Chapter 100: Strange Yellow Mud Road, Simultaneous Attacks
The troop carrier stopped, and the old man Shenli led a group of people out of the vehicle.
"A very scary ghost, are you sure? I can't see through it."
Ya Mu stood at the gate of the community, looking at the mourning hall in the distance, his eyes full of fear.
“Try it.”
The old man in Shenli's eyes were dim, and his emotions could not be seen clearly with those cloudy eyes.
I saw him walking slowly towards the direction of the mourning hall.
The moment he raised his feet, a yellow muddy road appeared, directly connecting to the mourning hall.
The appearance of Huangni Road is particularly conspicuous in this colorless city.
Normally, the muddy road looks dirty and messy. At this moment, it is rare for people to feel a sense of vitality and beauty.
Of course, the premise is to ignore the cold and weird feeling on the trail.
The yellow mud road isolates the existence of crying, so that the crying cannot reach the people walking on this road.
At the moment when this yellow mud road connected with the mourning hall, a figure wearing mourning clothes and kneeling before the coffin suddenly turned around and glanced at everyone.
"Thump!"
In an instant, one of the ghost masters in the group of seven had his neck weirdly twisted and turned around to look behind him, and his body fell to his knees motionless on the ground.
"The ghosts in the mourning hall have a pattern of turning back and dying! Be careful."
Yamu looked at the mourning hall warily. This was just one of the ghosts wearing mourning clothes, not the source ghost. In this case, he actually No one reacted.
At the same time, the ghost controller who fell to the ground had a sad look on his face, tears flowed from his eyes, and he began to cry.
"No, after he was killed by the ghost, the ghost in his body seemed to be controlled by the ghost."
Nagasawa looked at the ghost controller who fell to the ground in horror. A yellow mud road blocked the cry.
But if the ghost controller were made to cry in the path, the ghost might get an invading medium.
“Whoa!”
With the sound of the air being cut, a head with a sad face rolled to the ground.
Nagasawa looked towards the direction from which the sound came, and saw old man Kamisato slowly putting a sword back into its scabbard.
“That knife has the ability to cut through evil spirits.”
Evil ghosts cannot be killed. This theorem seemed to be broken in Nagasawa's heart at this moment.
"He is not dead, he was just cut open temporarily."
Yamu seemed to be aware of Nagasawa's inner shock and confusion, and explained to everyone.
This group of ghost controllers he selected can only control two ghosts at most, and their vision is not high.
“I see, but that’s also terrifying.”
Nagasawa nodded and glanced at the taken back sword with fear.
“You want it?” Old Man Kamisato noticed Nagasawa’s gaze and asked him.
"No, no, senior, you misunderstood." Nagasawa waved his hand hurriedly.
"Don't worry, if you can make it back alive this time, I will give you this knife. It is a reward for the brave."
Old man Shenli didn't care about Nagasawa. He denied it and just spoke calmly, as if the knife was not an important thing.
When the other three heard this, they all looked at Nagasawa with envy and jealousy.
"The same goes for you. If any of you can get out alive, I will give you this knife. If there are more than one person, I will give you some other things."
"But I have to remind you, this is a vicious knife. It is easy to pull out, but it will be very troublesome to take it back."
After that, the old man Shenli walked towards the road without waiting for a few people to reply. Go deep.
Seeing this, the people in Nagasawa suppressed their inner excitement and followed the old man Kamisato.
Soon, the group arrived in front of the mourning hall.
However, the moment they appeared in front of the mourning hall, several white curtains were strangely sweeping towards them.
The old man Shenli pulled out his knife and cut off the white curtain extending toward him with one stroke.
Yamu reacted quickly, reaching out to grab the white curtain, and then dense black hair began to grow on the white curtain. The entire white curtain looked like it was moldy, exuding a smell. Musty smell.
However, several other people were not so lucky. The three of Nagasawa were swept away by the white curtain flying out of the mourning hall at almost the same time, and they were rolled up into rice dumplings within a moment.
"Master, everyone is dead, is it time to take action?" Yamu looked at the old man Shenli.
