Ghosts are essentially different from Chinese ghosts and Western ghosts, although they are both virtual bodies, because this kind of existence is a spiritual body transformed by the soul, not a ghost body, and can possess a normal human body.
Perfect control, without any side effects, so this phantom is the true body of the Ghost King.
After her body quietly dispelled the possession, she didn't waste a moment and tried to escape directly through the wall.
As a result, what the Ghost King never expected was that just when her body was about to leave the purgatory-like room, the Chinese young man raised his right hand and casually hooked it with his little finger.
"ah!"
At the same time, the Ghost King felt like there was an invisible rope wrapped around him, dragging her back, and the difference in strength was so great that he could not resist at all!
In this way, the Ghost Lord, who had the most hope of escaping, was struggling forward in the sight of the kings of many groups, but strangely retreating back, just like a different kind of space dance.
"..."
The kings of many ethnic groups called her a fool in their hearts. It was obvious that they were about to run away successfully and then come back on their own.
As everyone knows, outside of the ghost, my heart is miserable!
In the end, she was forcibly pressed into the body she possessed in the past. The original owner of that body, whose soul had long been expelled, was purely a materialized tool.
Zhao Fan acted as if nothing had happened. His eyes were slightly closed and he was breathing evenly, as if he was asleep.
Gradually, the fourth minute of the deadline came.
The kings of many ethnic groups were completely panicked and started a new round of scrambling to recommend themselves.
Next, the whole room echoed the young man's voice one after another, and the golden sword energy appeared with the sound.
"The sound is unpleasant, goodbye!"
"Didn't the Dark Lord ever say that you look scary, Chouji!"
"More handsome than me? I beg you."
"What? A bunch of wives and concubines? They are all so carefree, must they be forced to marry you! I will seek justice on their behalf."
"You are extremely skilled at cooking. Do you want to be my personal chef? I'll cook it in the dark. Do you want to poison me to death? It's better to leave!"
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Every sentence touches my heart.
Gradually, fewer and fewer kings of the many ethnic groups survived. No matter what they said, the Chinese youth who killed without batting an eye always had a seemingly absurd but well-founded reason waiting until the five-minute limit expired.
, there were only two left in the field who could still breathe, and the others were reduced to cold corpses or directly annihilated.
Chen Chun'er wanted to laugh, but the situation was so serious and she had to hold it in, so that her beautiful face was almost deformed.
The baby dragon and Yingying had little self-control, and their nature was fully unleashed. For a moment, the room was filled with their chirping sounds, and from time to time they were mixed with the howling screams of the Sky-Screaming Demon Eagle. Those who didn't know it thought they had arrived.
animal world.
Zhao Fan looked at the dwarf king and alien king lying on the ground in front of him, "Okay, who among you will come first?"
The King of Dwarfs and the King of the Alien Tribe looked at each other and said in unison: "I've given you the opportunity, come on my brother!"
They are not stupid. The pile of corpses on the ground is a warning to others. Anyone who introduces himself will be killed directly.
In this way, as long as he survives until all the kings of the clan except himself fall, he will become the only candidate.
The king of the dwarfs and the king of the alien race were humble to each other, but neither one made a move first, and the situation became deadlocked.
"In that case, don't leave, how about you all stay with them?" Zhao Fan's voice fell into their ears, like a reminder to pierce their hearts, and they were so frightened that they almost ascended to heaven!
"No matter what, you will die. Just give it a try. There are only two of you anyway. Even if it doesn't work, there is still a half chance."
The King of the Alien Tribe, who was not good-looking but not ugly either, was heartbroken and said: "Zhao Wusheng, please let me go back to the Dark Holy See. I will risk my life to advise the Dark Lord to compensate you..."
He has no advantage compared to other kings of ethnic groups, so his reasons are weak.
Just when the King of Dwarfs had a smile on his face, thinking that the former was going to be executed and he would become the favorite of the goddess of luck, the Chinese young man's words made his smile suddenly freeze, and it immediately turned into horror!
"Compensation? I like it. The door is over there. You can go by yourself." Zhao Fan raised his hand and pointed at the door at the back. "Also, remember to tell the dark master that I will stay here for another three or four days and welcome the next one at any time.
He was attacked and killed, but you must prepare compensation in advance, otherwise... there is no guarantee that he will ever come back."
The king of the alien race bowed and thanked him as if he was being pardoned, then he opened the door in a panic and ran downstairs.
It is worth mentioning that the alien race is a group of people whose bodies are different from the normal human body structure, which is equivalent to deformity, but it is precisely the deformed part of them that possesses powers that most extraordinary people cannot reach in their lifetime.
!
In Western terms, God closed the door but opened a window.
at this time.
Apart from Zhao Fan, Chen Chun'er and the three pets, the only one alive in the room was the King of Dwarfs. He was trembling and did not dare to look up at the Chinese young man who looked like a murderous god descending to earth.
"Boss, this dwarf is very bad." Baby Long said accusingly: "When you didn't come back before, Jiujiu... it was him who shrank his body and got in through the gap under the door, trying to steal things!"
"What?"
Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "You got in through the crack under the door?"
Not only him, but also Chen Chun'er was greatly surprised.
The two turned to look at the closed door. The crack at the bottom was only big enough to slip a special service card in. But on the other hand, the king of dwarfs, no matter how short he was, was nearly one meter tall and made of flesh and blood.
, even the Chinese Bone Shrinking Kung Fu cannot achieve the situation described by Long Baobao.
"Let me show you a show. If I can get through the crack under the door without causing damage to the door, I will let you leave." Zhao Fan looked down at the King of Dwarfs with interest.
When the other party heard this, he looked ecstatic and asked: "Zhao Wusheng, are you telling the truth?"
"Absolutely." Zhao Fan nodded.
