On the churning sea of blood, rain of blood flies, just like a waterfall hanging from the sky.
The misty blood is constantly being evaporated, the rich smell of blood fills the entire world, and black flames are boiling.
"Is this Master Yang? Is he no longer a human being?"
Looking at the tall black figure, the scarlet ghost eyes were flashing red.
An old hatchet slashed the devil with all its might, as if it was life-threatening.
Even if seven or eight scars appeared on its body in an instant, it never paid attention.
Lin Qian's eyes moved slightly, and the dead silence on his face faded a little. At the same time, a starving ghost suddenly appeared where Yang Jian was on the sea of blood.
And Yang Jian disappeared in an instant.
boom
The starving ghost's head was twisted off in the blink of an eye, and his body exploded.
Yang Jian appeared next to Lin Qian, his scarlet ghost eyes glowing red, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
He had just crawled out of the deep ghost realm. If Lin Qian hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have lost his temper again.
A red light flashed on the tall black figure, and the wounds on his body disappeared instantly.
Restart.
"Lin Qian, please do it for me. There are too many consciousnesses in my mind. My consciousness is going to be replaced."
Yang Jian slashed the air with his knife, and for the fierce ghost standing in the blood mist, black flames surged and spread in all directions.
However, this was of no use, the black flames reunited, and the ghost blood was suddenly evaporated.
Lin Qian turned her head and glanced at Yang Jian. The ghost shadow was completely gone, and nine of its ghost eyes had been opened.
As for the tenth one, don't worry, it can't open it. At least here, it can't open the tenth ghost eye.
And it can't be opened. If Yang Jian dares to open it now, he will die instantly, even if his current situation is the same.
Lin Qian thought for a while, stretched out his hand and popped out a drop of water, hitting the tall ghost figure between the eyebrows with a bang.
"Use it first, and then return it to me after your physical problem is resolved."
As the water droplets sank into the ghost's eyebrows, the things in Yang Jian's mind that were constantly impacting his memory were instantly washed away by a pool of water.
At this moment, Yang Jian felt as if his consciousness was wrapped in a ball of icy cold stagnant water, which made him feel a little energetic.
Feeling the condition of his brain, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the current situation. He was now just a shadow.
His body was long gone. If he hadn't put his consciousness into the ghost at the critical moment, he might have died long ago.
"Lin Qian, tell me, what is this thing? If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, you wouldn't have seen me."
Yang Jian stared at the ghost burning with black flames. The ghost's shadow was turning, fierce and strange.
At this moment, the visibility in the ghost realm is less than one meter. The ghost blood is pouring down, and a large amount of ghost blood is evaporated, and then the blood mist is generated.
This has resulted in the current sea of blood being filled with blood mist, which is no different from purgatory on earth.
"It won't be clear for a while, so you can see for yourself."
Lin Qian didn't talk too much. A twisted grimace suddenly appeared, and then suddenly disappeared into Yang Jian's mind.
But within a few seconds, it suddenly flew out and returned to Lin Qian's mind.
Yang Jian sorted through the memories that suddenly appeared, and his heart became heavier and heavier.
"Are you kidding me? Three coffin nails didn't nail this thing and it escaped?"
"Eleven captains, six died when they came up?"
A ghost eye on Yang Jian turned and glanced at Ye Zhen, who kept swinging his sword, and Wang Chaling, whose face was already pale.
Looking at Lin Qian again, Lin Qian was filled with darkness at this moment, his face was extremely dead, and the blood red in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.
The wedding dress of the strange bride is swaying flamboyantly, and the feeling is magical and touching.
Yang Jian looked at himself again, a little silent:
"Six captains died instantly, Wang Chaling lost three ghosts, Ye Zhen almost died, Lin Qian saw something was wrong with this situation, and I even lost my body."
"Fuck, what the hell is this."
Ye Zhen's face turned a little gray, staring at the black flames in the blood mist with cold eyes:
"Master Yang, come on, Ye doesn't believe it yet, the four strongest people can't kill a fierce ghost!"
Ye Zhen's voice was extremely cold.
Yang Jian did not speak. A hatchet was struck in front of him. Black flames filled the air. A wound suddenly appeared and penetrated Yang Jian's entire body.
Yang Jian didn't care, the red light flashed, and he started to restart directly.
Before he had a physical body, he could reboot up to three times a day. Now that he has become a ghost, rebooting seven or eight times is not a problem.
