown directly towards Ling Yichuan.

"Huh?"

Ling Yichuan was caught off guard and was smashed in the face by these minced meat!

Between each piece of minced meat and the broken left arm, many densely packed black tentacles were connected, and they came to life again, squirming and spreading on Ling Yichuan's body...

Play the same old trick!

As long as the blood and flesh on the ghost monk's body spread out in large quantities on his body, then he would not be able to move!

Moreover, his physical strength and energy value will continue to be absorbed and become nutrients for the ghost monks!

The Sanskrit Ghost Monk grinned, his mouth full of exceptionally slender white teeth, neatly and tightly stitched.

Then he threw his left arm a few times and threw out all the flesh and blood attached to it!

Part of the flesh and blood flung to Ling Yichuan's body, and some of it flung to the ground, these life-rich flesh quickly climbed onto the target, fused with other pieces of meat, and quickly spread and tightened.

At this time, the flesh and blood on his left arm had been shaken clean.

The Sanskrit Ghost Monk first casually flicked his hand and connected the black tentacles on his arm that connected flesh and blood to his torso, all to his chest.

Then stretch out your right palm and flick every bone of your left arm, and in the moment you flick it, the rounded bone becomes a flat and thin blade.

He turned his left arm into a bone sword!

"Little monk..."

said the Sanskrit ghost monk with a fleshy voice

, "If I suck you dry, chop it into minced meat... Can you change back? Saying

that, he took the bone sword in his hand and rushed quickly!

Ling Yichuan's left and right hands were being dragged by the other party's flesh and blood at this moment, and the layers of blood and flesh like a blanket of bacteria grabbed his large and small arms while connecting to his ribs.

It was like creating a film under his armpits, severely limiting the movement of his hands!

The upper body and head and neck are also not optimistic.

He tried his best to raise his right arm, tore open the meat webbed under his armpit, grabbed his handsome face with his claws, and directly tore a large piece of the squirming flesh and blood on his face!

A pair of indistinguishable Danfeng eyes were revealed.

The Fanyin Ghost Monk had arrived in front of him, Ling Yichuan raised his head, and the two of them just looked at each other!

[Name: Fear Hypnosis

] [Type: Control Skill (General)

] [Level: D Level] [

Introduction: Release the skill at the moment of eye contact, and the target's deep fear will be presented in the pupils.

Once the skill is unleashed, the target will be flagged and the hypnotist will find its location easily.

Over the next 10 minutes, if the target's SAN value drops by more than 50%, the target will immediately go to sleep.

Sleep time is 5 minutes. 】

......

The first time Ling Yichuan used this skill on a replica monster, he wasn't sure if it was useful.

At this time, the Sanskrit Ghost Monk's body movements slowed down, and his eyes showed a touch of horror.

Ling Yichuan was secretly happy.

It seems that 'fear hypnosis' has worked.

In Ling Yichuan's pupils, the Sanskrit Ghost Monk first saw a beautiful woman with a red face and confused eyes.

Immediately afterwards, this beautiful woman turned into a faceless enchanting woman.

Yes, she has no face, but it makes people feel extremely enchanting.

The faceless woman wriggled and pierced the top of his head with her slender wriggling nails, and as a result, many black tentacles flowed out of his seven tips...

This is what the Sanskrit ghost monk saw at the moment when he was practicing Huanxi Zen, and his heart was out of control.

"Big Black Buddha Mother!" He had a moment of hesitation and fear.

When he hesitated, the flesh and blood controlled by those black tentacles also stopped.

Ling Yichuan felt that his body was loose, and immediately opened the white bone claw, pulled out the King Kong Bridge, and threw it up! Poke at the face of the Sanskrit Ghost Monk!

With a soft "whoosh", this Buddhist magic weapon with the characteristics of 'evil spirits' was like stabbing butter with a hot knife, and the whole root disappeared into the middle of the face of the Sanskrit ghost monk!

Because of the large face, this Vajra is on his face, which looks like a snowman's carrot nose.

"Uh Hmm! "

The Sanskrit Ghost Monk was in pain, stumbled back, and where the Vajra Qiao pierced, the effect of 'Meru Qi Corrosion' quickly diffused, and it was black!

He quickly pulled out the Vajra Bridge and threw it the ground!

When Ling Yichuan saw the location of his nose, there was a ridiculous blood hole.

The Fanyin Ghost Monk glared at him viciously, and the flesh and blood on Ling Yichuan's body tightened again, stopping his thoughts from wanting to continue to output.

This time it is estimated that the stab was not light, and the ghost monk grinned in pain and continued to retreat.

In the process of retreating, he held his head with both hands and pulled it up hard!

It's like taking off a helmet.

As a result, he really pulled it out.

A head that was being blackened by the corrosion of Meru gas was pulled out like this, and it was thrown on the ground like a rotten watermelon.

The big head with black in red rolled twice and came to Ling Yichuan's feet.

A pair of big bulging eyes that had lost their brilliance stared at him like a dead fish.

The current Sanskrit ghost monk looks even more terrifying.

He has no head, and the cervical vertebrae at his neck are exposed to the air, moving around, probing his brain.

It seems that I want to find a random head to insert again.

Seeing this, Ling Yichuan felt a little inexplicably funny, and immediately laughed:

"Hahahaha! Sure enough, it's a ghost! You can live without a head!

"I feel that this half of the cervical vertebrae is so lonely!"

"The poor monk really wants to go to the vegetable market and buy a pig's head for you to plant hahahaha!"

"I don't know if the pig demon will think that if they see it, they will think that you are racizing them hahahaha!!"

The demon monk's personality has a wonderful sense of humor and bad taste.

Under the fusion of Ling Yichuan, some modern hell jokes were also mixed.

He didn't seem to care at all that the flesh and blood on his body were getting tighter and tighter.

The Sanskrit Ghost Monk "heard" Ling Yichuan's taunt and clenched his fists.

His thrown head, without the support of the main mana, was quickly completely eroded by Meru Qi, turned into a pool of black water, and then completely purified and disappeared in the debris of countless swastika golden light.

This great monk two hundred years ago was completely moved by true anger.

He took back the left arm that had become a white bone, and the white bone's left palm and right hand flesh palm came together, making a gesture of clasping his hands together.

His cervical spine also hung low, as if hanging from a non-existent head.

He seems very religious.

It seems that the wind has picked up.

The breeze blew over Ling Yichuan's bald head, which was very cool.

The wind whimpered, and seemed to bring some indescribable chanting.

Ling Yichuan frowned.

No, these sounds are not brought by the wind.

These voices went directly into his head.

It's 'his heart'.

Some sounds that the human vocal cords could not make at all, syllables that could not be described in words, suddenly drilled into his mind.

Ling Yichuan was relieved.

Hey.

This embarrassed boss monster is finally going to open up.