Wang Chaling's face was very ugly.
Although the creation of these bodies was just a casual matter and did not instill too much supernatural power into them, that was only the beginning.
As these bodies advanced deeper, he also intentionally strengthened the power of the three bodies, which were not much worse than the ghost babies in the second stage.
But even so, the body was replaced in an instant, not even giving Wang Chaling a second to react.
Feeling that the supernatural connection was still maintained, Wang Chaling had no idea of communication, but instead created three bodies and three candles again.
The candle was dark red, and there seemed to be liquid flowing on the solidified surface, as if it had been piled up by blood that had been left for a period of time. It also had an unpleasant smell of corpse and blood.
Red ghost candle.
Resources of this level can play a very limited role in the supernatural events that Wang Chaling needs to face, so he doesn't carry many with him.
But with his supernatural power, he can recreate the curses of some powerful ghosts, and he can also forcibly evolve a few red ghost candles.
At most, there will be a big gap in efficacy. This is compared with the genuine product in Wang Xiaoming's hand. If compared with the poor imitation in Country H, these red ghost candles in his hand are not bad.
Wang Chaling didn't have high requirements for this imitation ghost candle. As long as it could last for half a second, no, even 0.1 seconds was enough. In this small amount of time, Wang Chaling could "see" something.
Distribute the "ghost candles" to the hands of the three bodies and signal them to go straight on. There is no need to rush to light the candles in their hands. They will burn automatically when they are in the correct position.
He had explored the road before and gained experience. In addition, Wang Chaling had consciously strengthened the initial strength of the three bodies, and the progress was smooth.
It took several minutes to walk before, but this time it took only a minute to arrive. At the moment of arrival, a spark suddenly appeared on the candle. The candle was about to rise, and the dark green candlelight gradually expanded its coverage.
next moment.
In the area where the three bodies were, black arms suddenly appeared on the black iron chains. At the moment they appeared, they suddenly touched the heads of the three bodies. The surrounding clouds and mist quickly surrounded them, separating the three bodies from each other. Black Hand was completely submerged in it.
The dark green candlelight suddenly erupted, followed by three fireballs rising from the candlestick. The three imitation ghost candles were consumed at the same time.
But enough is enough.
Wang Chaling had already seen the scene he needed.
Looking at the iron chain under his feet, Wang Chaling couldn't help but feel a little chilled in his heart. The speed was extremely fast... No, it can't be said to be fast anymore. This involved some kind of use of space, but it was just that it was in the head as soon as it appeared. , combined with the cover and containment of the surrounding clouds, the attack happened in an instant, and even those bodies did not react. Those who did react would have difficulty passing the message to Wang Chaling through the connection.
When the news came back, the owner of those bodies was no longer Wang Chaling, but the ghost on the black iron chain.
This time, Wang Chaling was careful enough to change the connection method of each other's messages, and even used the supernatural hybrid of a modifier, otherwise he would not be able to receive the message.
"The degree of terror is difficult to assess. Judging from the physical sensation, a black hand may be within the normal range of C-level. The main reason is that the way it attacks is too weird, as if it passes directly through the space, plus it is extremely concealable. Strong, this is actually not bad. The key problem is that there are too many. I am not sure whether all of them have this level of terror, not just some "special cases". The accumulation of quantity may also cause qualitative problems. Variety.
It's hard to say how terrifying the clouds and mist are. At least those black hands only come from iron chains and have a target. These clouds and mist permeate most corners of this hanging mountain. "
"In addition, there is a supernatural power on or around the iron chain, similar to the power of an unlucky ghost. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the previous "ridiculous" accidents."
Ghost hands catch people and replace them.
Clouds and mist block and suppress.
Suspected of causing an accident.
It's actually okay to use a single supernatural power. Wang Chaling can rely on his grandfather and grandmother to fight through.
But these three are matched together, and it is not even sure whether there are additional supernatural powers, so this will be a big problem. It may be possible to force a way through, but the risk is very high.
"You can't walk over... If you walk over, they don't count as walking. Not to mention, some of them are not chained at all. They can't fly over, nor can they walk along the cliff... Is it possible that they really have to force their way over? Or? Are you talking about finding a solution from the space below?"
Wang Chaling had a headache.
It was impossible for him to place all his hopes on the iron chain, so during this period, he also tried many methods, including but not limited to flying, gliding, paving roads, and ghost realms.
Without exception, they all failed.
