Let's Face Fear Together Chapter 132 Autumn is the season of harvest
The wave seemed invisible, making people suspect that she had nowhere to escape. But although the sea of blood outside was already far higher than the wall and never covered the wall, the sea of blood outside also began to rotate higher and higher.
The courtyard looks like a valley surrounded by mountains. But the mountains are made of fishy liquid.
The violent waves are about to fall with the counterattack of the Blood Rain Ghost!
By then, even Tianqing will be nothing more than this.
Finally, the ghost in the center of the whirlpool moved!
"Crack——!" A streak of blood-red lightning pierced the sky.
The whole world seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and the world was silent.
Zhang Luo pinched a page in Diting's book...
It's now!
The little puppet slowly raised its remaining hand.
The huge whirlpool seemed to have suddenly lost control.
Then, the vortex suddenly collapsed, collapsing like a landslide!
The sky-blocking waves rushed toward the small courtyard, like countless big hands swatting at a fly.
"Wow!" A huge roar roared down.
The Blood Rain Ghost can no longer be called blood rain, but a sea of blood. With such huge waves, Zhang Luo has already doubted whether he can suppress or eliminate them with one of the Five Elements Talismans!
Even if you were a veteran Destiny, you would be stunned when you see such a scene. Even if you are a Destiny, no one is so wasteful, just waiting for the devil to make a big move!
It’s not like you want to die!
But Wuxin kicked against the wall, and it turned into a bright afterimage, a star-like flicker that suddenly disappeared, just like a spark falling into the sea.
"Plop!" She stirred up a thin blood-colored spray that was less than the height of the wall.
In the huge overwhelming wave, this small noise was inconspicuous at all. But it was such a wave that even the other two ghosts were diverted.
The blood wave collapsed!
Zhang Luo was in the yard, and the white mist ghost thoughtfully made the blood sea world of another ghost translucent.
Then, he saw that in an instant, Wuxin's arm was inserted into the body of Li Gui who had completed the reorganization.
Zhang Luo's pupils shrank sharply, and Bai Su could feel his muscles tensing to the extreme. This was the first time he had seen a peak showdown between ghosts since so many supernatural events!
"Ahhhhhh——!" The Blood Rain Ghost was penetrated, and his hoarse throat roared, and the turbid ghost eyes exploded.
Countless waves of blood rose into the sky, and the ghost realm of the White Mist Ghost was affected, as if it was beginning to break, and some blood water penetrated the ghost realm!
Zhang Luo pulled Bai Su and hurriedly evaded, helping her cover up. This blood is no different from sulfuric acid to ordinary people. He just tried the blood rain, and his hands still hurt. Such a big splash will not disfigure Bai Su.
Yes? Fortunately, he has a poncho.
But that's all the Bloody Rain Ghost.
It's like a balloon popping with a needle, no matter how grand the scene is, it can't save it.
Zhang Luo finally understood why Wu Xin only did assassination missions, or in other words, she adapted to doing so because she often went on assassinations.
Look for weaknesses, wait patiently, and defeat them in one strike!
The Blood Rain Ghost is a powerful ghost realm that can be crushed openly and openly. No wonder they appear with such strong momentum.
Even though it looks easy to bully.
I just didn't expect that my weakness would be caught unintentionally.
In fact, the truth is far more complicated than Zhang Luo thought. But there is no need to say anything now.
Zhang Luo didn't know what pattern Wu Xin noticed during the battle, but it was obvious that this ghost was not easy for him to deal with. Wu Xin also sacrificed an arm.
The price was changed from a one-armed god to a bare puppet.
It's so touching to say... Even though it's just a puppet body, Zhang Luo knows that Wu Xin has tried his best.
"There is no comparison to Mo Lei, a fierce spirit who has been fishing for fish."
If there is a ghost like this, what else can I ask for?
Mo Lei: "..."
I am a fierce spirit wandering among a bunch of fierce ghosts. I am really sorry for you that I didn't kill one! And I am still a child! Doesn't your conscience hurt?
If Mo Lei had the ability to act on his own, he would have probably stopped working long ago. He is either the culprit or the evil spirit. When disasters come from time to time, which evil spirit can bear it?
Especially this time in the sea of blood, Mo Lei was still trembling in the corner.
The little puppet lost its arms and fell to the ground full of water, as if it had lost its ability to resist.
But there is more than one ghost around!
The white mist ghost bursts out and erodes away! The puppet ghost's long hair erupts! A large group of crows appear, making noises and dark cloud-like numbers like a storm, coming overwhelmingly! The hanged ghost's clothes fly, and its long tongue rushes away!
"You dare to touch my ghost!" Zhang Luo's eyes were about to burst.
"You fucking think I don't exist!"
No one paid any attention to him, so he attacked Wu Xin and left in a very neat manner.
"Tear--!"
There was a sound of tearing paper.
"Get out of here——!"
Accompanying Zhang Luo's roar was a long cry.
"唳——!"
Last time, in the toilet, the exploding runes were not completely released in the small space, but this time...