Lin Qian's eyes were deep, feeling the loss of consciousness. Lin Qian realized one thing. If they didn't deal with this evil ghost within ten minutes, they would all die.
Looking at the Bride, her ability to summon ghosts became more and more terrifying. At this moment, Lin Qian realized that the Bride's ability to summon ghosts could be stacked.
The sky was filled with blood mist, torrents of blood rain continued to fall, and wisps of blue smoke appeared in the air.
These are all starving ghosts burned to death by the black flames.
On the blood sea, the influence of the chaos continues. With the addition of Yang Jian, three broadswords and a long sword continue to chop down the evil ghosts.
There have been three starving ghosts holding long knives in the sky. This is a helpless move caused by being unable to bear the side effects of the long knives.
The Ghost Bride's ability to attract ghosts has covered this ghost realm. The ghosts are constantly being affected, and the gathering time of the black flames is obviously much slower.
This is both good news and bad news.
This means that as long as the Cunning Bride is given some time, this evil ghost will be controlled by the Cunning Bride sooner or later, but Lin Qian cannot hold on for that long.
The effect of ancient wedding words does not last that long...
"Is Wei Jing dead?" Yang Jian's cold and strange voice suddenly sounded.
Lin Qian turned around and looked around. In the distance, there was a figure rising and falling in the sea of blood. The corner of his mouth twitched:
"Not dead, but no different from dead."
"How do you say that?" Yang Jian asked doubtfully.
"Wei Jing lost control, otherwise I would have brought him over."
"I estimate that Wei Jing lost control the moment he was attacked by that evil ghost."
Lin Qian looked away from Wei Jing. Wei Jing could no longer count on him.
This guy is now controlled by the Cunning Bride and Ghost Blood, so he behaves almost like a dead person.
If it is not suppressed, according to the rules of action of ghosts, it will eat ghost blood.
So don’t expect Wei Jing to be a scammer.
Bah, bah, bah
Suddenly, Lin Qiantong's eyes shrank, her eyes brightened red, and the darkness on her body became more intense.
I saw that the sea of blood was suddenly covered with black flames, and the bodies of the starving ghosts were instantly covered with black flames.
Like maggots attached to bones, the starving ghost cannot resist. Even if the starving ghost is submerged in the ghost's blood, it still cannot extinguish this flame.
For a moment, a large area of starving ghosts was burned, and puffs of blue smoke rose up, making it particularly conspicuous in the blood-red mist.
Lin Qian's eyes were deep, and the blood sea was covered with a layer of black fire, and the starving ghosts disappeared as soon as they appeared.
Extremely terrifying.
"What the hell is this."
Lin Qian stared straight ahead, looking through the bottomless blood mist to see the fierce ghost rising and falling in the ghost blood.
The fierce ghost stood in the black flames, and the ghost's blood was constantly surging, but it could not touch it even a bit.
The red umbrella in Lin Qian's hand kept shaking, the chains collided, and the painting of mandarin ducks playing in the water was already filled with red light.
The bride's wedding dress became increasingly scarlet, terror was spreading, and Lin Qian's consciousness was disappearing.
But suddenly, Lin Qiantong suddenly zoomed in:
"Ye Zhen! Behind!"
Ye Zhen's expression changed, and without any hesitation, he slashed out with his sword, bang, blood swept across him, and Ye Zhen rolled in the sea of blood in the deep ghost realm.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Where Ye Zhen was originally, an illusory black shadow was split into two, and the flames burning on his body slowly disappeared.
"The Deep Ghost Realm has been invaded!"
Lin Qianqian took a few steps back violently, and Wang Chaling was pulled back by his mother, away from where he was before.
Yang Jian looked around with vigilance. That fierce ghost could actually invade into the deep ghost realm. How terrifying it must be.
Lin Qian's face was very ugly, and the strange bride hugged Lin Qian tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away.
"Ye Zhen, are you still alive?"
Not far away, Ye Zhen struggled to get up from the bloody water and shook his head, seemingly stunned.
Hearing Lin Qian's voice, Ye Zhen looked over in confusion. His body was filled with coldness, and a supernatural power erupted, and then quickly disappeared.
This was a substitute death. After doing all this, Ye Zhen no longer had that confused look in his eyes.
"What the hell, you actually dare to attack someone Ye!"
Ye Zhen held up the bloody sword and struck a sword at the figure in the sea of blood.
The sea of blood surged into waves, constantly submerging the black flames, trying to extinguish these will-o'-the-wisps like maggots attached to bones.
