Habits are a terrible thing. For Ye Zhen in the past, it was absolutely impossible to tell others about his "embarrassing things".
But now Ye Zhen.
It was probably because he was so embarrassed in front of Wang Chaling that he only asked for help once or twice, so it didn't matter if he talked about some "dark history".
It took him a minute to briefly describe what happened, especially highlighting the two key points of sneak attacks and group fights.
As for useful information, there is almost no information. Ye Zhen was dragged into this place by a group of evil ghosts, and he didn't even know where he first appeared.
"grandfather."
After the words fell, the dead soul stepped forward, its illusory arm swept across the branches, and the branches that could hang Ye Zhen were directly cut off.
It just selectively targets one branch, and does not directly attack the entire tree. When facing Ye Zhen, the supernatural powers of the branches represent all the supernatural powers around it. This is because Ye Zhen has been hung up, but facing Ye Zhen For the dead soul, an external and independent spirit, the branches only represent itself.
"Bang~!"
"Wang Wudi, please tell me and let me get ready." The gray-headed Ye Zhen stood up from the ground. The branches and fallen leaves on his body fell off in an instant. The whole person was like an inflating balloon. Under the dry skin , flesh and blood gradually emerge and fill.
In just a few seconds, Ye Zhen returned to his peak state. The green leaves and branches on his body quickly withered and fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of mud.
The moment the branch fell to the ground, Wang Chaling noticed that the ground beneath their feet was moving strangely. To be on the safe side, Wang Chaling did not directly force the ground and dragged Ye Zhen away from the creeping ground.
In just a moment, the ground stopped crawling, and the pool of mud disappeared and was swallowed up by the ground. At the same time, the branches that had been cut off grew and drooped again.
"What does this mean? But it's okay, once you grow, Ye will cut you once." After the words fell, a sword light swept across, carrying unparalleled ghost realm power.
Wang Chaling deliberately let Ye Zhen launch the attack. He wanted to find a way out. Without any direction or target, this tree was the first target.
The surrounding branches seemed to come alive at this moment. Several or dozens of branches were entangled with each other to form tree balls of different sizes. The supernatural objects contained in each were collected inside the tree balls, and the sword light swept past. , but after breaking seven or eight tree balls, there is nothing more you can do.
The severed branches fell to the ground, and soon, as if the previous situation happened again, the "new life" of the branches would once again envelop the supernatural objects that fell on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Ye Zhen was even more angry. He waved the long sword in his hand and used various moves. In an instant, the dim tree was shrouded in the light of the ghost realm. This scene only lasted for a minute, and then returned to the ghost world again. Dim.
The broken branches grew crazily, and the recovery speed was much faster than the breakage speed. It only took a second or two for them to recover.
"That's almost enough, don't waste your energy." Wang Chaling put her hand on Ye Zhen's shoulder to stop him from continuing to attack.
The key is that it's useless. The temptations have been tested and cannot be defeated at all, so there is no need for Ye Zhen to continue to waste his strength.
"Huh, damn it, if I could set a fire now, I would definitely burn this broken tree and turn it all into ashes. I'll see how it grows back." Ye Zhen said angrily.
Set fire to trees?
This is a good idea.
But as soon as he had this idea, Wang Chaling threw it away. The supernatural flame in him had been abandoned before. The existence of the manifested supernatural being depends on the deceitful ghost and the modifying ghost, and it is impossible to completely inherit the characteristics of the source supernatural. , it's okay to burn ordinary ghosts, but it's absolutely impossible to burn this tree full of ghosts.
"Let's go and take a look at the tree trunk. There must be a source for so many evil ghosts." Wang Chaling said. The dead souls were leading the way, cutting the blocking branches.
At the same time, pieces of wood appeared on the ground, blocking the direct contact between the branches and the ground. Although this could not prevent the regeneration of the branches, it could at least delay the progress.
"Wang Wudi, what's going on with this door on your back?" Along the way, Ye Zhen suddenly noticed the bloody door that Wang Chaling was carrying. He had been cutting branches before, but now he "came back to his senses".
"It's just a supernatural object. You'd better not touch it randomly. If the things inside escape, I won't be able to escape myself. I will have to fall into the hands of those ghosts." Wang Chaling warned.
Hearing this, Ye Zhen retracted his outstretched hand. He had better not touch something that could kill even Wang Chaling. He would still listen to advice sometimes.
Seeing this, Wang Chaling's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he emphasized the dangers of the blood gate to prevent Ye Zhen from causing trouble if he couldn't help himself.
Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.
