Hearing Su Yuan's question, Luo Wensong frowned slightly.
Especially when he looked around and saw several old graves nearby, as well as a grave that was obviously newly dug, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
Finally, he withdrew his gaze and stared at Su Yuan again, but at this moment, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"Do you know that door? Young man, it seems that you know a lot of secrets, but I advise you not to ask. Knowing too much may not be a good thing."
"Don't worry, I have my plan, you just need to tell me what you know."
Facing the confidence revealed in Su Yuan's words, Luo Wensong smiled at this moment.
Now that he was summoned by the soul-returning incense, he is still in middle age. It can be said that both his mind and strength are at the peak of his life. He is not Luo Wensong when he was the manager of the ghost post office. Su Yuan, who seems to be arrogant,
The tone will naturally cause some reactions from him.
"Interesting, it seems that you are very confident in your own strength. Although our era has ended, I am also very curious. Since you want to completely end this supernatural era, let me weigh it and see.
Do you have the ability to bear everything?"
As Luo Wensong's words fell, he suddenly took action.
Just taking a step forward, the cold aura spread, and terrifying supernatural beings affected the surroundings.
The ground began to collapse and dent, forming a large pit that looked like a door. The pit was so dark and deep that you couldn't see the bottom, and you didn't know where it was connected to.
At the same time, the surrounding light dimmed at an unimaginable speed, causing creaking sounds to be heard around Su Yuan, as if there were many invisible doors around him.
And at this moment, all doors will open at the same time.
Countless mortal supernatural curses broke out. This was by no means as simple as a test, but Luo Wensong was taking action with all his strength.
This is to kill Su Yuan.
This is the terrifying thing about Luo Wensong, one of the seven members of the Republic of China, who can instantly superimpose the murderous supernatural power of death.
If we talk about supernatural attacks, apart from Zhang Dong, it can be said that Luo Wensong is the first person.
However, in the face of this situation, Su Yuan remained calm. He did not retreat, but also took a step forward, quite tit for tat.
Suddenly, dark-brown fonts surrounded him, and a steady stream of dark-brown blood seeped out of his body, as if there was something invisible, using his own blood as raw material, writing crazily.
What are you wearing?
Lines of weird and twisted words surrounded Su Yuan, densely packed and layered, completely engulfing his figure.
And at this moment, the supernatural power of the fire spread over Su Yuan's body, making his whole body look as if he was wrapped in a layer of firelight, which also dispelled the surrounding darkness.
It burned crazily with supernatural fuel, and as the fire burned, a puddle appeared at Su Yuan's feet.
The ghost lake spread, flooding everything around it, and the doors that appeared on the ground were filled with force.
But even so, there are still some supernatural attacks, and some doors that are not filled are still opened.
The terrifying supernatural curse of death was still formed.
However, in the face of the superimposed terrifying supernatural beings, Su Yuan remained calm. At this moment, he activated the restart, and then suddenly appeared in front of Luo Wensong.
An extremely fierce straight punch rushed towards Luo Wensong's face.
"Take my punch of respecting the elderly and loving the young!"
The roaring wind of the fist, mixed with the terrifying supernatural attack on the bus, if hit by such a punch, would be enough to make a terrifying ghost fall into silence.
However, facing Su Yuan's punch, Luo Wensong still narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "It's a good punch."
But the smile revealed a strong danger.
Soon Su Yuan knew why Luo Wensong was laughing.
This old guy from the Republic of China was so ignorant of martial arts that he even practiced martial arts secretly!
His fierce punch was actually dodged by him, and he even grabbed his wrist. The moment the two came into contact, Su Yuan saw dark brown corpse spots appearing on the back of his hand.
, and continued to spread towards the arm, while his face turned a little gloomy.
It seemed like a simple touch, but in fact Luo Wensong used the mortal supernatural superposition to resist the bus supernatural, and even had the energy to let the terrifying corpse stains erode himself.
