The dim sky, desolate grassland, and a horrifying scene appeared in Nie Yingping's eyes.
His face was extremely gloomy. The moment he saw that scene, he turned around and ran in the direction of He Yuelian. The top priority was to take away the ghost paintings, otherwise there would be big problems. The ghost paintings must not be obtained by the Cunning Bride!
"The bastard Chen Qiaoyang was so ridiculous that he said that as long as the bride is not accompanied by a few S-level ghosts, it would be no problem to hold the bride for three minutes. But in the end, this damn thing, I am here
I just brought the ghost painting here."
"You just died and let the bride come over, what a bastard!"
Nie Yingping couldn't stop cursing in his heart, and his expression was very stern. He was dozens of miles away behind him.
Four scarecrows, covered with straw and with strange smiles on their faces, were carrying a blood-red sedan and walking towards this side with stiff steps.
Behind the sedan, a scarecrow who was taller than the four scarecrows carrying the sedan was following step by step.
Through the slightly fluttering sedan curtain, you can see a pair of blood-red exquisite embroidered shoes, small and cute. From this pair of embroidered shoes, you can see that the owner of the shoes does not have very big feet.
The moment he saw this pair of embroidered shoes, Nie Yingping was sure who was sitting in the sedan, the Cunning Bride.
And if you look carefully at the clothes on the four scarecrows carrying the sedan chair, you will find that these are the four Chen Qiaoyang people who went to intercept the Cunning Bride.
In less than a minute, Chen Qiaoyang and four others died instantly, and Chen Qiaoyang didn't even have a chance to escape.
How could Nie Yingping not scold her? This cheater died so quickly. He didn't last even one minute, let alone three minutes.
Nie Yingping ran towards He Yuelian quickly. Now was not the time to think about this. The top priority was to take away the ghost paintings.
Even if the Cunning Bride is not held back, as long as the ghost painting is obtained, everything can go smoothly.
But suddenly he shrank up suddenly, changed direction without hesitation, and ran towards the other side of the wasteland.
The scene that happened in front of me was no more terrifying than the mysterious bride that was about to come behind me.
Now Nie Yingping's mentality is almost broken. If he hadn't lived long enough, he might have fainted.
"What the hell, what are you doing every day!"
A touch of coldness appeared on Nie Yingping's body, and the ghost domain covered the front and turned into a stream of light and quickly disappeared in place.
He doesn't want to care about anything now. He doesn't care whether the ghost painting will be obtained by the bride next. He just wants to go back and ask Zhang Xianguang if this plan can continue.
If we can't continue, we should quickly break up and go back to our respective homes to take care of ourselves in retirement.
It's not surprising that Nie Yingping thought so, but the people who came out of the painting really made him despair.
I saw the ghost painting being held by He Yuelian, and the blood-red figure stared more and more. After reaching a point, cracks appeared in the wedding dress on He Yuelian's body.
But in less than a moment, the originally beautiful wedding dress had turned into rags.
As this scene appeared, a young man wearing a red wedding dress walked out of the painting holding a red oil-paper umbrella in his left hand and holding a blood-stained sword in his right hand.
"Fuck! The tricky bride!"
When the young man walked out, Tong Kong shrank violently, uttered a curse word in his mouth, and without even caring about where he was, he switched the big knife from his right hand to his left hand, picked up the ghost painting, turned around and ran away.
The ghost realm unfolded directly, and without saying a word, it turned into a flash of aurora and disappeared on the spot, along with He Yuelian's head.
Lin Qian, who had just come from Zhang Xianguang, started running away the moment he saw the sedan. He used the ghost domain to the extreme, fearing that he would be caught by the Bride if he ran too slowly.
It can be said that he even used up his energy to feed himself.
On the dim grassland, Nie Yingping and Lin Qian ran away in a hurry, leaving He Yuelian's headless body sitting motionless on the stool.
The wedding dress that was torn into strips of cloth was slowly recovering, and everything looked particularly eerie and strange.
Not more than a few seconds after Lin Qian left, a sedan suddenly appeared next to He Yuelian's body. A bride wearing a wedding dress, a red hijab, and embroidered shoes slowly stepped out of the sedan.
This is the real bride. The blood-red wedding dress is fluttering, and it is much more exquisite than the bland red wedding dress.
When the real and fake brides meet, the air seems to become weird. There is a beautiful bride and a bride who has lost her head. Both are brides.
Behind the bride, the four scarecrows carrying the sedan slowly took root in the soil, with extremely weird smiles on their faces, as if they were mocking something, eerie and terrifying.
Today, the bride has completed 70% of the supernatural powers, and there is only one person left...
