Wang Ye didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Wait for me."
After he said something to Du Ziren, he turned and left under Du Ziren's doubtful eyes.
"This guy didn't look like he was in too much trouble and ran away, right?"
He touched the remaining beard on his chin with one hand, looked at Wang Ye's leaving back, and murmured to himself.
And the other side.
Wang Ye kept moving forward and found a place with more ghosts. He also made a special observation. It was a group of high-quality ghosts. There were a lot of ghost generals around, and many of them were subconsciously suppressing their own strength.
Reliable!
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye took out the glass bottle filled with Buddha's blood from his pocket.
A rich and pure blood flowed out along the mouth of the bottle.
This level of blood energy is no less than a holy object to the ghosts present!
Make ghosts sink.
In an instant, all the ghosts collectively focused their attention on Wang Ye, their eyes full of greed and madness!
In just one breath, these ghosts rushed towards Wang Ye's direction in tacit agreement.
"Let's try our speed."
Wang Ye's expression did not change, he turned around and ran away.
Countless ghosts are chasing behind me.
I'm back, this familiar feeling, being chased by ghosts, especially a group of ghosts, is really exciting.
Wang Ye sighed and ran faster and faster.
But under the stimulation of blood energy, these ghosts are also constantly increasing their speed, a posture that will not stop.
Gradually, the distance between them became closer and closer.
Some ghosts have even started to get down on all fours. Only in this way can they run faster.
Fortunately...
The Wangchuan River is also close at hand.
"I'll be a good boy."
Du Ziren's expression was a little dull. He looked at the running ghosts in the distance and the dust rolled up, and whispered something. He subconsciously used some force on his hand, and his beard, which was already small, was grabbed again.
"What is this..."
The aura exuded by these ghosts is really terrifying.
They are obviously ghost generals and ghost soldiers, but looking at their crazy posture, they look like they are all ghost kings.
Even a ghost general in front ran a little slower, and the ghost soldiers behind him pushed him away impatiently.
So scary.
There is no strength or level ladder in their eyes anymore, only the bottle of... bright red blood.
Just when they were less than a foot away from Wang Ye, Wang Ye finally rushed into the formation, and then threw the glass bottle into the air, and then shattered it.
The blood was shaken into blood mist, slowly falling from mid-air...
It landed on the three mummies on Du Ziren's left side.
Then Wang Ye took this opportunity to retreat continuously, silently came to the right side, gritted his teeth, and directly cut his arm. The blood dripped on the bald heads of the mummies on the right.
For a time, these mummies became so delicious in the eyes of these ghosts...
I really want to bite it in one bite.
then...
The feast begins.
A ghost general who ran the fastest came to a mummy in an instant, opened his mouth ferociously, and bit into the mummy.
The relics in the mummy's hands instantly flashed with golden light.
The mummy opened its eyes and looked around blankly at the greedy and ferocious faces.
He obviously didn't react.
The relic drove the ghost general away on its own, but more ghosts came up.
Even half-king-level strength has become a joke when facing such a large number of ghosts.
After Wang Ye finished everything, he controlled his wounds to recover quickly, ensuring that there was no trace of blood on his body, and then silently retreated to a distance.
These ghosts were like locusts, they kept pounced on them and were knocked back.
He pounced on him again and was knocked back again.
Perseverant and very tenacious.
Du Ziren, who was sitting in the middle of the group of ghosts, looked very pitiful at this time. He was sitting alone on a low stool. The left and right sides were densely packed with ghosts. Moreover, these ghosts all ignored him and enjoyed the feast not far away.
This scene would be somewhat horrifying if viewed normally.
But Wang Ye and Du Ziren are not ordinary people.
Du Ziren looked very calm. Occasionally, a few drops of blood splashed on his face. He wiped them away in disgust, and kept muttering: "Hit from afar, hit from afar."
"That kid over there, you should bite it with your teeth."
"What's the use of just kicking?"
"Ouch, you're so stupid, forget it."
"Look, I was shocked away again."
"Gather together, unite, and charge, and we will win!"
"Three, two, one!"
"Well done!"
"come on!"
Du Ziren was like a commander, shouting slogans for them.
However, the surrounding ghosts have completely fallen into madness. No one is in the mood to listen to this worthless ordinary person. Even if they listen, there is a high probability that they will not understand.
But Du Ziren enjoyed it.
This is much more fun than fishing.
Wang Ye looked at Du Ziren and was speechless. How lonely was this old guy? He could watch a group fight with great interest.
However, the ferocity of these ghosts was indeed beyond Wang Ye's imagination.
The first mummy at the front had been completely torn into pieces. The relics fell to the ground and kept rolling, but they were ignored by them in a tacit understanding.
This thing is worthless in their eyes.
Wang Ye walked over in a swaggering manner, picked up the relic and put it in his pocket.
Bodhisattva relics, what a good thing.
In this way, Wang Ye began his scavenging journey.
Just hanging out with this group of ghosts, I took the time to secretly target some mummies to mend their black feet, and the angle of attack was very tricky, taking advantage of the energy gap of the relics.
Soon, these ghosts also noticed Wang Ye's existence and followed him tacitly.
Because they rushed by themselves, it was difficult to get close to the mummies.
But under Wang Ye's rhythm, it was much easier.
So Wang Ye was like a general leading troops in a war, always able to dissipate the energy of the mummy just right, and then the group of ghosts swarmed forward.
The pace is obviously much faster.
Wang Ye was very satisfied with this. Du Ziren smiled and helped Wang Ye control the details.
He is too familiar with these relics that draw his energy all year round.
Gradually, there were fewer and fewer mummies on the ground, but the number of ghosts did not decrease. This led to increasing pressure on the surviving mummies behind.
them...
Completely unbeatable and crushed.
And there are just too many of them.
Wang Ye had more and more relics in his pocket. When he saw that there was only one mummy left, the ground suddenly shook.
The veins light up on their own.
The shadow of a Buddha suddenly appeared in mid-air, looking at these ghosts indifferently, and then took a photo with a palm, full of pressure.