"Thank you... thank you."
The dwarf king's mood was like a roller coaster. One moment it reached its peak, then it suddenly dropped to its lowest point, and now it was rising again. This unprecedented stimulation made his heart beat fast and explode!
"Please start your performance." Zhao Fan waved his hand.
"good!"
The King of Dwarfs got up, fearing that the other party would regret it, and quickly ran to the door, then squatted down and hugged his knees with his hands, put his head in them and curled up into a ball.
Then, what shocked Zhao Fan and Chen Chun'er was that the dwarf king's body quickly shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a small person the size of a sesame seed. If it weren't for their extraordinary eyesight, it would be difficult for them to notice.
Even if you see it, you will think it is a little bug.
"Zhao Wusheng, thank you, thank you again for letting me live..." The dwarf king's grateful voice centered on the sesame seed and filled the room. At the same time, he ran towards the crack at the bottom of the door, don't look at it.
Bigger, not satisfied with the speed at all, it passed through the gap at the bottom of the door in the blink of an eye and disappeared!
Zhao Fan sensed that the aura of the King of Dwarfs was disappearing. He and Chen Chun'er looked stunned for a long time, then shook their heads, smiled, and sighed: "I have lived for a long time, and I can encounter anything. This time I have gained a lot of experience."
"..."
Chen Chuner had nothing to say about this.
"Boss, why don't you believe me and let him run away in vain?" Baby Long said with regret.
"嘤~~~"嘤嘤 said with a smile: "Such a small humanoid insect is too small to even be given as a tooth sacrifice. Just let it go. Everything depends on the boss."
Zhao Fan did what he said and did not have any back-up tactics against the King of Dwarfs. Moreover, the blood evil on the opponent's body was the least. Even if he was killed, the light of merit would not be painful.
After a while.
Mentioning Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. The light of merit and virtue after killing the Holy Witch and the Queen of the Fourteen Clans emerged in the void, clinging to Zhao Fan's body and turning invisible. It was as if it had taken root and was untouchable unless he committed a crime.
Evil deeds will diminish the light of merit.
"Brother, it seems that there are more people this time than last night." Chen Chun'er sensed it and said in amazement: "I wonder what kind of merit it will be to kill the dark demon queen who unified the dark system."
"Almost twice as much." Zhao Fan stretched out and said with a smile: "Although I really want to follow the king of dwarfs and the king of the alien race to the Dark Holy See now, which is very likely to achieve the level of merit infusion, but I am content.
If you are always happy, just let it happen."
"You are still in a good mood. If it were me, I would probably be ready to go on the expedition." Chen Chun'er smiled, chatted with her for a while, and then returned to her room.
Zhao Fan looked at the corpses on the ground. He released his soul power and swept over the bodies of the holy witch and the kings of darkness. Basically, they were all junk. There were no trophies worth collecting. Only the holy witch had a crystal ball.
The quality has reached the level of a holy vessel.
As soon as Zhao Fan thought, the crystal ball that had become ownerless rose from the gray robe of the holy wizard, floated in front of his eyes, and was immediately refined.
This palm-sized crystal ball is called the "Twilight Eye" and has two functions.
The first one is prophecy and reappearance, which is similar to the Chinese deduction. However, it is far different from the numerology technique of the Great Fortune lineage, and Zhao Fan despises it.
And the second one is to kill enemies from a distance!
Once the first function is activated, the target imaged in the Eye of Dusk can be released with mental power to hallucinate or kill.
"This is wonderful!"
Zhao Fan's eyes shone brightly. The soul power is to the spiritual power, which is equivalent to the power of the Longyang Pill to the power of the popular Dao Pill of the Hidden Sect. Therefore, it is also applicable to the "Eye of Dusk". Not only that, the power will be even greater.
A bargain!
He put the Eye of Dusk into the Jialan Sumeru Jade, then waved his hand and a golden flame burned the pile of corpses on the ground into ashes, but the floor was intact and was not affected by the flames at all.
"Boss, it's so dirty..." Baby Long was disgusted.
"dirty?"
Zhao Fan spread his hands and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Whoever captures the person will be responsible for flushing the body ashes into the toilet."
"Boss, no, eh... the toilet will be blocked!" eh hurriedly flapped her wings.
"Don't worry, it can't be blocked, the fever is very complete." As soon as Zhao Fan finished speaking, he turned over and lay down on the bed.
The next moment.
The gazes of Baby Dragon and Yingying fell on the Sky-Screaming Demon Eagle at the same time. It excitedly communicated with its soul with a trembling voice: "You two rest, I'll do it."
"Hmm... good performance, Jiu Jiu." Baby Dragon jumped onto the sofa, pressed the remote control, and pretended to watch TV like an old man.
"Next time when I'm in a good mood, I will consider giving you a drop of blood." Yingying made a promise and flew to Zhao Fan's pillow, closed his eyelids and began to sleep.
"Suzaku essence and blood?"
After hearing this, Xiaotian Demon Eagle immediately started cleaning with great enthusiasm.
"Jiujiu, what kind of crappy show is this?" Baby Long stared at the screen intently while complaining: "The sun is so poisonous, and a lot of people just have some cloth covering their bodies. It's really vulgar and offensive... No way.
,Tweet,tweet,tweet~~Absolutely not! This baby has decided to go and educate them. Que'er, do you want to come together?"
"Hey, I'm coming too!"
Yingying, who was sleeping, suddenly jumped over like a ball of light.
After a while, they jumped out of the window in confusion.
Zhao Fan, who was on the bed, suddenly half-squinted his eyes and whispered: "It would be too rude not to call me for such a good thing. By the way, do they know where the place is? Forget it, what if I get lost and can't come back?
It’s better to reluctantly follow him and have a look.”