"This thing is terrifying. It's just the initial attack, but I can't stand it anymore."
"Okay." The old man in Shenli closed his cloudy eyes, and instantly , the entire community seemed to be invaded by darkness.
Then, yellow mud roads appeared on the ground of the community. The yellow mud roads crisscrossed like a chessboard, instantly dividing the community into several areas.
“Huh?”
In the mourning hall, Zhang Hao, who was kneeling on the coffin, raised his head, revealing a painted crying face.
“Did someone come near the mourning hall unknowingly?”
Zhang Hao had not noticed anyone approaching the mourning hall before. He was still studying the changes in his body.
It wasn't until the white curtains in the mourning hall were swept out that Zhang Hao realized that someone was approaching.
Looking up, Zhang Hao saw an old man with his eyes closed and holding a sword looking at the mourning hall.
The moment Zhang Hao raised his head, the old man pulled out the sword in his hand.
With the sound of "Shua!", Zhang Hao felt that the world was spinning.
His head fell to the ground, but he did not lose consciousness. After the sword cut open his head, it could not suppress his consciousness.
The moment Zhang Hao's head hit the ground, the old man's clothes were tearing apart on their own, as if they were being torn apart by something.
It seemed that not only his clothes were torn apart at the same time, but also the old man's life.
An extremely severe pain appeared on the old man Shenli. Although there were no wounds on his body, it felt like the skin, flesh, and even bones were cracking.
If this continues, he will undoubtedly be torn alive and die, but with the influence of the ghost on his body.
This feeling of tearing is restricted, and there is no way to continue after reaching a certain level.
“Have you mastered a ghost that can protect your body?”
Zhang Hao is not surprised by this. A top ghost controller may not have a ghost, but he must have one that can protect his body. The devil.
Even though Zhang Hao's attack was terrifying and could easily tear apart some evil spirits, he still couldn't easily tear apart such evil spirits that had been completed to a certain extent and had protective abilities.
The next moment, Zhang Hao's body suddenly turned into black and white strangely, and then he walked out of the black and white portrait in front of the coffin.
After Zhang Hao completed this ghost that could control clothes, his relationship with the bride further strengthened.
Even if the bride is not in the mourning hall at this time, Zhang Hao can still use some of the bride's supernatural powers.
Because now Zhang Hao and the bride are two parts of one ghost.
The black and white portrait was originally a powerful ghost that could fight against the ghost painting, but now, after both parties turned into the same ghost.
Zhang Hao actually also has the ability to get out of the black and white portrait again.
As Zhang Hao walked out again, the four ghosts who were kneeling in front of the mourning hall also appeared strangely next to the ghost coffin, carrying the coffin and bumping into the old man Shenli.
However, in the face of such an attack, the old man Shenli also reacted quickly.
After he suppressed the controlled clothes on his body, yellow mud roads suddenly appeared under his feet.
The fierce ghost who was carrying the ghost coffin and bumping forward strangely walked on another yellow mud road where the old man was not at this moment.
"Huh? Can it affect the progress of the ghost coffin?"
Zhang Hao raised his head, and the black and white ghosts invaded the yellow mud road, causing the yellow soil to lose its color.
However, when Zhang Hao used Gui Xie to move Gui Cha's position, he found that his Gui Xie seemed to be divided.
This kind of division is not like the feeling when Mr. Qin used will-o'-the-wisps to forcibly divide the ghost paintings, but it is an incomprehensible supernatural feeling.
Zhang Hao could still feel the presence of other ghosts, but he could not leave the area separated by the yellow mud road.
Even if Zhang Hao uses ghosts to invade, he cannot invade all the yellow mud roads at once, he can only invade one road at a time.
“Can the special supernatural power only advance one square at a time?”
Zhang Hao looked at the yellow mud road that was like the crisscrossing lines on a chessboard, and immediately reacted .