Faced with this situation, Su Yuan's face darkened slightly, and then he said: "Have you ever practiced martial arts? What's so great about it? It's hard for two fists to defeat four hands. I have more than four hands!"
The next moment, Su Yuan's clothes suddenly bulged, and then blue-gray arms extended out from it one after another, grabbing Luo Wensong.
Likewise, each arm carries a fatal supernatural attack.
Although it is not as good as Luo Wensong's ability to instantly superimpose the supernatural law of mortality, the ghosts that Su Yuan himself has swallowed have at least a dozen kinds of supernatural powers of mortality.
It may not be effective against real ghosts, but it becomes extremely deadly against ghost masters.
And when faced with the erosion of corpse spots, Su Yuan simply ignored it.
Corpse Spot's curse is very scary, but he possesses the supernatural power of the curse. It only takes some time to completely dissolve Corpse Spot. Even if it doesn't work, he can easily erase Corpse Spot.
So he acted completely unconcerned.
Facing Su Yuan's attack, Luo Wensong quickly realized that the situation was not conducive to him.
Just like what Su Yuan said, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. No matter how powerful he is, he only has two hands.
However, the strange thing is that when faced with Su Yuan's attack, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he showed a ruthless look on his face and retreated instead of advancing.
At the same time, he raised his slightly skinny palm and stretched out two fingers to point at Yang Suyuan's forehead.
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Seeing this, Su Yuan did not dodge or evade, intending to resist Luo Wensong's fatal supernatural attack.
He, Su Yuan, was able to grow to where he is now because of his unremitting efforts, ninety-nine percent of his sweat, and one percent of good luck to reach his current height.
You're just a has-been old man, but you still have the nerve to ask him to back down?
Not to mention Luo Wensong, not even if Zhang Dong comes!
The next moment, the word "Zhen" slowly appeared on Su Yuan's pale eyeballs.
Sadako's superpower was used by him, and the invisible power interfered with Luo Wensong's actions, making his attack one step slower than Su Yuan's.
However, this step is slow, and the step is slow. As the saying goes, a slight difference can make a difference of a thousand miles. With a crisp sound of cracking bones, Luo Wensong staggered and subconsciously took several steps back, but he quickly stabilized himself.
Body shape.
At this moment, he could be said to be extremely embarrassed. There were many cuts on his body, and his body was almost torn apart. Various fingerprints and fist marks were deeply embedded in his flesh, as if they were going to penetrate it directly.
What's even more frightening is that there is a gap the size of a walnut on his forehead. Su Yuan used the magical skill of snapping his fingers to knock it out. The force was so strong that it even broke his neck, causing his head to collapse.
Follow the tilt.
Suffering from such a terrible injury, Luo Wensong shook his body and tried to move, but in the end, his body was almost torn, causing him to stagger and almost fall.
At the same time, only a small section of the soul-returning incense that represented the time of his existence was left.
The short attack greatly consumed the time of his existence. On the other hand, Su Yuan was safe and sound. Even at this moment, even the corpse spots on his body were gradually fading.
Comparing the two, it is completely a matter of judgment.
However, in the face of this situation, Luo Wensong acted happier. Although he still looked so cunning and insidious, the joy from the heart was not fake.
Because the touch that Su Yuan left on his forehead was the supernatural power that would lead to death when knocking on the door, and it was also the supernatural power that originally belonged to him.
But a true supernatural being cannot have both at the same time, so when Su Yuan used his supernatural attack, Luo Wensong quickly understood what was going on.
"What a powerful young man. I admit that you are indeed qualified to take charge of this era."
In the fight just now, he had to admit that he had lost.
It's not that the mortal curse is not terrifying enough, but that Su Yuan relied on his own supernatural power to make an excellent counterattack. The burning fire, coupled with the weird fonts surrounding him, had blocked most of the mortal curse and covered the surrounding area.
