Outside the gate of the Fierce Ghost Mansion, Wang Zhifan, who had killed two people, approached the place again, causing quite a mental impact on the players who were confronting him outside.
"This person was entangled by the Han people's skills just now. Is it a fake body? When did he escape?"
The leading young player from the Xia Kingdom said with doubts in his eyes at this time, no He understood why someone who was originally killed by Han people appeared in front of him again with a relaxed expression, as if he could do magic.
"He not only got away, I went over and took a look, and he killed the two cold country guys who attacked him, and they were all killed instantly."
There was a sound in the air. The voice of a woman is that of a female member of this Xia Kingdom player group.
"Boss, this guy is a bit tricky. Why don't you leave him alone and deal with the remaining Han people first... No! The Han people have run away!"
The third Xia player, whose profession should be a gunner, just gave The leader suggested, and found that the two Hanguo guys who were confronting them in the distance suddenly summoned a motorcycle. Then they jumped on the motorcycle and turned the accelerator and ran very fast. The speed was probably two hundred yards.
"Hurry up and chase! It's not easy for the three of us to beat the two of them!"
Seeing this, the leader of the Xia Kingdom waved his hand and made something that looked like a floating dark cloud, and pulled the gunner player to jump on it. Wu Yun quickly chased after him, and Wu Yun's driving speed was actually a few points faster than the motorcycle of the player from Han Kingdom.
“Boss! What to do with the haunted house here? There must be good things in it!”
"Don't worry about it! Let's kill Han Guoguo and then come back! Maybe we will encounter the lone wolf and the things inside, and we will be hurt and we will gain advantage!"
On the dark clouds that were quickly moving away, several people came out. There were discussions, and at the same time there was the sound of shooters from both sides firing continuously.
A chase battle between players has begun, and one of the players is still thinking about the haunted house that Wang Zhifan is heading to, and does not intend to really leave the benefits to him.
At the brightly lit entrance of the haunted house, Wang Zhifan ignored the whereabouts of the other players and walked slowly into the interior of the haunted house.
The more he walked into this abnormal-looking place, the more he felt that there was a powerful evil hidden inside, an evil more powerful than the zombies he had encountered in the underground palace before.
"He should be a ruthless character and can have a good fight."
With the Qingdi Sword in hand, Wang Zhifan entered a state of high concentration. His intuition told him that this time his opponent would not fight him. Play too many tricks and there will be a tough battle to be fought.
"Let's try some testing methods first, and use these cheap summons."
After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it would be too reckless to force him, so he used the space ring again. He took out the Excellent Grade Yin Bottle that he had just acquired, and summoned the three ghosts inside by holding the Yin Bo Jar with one hand.
In an instant, a bald zombie with an unattractive appearance, a hanged ghost with an unusually long neck and a longer tongue, and a female ghost with hollow eyes that were constantly bleeding, all appeared in front of Wang Zhifan and were driven by him.
Wang Zhifan didn't cherish the stolen ghost summons. He ordered the three guys to launch a direct attack based on the strong enemy's position he sensed to test the enemy's strength.
One corpse and two ghosts received his order and immediately rushed towards the brightly lit and antique mahogany house in front, with the momentum to completely destroy this haunted house.
Wang Zhifan himself stayed where he was and watched carefully, waiting for the results of the first wave of tests.
Bah bang bang~
The strong bald zombie stepped on the ground with both feet, and was the first to fiercely crash into the mahogany door ahead.
But the moment its body was about to touch the mahogany door, a slight ripple appeared in the air, absorbing it instantly like a mysterious vortex and disappearing.
"Huh? I lost contact with it? What's going on?"
Wang Zhifan, who was standing some distance away holding a vagina jar, suddenly frowned and quickly let go of the bald head. The male ghosts and female ghosts following the zombies stopped and did not attack the ancient houses in front of them rashly to avoid causing continuous losses.
He then carefully sensed the strange house in front of him, first confirming that the fierce ghost he was looking for was inside, and then confirmed that the evil spirit in the house had suddenly risen, perhaps dominated by the ghosts inside. .
“Kekeke~”
Before Wang Zhifan could figure it out, a gloomy female laughter suddenly came from the haunted house, with a spine-chilling malice and a mocking tone that made people feel angry.
Then Wang Zhifan saw the ripples in the air that had just appeared appear in front of the house for the second time, and a bald figure in red emerged out of thin air. It was the bald zombie he sent in to investigate.