The old man in front of me should be able to use this yellow mud road to forcibly separate the ghosts, so that the evil ghosts inside must advance one square at a time like chess pieces, and can only invade the yellow mud road one square at a time. go ahead. Zhang Hao looked at the old man Shenli. At this time, the old man was slowly putting the sword back into its sheath, and then retreated to the yellow mud road behind.
However, the old man Shenli seemed to be also restricted by the rules of the yellow mud road, and he could only retreat to the yellow mud road behind him block by block.
"Is this old guy playing cat and mouse with me?"
Huangni Road divides the community into hundreds of areas. He moves forward one space and he retreats one space. , in this case, it is very unrealistic to catch him.
Zhang Hao tried to attack the old man using the supernatural power of death if he kneels, but it didn't work.
Even when Zhang Hao turned around and used the supernatural power of losing color when seeing his own back, he was unable to affect the old man.
It seems that the area where Zhang Hao is now cannot attack the area where the old man Shenli is.
Perhaps like playing chess, both parties need to be in contact to use their own supernatural powers to influence the other party.
However, just as Zhang Hao continued to invade and advance, suddenly a ghost appeared on a yellow mud road one space in front of him.
The moment he saw Zhang Hao, the ghost immediately attacked Zhang Hao.
With the sound of stomping feet, Zhang Hao's original invasion of the next yellow mud road was interrupted.
The next moment, Zhang Hao's body stopped moving and walked out of the black and white portrait again.
"Huh?"
Zhang Hao raised his head and looked at the ghost that attacked him, and then used the ghost to invade the opponent's area.
At the same time, Zhang Hao immediately activated the supernatural power that would kill him if he knelt down.
Since the other party can attack you, it means that you can also attack the other party.
Sure enough, as Kneel Down was activated, the ghost immediately knelt down.
However, just when Zhang Hao's ghost successfully invaded that area and planned to imprison the ghost, the other party mysteriously disappeared from the place.
"Restarted?"
Zhang Hao unexpectedly looked at the place where the ghost disappeared.
He could feel that this ghost was not strong, but for some reason, the other party had the strange ability to suppress him temporarily, and even had the means to restart it.
“No, no, it’s not this ghost’s ability.”
Zhang Hao quickly came to his senses and looked in the direction of the old man in Shenli.
This should be the ability of the old man in God.
Sure enough, when Zhang Hao looked at the yellow mud road in the distance, he quickly discovered five strange figures, including the ghost that suddenly disappeared after being suppressed just now.
"I see, this should be this old man's third ability."
"A yellow mud road that can separate ghosts, a ghost that protects the body, and a ghost that is suspected of being able to control ghosts . ”
The yellow mud road makes this old man weird and difficult to deal with when fighting, and the evil ghost that protects the body prevents emergencies.
The last ghost can control other ghosts and let them move freely on the yellow mud road.
"More than that, the attacks of these ghosts seem to have been enhanced. Is it because of the special rules of Huangni Road? Or is it because of something else?"
Zhang Hao stood up, and the ghost coffin under him disappeared as he stood up.
However, the four ghosts carrying the coffin did not disappear, but walked towards the four directions of the cross yellow mud intersection at Zhang Hao's feet.
“Let me give it a try.”
Soon, one of the coffin-carrying ghosts wearing mourning clothes approached another ghost walking on the yellow mud road.
Under the control of Zhang Hao, the ghost was already prepared when the two ghosts were on the two yellow mud roads that connected together.
The coffin-carrying ghost turned his head strangely, and instantly, an extremely terrifying attack hit the ghost on the other side of the yellow mud road.
The neck of the ghost attacked by the turning ghost seemed to have been violently broken at the moment of the attack, and then disappeared in place.
"Sure enough, this yellow mud road carries some kind of special supernatural power."
"Any attack launched by the ghosts walking on the yellow mud road will be strengthened to the point that it can suppress it. The level of attacking a ghost. "
This feeling is very similar to domestic chess. No matter how big a chess piece you are, as long as you are attacked by other chess pieces first, you will not be able to defend yourself.
As for the old man Shenli who is the source of Huangni Road, he is like a general on the chessboard.
