The rotation of red light and clear light filled people's sight. The heaven and earth seemed to be condensed into one, and the world turned into two colors.
Block everyone's view.
At this moment, supernatural power penetrated the world, and time was chaotic. No one could spy on the battle between the taboos.
"This is a direct collision between the ghost realm and the ghost realm. Wu Nai is in danger!"
Yang Jian put down the Feizhai Happy Water in his hand with a solemn expression and stared at the space where supernatural power was raging.
He could feel the terror of that ghost, which had almost no limits.
Even if the densely packed ghost eyes just now are an illusion, they are enough to show how great and powerful the power this fierce ghost has.
The ghostly eyes just glanced inside, and when their sights touched the figure, they all fell silent, tightly closed together, and lost all movement.
No one present could get involved in this level of duel, and everyone had become the background dotted in this battle between ghosts and gods.
"I hope Wu Nai can come out safely..."
The paper man Liu San sighed quietly, otherwise no one here would be able to escape if such a powerful ghost came out.
Cao Yanhua looked stern, and the satellite phone in his hand had already dialed Mr. Qin, preparing for the worst.
After explaining the situation at the scene to Dinghai Shenzhen from the headquarters.
The centenarian's indifferent voice rang from the phone: "Don't worry, that kid can hold on, the ghost coffin is not his limit."
Mr. Qin has great confidence in this high school student... A ghost master thought sadly.
He stood next to Cao Yanhua, playing a role similar to a bodyguard, and was one of the talents cultivated by the headquarters.
Others also had mixed reactions to this statement, but overall they were mostly skeptical.
After all, the opponent is such a ghost-like existence.
The next moment, it was as if he was trying to verify what Mr. Qin said.
The majestic picture created by the intertwining of clear light and red light is like glass shattering.
The withering ghostly light and shadow between the sky and the earth are like flowers falling and blooming one after another, making Wu Nai's human figure look particularly slender and small.
But only Wu Nai.
The ghost coffin distorted by the world disappeared and disappeared.
No one knows how it was defeated.
The curtain of the ghost realm has covered everyone's world. When we meet again, the ghosts, gods and restricted areas have disappeared.
No one witnessed that great moment of terrifying death, but it must be as brilliant as Ragnarok.
Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaoming was devastated. He put down the cigarette in his hand, puffing out dense white smoke from his mouth and nose, and a trace of relief flashed across his indifferent face.
He declared to the crowd with certainty: "The matter...is resolved!"
Hearing the word "resolve" from his mouth, the ghost masters and Cao Yanhua dared to show "relief" expressions on their faces.
Only Yang Jian still watched Wu Nai with vigilance. For him, although the judgments of Mr. Qin and Wang Xiaoming had certain reference value, he believed in his own eyes more.
Although the matter was resolved, he could keenly sense that something was not right about Wu Nai's state.
As the light and shadow faded on the battlefield, the distorted time curve was smoothed out, and Wu Nai's [wishes] began to backfire.
Skills come at a price.
The power that was enough to make the "world" fearful was poured into Guizhan, and the same amount of power was poured back into himself.
Click, click, click...
Wu Nai's [Defense Clothes] shattered for the first time, the leather clothing exploded, and the fragments rushed into the sky, and then fell to the ground like falling leaves.
In addition, there was a huge hole that was transparent from front to back and appeared in his heart.
Sure enough, I'm still not strong enough... Wu Nai clearly felt how weak he was at this moment.
It was clear that a hell-level ghost was stuffed into his body, but he could only stand still by holding on to the blood-stained war spear in his hand.
In order not to be naked in front of others, he covered himself with mist.
In the thick fog that spreads, the skill [Recovery] is activated at this moment.
He has never had the chance to use this skill from [Skeleton Ghost].
Now all the [bones] in his body have been transformed to the fourth stage, and the effect when used again is quite impressive.
The huge hole in the heart healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the [skin] squirmed again and intertwined into a windbreaker of the god's robe.
On the surface, all the losses were restored in an instant, but the wear and tear on the inside still took some time to heal.
But it's all worth it.
Together with the coffin lid, which he had collected 90% of before, now the entire [ghost coffin] is inside Wu Nai's body.
After waiting for a while, after the ghost coffin is completely transformed, what kind of supernatural weapon can be created.
Wu Nai himself is looking forward to it.
In his plan, the ghost coffin's ability to capture a ghost and gain an additional quota of unsolvable suppression was naturally retained.
This pattern, coupled with the ghost currently contained in his body, can elevate the terror of this weapon to an astonishing level in an instant.
"Now that I have the offensive spear, I also need a defensive shield. I can continue to use the remaining materials of [Ghost Coffin] to build it. However, defense does not necessarily require a shield. This kind of regular power can be used in any form.
good……"
Wu Nai's heart moved, and according to his own will, he outlined the outline of a looming tree behind him.
The tree was completely black, and its trunk was so thick that it needed seven or eight people to hug it. The crown was bare without a single leaf, and the branches on the trunk twisted and pointed toward the sky, like withered hands.
The coffin lid was shaped into a spear.
The coffin body is shaped like a tree.
One is mainly for offense and the other is for defense. This will be his capital to gain a foothold in the world.
"When not in use, this war spear can also return to the tree and exist as a tree trunk, and it can also be converted into speed a little faster..."
After thinking about it, Wu Nai placed the blood-stained war spear on the dark tree, turning it into one of thousands of tree trunks.
Then the tree disappeared into the void along with the heavy fog.
No one else can see this mysterious tree.
Only the scrolling scarlet ghost eyes caught the huge afterimage at the moment before the fog was about to dissipate.
Yang Jian frowned and thought of the white bone tree under Hongfa Temple with a slight uneasiness. He always felt that there were some similarities between the two. The only difference was that the big tree behind Wu Nai was missing some pendants.
…
The ghost coffin incident has officially come to an end, but the turmoil it created has just begun.
Wang Xiaoming was satisfied and devoted himself to the research with the materials, and no longer paid attention to anything else.
The ghost masters have returned to the state they were in when they first came to Dajing City. There are no more troublesome supernatural incidents, and the captain's plan at the headquarters continues to run according to the original track.
Under these seemingly peaceful days, there are undercurrents.
The news cannot be concealed, and the gains made by the headquarters in this matter are enough to attract the attention of overseas king's organizations and private ghost control groups.
All forces want to know whether such a thing as a "perfect ghost master" can really be born.