The ghost lake intercepted most of the curses that would cause death when opening the door, and the remaining curses were no longer enough to kill it.
And Su Yuan's strength is obviously more than that. Luo Wensong can completely feel that he can't win.
Even if he were to do it again, make himself fully prepared, and superimpose the mortal curse to the limit, it would still be impossible to kill Su Yuan.
This is the experience he has accumulated over the years.
This young man has a stronger trump card that he has not used.
What's more, if you lose, you lose. Your skills are inferior and you have nothing to say.
There are no ifs in the supernatural world. Losing once means death. God will not give you a chance to do it again.
Seeing that Luo Wen relaxed his mouth and had no intention of taking action, Su Yuan did not continue to take action.
Instead, he put his hands behind his back and looked like a master, squinting his eyes and said: "What? Are you convinced or not? Do you want to continue?"
"That's not necessary anymore."
Luo Wensong said: "I am a dead soul. I have died a long time ago. Even a counterattack can't change this result. And I can't win against you, even if you give me another time to burn incense."
There is no point in entangling the dead and the living too much. It is just a waste of time. Luo Wensong knows this very well.
"Now you have surpassed me. I am not qualified to weigh you. You still have a trump card to show."
Everyone was carrying the sedan chair. Seeing this, Su Yuan slowly said: "Thank you, don't you do the same? The curse of death has not been superimposed to the limit, and the ghost realm has not been used yet. I really don't want to try again? Maybe?
Is there any chance?"
"Hunter, please stop confusing me. You know my abilities very well. Since you know so much, you should also know how to seal my mortal curse and ghost realm. And in front of you, the queen, how can I stand a chance?
Stack the mortal curse to the extreme, otherwise you won’t be able to fight back despite the curse." Luo Wensong said with a smile.
At this time, he was no longer as vicious as before, and his words revealed a bit of appreciation.
Because as soon as they met, it was clear that the young man named Su Yuan in front of him had definitely gone through countless trials to reach this point, and he was not the lucky one.
"In this era, with young people like you, we can really feel at ease. In this case, I won't hide it from you. What you just used was my supernatural power that kills you when you knock on the door, right?"
"That's right."
Seeing that the other party took the initiative to expose it, Su Yuan admitted it openly.
"Although I don't know how you obtained my supernatural power, the fact that you know the door means that you also know the place that connects reality and supernatural powers. We have also discussed your ideas, so I dismembered myself, but only
The ghost who knocked on the door was left alone, just to knock it."
"But it is a passage, and it is impossible to block it. In our opinion, the supernatural land is also a world, and it may also be a super-large ghost domain. Perhaps you can better understand it by describing it this way, and
This passage runs through the world we live in and the supernatural place, so there is always no way to solve supernatural events. This is the reason."
"We had a discussion before. If the supernatural land is really a super large ghost realm, then it must have a point connecting to the real world, because as long as it is a ghost realm, no matter how perfect it is, there is a point.
A point of connection with reality gives people a chance to get out of the ghost world."
"So from our point of view, is the door to the supernatural world equivalent to this super-large ghost realm in reality?"
"If this is the case, then the question is, which side is the ghost world and which side is reality? Are the ghosts living in a huge ghost world, or are we living in a huge ghost world?"
"Does the resurgence of the evil ghost mean that the ghost realm is failing?"
"In the past, people often said that Yin and Yang are separated by two parts, but we can't tell which is the underworld and which is the Yang world."
"Can you tell the difference? So you asked me if there is a way to block that door. My answer is no. If there is, then the fate of blocking the door will not be left to you, the next generation.
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Speaking of this, Luo Wensong sighed quietly, seemingly infinitely melancholy.
Hearing this, Su Yuan also frowned.
Is that door really unblockable?
Or does everything really have to wait until Yang Jian comes to end?
But can Yang Jian really end everything?
Su Yuan didn't know this, but he expressed doubts.