In order to escape from the Taiqing Palace, he took away the blood gate, gourd, and alchemy furnace, but he didn't take away any of them. The blood gate was out of control, let alone the things in the depths. Just one Tai could kill Wang Cha when the damage was synchronized. Ling was killed, and Ye Zhen faced the same "Ye Zhen" who was also himself, and the end was probably the same.
The two of them walked forward. Although there were dead souls who opened the way, it took them more than ten minutes to reach the trunk of the tree without knowing the specific direction, relying entirely on feeling, and being attacked from time to time.
At the top of the dark tree trunk, human faces are scattered randomly, like tiny puzzle pieces, converging into an old, numb face. There is a huge cave under the tree, and the tree trunks standing upright on both sides are like They are two thighs, thick branches extending around, like the arms of this big tree.
"It's really disgusting." Ye Zhen said with disgust. He had seen many terrifying and ferocious ghosts, flesh and blood mutilations, killing fields... Although these special ones were rare, they were not without them.
But this tree is the first and only one that can arouse the malice in his heart and cause physical discomfort at a glance.
"If you think about it from another angle, this can be regarded as a skill, isn't it? It is not an easy thing to directly arouse the feelings of ghost controllers at our level before we can react." It is probably because the consciousness has been affected recently. After being exposed too many times, Wang Chaling's focus was a bit strange.
"That's true, Wang Wudi, what do you say next, go directly, or?" Ye Zhen also discovered this problem, but did not directly expel this feeling.
"What can you say? We don't know anything, we don't even have any clues. What else can we do except go directly?" Wang Chaling said.
The words fell.
The terrifying darkness spread, and the dead soul stepped forward, followed closely by Wang Chaling, surrounded by green light, and many terrifying figures emerged behind him.
Ye Zhen's eyes flashed with excitement, especially when they fell on the figures behind Wang Chaling: "As expected of Wang Wudi, using his own supernatural power as a medium to manifest other supernatural powers, one man becomes an army, this It’s much better than my younger brothers on the supernatural forum, and I can keep it with me all the time.”
He was thinking about how to find a ghost that could have a similar effect, but his hand movements were not slow. The moment the darkness touched the tree trunk, a sword light passed by Wang Chaling and "smashed" on the tree trunk. The dry bark gradually fell off under this powerful attack.
The faces above became more and more ferocious, and the subtle changes made the previously numb faces become ferocious, as if they were suffering from unspeakable pain.
Where the bark peels off, foul-smelling sap flows out continuously. The color is scarlet and the liquid is viscous, but it is completely different from blood. Darkness winds up and continues to enter the trunk along with the sap. The snow-white tree trunk under the trunk On the top, wisps of black lines gradually emerged.
"Ye Zhen, keep going and chop at the area where the bark has not peeled off." Wang Chaling shouted. The bark has the function of blocking supernatural beings. It is not strong or weak, but it is still a trouble.
"Wang Wudi, your power looks very evil." Ye Zhen complained, and continued to move his hands. Continuous sword light bombarded the tree trunk. The bark couldn't stop falling off, and the sap began to flow freely. .
As Ye Zhen continued to output, the darkness continued to spread. Ye Zhen not only knocked off the bark of the tree, but there was also supernatural damage caused by the ghost realm on the tree body. The remaining supernatural beings blocked the tree body from repairing itself. At this point in time, the ghost king's supernatural powers hidden under the power of the dead souls spread into the interior.
Although they are only partially supernatural, ghost kings, borrowed ghosts, and epidemic ghosts have some things in common. The most intuitive thing is that as the number of ghosts you possess increases, your own terror will also increase. To put it simply, it requires development time. .
The ghosts, Wang Chaling, and Ye Zhen launched a supernatural attack together, either suppressing or directly injuring them, all trying to buy time for Ghost King Lingyi.
The surrounding branches began to come alive and rushed toward Wang Chaling crazily. The big tree began to fight back, but the method was still stretched.
"Ye Zhen, come to me." Wang Chaling said, and Ye Zhen immediately disappeared into the darkness, ignoring many terrifying figures, and walked to the dead soul.
"Several counterattacks have begun, which means that our attack has reached a threshold. Next, you can continue to attack places that are not covered by my supernatural powers to reduce some trouble for me. As for those branches, there is no need to pay attention to them." Wang Cha Ling said, standing next to him was the dead soul of the Wang family, with an illusory figure looming on his body, and two faces flashed across Wang Cha Ling's face from time to time.
Under the darkness on the surface, there is a diffuse green light, a fusion of supernatural and ghost realm, blocking the approach of the surrounding branches.