Back to a minute ago, in a supernatural place, Chen Qiaoyang looked at the darkness not far away and looked at the human skin in his hand. The time displayed on it was thirty seconds, which was the time for the bride to arrive.
Chen Qiaoyang glanced at the three people next to him and spoke in a low voice.
"Well, let's get started, we'll be here to assist you."
One of them opened his mouth to answer, while the other two just remained silent, with solemn expressions and full of vigilance in their hearts.
Chen Qiaoyang nodded, staring at the darkness not far away, and individual figures appeared in the surrounding darkness.
These figures are filled with coldness, their expressions are numb, and there is no emotion at all.
Obviously, Chen Qiaoyang didn't feel confident in order to cope with the horror that would follow.
These ghosts are not used to intercept the mysterious bride, but to prevent the bride from being followed by ghosts.
If they just want to intercept the Cunning Bride with these, then they might as well go back and wash up and sleep. What are they doing here?
Everything is ready. He is a ghost herder, and his main ability is ghost herding. The rest of the arrangements are of little use to him, and may even become a burden.
He couldn't do anything that was not worth the gain. Facing a terrifying ghost like the Cunning Bride, making a mistake meant death.
Chen Qiaoyang looked at the human skin in his hand. The numbers on it were changing, ten, nine, eight...
Five, four, three...
Two, one...
"coming!"
Chen Qiaoyang quickly retreated with the other three people. In the darkness not far away, a bride in wedding clothes appeared from the darkness, and there was nothing else.
When he saw that there was only one evil ghost, the Cunning Bride, Chen Qiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, and his face couldn't help but feel relaxed:
"Fortunately, there are no evil ghosts accompanying the tricky bride, otherwise there would be some trouble today."
Chen Qiaoyang thought like this in his heart. Looking at the bride who came in style, Chen Qiaoyang narrowed his eyes, and a vague coldness appeared, and all the fierce ghosts around him walked towards the strange bride.
Since the bride is alone, it is not impossible for these evil spirits to deal with the bride.
Although it is not surprising that these evil ghosts will be controlled by the bride, this is what he wants to see. The bride controls these evil ghosts, and then he can herd ghosts.
Supernatural powers collide with each other, this is the simplest way to restrain the bride, and it won't be a problem to delay for three minutes.
In the surging darkness, the fierce ghosts approached the Bride step by step, not too fast, but not too slow either.
When these evil ghosts were a certain distance away from the bride, they instantly froze in place, as if they were controlled by some unknown force, motionless like pieces of wood.
As expected, the bride was bewitched by a ghost.
Chen Qiaoyang looked at all this with a very calm expression. Everything was as expected. Then it was his turn to shepherd ghosts, and the supernatural collision began instantly.
An extremely strange coldness suddenly appeared, and the air seemed to be distorted, with two colors, one red and one dark, intertwined.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the red color is much stronger, basically completely suppressing the dim light.
Chen Qiaoyang's face changed a little, and he didn't look very good-looking. He underestimated the bride, and the tricky bride was stronger than he thought.
This made Chen Qiaoyang hesitate a little, hesitating whether to run or not. He might not be able to hold off the bride for three minutes, and depending on the situation, even two minutes would be enough.
"MD, Zhang Xianguang didn't tell me that the bride would be so scary. I haven't even come into contact with the bride yet. I'm so psychic that I almost lost control."
Feeling the restless ghost in his body, Chen Qiaoyang's face was gloomy and uncertain. He felt that he was going to suffer something today.
Looking at the struggling ghosts, as the bride walked towards them step by step, after passing by the ghosts, all the ghosts stopped struggling and trembling, turned around and walked towards them.
Seeing this scene, the other three people couldn't sit still, and one of them spoke first:
"Do you want us to contact the bride?"
Hearing this, Chen Qiaoyang's face suddenly turned gloomy. He was about to turn around and scold this man for being ignorant, but suddenly his expression changed drastically. A sedan suddenly appeared, and he got on the sedan without saying a word.
But before he could get on the sedan, his body instantly stiffened and his eyes were full of disbelief:
"How could it be! How could it be so terrifying!"
But at this moment, his child shrank violently, his face full of horror:
"Scarecrow! How does it..."
Before he could finish his thoughts, the look in his eyes quickly disappeared, and the blood-stained straws on his body grew rapidly. In less than a moment, a scarecrow with a bright smile appeared in front of the sedan.
Not only him, the other three people died faster than him. Chen Qiaoyang at least stiffened his body for a moment before turning into a scarecrow, but they didn't even stiffen up and turned into scarecrows directly.
He died extremely quickly.
A tall scarecrow stood not far from the Strange Bride, with a face full of strange smiles, staring straight at this side, quiet and peaceful.