Compared with Li Jun's will-o'-the-wisp, this fierce ghost's will-o'-the-wisp is called a will-o'-the-wisp.
There is no harm without comparison.
"Lin Qian, this thing is not easy to handle. Why do I feel like we are going to be killed here?"
One of Yang Jian's ghost eyes was suddenly cut in half by a knife mark. The red light in the ghost eyes began to dim, and gradually, there were signs of closing.
"Speak more firmly. We may not be able to handle this thing, but I might be able to hold on longer."
Lin Qian glanced at Yang Jian:
"You can restart it five more times at most, and the damage from the hatchet will cause your ghost eye to freeze."
"This would be a good thing in normal times, but not now. Once the ghost eye is closed, you won't be able to restart it. The ghost will be cut in two and it will take at least a few hours to recover."
Speaking of this, Lin Qian's tone became very serious:
"If this happens to you, you are not far from death. If the ghost is suppressed, your consciousness will also be suppressed. Although the water droplets can protect your consciousness, this must be done while I am still alive."
"If I die, you will also have to cool down."
The truth is so cruel, and Yang Jian's situation is so helpless.
If Lin Qian dies, Yang Jian will be left alone. However, Lin Qian can't support it for long. He is now forcibly controlling the ghost of the Cunning Bride.
If he didn't do this, the evil ghost would have entered the deep ghost realm of Red Umbrella.
How could he be so obedient and just stand there and let them attack?
Yang Jian was silent, his arm as black as ink holding the hatchet firmly, and slashed in the direction of the ghost.
"Is there a way to break the situation?"
Wang Chaling looked at her mother, who was gradually becoming slower, with a gloomy expression.
The mother was almost suppressed. Once the mother fell into a state of panic, he would completely become a lamb to be slaughtered.
An ordinary person would not survive a second here.
Lin Qian was silent, looking up at the blood-red sky, with a look of despair in his eyes for the first time.
How to break the situation? What's the way to break the situation? He couldn't leave Guihua because of the wedding ceremony. If he could leave, he would have left with everyone, so why bother here?
The situation is very serious. In all likelihood, that evil ghost was brought here by the bride. One thing is certain, the target of this evil ghost must be him.
Otherwise, a fierce ghost of this level would have long thought of leaving after getting out of trouble...
Forehead……
Lin Qian's face froze for a moment, and he suddenly thought of a very terrifying thing.
"What the hell, does this fierce ghost want to leave Ghost Painting?"
Lin Qian stared at the evil ghost in the blood mist. The evil ghost was watching quietly.
Lin Qian was silent. Well, he finally understood that the reason why this fierce ghost attacked them was to leave Ghost Painting.
Because of the special nature of ghost paintings, no evil ghost can leave unless someone takes the evil ghost out.
Or find the source of the ghost painting, and you can get out.
But the embarrassing thing happened, the ghost painting was controlled, and the evil ghost could not leave from the source of the ghost painting.
Because Lin Qian is the source of ghost paintings, but now the situation is even more embarrassing. Because of the ancient wedding words, Lin Qian cannot leave ghost paintings.
He couldn't leave, let alone others, so this evil ghost attacked them in order to kill Lin Qian and then leave from the source of the ghost painting...
"Fuck! Can't you just tell me? Aren't you just leaving Guihua? After the bride leaves, I will let you out. As for you thinking about killing me?"
Lin Qian gritted his teeth. He knew that the evil ghost would not tell him this, even if this evil ghost might have consciousness.
From the time Lin Qian came to ghost painting until now, nothing has gone well for him.
"First the engagement with the bride, and then this thing. This is the rhythm of killing everyone."
Lin Qian was a little desperate. He didn't even know who he had offended, but he actually encountered such a thing. Despite the attitude he was putting on now, there was a sea of blood coming from the sky, countless starving ghosts, and the bride's
All the evil spirits are out.
But only he knows that once the effect of the ancient wedding words ends, as long as he dares to forcibly control the bride, the bride will attack him immediately without any unexpected attacks.
Yang Jian looked forward, a ghost eye looking at Lin Qian. At this moment, Lin Qian's body had a strong sense of death, and the gray on his face was already visible to the naked eye.
Judging from the situation, it may not be long before Lin Qian's consciousness will be wiped out by the bride's supernatural power.
"Lin Qian, how long can you hold on?" Yang Jian asked solemnly.
After hearing this, Lin Qian thought for a while with tired eyes and said:
"Ten minutes, ten minutes at most, my consciousness will become the bride's puzzle piece."