"Do you want to play chess with me? Do you want to use this method to deal with me?"
In the black and white ghost world next to Zhang Hao, a bright red color suddenly appeared.
The Ghost Bride was summoned by Zhang Hao to his side and activated the ghosts.
At the same time, above the sky, gray paper dust immediately covered the yellow mud road.
Like Zhang Hao's ghost, even the ghost bride's ghost is also divided into small and small areas by the yellow mud road.
The old man in Shenli controls a conceptual ghost. Even though the ghosts of Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride still cover the entire island country, they still cannot leave this place.
However, at this moment, in this endless yellow mud road, one after another strange ghosts suddenly appeared.
"Since you want to play chess, I will accompany you to play a game."
Zhang Hao held the ghost bride's hand and summoned the ghost to activate.
In an instant, more than a dozen ghosts walked into the chessboard composed of yellow mud roads.
As soon as these dozen ghosts appeared, they immediately began to attack the evil ghosts controlled by the old man Shenli on the yellow mud road.
Even if the evil ghost controlled by Old Man Shenli on this yellow mud road can keep restarting, it will not be able to make any difference at all under the continuous attacks.
Even after more and more evil spirits entered the chessboard, the empty yellow mud roads that were not occupied by evil spirits became fewer and fewer, and even the living space of the old man in Shenli began to be compressed.
At this time, Yamu, who was on a yellow mud road, had been targeted by a ghost.
When Yamu filled a ghost's body with mold to suppress it, his body suddenly burst into flames strangely.
The flame only ignited Yamu's upper body, but Yamu lost the ability to move.
But fortunately, Yamu has been able to survive from the empire era to the present. Even in the final stage, his strength cannot be underestimated.
In the distance, there is a yellow mud road full of mold. Those molds continue to grow, and soon Yamu reappears.
This is an alternative kind of reboot. Yamu seems to be able to get out of these mold-infected things again, just like a source of mold that cannot be completely dealt with.
"Nani!"
When the old man in Shenli saw this scene, his originally calm face changed.
He was not surprised by the restart of Yamu, but he was surprised that the red and white demons actually summoned so many ghosts.
But soon, the old man Shenli took action again.
After a ghost controlled by Old Man Shenli reappeared beside him after the reboot, Old Man Shenli immediately pulled out his sword and slashed at the ghost.
In an instant, the ghost split into two parts, but did not lose its movement.
The old man Shenli who cut off Li Gui's body slowly put away his sword. The moment the handle of the knife touched the scabbard, he drew the sword again, and another Li Gui that restarted next to him was dismembered by him.
While Zhang Hao continued to control the ghosts to compress the living space of the old man in Shenli, the old man in Shenli also successfully doubled the number of those ghosts by constantly dismembering the ghosts.
Zhang Hao, who was in the distance, also noticed the problem at this time.
The evil ghosts originally controlled by the old man Shenli were no longer able to fight against him because their number was too small.
But at this time, Zhang Hao suddenly realized that the evil spirit controlled by him was being suppressed.
"So, can the supernatural power of the attack be strengthened through the yellow mud road, and combined with the continuous dismemberment of the ghosts, so as to achieve a certain degree of continuous superposition?"
Controlled by Zhang Hao? Li Gui, except for the four Li Gui carrying the coffin, other ghosts do not have the ability to restart.
Although at the beginning, with their numbers, they launched attacks more frequently and gained a great advantage.
But after Old Man Shenli began to dismember the ghosts and increased the frequency of attacks, the flaws of these ghosts that could not be restarted became apparent.
One side is a thing that cannot be beaten to death, and the other side will be suppressed for a period of time if attacked. When the difference in numbers between the two sides is not big, the outcome can be imagined.
“But can you afford to play like this with me?”
Zhang Hao did not continue to summon the ghosts, but asked the bride to summon the derived ghost paintings one by one. .
Not just derivative ghost paintings.
Among these bright ghost paintings, I don’t know when there were some black and white photos, in which colorless people wearing mourning clothes also walked out of the photos.
(End of this chapter)