Super God: From Ghost Controller to Emperor Fengdu

All the survivors present were completely desperate, and the fear in their eyes almost overflowed!

This Asian man appeared with a strange door.

He was once regarded as a life-saving straw by the survivors, but now, he is dead too! then.

Some survivors were so grief-stricken that they almost fainted.

There were also several survivors who cursed on the spot. but.

These people also paid a price for their actions.

As a massacre target marked by a suppressed person, the basis for this ghost to determine the order of killing is actually whether the target is conspicuous! then.

They soon became part of the pile of corpses.

Of course.

Wu Zhao was also among them.

Gwen:"……It seems we can't get out.

Ned:"I think so. Hell, I haven't dealt with those boxes of magazines under my bed yet... God bless me, I hope my mother stays out of my bedroom." Peter

:"Not necessarily... Look, the man's body just now, he... didn't bleed!""

In the conversation between the trio in low voices.

Changes are taking place.

Wu Zhao's folded body is located on the far left side of the corpse railing on the second floor. The horrific wounds caused by the large tear on the body, as Peter said, have not leaked out. A drop of blood!

But...

He shed something else!

What gushes out is a strange gray mist with the texture of high-temperature ashes.

As the gray mist pours out, all the corpses that come into contact with the gray mist are burning violently, thus sweeping The black clouds in the sky are quickly spreading.

It seems to cover the entire field.

Gradually, the pile of corpses is burned by the blazing high temperature into ashes and remains accompanied by the black clouds rolling back into the sky.

Inevitable.

The overwhelming body. As a result, it gradually fell until it fell to the level with Wu Zhao's corpse.

The explosive flames engulfed it. The crackling high temperature forced the pressure to be forced to use more supernatural resistance.

So.

The suppressive effect of the strange realm diminished.

At this moment, a divine light emerged in Wu Zhao's empty eyes.

Phew! -

Gray embers mixed with high temperature spurted outward from Wu Zhao's mouth and nose.

Yes.

Wu Zhao is not dead!

He is responsible for two major sequences of Li Gui, and they are both black evil level beings. Wu Zhao himself has the black evil, the highest level of terror.

With Wu Zhao's immortality, let alone the body being folded in half. It was torn apart.

Wu Zhao could also rely on his increasingly powerful immortality to recover from the aggregation. He could sense himself a little.

Wu Zhao discovered that the supernatural effect of the oppressive uncanny still acted on him... Even if the current oppressive gui stood still Even though he was already at the same level as himself, it was still taking effect!

His eyes turned.

He looked into the dead eyes of Jie Rengui.

"Hehe, General... what a piece of shit!"

The supernatural effect of the strange furnace swept through the whole place like a torrent.

Diffuse black clouds.

Rolling ashes.

Like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, it quickly enveloped the overwhelming strange people... The next moment, a hat made of black clouds and ashes condensed The illusory alchemy furnace included the oppressive creature.

The even more terrifying supernatural confrontation ended in an instant.

The combined package of the oppressive deceit being burned and melted instantly reached death. Of course, the self-pressure Wu Zhao endured The human attack ended here.

Bang!—The spine recovered on its own!

Boom!—Wu

Zhao jumped down from the railing on the second floor to the lobby on the first floor. At this moment...because he lost his source Weird.

The mysterious realm that shrouded the huge surrounding space also dissipated. The warm sunset poured in again.

The gloomy and evil atmosphere in the museum was gradually dissipating.

As for Wu Zhao himself, he had already been walking with a slightly stiff pace. , stepped into the bronze trick door, and returned to the old house...

The only dozen or so people left in the museum were like frightened quails, waiting for the police's rescue.

After all, the personal demonstrations of many 'warriors' before made them helpless. One person dared to escape from this place.

Fortunately, with the disappearance of the strange realm, the supernatural being that isolated the electromagnetic signal no longer existed. Therefore, three hours after death, this group of unlucky people waited for the rescue they deserved.

……

Old house.

Cao Cao and Ah Zhui shared some shocking information.

Inform them one by one of the killing rules of the oppressive guile, the size of the guile domain and its specific attributes.

The rest.

Wu Zhao didn't bother to mention even half a word.

Otherwise what else. must admit.

This containment of the oppressive people is somewhat embarrassing.

Since Wu Zhao entered the opponent's treacherous territory.

He just knew it.

He triggered Li Jui's killing pattern and was marked for death by Li Jui.

After the next party observes and summarizes.

Wu Zhao is sure.

In an oppressive and treacherous realm.

He was unable to regain a high position through any means and gain a wider space for activities. so.

Like it or not.

Wu Zhao had to die once, otherwise, he would not be able to get close to the stack of corpses!

Unable to bring the overwhelming position to the same level as himself.

With the overwhelming control and strength of his own domain, Wu Zhao was helpless against the opponent!

That is impossible in a practical sense.

Wu Zhao had tried it.

Use sequence impact to launch an attack on the oppressive enemy.

It's a pity... the oppressive trick has the highest position... with the superposition of the trick realm and its supernatural effects, Wu Zhao's attack can't even lock onto its body!

It can only be said that... the overwhelming and mysterious realm and the supernatural effects are superimposed.

He, who was in the highest position, had an undoubted absolute advantage, so Wu Zhao had no choice but to try his own way and enter the game personally.

Fortunately.

The end result is good!

Now.

Wu Zhao is summarizing the review.

He is thinking.

When faced with such an absolutely overwhelming force again, what method should be used to deal with it? finally.

Wu Zhao came to a conclusion.

Or, just like myself in the past, enter the game with your own body!

Or, use a larger deception zone to forcefully suppress the opponent's deception zone, ban it from the outside to the inside, and turn the battlefield into your own home court!

And this... is also the key to why it is so difficult to deal with Li Gui who possesses the Gui Domain!

……

The next day.

Wu Zhao got up early as usual.

After becoming the Trickster, he began to become more and more inhuman.

Even in the past, I could easily sleep until I woke up naturally. Now I only need four hours of light sleep to regain my vitality and feel full of energy.

As for Ah Chai?

Feel sorry.

For people with a life level like that of an angel, sleeping is no longer necessary.

It can only be regarded as a diversion in their free time. obviously.

Faced with so many unknowns, Ah Zhui was really in no mood to waste time.

At this moment, she was using the micro-wormhole corridor, playing with a piece of bone from a distance. It was another Cursed Killing Cree left behind after the Human-Head Creepy melted down.

"How about it? It’s been almost a day. Have you analyzed anything?"

Facing the rising sun.

Wu Zhao stretched himself and talked to Ah Zhui.