The balance of the ruined temple has been broken. The man in the black hat fumbled in the darkness and finally lit the corpse oil lamp.
But the situation is still getting worse, and the corpse oil lamp is obviously not enough to suppress these two evil ghosts.
So he had to use the Black Blood Sword.
The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, a change occurred, and the ghost windbreaker tightened rapidly, as if it would break at any moment.
"What's going on..." The man in the black hat was choked by the ghost windbreaker and couldn't breathe.
He didn't expect that the side effects of using this black blood sword would be so strong.
This feeling is a bit like the resurrection of a ghost, but it is not because the man in the black hat feels that his will has not weakened.
The ghost windbreaker became tighter and tighter, and finally began to squeeze towards the hand holding his sword, as if it was being dragged.
"No, this sword wants to absorb the ghost windbreaker!" The man in the black hat understood immediately and was shocked.
If the ghost windbreaker is taken away, the balance of ghosts in his body will be broken, and the consequences will be disastrous.
"Ahhh!"
The ghost windbreaker tightened tighter and tighter. The black hat man was already very tall, but now his muscles and bones were compressed by the ghost windbreaker, and severe pain came like a tide.
But he couldn't give up. On the contrary, he wanted to use the sword before Oni Fengyi was absorbed.
He gritted his teeth, endured the pain and raised the black blood sword, his eyes wandering between the oil corpse and the blood coffin.
Which one should be stabbed? Is it an oil corpse or a ghost from a blood coffin?
It depends on which one poses the greater threat.
While he hesitated, the Oil Corpse took action.
"Da da……"
It stepped on sticky footsteps, turned and left, and finally stopped in front of Feng An's body, which had turned into white bones.
"What is it going to do?" The man in the black hat had a bad feeling in his heart.
Soon, his premonition came true.
The oil corpse bent down, pulled off the ghost skin from Feng An's body, and awkwardly put it on his rotten and swollen body.
Ghost Skin had revived and was dancing in the air like a jellyfish, but it immediately calmed down after being caught by the oil corpse's swollen hand.
Soon, the oil corpse put on the ghost skin, and the membrane-like ghost skin tightly tightened its rotten and swollen body, making it look like a giant sausage, which was a bit funny.
But the man in the black hat knew that this funny thing was more terrifying than before.
"Damn it, this guy is collecting puzzle pieces..." The man in the black hat was shocked, and at the same time he was determined to deal with this guy first.
Under the restraints of the ghost windbreaker, it was very difficult for him to move. He could only carry the black blood sword and limp towards the oil corpse.
As for his approach, the oil corpse didn't care at all. It was lowering its head to adjust the ghost skin on its body, as if it wanted to make its new clothes more compliant.
After doing all this, the oil corpse slowly left the ruined temple with greasy footsteps.
The strange figure disappeared into the darkness outside the door.
"It's gone?" The man in the black hat looked at the oil corpse going away in confusion.
The oil corpse seemed to have given up attacking him. I wonder if it was because it was afraid of the corpse oil lamp.
"boom!"
At this moment, there was a muffled sound inside the blood coffin, the lid of the coffin opened a little more, and the deep darkness inside began to shake like ocean waves.
The pale human hands were tightly grasping the coffin lid and seemed to be pushing it with all their strength.
"It's you." The man in the black hat walked towards the blood coffin with firm eyes.
He could no longer withstand the erosion of the black blood sword and had to use it as soon as possible, aiming at the coffin lid and stabbing it down.
"puff!"
The black blood sword penetrated the blood coffin easily, and then it seemed to have hit something. The resistance increased a lot, but it still penetrated.
At the same time, the ghost windbreaker relaxed, and the tight muscles of the man in the black hat were relieved.
After the black blood sword was stabbed, the pale white hand slipped weakly and returned to the blood coffin, and the lid of the blood coffin was slowly reset.
"boom."
The coffin lid was put back on and it fit tightly.
After a long time, there was no movement in the blood coffin. The man in the black hat finally made sure it was safe and collapsed on the ground exhausted.
"What a risk. Fortunately, I have rich experience." He smiled bitterly.
He lowered his head and looked at the corpse oil lamp in his hand. The pale yellow flame was still burning steadily, but there was not much corpse oil left in it.
"This corpse oil can burn for up to three or four hours. After that, the ghosts in the thick fog will approach..."
He knew that he was only temporarily safe, not out of danger.
In the center of the ruined temple, the blood coffin was stabbed by the black blood sword, and the evil ghost inside was greatly suppressed.
Whether this kind of suppression is good or bad, the man in the black hat doesn't know.
After all, if it was a good thing to directly seal the coffin with the black blood sword, there would be no need for the previous ghost masters to create such a supernatural balance.
Perhaps doing so will trigger a series of unknown consequences, but the man in the black hat has no choice.
"Gulu..."
In the courtyard, the mourning clothes that had been kneeling before began to move. They sank one after another and were buried in the black soil.
Soon, the front door of the ruined temple was deserted.
Not only that, the black soil is also disappearing, and even the fog that has been shrouding the surroundings is receding.
In a few breaths, the fog completely dissipated, and the area around the ruined temple became narrow.
Looking out the door, you can see the gray and white wall before.
"The ancestral hall has been restored? Is it because the Blood Coffin Ghost was suppressed?" The man in the black hat frowned slightly.
He boldly walked out of the ruined temple and observed the situation around him.
Outside the wall were the sparse bungalows in the village, which looked familiar in his memory and looked very normal.
Could the source of the village's strangeness be solved just like this?
The man in the black hat was a bit unbelievable.
"Wu."
There were faint pieces of sawdust flying in the air.
He looked carefully and found that the wood of the ruined temple was weathering and melting.
The sky was much darker, and the field of view was gray, like the calm before a storm, as if something extremely terrible was brewing.
He looked at the sky and found that the sky not far away was extremely dark, and the darkness in that place poured out from the ground like black smoke and spread.
It seems as if something extremely terrifying is about to break out of the ground...
At the same time, deep in the underground cemetery, in the huge cave, changes were also taking place.
In front of the damp and cold stone wall, the three highly decomposed oil corpses were spinning.
"Oops, the balance here is about to be destroyed, but we haven't pulled out the sword from the black coffin yet." Liu Ming said in a horrified tone.
"No need to pull it out. The two people in the ruined temple must have used the black blood sword. The blood coffin ghost was greatly suppressed, and the balance of the village was completely tilted." Jiang Yan said helplessly.
"Okay, although the process is different, our goal has been achieved. Next, let's wait for this guy to appear. Then we must reach the black well as quickly as possible." Liu Ming looked at the stone embedded in the stone wall with sharp eyes. in the black coffin.
Now that the blood coffin ghosts have been greatly suppressed, the black coffin ghosts have begun to gather strength and prepare to take control of Gongyue Village in one fell swoop.
The two ghosts will have a final battle. Although the black coffin ghost will definitely win, they must escape from the village before the blood coffin ghost fails.
This way out is to find it in the gap between the two fierce ghosts.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
After three muffled sounds, the three oil corpses fell to the ground, the corpse oil lamps were knocked over, and the cave suddenly fell into darkness.
"Click!"
The sound of cracking wood was heard, and the evil ghost in the black coffin began to wake up...
