Super Golden Eye

"Puff ~ cough cough~" Dai Cheng, who had been in a coma, suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled a suffocating breath. After a while, he heard only a grunt in his stomach, and then coughed violently.

Liu Xing'an had experience, so he immediately covered him with a quilt and carried him to the tent next to him, which was close to the fire.

After a while, Dai Cheng opened his eyes faintly, and when he saw Fang Yang on the opposite side, he almost cried: "Mr. Fang, help me! I don't want to die!"

Fang Yang comforted: "Don't be afraid, tell me what happened? Why did you suddenly fall into a coma?"

Dai Cheng said in a crying voice: "I don't know, I just relieved my hand on the other side, and suddenly my whole body got cold, and then I found that I couldn't control myself, and then I didn't know anything!"

Fang Yang immediately grasped the crux of the problem: "What caused you to become unconscious when you controlled your body?"

Dai Cheng replied affirmatively: "Yes, that kind of feeling is very weird, it seems like being caught in an evil!"

Fang Yang didn't ask any more: "I see, don't think about it, take a good rest here, and you'll be fine after a sleep."

Liu Xing'an immediately greeted two people over: "Come on, come over and take care of it, so that everyone does not go far and pay attention to safety!"

Fang Yang walked out of the tent and saw Wang Qiang and immediately asked, "Is Dai Xianglong still inside?"

Wang Qiang replied: "I have been guarding here and did not see him come out."

"That's good, I hope nothing will happen to him." Fang Yang said and rushed into the tent, followed by Wang Qiang.

As soon as the two of them rushed into the tent, they only felt a wave of spatial fluctuations. Fang Yang sighed inwardly with a sigh in his heart: It was careless!

The surrounding scene completely changed, the tent disappeared, replaced by a desolate and terrifying. There are stumps and broken arms, skeletons of skeletons everywhere, just like the sight of Shura hell.

As soon as they came out, they saw many people wearing ancient costumes rushing towards them. The two were unceremonious, and they were all resolved.

Wang Qiang looked at the gray sky above his head: "Why is this so like the scene in that dream? Why are we here?"

Fang Yang looked around warily and replied: "I should have thought long ago that the problem lies in the painting by Dai Xianglong!"

Wang Qiang asked: "What's wrong with the painting? Didn't Dai Cheng say that he painted a lot?"

Fang Yang replied: "There are a lot of paintings, but there is only one real original! And that painting should be an entrance to a different space.

There have been so many supernatural incidents in Kaoshan Col over the years, it should all be the ghost of that painting! Now it uses our carelessness to successfully deceive us into their space. "

Wang Qiang spit on his hand: "Bah~ whoever he is, if you dare to fight Lao Tzu's idea, let me climb away!"

Fang Yang reminded: "Be careful, this kind of spell is not the same as ours. It should be a long time ago. It's very evil. Beware of overturning in the gutter."

As the two talked and walked forward, Wang Qiang suddenly pointed and exclaimed, "Fang Yang, look over there!"

Fang Yang saw a dilapidated courtyard not far away. There were still many lonely ghosts working there. Around the courtyard, the fighting was the most intense.

In the marginal area, there are still a group of wandering souls. From the clothing point of view, wearing modern clothes should be the tourists who were missing or killed before, and their souls have been detained here and become slaves.

At this time, the two groups of people who were fighting found Fang Yang and Wang Qiang at the same time, immediately put down their opponents, hulled over to them!

Wang Qiang's expression changed: "These bastards! You hit you, we just passed by!"

Fang Yang's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the front entrance of the courtyard, he could vaguely see a big pronoun: "Wang Qiang, it is estimated that this place may be the old house of the Dai family back then!"

Wang Qiang asked, "Dai's old house? That is to say, Dai Xianglong's ancestor? Why can't we get along with us?"

What angered the two of them the most was that the ghosts of the generations let the wandering spirits of the tourists trapped in this trendy strike forward, and the other two attacked!

Because they clearly knew that these people were forced and couldn't bear to kill them, they were forced to rush.

At this time, the ghost army of the Dai family had also surrounded it, as if it had no consciousness of its own, only endless killings in its eyes.

Wang Qiang said bitterly: "Fuck, these bastards, they will never let people stop when they die!"

Fang Yang was finally able to see the ontology of these ghosts here, and he was very cautious: "Don't underestimate these ghosts. They can stay here for so long. It's not unreasonable, they are all ghosts."

Wang Qiangzhen flew a few wandering souls close to him, and patted two ghosts away: "I'm afraid he is a bird! But it's not easy to attack his own people, right? Why don't these guys know how to resist?"

Fang Yang's golden light masterpieces all over the body, the tantric handprints are not issued, and the powerful Buddha light makes these wandering souls palpitations, but they are not moving forward:

"Don't worry about them, look for those ghosts first! Clean up those guys, and naturally the game here will be broken!"

Fang Yangbao was solemn, like a **** descending from the earth, with lotus growing under his feet, and strode towards the Dai family Ligui behind the wandering soul army.

Although Daijia Ligui has been dead for many years, he is even more fierce. Scrambling to wave the weapon in his hand, rushed up.

If it weren't for revealing the body, the strangeness of these ghosts could really cause Fang Yang a lot of trouble. But exposing the body is much easier.

The tantric big mudra is definitely the authentic Buddhism, to deal with these ghosts, at least return 300% of the critical strike bonus! Every big mudra can disperse a ghost.

Wang Qiang was still gearing up to help, but seeing Fang Yang so relaxed, like cutting melons and vegetables, he couldn't help but stop, he didn't know where he took out a handful of melon seeds and started to eat!

In less than three minutes, Fang Yang wiped out all the two teams of ghosts in front of him. When he looked back at Wang Qiang, he couldn't help but get angry and stop fighting. "Hey, let you watch the show?"

Wang Qiang said with a smile: "It's hard work for those who are able! Besides, you can kill a chicken with a sledgehammer? You can handle this little scene yourself. I am very optimistic about you!"

Fang Yang rolled his eyes and said, "You can pull it down! This day, I will be able to compete with Ji Ping, not so poor."

Wang Qiang threw the melon seeds in his hand and clapped his hands: "These ghosts are really bad enough, how can they hurt you at this level?"

Fang Yang also felt a little strange: "Indeed, it seems that there are still big guys who have not come out. If there are only these goods, it is really not enough."

"Quack, are you looking for me?"

When the chaotic spirits heard this sound, they all knelt on the ground, shivering. Behind the wandering soul, a general in golden chain mail walked out slowly.

Although the helmets were large, Fang Yang and Wang Qiang recognized him at a glance, without the slightest surprise: "Dai Xianglong, it really is you!"

Dai Xianglong at this time, his face pale without the slightest blood, and his throat hoarse, it seems that it is not his voice:

"You are the strongest group of people I have encountered. If I can absorb your soul power, then maybe I can break through the shackles and regain the hope of life!"

And Fang Yang said coldly: "Hehe, it's really funny, but don't you introduce yourself first? I'm afraid you are just borrowing a corpse to resurrect now, right?"

"You're right. If it weren't for being forced to be helpless, how come I would look at this humble body on behalf of the Golden Dragon!"

On behalf of Jinlong stretched out his hands: "But it is not easy to encounter such a powerful soul power. Now I will give you a chance to become my entourage, or be swallowed by me!"