Whether it was flying or gliding, after walking a hundred meters, it was directly enveloped in clouds and mist and fell directly below. It was difficult for the ghost realm to spread, and the suppression it received was extremely strong. The further it went, the stronger the suppression became.
The paving material materialized, and as soon as it left the platform, it turned into a ball of fly ash and mixed into the clouds, unable to even extend forward one meter.
The only way to get rid of all kinds of supernatural effects is to move downwards, but once you enter the space below, you will just use up everything you have in infinite restarts.
After trying dozens of times, spending hundreds of bodies, and nearly an hour passed, Wang Chaling finally stopped.
It's not that he has found a suitable method, but that time does not allow him to try it. It is said that there are many rules on this mountain, and time is naturally indispensable. You cannot pass through a hall and stay around indefinitely.
One hour is already the limit of time he allows himself to spend on experimental methods. Who knows how long it will take.
"That's all. At worst, we'll try to get through one by one. With my own strength, plus grandpa and grandma, even if I can't beat him, I can still run away." Wang Chaling looked fierce. It's not that he didn't have a plan, but it was more or less risky. , unable to come up with a solid answer, what he has to do now is just to try the plan with the lowest risk.
perhaps.
There is no guarantee that the first plan will be successful.
The dead soul of his grandfather appeared next to him, covering each person with one soul. The dead soul of his grandma was standing beside him. Because of the superposition of the dead souls, the Qi of the two was largely the same.
The two exerted force at the same time, and the supernatural power gradually covered the small platform under the feet, and a small platform that could only accommodate three people standing was divided from the platform.
At first, Wang Chaling thought that this platform was indivisible, but after many fruitless attempts, he shifted his attention to this platform, and the results he obtained are self-evident.
The black iron chain still penetrated deep into the cliff, and even penetrated the detached platform. The detachment of the platform only made the iron chain look longer.
Driven by the Wang family's supernatural powers, this small platform, which could only accommodate three people, frantically shuttled back and forth on the chains.
On the desolate, gravel-covered ground, a touch of cyan occasionally appeared, but was instantly suppressed by the rich darkness.
Weird black hands continued to spread from the iron chain. Faced with these, Wang Chaling didn't pay much attention to them. He just silently relaxed part of his "control" on the platform. After coming into contact with the platform, those black hands took it back automatically. , seems to be untouchable.
The chilly clouds and mist kept approaching, and the darkness unique to the Wang family spread, trying to block these clouds and mist. However, as it went deeper, the darkness was gradually eroded.
The platform underfoot is also gradually crumbling, and dust and gravel fall into the abyss below from time to time. The speed is also gradually increasing.
Wang Chaling had tried to prevent this kind of platform collapse, using supernatural powers to forcibly piece it together to prevent it from further disintegrating.
However.
This method has no effect.
The disintegration of the platform is not only the collapse of the body, but also the supernatural power of the part that disintegrates and breaks away. This platform, in essence, can also be said to be a consumable supernatural item, similar to the ghost candle. What's left after it's done its job is just waste.
"It's a pity that the nature of these earth and rocks is extremely high, and random re-engraving can easily lead to disaster, and the difficulty of re-engraving is also extremely high."
If it weren't for these reasons, Wang Chaling could have reproduced a large number of items with similar functions by himself. Even if the effects were very different, it would still be better than nothing.
"There is no way. It is impossible to hold on to the end of this platform. At that time, we can only break through or walk below..." Wang Chaling's eyes flashed slightly, thinking about the follow-up things, and wanted to make some preparations in advance. , so as not to be caught off guard when the time comes.
But the platform under his feet did not stop because of this, and instead the speed was gradually accelerating. Wang Chaling and the dead souls, apart from necessary resistance, most of the supernatural beings were pressed against this platform. They must be allowed to walk for a while before it completely disintegrated. distance.
The surrounding clouds and mist became thicker and thicker. In Wang Chaling's field of vision, only two colors remained, the supernatural darkness of the Wang family and the whiteness of the clouds.
Even the black iron chain was submerged in the clouds that were almost solid. Those black hands used the cover of the sea of clouds to continuously attack the platform at Wang Chaling's feet.
Every attack ended in failure, but correspondingly, some dust or gravel would break away.
A few minutes later, Wang Chaling advanced several hundred meters again. The platform under his feet had shrunk to the point where only one person could stand. At this level, there was no need for too much supernatural power for protection and driving.