At the same time, on the other side, Lin Qian was standing on the blood lake at that time, looking at the dozens of Zhang Xianguang who split open the blood lake.
Blood poured down from the sky and the entire city was submerged. Lin Qian frowned and stared at Zhang Xianguang, who was standing on the blood lake with dozens of will-o'-wisps.
This is somewhat unreasonable. Under normal circumstances, ghost blood can directly extinguish will-o'-the-wisps, but looking at this situation, it is clearly not the case.
Moreover, the ghost blood has flooded the entire city, and Zhang Xianguang's true form is still not found, which is even more wrong.
Lin Qian turned the red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, his eyes flashing red, and he turned his head to scan the surroundings. The surroundings were empty, and ripples continued to appear on the blood-colored water.
"Not in the city? Where is that?"
Lin Qian's thoughts were racing in his mind. He looked at the will-o'-the-wisp covering a small area of water. His eyes flickered slightly. He looked up at the green flames that were burning in the sky and narrowed his eyes:
"Isn't it below? Is it above?"
In the sky, the stars have shifted, the moon is half exposed, and the burning will-o'-the-wisps illuminate the entire sky. It is truly a beautiful picture.
"It's interesting. The place where Zhang Xianguang is hiding is quite good. Most people would never think of hiding in the sky, and it's impossible to hide. And in my ghost realm, I haven't been able to find a single clue."
"Awesome, awesome."
A cold glint suddenly appeared in Lin Qian's eyes and disappeared directly.
In the sky, on a will-o'-the-wisp, Zhang Xianguang looked at the scene below with a solemn expression, holding a big knife firmly in his hand.
The entire city has been submerged, and now they can only fight on the ghost blood, constantly slashing the invisible starving ghosts, and if they are not careful, more than a dozen people will be submerged by the rising waves of ghost blood.
He turned around and looked at the half-burned oil lamps. There were forty-nine oil lamps, half of which were already burned.
Zhang Xianguang was worried. It had just been a minute, and there would be almost two minutes. If the lamp oil ran out, how would he resist the menacing Lin Qian next?
"This young man is too strong. Even if there are no ghost paintings, I can't beat him. It's only been in the past few months, and this has already happened."
Zhang Xianguang's expression was extremely complicated. He thought that after decades of hard work, he was still not as strong as a young man in a few months. Is it really so outrageous to be a starving ghost? Is there really no limit to eating ghosts?
"What should we do now? The lamp oil is almost gone. All the lamp oil we have collected over the years is already here. According to this situation, we don't even need Nie Yingping to pull out the ghost painting on the young man's body. We may die here."
Zhou Yun looked at the sea of blood below with an extremely complicated expression. This could no longer be called a lake of blood. A city was completely submerged in this way, and the water level was still rising.
I don’t know when the end will be.
Hearing Zhou Yun's words, Zhang Xianguang was a little silent. That's what happened. Most of the lamp oil they had worked hard to collect for decades was gone in an instant. It would be false to say that he didn't feel sad.
After being silent for a while, Zhang Xianguang spoke:
"Take it a step at a time. I hope Nie Yingping and Chen Qiaoyang can move faster, otherwise we will have to forcefully hold Lin Qian back."
Hearing Zhang Xianguang say this, Liu Xin and Zhou Yun were a little silent. The matter had reached this point and they had no other choice but to do this.
"Oh? Hold me down? You guys look so confident."
A laughing voice appeared in the ears of Zhang Xianguang and the others. Zhang Xianguang's expression suddenly changed, and he slashed towards Zhou Yun's side without saying a word.
But it was still a step too late. Zhou Yun and Liu Xin didn't even have a chance to react. They were directly penetrated by a red oil-paper umbrella. The two of them were strung together, just like the candied haws sold on the street.
Zhang Xianguang's face was a little ferocious. When he saw that the knife failed, he swung the knife directly towards the end of the red oil-paper umbrella without hesitation. Although he could not see Lin Qian, he was sure that Lin Qian was there.
Lin Qian looked at the slashed sword expressionlessly, grinning, and the red umbrella disappeared instantly, along with the bodies of Zhou Yun and Liu Xin.
They were already dead, and were directly penetrated by the red umbrella. The supernatural powers on their bodies were directly suppressed, and their consciousness was wiped out in an instant. The nails in the coffin were so terrifying, not only to the ghosts, but also to the ghost controllers.
Zhang Xianguang's face was gloomy and he looked at the empty surroundings. The green will-o'-the-wisps were constantly burning, making Zhang Xianguang look like a fire ghost crawling out of hell, terrifying and ferocious.