Zhang Shuo's horror house stopped receiving tourists until five o'clock in the afternoon. Only some people who had not given up were left behind who had passed the barriers and stayed inside. However, today, a group of special people came.

More than a dozen Ivecos drove in, and a group of people wearing uniforms got off the bus in an orderly manner and came to the door of the Horror House.

The entire amusement park seemed less noisy and quieter.

For some reason, when people look at these people, they always feel a little scared in their hearts and subconsciously retreat.

Especially the old man and a royal sister standing in front, it makes people involuntarily intimidated.

Du Mengqing is already waiting here.

"Mr. Jia, Chief Ma, the boss is already waiting for you inside."

"Um."

Mr. Jia signaled Ma Xiaolin to bring people in first.

They came this time more than 400 people, and because some necessary positions cannot be vacancies, they have to be divided into two batches.

Ten minutes later, Ma Xiaolin brought everyone to the grass in the undead world. They all watched the Tai Chi diagram hanging in the air, slowly rotating, and they were all amazed.

If it were ordinary people, they might not think that there was anything special about this Tai Chi diagram, which was nothing compared to other wonderful things here, but the people present were not ordinary people, and they could feel the mystery of this Tai Chi diagram.

"Don't ask more, sit down." Zhang Shuo said.

Ma Xiaolin nodded, she signaled everyone, and everyone sat down immediately.

Black clouds swept through the sky, and the wind spirit fell from the sky and slowly fell in front of everyone.

"Ghost Queen?"

Everyone looked at Feng Ling in surprise, feeling the huge pressure emitted from her, and everyone's face was a little pale.

They also saw the records of Zhang Shuo's commentary and saw the battle between the Ghost Queen and the not-man commander. At that time, everyone thought it was virtualized by a computer. Otherwise, would it be that there was really a superman in the world?

But now, when they really faced Feng Ling, feeling the breath alone, they felt a huge pressure that made them breathless, and cold sweat faintly emerged from behind everyone.

A thought arose in their minds that they couldn't even believe it.

The video when Zhang Shuo was giving a commentary might be...really.

This made everyone's heart sank.

How terrible the scene was at that time, they all saw it. Not only did it destroy the world, but it could easily shatter a mountain. Such power was not fictional in computers, but real?

It's simply unimaginable!

Everyone remained silent, and they didn't even dare to look up at Feng Ling.

Even Mr. Jia and Ma Xiaolin felt a little uncomfortable when they felt the breath of Feng Ling.

They looked at each other in a complicated way.

Now it is confirmed that Zhang Shuo’s men really have a strong man of heaven!

That was a height that they could not touch and could only look up to.

Zhang Shuo walked over, sat aside, and said:

"Okay, let's not waste time, let's start."

Ma Xiaolin and Mr. Jia nodded and sat in the front.

Feng Ling looked at the group of well-trained and neatly sitting psychics, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

Suddenly, I seemed to remember the years ten thousand years ago.

At that time, there were also some psychics standing in front of her, hundreds of times more numerous than those in front of her, and they were vast and filled with several peaks.

And now, she is the only one left.

Feng Ling put away his thoughts.

She could feel the level of these psychics in front of her. Except for two people who reached the level of evil ghosts, the aura on everyone else was either the level of wandering souls or had just entered the level of wild ghosts.

For psychics, they are just entering the initial stage of cultivation.

In ancient times, all 16-year-old teenagers in the Feng Clan who held an adult ceremony would reach this level.

She already knows what to say. For these psychics who are just starting out, it is enough to teach some basic common sense.

"My name is Feng Ling. Since my master has given me the instructions, I will first tell you some common sense that all psychics should know. These are the most basic."

Ma Xiaolin's ears moved.

"Owner?"

She looked at Zhang Shuo in surprise.

Just now, this powerful man of heaven is called Zhang Shuo’s master?

She looked at Jia Lao and saw Jia Lao shook his head at her.

It seems that they still underestimated Zhang Shuo.

The mystery of Zhang Shuo's body is not something they can see through.

On this side, Feng Ling said a few simple words, pointed his finger, and the Tai Chi diagram hanging in the air suddenly turned into a sky like a curtain, and then slowly fell towards everyone.

With the whereabouts of the Tai Chi diagram, mysterious aura enveloped everyone.

When the black air flows, it is cold and harsh, but it can resonate with the power in their bodies.

They knew that that was the power they had after they became psychics.

When the white air flows, although they don’t know what the white air is, the white air brings them warm and safe feeling, giving them a sense of physical instinctive closeness.

These two auras entangled and flowed, endlessly and endlessly.

They seemed to feel some unspeakable traces of the law from it.

This is the power of the Ghost King. It is very convenient to be able to use the rules of power with ease, whether it is fighting against the enemy or teaching newcomers.

It can summon rules to make people feel directly.

Just as everyone was immersed in the wonderful insights, Feng Ling spoke.

"All things in the world are divided into two sides of yin and yang, and the emptiness can overcome the real one, and..."

Feng Ling suddenly stopped, her pretty face became cold, and she looked somewhere in the sky.

Zhang Shuo also stood up, his eyes a little unkind.

He is the master of the Yin and Yang Pan of the Sky, and can directly control the undead world, and his authority is still above Feng Ling.

Just now, he suddenly felt that someone had cut open the world of the undead and forced himself in, and as soon as he came in, he flew towards a star in the sky.

The star is not fake, but...the sky-covering plate!

The intruders came for the sky-blocking plate!

Ma Xiaolin and others were full of doubts, but seeing that Zhang Shuo and Feng Ling's faces were not right, they did not dare to speak.

They only saw that Zhang Shuo just raised his hand gently, and a simple compass as big as a palm suddenly appeared in his hand.

Zhang Shuo snorted coldly and closed the sky-blocking plate.

Above the sky, it seemed calm, but was still covered by black and red clouds, but a sinister laughter came from it.

"Gaga! Who would have thought that the actor's strength was not a fictional one on the screen. The seemingly performing battle was actually a real scene, good! Not bad!"

Feng Ling said coldly:

"Who is the sacred person? Show up!"

call!

A wave of air burst out from Feng Ling, and in the sky, black clouds rolled, and the dead were looming, searching everywhere.
Chapter completed!