Not all tree branches are like the ghost bodhi in the ghost temple, which can directly ignore the obstacles of the ghost realm. This tree may be more terrifying, but the direction of its ability is obviously different.
"As long as we seize about 10% of the control..." Wang Chaling is not greedy. All he wants is a way back and self-protection, not packing up the entire tree.
The supernatural infection is still continuing. Under the leadership of Wang Chaling, a generation of dead souls has been superimposed. With the increase of terror, the infection is getting faster and faster.
The counterattack launched by the big tree, whether it is branches or swallowing by the ground, has no effect at all in the face of such terrifying power.
Soon after the dry bark peels off, the tree will grow back, but in this short period of time, black lines have already covered the trunk of the tree under the bark. After the bark grows back, it will attack both the inside and the outside. In this case, it won't last long before it will be infected by the supernatural.
Wang Chaling signaled the dead soul to ensure the safety of his consciousness, and soon took the initiative to use the dead soul as a medium to communicate with the ghost king inside the big tree.
In an instant.
Wang Chaling felt that his field of vision had expanded dozens of times, and everything around him was taken in. Under Wang Chaling's guidance, although not all of the crazy branches stopped, about one-tenth of them "obeyed." Wang Chaling's will.
In addition to Dashu's partial control, there was also a lot of information pouring into Wang Chaling's consciousness. This was the information Dashu had accumulated over the years, and he did not read it in a hurry.
The existence of supernatural beings is no better than others. Even without intelligence, they can still record some information. It’s just a matter of how much information there is. In addition, some special methods or supernatural beings are needed to guide and perceive. Wang Chaling’s method is to use deceptive ghosts. The supernatural synthesis with the modified ghost can manipulate the ghost's consciousness and directly access the information stored inside.
Ordinary ghosts, especially those who can move freely, have too many things in contact with them. Even if Wang Chaling has a way, the information that can be traced back is very little, or even just some fragmentary fragments.
Wang Chaling did not dare to look back at the ghosts with a high degree of terror, or those with big backgrounds that could move freely. For example, his own dead souls and the supernatural beings he controlled. Looking back into the past might bring out the consciousness of some old monsters.
That is to say, special plant ghosts like big trees generally do not move, have supernatural suppression, and do not come into contact with too much outside information. In addition, Wang Chaling really has no choice, otherwise he would not be able to come into contact with this level of ghosts. Supernatural.
Wang Chaling seemed very careful during the whole process. Under the inexplicable supernatural power, the stored information turned into an endless navy blue cloth belt. One end was where Wang Chaling was standing, and the other end was submerged deep into the mist, unable to From a peek, a lot of the middle section of the cloth belt is covered in fog.
This can be regarded as a protective mechanism. Wang Chaling determined a threshold based on the strength of the protection of consciousness after the overlap of grandfather and grandma, as well as his own ability to resist the erosion of consciousness. When looking back at the information, whenever there is a supernatural strength close to this threshold, There will be a fog that will appear to block Wang Chaling's prying eyes, so as not to cause some big trouble.
Although the effect is average, it is better than nothing.
On the navy blue cloth belt, Ye Zhen's face flashed away. Wang Chaling picked up that part. The past few days about Ye Zhen flooded into Wang Chaling's memory, but unfortunately, there was nothing useful. Ye Zhen It was indeed a group of evil ghosts who appeared out of thin air. As soon as they landed, they were under this tree. Wang Chaling had passed by that place before and didn't notice anything unusual.
"Ye Zhen's strength is a little weak after all. I don't want to kill him, but simply change positions. There are too many ways." Wang Chaling's eyes flashed slightly, passing through his own judgment, and walked forward. Faces passed by on the tape.
Finally, Wang Chaling stopped in front of a young face. This man looked to be in his twenties, not even thirty. He had an elegant temperament and was wearing a robe from the Republic of China period. He looked like a teacher.
"Zhang Dong."
Wang Chaling murmured, reaching out to pick up the cloth belt.
at the same time.
In an unknown supernatural place, in a gloomy ghost house, the old man opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Xuankong Mountain, and scenes flashed through his eyes.
"I said before that he is brave, but his courage is a bit too much. He just relied on the two old ghosts of the Wang family to take him out of the Taiqing Palace, and he even dared to get involved in the supernatural power of that tree. .”
"Wang Chaling?" Meng Xiaodong, who was not far away, heard Zhang Dong's whisper and asked curiously: "Which mountain did he go to?"
She had never been to that mountain, but had only heard Zhang Dong talk about it, but she also knew the danger of that mountain. After all, it was a place that even Zhang Dong, who was in his prime and at the peak of his life, was a little afraid of.
(End of chapter)