"ten minutes……"
Yang Jian looked at the fierce ghost on the sea of blood, remained silent, and continued to swing his sword.
It is estimated that this evil ghost cannot be eliminated within ten minutes, and they may all die here.
All eleven captains were wiped out? This was somewhat impossible, but it was the fact that he couldn't believe it.
Wang Chaling let out a deep breath, and with a plop, the devil next to him fell to the ground motionless.
"Captain Lin, I tried my best, but my mother was suppressed."
Wang Chaling sighed and reached out to take his mother back into his body. Curses are mutual. If you release the curse, you will also bear the curse.
Not to mention cursing such a powerful ghost.
Lin Qian was a little silent and didn't say anything. The cracks could be seen on the body of the bloody ghost. They were all chopped out by them, which showed that this ghost was not invincible.
"Lin Wudi, I feel like I'm going to die. The person I replaced is dead..."
Ye Zhen appeared next to Lin Qian with a somewhat hollow expression, and his body was filled with coldness.
"Are you dead?" Lin Qiantong shrank.
"Well, two moves, I almost died. I'm still alive only because I killed a living person in my place, otherwise I wouldn't be able to survive. Now there are no living people in the ghost painting, and the effect of me killing the ghost is very poor."
Ye Zhen answered Lin Qian stiffly. The coldness in his body disappeared quickly, and then quickly appeared again. This was repeated dozens of times.
"Okay, I understand. If you are attacked later, take your place on me. I can hold on."
Lin Qian took a deep breath, his expression was very helpless, and his desperate situation was evident.
It's really hard to say whether he will survive or not.
Yang Jian was silent, Wang Chaling smiled bitterly and also said nothing. Ye Zhen held the long sword with a cold expression.
Lin Qian took a deep breath, the red umbrella in his hand shook wildly, a red aura filled the air, and blood rained instantly in the deep ghost realm, and starving ghosts suddenly appeared here.
"You can also use surrogate death on these bodies, the effect will be the same."
"Okay!" Ye Zhen nodded.
As soon as he finished speaking, bang, bang, bang, all the hungry ghosts that had just appeared exploded, and a chill instantly appeared on Lin Qian's body.
Lin Qian let out a breath, and his body flashed green and red several times before he could perfectly offset this substitution.
With a death count of 1.2 billion, Ye Zhen is on the verge of recovery.
The scarlet sky, the surging sea of blood, the burning will-o'-wisps, the floating smoke, hell is nothing more than this...
But suddenly, Lin Qian's face changed drastically. He stared at a place in the sky. There was a crack there. Although it was only the size of a finger, it was still a crack!
"Fuck, the ghost realm of the ghost painting has been torn apart, what kind of joke are you kidding!"
The ghost realm of ghost paintings is the strongest. The veins on Lin Qian's arms popped out, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
The ghost realm has been torn open, which means that the ghost can get out, and after the evil ghost goes out, the first one to suffer is Dajing City.
Because the ghost painting is above Dajing City...
Sure enough, as the ghost realm of the ghost painting was torn open with a small crack, the fierce ghost standing on the sea of blood suddenly disappeared.
It suddenly rushed towards the crack, and it was indeed conscious.
Lin Qiantong's hole suddenly shrank, Yang Jian's heart sank, Ye Zhen's face changed slightly, Wang Chaling didn't know what happened because the evil ghost on his body was suppressed.
But he still felt keenly that something was wrong.
"Fuck, our attack combined with the attack of the evil ghost tore a hole in the ghost painting! This joke is too big!" Yang Jian told the truth of the matter in a low voice.
Wang Chaling's expression changed instantly, and a hole was torn open in the ghost painting. What did this mean? He knew very well that the evil ghost was about to appear in Dajing City, and the time would be over.
"Can you recover? Team Lin?"
"Yes, but it will take time, at least half a minute!" Lin Qian said.
"Then stop it!" Ye Zhen slashed his sword across the air towards the fierce ghost.
Yang Jian said nothing, but the hatchet waving in his hand said everything.
Lin Qian didn't hesitate and immediately went over to stop him. No matter what this evil ghost said, he couldn't let him out. It was so difficult to deal with in Guihua. If he got out, it would be so terrifying.
Just when Lin Qian was about to take a step forward, four figures suddenly crashed into the sea of blood above the bloody sky.
The sea of blood rolled up huge waves, up to a hundred meters high, and a figure appeared in the sky. With his appearance, the cracks in the ghost painting healed in the blink of an eye.