The bald zombie at this time was significantly different from when Wang Zhifan sent him in.
First of all, its plain face was covered with heavy makeup, making it look as disgusting as a man pretending to be a woman.
Then the clothes on it also changed. From the ordinary clothes before, it turned into a bright red short coat with the word "happy" on it. It looked like a servant helping to do the wedding, or a male servant wearing heavy makeup. .
"This female ghost is really full of bad taste..."
Wang Zhifan couldn't help but be speechless when he saw this scene, and realized that the owner of the haunted house was indeed mocking him.
"Roar~"
Then the bald zombie in red clothes and heavy makeup roared and jumped towards his master Wang Zhifan, looking as if he was going to tear Wang Zhifan alive. No matter how Wang Zhifan manipulates it, he can't stop it at all.
To put it simply, Wang Zhifan discovered that the Yin Can had lost its ability to control the bald zombie.
"It's interesting to be able to cut off the connection between the ghost jar and the ghost, and turn the ghost I control into its little brother..."
With a tap of one foot, Wang Zhifan immediately jumped high to avoid the attack. The red-clothed bald zombie appeared in front of him, and he also used the ghost jar to control two other ghosts to come to his rescue, creating a situation where two ghosts fight one corpse.
The scene of the melee between the three has to be said to be a slap in the face to Wang Zhifan. He obviously owns all three ghosts, but now one of them is instigated by the fierce ghost and starts to fight against him.
Watching for a few seconds the scene of the long-tongued male ghost and the blood-eyed female ghost fighting against the bald zombies, Wang Zhifan did not interfere with them, but started a second wave of tests, sending one of his Mengwo clones to rush towards the haunted house ahead. .
He was curious about whether the existence in the haunted house could instigate his dream self to rebel. If so, this ghost's ability might be a bit unnatural. Because Wang Zhifan's dream self clone is not a summoned object. It is essentially an extension of his power and a part of himself in a broad sense.
The connection between the dream self's clone and his real body is so close that it is far from comparable to the bald zombie controlled by the Yin Bottle.
The answer was soon revealed. As Mengwo's clone rushed towards the haunted house in front, the ripples in the air before reappeared and were sensed by Wang Zhifan through the clone.
It was a cold and evil sight. This sight had a special attraction, pulling Wang Zhifan's clone into a dark space.
There is nothing in the extremely dark space. You can only see a huge woman's face hanging in the middle. On the woman's face, which is at least one foot tall, her eyes are looking in the direction of the clone, with a condescending face. An eerie smile was outlined on it.
It can be vaguely seen that the woman should be an ancient person. She has a very pale complexion and heavy ancient makeup. She has long hair like a waterfall and wears a white bone hairpin. She has dark pupilless ghost eyes and a sinister curvature of the corners of her mouth. Making her look absolutely terrifying.
Since coming in, Wang Zhifan has felt the huge corrosive force in this dark space through Mengwo's clone. It seems that this huge woman's face is corrupting him through his sight, trying to turn his clone into a puppet with evil energy.
But Wang Zhifan's dream self clone is too closely connected to himself, and his own strength is extremely powerful. It will be difficult for this female ghost to shake him in a short time.
Moreover, there is a special mechanism in the dream self's clone, that is, once the clone loses contact with the main body, it will directly collapse and become invisible, giving no chance for others to use it.
"Strange space... huge female ghost face... what the hell is this..."
Wang Zhifan couldn't help but murmur in his heart while maintaining the stability of the clone.
He is now very confused about where his clone is. It feels like it is not in a haunted house, but in a special space, a space created by a female ghost.
The next moment, he thought of the scene when he discovered the female ghost for the first time. At that time, he saw the silhouette of a woman combing her hair on the window paper, and that woman was definitely this female ghost.
"Come your hair...dressing table...mirror...yes, it's a mirror! The clone is in the mirror!"
Suddenly, Wang Zhifan understood why the space where his clone was located was so strange. Only a huge female ghost's face can be seen. The reason is obviously that the clone is in the mirror, in the dressing table mirror facing the female ghost!
“Is this your fighting mechanism? Pulling your opponent into the mirror space? Being outside the mirror, you are naturally invincible?”
Thinking based on this inference, Wang Zhifan understood the power of this female ghost.
