Wang Muyou was in a dark ghost realm. He didn't expect that Fang Diyuan would revive the ghost so quickly. This was really beyond his expectation.
He helped the other party not just because of the reward, but to avenge his relatives and sacrifice his life for righteousness. Wang Muyou seemed to see his former self in the other party.
There is also Wen Zhong. Although they have not been together for a long time, he feels that these two people are different from most of the ghost masters he has seen. Their hearts have not been eroded by the supernatural, but they still retain their sanity.
And that Chu Du is a typical example in another sense. He has been so eroded by the supernatural that he can't even tell whether he is a human or a ghost.
Wang Muyou stopped thinking about it. The ghost lines on his face changed with his emotions. The short knife in his hand also exuded a hint of coldness. He had to seize the time. Wen Zhong was still outside. He had to Find Fang Diyuan as soon as possible to restrict this ghost land.
Suddenly, a stiff and cold hand stretched out from the darkness and grabbed Wang Muyou's ankle.
"hiss."
The strength of this hand was so great that it almost crushed his ankle. Wang Muyou's body trembled. He subconsciously looked to the side and drew out the short knife in his hand at the same time.
All he saw was Fang Diyuan, who was bloodless and his eyes were a little distracted. He was lying on the ground. The dark ghost hand stained by blood and supernatural power was holding Wang Muyou's ankle. The other hand made a silent gesture to him with difficulty. gesture.
"Are you still alive and no evil ghost has revived?" Wang Muyou was a little surprised and leaned down and asked softly.
Although Fang Diyuan's current situation is very bad, he is still conscious. The evil ghost's instinct has not occupied his mind, and it cannot be called the evil ghost's recovery.
"Keep your voice down..." Fang Diyuan raised his dark ghost hand and said, "I had better luck. I used Chu Du's blood whip to suppress the ghost finger..."
Only then did Wang Muyou realize that the darkness on Fang Diyuan's arm had gradually dissipated, and there was a scarlet and purple whip on his wrist.
The whip was so deep that it was almost embedded into the flesh. This was the bloody whip that Fang Diyuan finally pulled out of Chu Du's body.
"You shouldn't come in. This ghost realm doesn't belong to me. It belongs to another fierce ghost. Wen Zhong is probably at his limit. You two may be able to get out of here if you fight hard."
"Another fierce ghost?" Wang Muyou frowned. No wonder he looked at Fang Diyuan as if he was being pulled into the darkness. Wait, if that was the case, why didn't the fierce ghost attack Fang Diyuan?
"I'm also very surprised. Maybe I haven't really triggered the killing pattern of that evil ghost, or the purpose of that evil ghost is to lure you in..." After saying this, Fang Diyuan's face became even more ugly.
He was also confused and didn't understand why Li Gui didn't kill him, but just dragged him into the ghost realm and nothing happened again.
At this time, a green light lit up not far away from the two of them, and Wen Zhong was seen walking in the darkness holding a scarlet candle. When Wang Muyou saw this, he just wanted to call out to Wen Zhong, but was stopped by Fang Diyuan. Covered his mouth.
Then, Wang Muyou saw a blurry black shadow following Wen Zhong, which almost blended into the surrounding darkness, but the outline of his body could still be seen faintly under the green light.
But the strange thing was that Wen Zhong didn't notice anything and kept walking in the darkness.
"Is this...that fierce ghost?"
The black shadow made no other movements and just followed Wen Zhong quietly, but Wang Muyou could tell that this fierce ghost was probably afraid of the candle held by Wen Zhong.
"The ghost's killing pattern is probably related to light...but how did it start to appear here..."
Fang Diyuan stood up staggeringly. When he was on the verge of recovery, there was indeed a black light on his hand. After using the blood whip to balance the supernatural, the black light disappeared, and therefore he was not attacked by the evil ghost.
Fang Diyuan didn't know whether they had accidentally attracted an unknown evil spirit during their previous duel with Chu Du, or whether the other party was originally entrenched in this room.
at this time.
Wang Muyou gritted his teeth and ran towards Wen Zhong, but no matter how he ran, the distance between him and Wen Zhong became farther and farther.
"Wait, let me try."
Fang Diyuan just raised his hand, trying to use the ghost fingers to guide Wen Zhong to them, but just as he was about to use the power of the ghost, his fingers began to twist unconsciously, and blood flowed down his abdomen.
The darkness seemed to cut off everything, and the terror of this evil ghost was extremely high.
"It doesn't look like it." Wang Muyou frowned, and then his eyelids twitched because he found that the black shadow started to make new movements.
I saw it leaning slightly, as if blowing air, and the red candle light began to flicker in an instant. It was going to blow out the candle like Wang Muyou did.
This ghost's actions are so abnormal, it's almost like... it's conscious.
When he thought of this, Wang Muyou drew out his short knife, and the ghost lines on his face kept changing. Under the reflection of the darkness, he outlined an extremely terrifying face.
Then a dark red crescent instantly drew out and slashed towards the black shadow. This time, the darkness failed to stop the crescent.
However, at the moment when Crescent Moon was about to encounter the black shadow, a stiff and blue ghost hand emerged from the black shadow, and raised a finger to his mouth. Wang Muyou did not expect that this fierce ghost would actually gesture toward him. made a silencing gesture.
"What!"
Not only Wang Muyou, but also Fang Diyuan broke into a cold sweat when he saw this scene.
The dark red crescent moon was the limit of what he could achieve at present, but it did not hit the black shadow. After the black shadow made a silent gesture, the crescent moon completely dissipated.
This was the first time Wang Muyou had encountered such a situation. The knife in his hand began to ooze thick blood from the handle, and the skin on his face began to crack, as if it was being peeled off.
"Tsk, I've reached my limit."
If the price of using this ghost sword was not borne by another ghost in his body, Wang Muyou would probably die on the spot.
The next second, the green flame of the red candle swayed, and was finally blown out by the ghost. The dim light dissipated, and Wen Zhong's figure disappeared from their eyes.
And in the last scene before the candlelight disappeared, they found that the evil ghost had stretched out a pair of stiff and blue ghost hands to cover Wen Zhong's eyes, but Wen Zhong didn't notice at all and was still walking forward...
Seeing this scene, Wang Muyou's expression finally changed completely. He didn't expect that the fierce ghost would be so vicious. The ability of the ghost realm is more terrifying than the balloon ghost he just met. Is this really just the first stage of the ritual? ?
For a moment, Wang Muyou seemed to have made up his mind. He took a deep breath and was about to use the second ghost he controlled.
