A person would definitely not be able to live without his head, let alone being able to press it back on if it falls off.
Wang Fu touched his neck and saw that there were no seams. He was sure that it was all an illusion.
The terrifying scene created by the sugar ghost made Wang Fu truly feel the despair of having his head fall into a pot of sugar and about to be boiled.
"Awesome!"
Tang Gui's eyes wandered and fell on the moiré mirror.
Wang Fu took a deep breath, puffed up his cheeks, and blew out the air.
Sparks were jumping in the air, crack-like thunder and lightning appeared, criss-crossing, weaving a large net in the blink of an eye, covering the area.
"Lei Fa, you are Ding Peng's proud disciple!"
Tang Gui became even more excited, "If I can kill Ding Peng's disciples, I will have done a great service and the mountain gods will look at me highly!"
It turns out that for the ghosts in Gushan, the important task of killing Yunyang Temple also comes with corresponding rewards.
Wang Fu kept silent and concentrated on manipulating the thunder and lightning to interweave densely, covering all directions without leaving any blind spots.
"fall!"
Next, thunder struck down, causing several sugar pots to overturn on the spot. Hot syrup flowed everywhere, and the air was filled with an alluring sweet aroma.
When the sugar ghost saw this, he immediately grabbed the syrup all over the floor and sprinkled it over his head.
"Sugar painting."
The melted syrup stretches the silk thread to outline various lifelike lines, which solidifies into a painting.
As the sugar ghost took action, the hot syrup splashed all over the sky and began to draw out countless lines, outlining various patterns of rabbits and tigers in the air, and even images of folk gods such as the land father-in-law and the mother-in-law who gave birth to children.
The skills of the sugar ghost are much better than those of the sugar blower, and the sugar painting is much better than that of a 3D printer.
The dough outlined by the syrup looks lifelike in appearance, and is infused with an inexplicable power, making it come alive in the blink of an eye.
Whoosh!
The candy rabbit jumped up and ran into the thunder net. It was struck by thunder and exploded completely.
Immediately afterwards, sugar tigers, sugar dogs, sugar cows, etc. all barked and crashed into the thunder net like moths flying into the flames.
The thunder net was knocked out into a ball of dazzling sparks, which smashed the sugar painting into pieces.
Sizzle!
Wang Fu felt the force of the impact, but with these alone, he could not break through his thunder net.
This thunder net is prepared just for sugar devils to catch them all in one go.
When all the sugar-painted animals were damaged, the images of folk gods such as the Land Father followed one after another, soaring through the clouds and mist, and crashed into the thunder net.
The sugar-painted gods were not real after all. They could not hold on for a moment before they exploded to pieces.
Tick tock!
A slight sound caught Wang Fu's attention. It seemed to be some kind of tiny particles falling to the ground.
When his eyes fell on the thunder net, the crushed sugar paintings and powdery fragments did not dissipate, but stuck firmly to the surface of the thunder net, melted at high temperatures, formed a liquid flowing distribution, and had already coated the surface of the lightning with a layer.
Thunder is an intangible thing. The liquid after melting the sugar painting tightly wraps the surface and shapes its shape.
In other words, a sugar shell binds the thundernet inside.
This is the ultimate goal of the sugar ghost, to break his thunder net with syrup.
"Did you find out? It's too late!"
The sugar ghost laughed, and suddenly a wooden stick appeared in his hand, and he knocked on the sugar shells all over the sky, "Knock on the sugar paintings!"
The wooden stick hit the sugar shell hard, and the hardened sugar shell immediately fell into pieces. Then the thunder wrapped inside also became fragile, breaking and falling apart one by one, losing its previous power.
Just like that, Tang Gui easily used a wooden stick to smash the sky-wide thunder net that Wang Fu had constructed for a long time.
“It’s a sugar blower!”
The sugar ghost held the wooden stick in his mouth, and it turned out to be a hollow straw. He blushed violently and blew it out with all his strength.
At the end of the wooden stick, a ball of sugar liquid began to inflate and expand, like blowing bubbles. It swelled to the size of a fist, immediately separated from the wooden stick, floated into the air, and swarmed towards Wang Fu.
"snort!"
Wang Fu snorted coldly, and the sugar bubble exploded immediately before it even got close.
The fragments did not fall to the ground, but were scattered in the air and began to melt.
"Are you going to do the same thing again?"
Wang Fu raised his sleeves, and the Five Emperors' Money flew out. After several searches, it hit the sugar ghost.
Winter winter winter!
Five muffled sounds were heard from Tang Gui's body at the same time, but the copper coins disappeared into the sea without a trace.
The sugar industry rolled over the body of this evil yaksha ghost and swallowed up Wang Fu's magic weapon.
Wang Fu took out the ancient ax again, shook the ax blade, and used the Fire Clothes Sword Weapon Technique to chop at the sugar bubbles that the opponent kept blowing out.
The ax blade is already sharp and coated with fire, so it can easily cut through the sugar bubbles and melt them into syrup.
However, these syrups did not fall to the ground, but gathered and dispersed like clouds in the air, moving closer to Wang Fu.
In just a short moment, Wang Fu was surrounded by hundreds of masses of sugar liquid. If it hadn't been for the burning of the Fire Clothes Saber Art, it would have solidified into a mountain.
God knows how the Sugar Ghost's short wooden stick can blow out a huge amount of sugar bubbles that never seem to run out.
Wow!
Wang Fu used his arms hard, and the ax blade drew a white line, tearing the 100-meter-thick syrup in half. However, the syrup was extremely viscous, and the broken part was pulled by wires, and it was healed in the blink of an eye.
He took a deep breath, this was not going to work, the more and more beatings he got, it would be better to just chop off the sugar ghost's head.
"Crack the candy!"
Sugar Ghost's silver bell-like laughter sounded from all directions, and an ominous premonition descended.
winter!
Wang Fu's heart trembled. The sound came from a certain direction. The outer layer of syrup had long solidified, like thick mountain rocks.
After the knocking sound, there was the sound of cracking.
Wang Fu raised his arms and took a few steps back, only to find sharp wounds appearing on his arms.
And the direction that the arm was facing just now seemed to be the place where the candy ghost could hit the candy quickly.
"I see."
Wang Fu understood that the Sugar Ghost used sugar cubes as a medium and could break them when struck, and could even pass them to the enemy through the candy cubes.
The same principle was used to crack the thunder net before. The sugar shell wrapped the lightning, and the wooden stick smashed the sugar shell, and the thunder and lightning inside also broke and dissipated. Now, the opponent targeted Wang Fu.
Wang Fu looked around. The candy blocks began to solidify from the outside to the inside. Once they spread around him, it would be over.
When the time comes, as soon as the sugar ghost knocks the candy outside, the cracks will spread to Wang Fu's body through the air.
It's just a small wound at the moment, but when the candy gets closer and closer, even touching the bottom of the body, it can cut off Wang Fu's head at the waist with just one strike.
I have to say, the sugar ghost's methods are too weird.
Now she was blowing syrup from all directions, and Wang Fu couldn't find an open space even in the sky or on the earth.
Wang Fu unknowingly fell into the siege of sugar ghosts and was at an extreme disadvantage.
Now I finally saw how powerful the elite Yaksha Ligui was. Even though Wang Fu had mastered thousands of spells, he felt powerless in the face of her weird methods and couldn't think of any solution.
what to do?
Are you just going to sit back and wait for death?
Wang Fu took a deep breath and couldn't panic. When facing a strong enemy, he had to maintain a calm mind in order to find an opportunity to turn defeat into victory.