If it has a strong control over the mirror space, it will be really difficult to deal with. After all, no matter how powerful the existence in the mirror is, it cannot affect the outside of the mirror.
"Qing Emperor! Help me break through the mirror space!"
After understanding the key point, Wang Zhifan immediately drew his sword out of its sheath and pointed the legendary long sword in front of him with the luster of sapphire. In the haunted house, the intensity of his aura began to increase, gathering more and more powerful power.
As a person who has practiced the legendary technique of Eternal Freedom of All Time and Space, Wang Zhifan has been studying the laws of space recently. Although the results are not many, his understanding of the laws of space is not comparable to that of ordinary players. , this is the basis for his confidence to break through the mirror space.
The Qingdi Sword is the key to achieving this goal. This legendary weapon itself has the characteristic of "can cut anything". It is so powerful that it can cut even man-made abstract concepts, no matter a mere space.
What's more, the mirror space is different from the real law space. It has a realistic carrier and is not a completely conceptual space, so it is easier to be completely defeated.
After a few breaths, Wang Zhifan gathered all his strength and slashed out suddenly, letting the Qingdi Sword in his hand cut through the air in front of him, creating an unprecedented slash for him.
This sword contains his entire understanding of the laws of space, and the tacit understanding he has had with the Azure Emperor Sword until now. Through the positioning of the dream self in the mirror space, he can slash towards the whole mirror space with incomparable precision. go.
The unpretentious sword light immediately penetrated the air and submerged into the void in front of it, as if entering a different space.
Then Wang Zhifan heard a sound like a broken mirror coming from the haunted house in front of him, followed by a woman's sharp scream, which was full of anger and resentment.
Finally, he saw that the haunted house he was in began to expand infinitely around him. Countless female ghosts in red appeared out of thin air all around, and surrounded him with ferocious expressions. The scene was quite... A formation that is filled with ghosts and souls.
"Is this the second stage of the BOSS? Instead of playing mirror space, play illusion and attack with clones? I'm not afraid of you when you play these two, let's see who can defeat whom!"
Falling into the endlessly expanding realm of haunted houses and surrounded by many terrifying female ghosts in red, Wang Zhifan felt that he had entered his comfort zone and couldn't help but feel refreshed.
There is no other reason. He is currently most proficient in the Dameng Sword Sutra, which has reached level 8, and he happens to be good at illusions and clones. It can be said that there are similar techniques to the second stage of this BOSS.
He immediately activated his power to create hundreds of dream self clones, united around himself, forming a spectacular army of clones, and started fighting with the female ghosts in red.
During the whole process, he himself did not use the sword himself. He only controlled a large number of clones to fight against the female ghosts in red, focusing on one method to achieve reciprocity.
However, the reason why he did this was not because he was too proud, but because he knew that the female ghost's true form had not yet appeared. It was still just a trial stage for the two sides to consume each other's strength, and they could not show too much personal strength to the opponent.
Sure enough, as a large number of clones blocked and killed countless female ghosts in red, the fantasy world began to shake and gradually collapsed, and Wang Zhifan returned to the original haunted house.
At this time, both of the main methods of the owner of the haunted house were destroyed by him. The bald zombies and the male and female ghosts who were originally fighting in the melee died together, leaving only one original figure who had not been killed.
Wang Zhifan held the unsheathed Qingdi Sword in his hand, kicked open the door without hesitation and stepped into the house that had lost most of its strange power. He saw the female ghost in red sitting in front of the dressing table with a broken mirror in the house.
The aura of the female ghost is no longer as strong as it was at the beginning. Part of it was lost in the battle with him in front, and the female ghost is still facing the door, which can be seen from the broken dressing table mirror. Her cold and terrifying face.
"What? Are you angry? Don't worry, you won't feel this way again soon!"
Perceiving the female ghost's strong resentment towards him, Wang Zhifan first laughed at it One sentence, and then he suddenly slashed out with the knife, intending to kill this powerful female ghost instantly.
However, the female ghost did not choose to sit still and wait for death. First, she disappeared and avoided Wang Zhifan's terrifying knife. Then the entire haunted house shook and rose rapidly into the sky.
Wang Zhifan let go of his senses to investigate, and unexpectedly found a terrifying female ghost as huge as a mountain emerging from the ground.
It stretched out its hands and lifted up the broken ghost house. Wang Zhifan stood in the ghost house as if he was in a small cage. (End of this chapter)