A pair of rotten palms moved in the clouds and mist. The ghostly ghosts filled the palms, with a strong supernatural suppression effect, repelling the surrounding clouds and mist. However, in just a few seconds, the clouds and mist gathered again, and it seemed that Doesn't work.
Wang Chaling didn't care. Even one second was enough for him to move forward a few meters. The impact of the gathering clouds and mist was not big.
All the way forward.
at some point.
The platform under his feet finally reached its limit, and only a fist-sized stone disintegrated. Wang Chaling's body lost support at this moment. Fortunately, he grasped the iron chain below in time and stood safely on it.
this moment.
Countless palms spread out from the black iron chain, extending towards Wang Chaling's body. Even the clouds and mist could not completely cover it.
Wang Chaling's expression remained unchanged. The ghost of her grandmother appeared behind her, holding Wang Chaling's arm with one hand and hanging on the iron chain. Any black hand that was close to the ghost gradually faded and became extremely pale, and Go and pinch those black palms.
The surrounding clouds and mists were approaching, and it was difficult to stop the approaching clouds and mists just by the diffuse ghosts of the Wang family's dead souls. The rich darkness was almost completely divided by the clouds and mists.
The supernatural beings belonging to ghosts began to disperse, and the power of tearing the ghost domain in the palm cooperated with it, stirring the surrounding clouds. The power of the modifying ghost and the deceitful ghost also began to cooperate, and the suppressed supernatural aura formed one after another around Wang Chaling. "Black hole", annihilating, repelling, and expelling the approaching supernatural beings.
next moment.
Wang Chaling suddenly felt that the supernatural operation he was controlling was a little obscure. The reason was that the silent ghost consciousness was a little restless. It was like adding a medium-sized stone to the "path" of performance.
The impact was not very great, but it was real. It made people sick all the time. Then, he felt a little stiff under his feet. His body with excellent balance actually stumbled with his left foot and his right foot, and his whole body fell straight down. Go down.
However, the operation of the supernatural being was slightly affected, causing Wang Chaling to be unable to use his supernatural power to recover himself, and could only watch himself fall downwards.
The key is that he didn't notice any supernatural aura, as if everything was just an accident, but all the accidents broke out at the same time at this moment, so it couldn't be an accident.
"That's why I say that at the same level of terror, idealistic and luck-based ghosts are the most troublesome existence. You don't even know how the other party launched the attack..."
Wang Chaling sighed in his heart.
At this moment, an illusory black and white arm grasped his arm tightly.
……………
foot of the mountain.
A small courtyard.
The courtyard is a courtyard with a small area. The houses are very old, and there are even many big holes on top of some houses. It seems that they have experienced many years of erosion and may collapse at any time.
No one has lived in this courtyard for many years, but in the past few days, a person has moved in. He ignored the dilapidation of the courtyard and spent the whole day rummaging around in various rooms in the courtyard.
Instead, he was asked to find something: a Taoist robe, a Taoist hairpin, and a torn book.
At this moment, he was lying on a deck chair in the yard, flipping through the books in his hands with the help of the sunshine, but his mind was obviously not on the books, and he looked at the sky from time to time.
The churning clouds attracted his attention.
"Wang Wudi has been up there for so long, but there has been no movement. I thought he was planted on it, but as a result, if he didn't take action, it would be shocking and shake up the situation. He is worthy of being my Ye Zhen's biggest opponent." Ye Zhen was very happy. depressed.
At first, he played with the sword manuals in that broken book for a while, but as time went by, he could perform the sword skills in it backwards. He became more and more bored and could only watch all day long. The clouds and mist in the sky pass the boring time.
"Boom, boom, Master Ye, are you here? What you asked for has been delivered." Just as Ye Zhen was sighing with emotion at Wang Chaling's actions, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and a man shouted outside.
Ye Zhen's eyes were immediately attracted.
"Although I promised Wang Wudi that I would be honest during this period of time, not go around inviting fights, and just stay in the house...but, there are things coming to the door. If I don't go out and deal with it, what will happen? It's not what a coward does... Then I will challenge Wang Wudi with face again in the future."
"Limited by the agreement, Ye gave the thing outside a few chances. As the saying goes, things only last three times, so if the thing outside knocks on the door for the third time, you can't blame Ye."
Three minutes later.
There was a third knock on the door.
The courtyard door opened, and a sharp sword flashing with cold light shot out.
(End of chapter)