The huge firebird erupted in the sky above the courtyard, and the fierce fire illuminated the entire mountain forest, like a small sun. The dark clouds brought about by the rainy night disaster in the sky were partially dispersed, like a stone dropped on the calm water, causing ripples.
See the stars.
The white mist, the hair, the crows, all the messy things are unstoppable!
In the distance, the wandering ghost girl turned around and saw the flame bird rising above the crown of the cherry blossoms. Her mouth opened slightly, and her head fell down again. She didn't care to pick up her head, kicked her own head away, and hurriedly
run!
The flames quickly invaded the entire flat area where the shrine was located, and the light was so vast that it could not be concealed.
The white mist disappeared, the smell of meat wafted from the hanging ghost, the crows turned into roast crows and fell in droves, and there were big fried eyes...
"Crack——!" A doll came out of the soil, its hair turned into an afro, and its clothes were burnt.
The worst thing is that the white mist ghosts are all gone... Ghosts like it, which are incorporeal, are most afraid of AoE. Thanks to this thing for blocking it, otherwise the doll may not be spared.
On the other hand, Xiao Wuxin sat up and tilted his head as if in a daze. Zhang Luo thought that it was still not possible. He remembered that the guys from the administration said last time that only Li Gui had the energy level.
He opened the book again, and at that moment, all the ghosts who were not dead quickly ran away.
The energy levels of Li Gui also need to be divided into Full Power Attack and Peace A. The big fire just now was obviously a large-scale AOE with the ability to restrain ghosts. Even the culprit level can't take a few hits!
It's just that those ghosts don't know that in Zhang Luo's ancient book, only the Nanli Minghuo among the Five Elements has strong lethality. But although ghosts have rules, they are not pure machines.
If you encounter someone like this who launches a full-screen attack at the slightest disagreement, it's a no-brainer. Of course, you should run away quickly.
Wu Xin manipulated the silk thread and tied the afro doll tightly.
Zhang Luo looked at the burned poncho and felt like crying. The candlestick was still there, but he didn't know if it could still be used.
However, Zhang Luo also saw gains.
The doll is pitiful. The hair that was once cherished has been given a new hairstyle, which is full of joy, and it has lost the majesty of being a devil.
The second fierce ghost level!
Zhang Luo knew why Wu Xin wanted to fight the puppet doll, and even used an arm to fight against the Blood Rain Ghost in its prime state and kill it.
According to their agreement, she will surrender to Zhang Luo.
To be honest, this agreement is a bit confusing, and the specific situation is no longer known.
Zhang Luo held Wu Xin in the palm of his hand and said angrily: "You guy, you should tell me this kind of agreement!"
Looking at him without saying a word.
"..." Zhang Luo and she looked at each other for a while, looked at the severed arm, and finally sighed softly, saying helplessly, "We can't take such risks when we get the main body."
He looked at the dirty palace puppet and put her in his backpack: "Okay, you don't have to come out for the next few days."
"Brother Luo, Sister Wuxin really likes you." Bai Su also just recovered from the shock and breathed a sigh of relief.
She knew about Wu Xin, Zhang Luoyou said. A puppet that was more than a hundred years old made Bai Su more awed by this mysterious world. However, it was also the first time that she was called "sister" and she thought she was her own ghost.
Wuxin froze and disappeared into the bag in an instant, not knowing where he was hiding.
Zhang Luo was inexplicably proud: "Who made me look handsome!"
"Pfft!" Bai Su covered his mouth and snickered.
"Hey, hey, is it that funny? Am I not handsome?" Zhang Luo said pretending to be angry.
"Yes, Brother Luo is the most handsome!" Bai Su said in a coaxing tone, feeling much more relaxed.
Zhang Luo shook his head, the joke was over, and glanced at the doll that had been permed into an afro.
At this time, she was pretending to be dead.
Well, even though she was originally dead.
Zhang Luo tore up a piece of paper, and the doll suddenly "came alive" out of conditioned reflex and wanted to run.
"Try running." Zhang Luo's threatening voice came from behind.
The doll suddenly froze and turned around pitifully.
Zhang Luo pursed his lips, he didn't believe that this ghost was really afraid of people. Maybe he wanted to compromise and try to make a comeback. He had always been willing to predict the worst outcome for his enemies.
But this does not prevent him from containing this ghost.
Zhang Luo knelt down, slapped the page on the ground, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Here, put your fingerprints on it."
The look is extremely strong.
The doll felt even more guilty, and moved towards this side, like a little mouse. It probably didn't look like the kind of paper that could erupt into a terrible fire, so I was a little relieved.
The doll's strength is all in her hair. The stronger the resentment, the stronger her natural strength. Although she can't catch the white fog ghost at all, it is also due to the ghost's characteristics and has nothing to do with her own strength. But now.
Most of his hair was burned and turned into an afro. Naturally, his strength has plummeted, and he will inevitably become a little timid.
She glanced at the paper, hesitated for a moment, and then saw Zhang Luo slowly pressing his hand on the ancient book, his face expressionless.
"Hey——!" Zhang Luo seemed to hear a frightened voice.
The doll was a little cracked when it trembled, so I quickly pressed my short little hand on it.
The contract slowly disappeared, as if invisible fire was burning.