That kind of desperate scene made Wang Ye afraid to think about it.
Fortunately, there is still plenty of time left for yourself.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye kept mobilizing the energy in his body to flush his body and restore his own blood.
The effect of suppressing characters enhanced with a brush is very powerful.
For more than ten hours, there was no movement in this cemetery.
Wang Ye gradually became more at ease.
At some point, not far behind Wang Ye, Li Xinghe's figure suddenly appeared, without any energy fluctuations. He stood in the corner, his old face, his turbid eyes silently watching Wang Ye's back.
After looking at the cemetery on the outskirts of the city and finding that it was quite quiet, Li Xinghe obviously had no intention of greeting Wang Ye and disappeared again.
But all of this was seen by Wang Ye through the lenses on the watch dial.
...
Sure enough, Li Xinghe knew about the suburban cemetery.
In this case, the sudden extra street lights should also be the work of Tianzhu.
He had been thinking before, if the Tianzhu knew about this ghost place and faced the second eternal night, how could they let it go?
So from the very beginning, he had been consciously observing the direction behind him.
I just didn't expect that what was waiting for me was...
Li Xinghe.
Tian group is the most mysterious group leader who doesn't like to talk.
but...
Why did this guy show his face and leave!
Do you just believe in yourself that much?
If Li Xinghe could help solve the problem, his mission would be much easier.
Silently complaining, Wang Ye gathered his thoughts and continued to observe the cemetery vigilantly.
night...
Deep.
At this time, the sky was almost completely covered by black clouds, and even the moon disappeared.
There was pitch black everywhere, and you couldn't see your fingers.
Even the air exudes a cool atmosphere.
Only the street lamp in the cemetery was still emitting a faint light, as if it was the last glimmer of light in the darkness, intoxicating.
Sudden...
A soft sound seemed so clear in this quiet cemetery.
The tombstone at the deepest point exploded suddenly, giving no one time to react.
Tomb No. 3!
This was the target of Wang Ye's first letter. A cold light flashed in Wang Ye's eyes as he looked towards the location of Tomb No. 3!
The endless ghostly aura radiated, covering most of the light of the street lamp!
The blood-red word "Zhen" on the lampshade became blurry at this moment, and seemed to disappear completely at any time.
The red chains tied to other tombstones were broken into pieces.
All the tombstones in the cemetery became crazier than before and exploded one after another!
Wisps of ghostly aura almost penetrated the cemetery and spread to the entire city of Shangjing!
I can’t hold it in any longer!
A drop of cold sweat flowed from Wang Ye's forehead!
If these guys attack the cemetery gate together, I will never be able to stop them!
Even Wang Ye didn't know what the consequences would be if the post office's mission failed, and of course, he didn't want to know.
After testing the bottom line of the post office several times, Wang Ye now has a certain understanding of the post office's urine properties!
Anyway...
It's definitely not a good thing!
Moreover, if these things really escape, it will be a devastating disaster for Shangjing City!
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye had a crazy look in his eyes!
Brush, blood...
appeared in his hands again.
But, it’s not over yet!
A dark figure, somewhat illusory, appeared behind Wang Ye, filled with a sinister aura!
Then...
Wang Ye threw the brush into the air, and the shadow caught it in his hand!
The blood in the bottle was suddenly drawn out and gathered in mid-air.
The shadow, using the tip of the pen, lightly dipped in blood, began to write in the void!
The air throughout the suburban cemetery began to fluctuate violently.
Countless roars sounded, seemingly with urgency!
Wang Ye spat out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground, his body trembling continuously!
And the pitch-black figure had just written two strokes at this time!
really...
With my current strength, can't I support that phantom to write the word "Suppression"?
Wang Ye's eyes turned blood red, and veins popped out on his forehead, looking a little ferocious!
He clenched his fists, his eyes filled with madness, and energy kept passing to the phantom!
The void quickly started moving again, but it seemed very slow!
finally...
The left half of 'town' is finished.
But the energy in Wang Ye's body was almost exhausted, and he looked in danger, as if he would faint at any time.
The half-written word "Zhen" is filled with a profound and desolate atmosphere, permeating the cemetery.
The ghosts that emerged from the ground seemed to be wary of the aura. They stood there without taking any action, but waited quietly.
The eyes are full of cunning!
It was obvious that Wang Ye could no longer hold on.
Once this half of the town dissipates, they can easily get out.
Feelings of weakness filled Wang Ye's mind, along with a strong sense of tiredness, as if he was about to faint at any moment.
Without the energy to maintain it, the half-written word "Zhen" seems to be dissipated at any time.
Suddenly, Wang Ye roared.
A wisp of black flame rose between his eyebrows, and the iron piece on his chest suddenly injected a huge amount of energy into Wang Ye's body!
The shadow holding the brush and exuding Yin Qi started to move again.
The speed is much faster.
The word "Zhen" will be written almost in the blink of an eye.
But when it came to the last stroke, the energy ran out again!
The black flame between Wang Ye's eyebrows became extremely thin, and seemed to be extinguished at any time.
The energy of the iron piece has also been exhausted!
Could it be...
Did it fall short?
The energy in the cemetery has reached a terrifying level at this time, suppressing these ghosts.
They finally began to feel restless and a little irritable.
One of the very short guys finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed towards Wang Ye with bloodthirsty and spiteful expression!
Opening his mouth, the extremely long tongue was far away and swept towards Wang Ye!
"Ah..."
"It's not over yet!"
Looking at the ghost, Wang Ye, whose face was as pale as paper, suddenly chuckled and staggered to his feet. Not only did he not avoid it, but he took a step forward!
The tongue penetrated directly into Wang Ye's chest, bringing up a splash of blood!
Wang Ye snorted, but laughed silently.
As the wound stimulated, the blood in Wang Ye's body surged, gathering the last bit of energy together and rushing towards the shadow in mid-air.
finally...
The final touch of that shadow!
"town"
Completely formed!
The scars on the brush became more numerous at this moment, and it seemed that it would be completely damaged at any time and fall from the sky.
The phantom turned its head stiffly, glanced at Wang Ye from the distance, and then disappeared into the void.
And Wang Ye...
Then he fainted completely.
The word 'town' began to change at this moment.
