Chapter 321 Drawing Board
The war between the two sides is about to break out.
The doorways in the corridor, which are like deep pits, are devouring invisible ghost figures.
Any ghost figure will disappear after falling into the doorway. The copper wall and iron wall made of supernatural beings collapsed suddenly, and large areas of ghost figures disappeared. No one could be seen walking, but dense footsteps were heard attacking the doorway. Suddenly stopped under the obstruction.
And the entangled contest between two powerful supernatural beings did not last long. The winner was immediately determined after a brief collision.
Deep black door openings kept collapsing out, spreading towards the owner of the manor in the corridor. It was obvious that the combination of the ghost door and the ghost post office was more powerful.
The owner of the manor suddenly shrank his eyes and his expression turned ugly.
The ghosts of the ghost masters he had hunted were decreasing at an alarming rate, falling into the terrifying doorway, and went to an unknown place.
If he stays here, he may really die here.
The supernatural beings controlled by this mysterious ghost controller are really terrifying.
fog.
The owner of the manor did not dare to explore the reality of the doorway below. Thick black fog quickly emerged from his body, and then the thick fog spread and swallowed him in all directions.
A dense number of ghost figures emerged from the black mist again. Such a rich accumulation showed that the manor owner had hunted countless ghost masters, and it goes without saying that they were bloody.
The dark fog blocked everything, and the dense ghost figures blocked the doorway that was already close at hand, buying the manor owner time to escape.
Seeing this, Liang Wensong put down his hand on the door. The thick fog obscured the body of the manor owner, and the situation was not clear, making him hesitate to use the last move now to completely establish his victory.
"Hesitation will lead to defeat!"
Liang Xingyang's cold voice seemed to come from a distance, but what followed was an even more terrifying heartbeat.
"Plop..."
In the thick fog, the owner of the manor looked gloomy, leaning on a black cane, walking quickly, surrounded by many ghost figures, intending to use the cover of the thick black fog , escaped from the castle secretly.
But the next moment.
Three layers of weird heartbeats rushed into the thick black fog, destroying part of the black fog. Powerful supernatural power penetrated the black fog, and the sound spread freely in it.
It was dull, depressing, and frightening, vibrating with the sound of heartbeats, spreading throughout the castle.
When the owner of the manor heard the news and felt uneasy, he suddenly felt a strange feeling of weakness beginning to spread throughout his body. At the same time, palpitations spread from his heart. A fatal supernatural attack suddenly struck him. He had to press the black button hard. He used the cane to barely keep his body from falling.
“Damn it!”
The face of the manor owner was filled with a rich death gray color, but he reacted quickly, and hoarse growls came out from his withered mouth, but his body was somehow weak. The feeling hasn't gone away.
Fortunately, he withstood the deadly supernatural attack.
Suddenly.
“Ah~”
Six screams suddenly sounded.
The six ghost figures around him collapsed instantly, and all their supernatural powers were wiped out.
The coiled ghost figures always protect the owner of the manor, and the wall blocks the ghost's supernatural power that suppresses the six ghosts.
But the changes haven’t stopped yet.
A dark heart quietly emerged from the heart of the densely packed and invisible figures of numerous ghosts. This is a derived heart belonging to the ghost heart.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
The heartbeat echoed, resonating at the same frequency, and death was coming. Many ghost figures exploded and shattered.
The owner of the manor roared hoarsely, and his face changed again and again. He felt a huge aura of death pressing in his heart. He couldn't even care about the black mist ghost that had been punched out, and hurriedly used another supernatural power in his body to counteract the pain in his heart. threaten.
The derived heart was beating loudly, but countless tiny black hands emerged, holding hands and connected to each other. The gathered power easily crushed the derived heart.
The owner of the manor made the right decision. He interrupted the curse and also blocked the quota from suppressing the six ghosts from taking effect.
"What is this?"
The manor owner was horrified to find that he thought that the terrible curse would be interrupted by crushing the heart, but he did not expect that a pool of scarlet blood was left at the heart. .
A ferocious face emerged from the squirming scarlet blood, and the ghost blood roared silently. Blood kept bubbling out of his mouth, more and more, tending to drown him.
What’s even weirder is that countless tiny hands, like unborn babies, tried to take away the ghost blood, but the ghost blood was ineffective and was wiped away.
The suppression of ghost blood has been formed.
The manor owner realized with horror at this moment that the weakness in his body was not due to the fragile derived heart, but to these strange blood.
Not only was more than half of his body unable to move, but his supernatural powers were also greatly weakened. Now a strong sense of sleepiness was echoing in his mind, and he found that he had no means to deal with the resurrected blood.
"We can talk, as long as you let me leave, the conditions are up to you." The manor owner forced himself to support, not daring to let himself fall into a deep sleep. He was not sure if he would wake up once he fell into a deep sleep.
A pool of blood swept away some of the accumulated water, and the body of the manor owner was sinking into the pool of blood little by little. The ghost blood is suppressed, the evil ghost is sleeping, and the alien is the same as the evil ghost. Once it sinks into the ghost blood, there may not be a chance to see the light of day again.
Countless gray-white paper dust continued to float high in the sky, and the cold lake water rose little by little, flooding the castle.
The castle is monotonous and lifeless.
No one answered, and there was only silence in response to the owner of the terrifying manor.
High in the sky.
Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian no longer used the supernatural power of the ghost lake when they witnessed the tall buildings of the manor castle sinking into the ghost lake.
There is a ghost inside this castle. The scarecrow that was harvested by the lights out is just a part of the ghost. Now the entire ghost is swallowed by the ghost lake and taken into the depths of the lake and contained.
"I found Kelly, who controls the nightmare, from Room 25 of the castle."
A dark ghost spread over, and Liang Wensong appeared in front of them clutching a sleeping blonde woman. around.
"You hesitated just now. You made the stupid mistake of fighting between ghost masters." Liang Xingyang took the initiative to bring up the matter.
He knew that Liang Wensong had just mastered the supernatural power of his body and had no experience in fighting ghost masters, but his mistakes in judgment must be pointed out.
Liang Wensong did not defend himself and admitted: "I have too little experience and it was my mistake this time."
Ghosts were not his advantage. Being obscured by the thick black fog, he had no choice. He acted rashly but did not judge that the owner of the manor would escape. This was a major mistake.
If Liang Wensong decisively passes through the infinite superimposed ghost gate, once the depths of the ghost post office are opened and the terrifying dark atmosphere is filled, the black fog ghosts will not be able to escape the fate of being sent away.
Yang Jian glanced sideways and said: "I have not seen this woman in the Nightmare Castle, but I believe in the judgment of the ghost closet."
Liang Wensong said: "Let the vicious dog directly invade this woman's dream and give it a try. It can probably drag Kelly from the Nightmare Castle into the world of ghost dreams."
Liang Xingyangmu. The light moved slightly, and he seemed to notice something at this moment, and his face was a little surprised: "Don't rush to let the evil dog control the nightmare, someone is breaking into the world of ghost paintings."
In everyone's eyes, being swallowed up by the ghost lake Most of the castle suddenly became a little abnormal and unreal, as if it were drawn in an oil painting.
Interior of the castle.
The terrifying owner of the manor, with only his head floating in a pool of blood, was disturbed by some supernatural force at this moment, and his head became a little weird, as if it was drawn with ink.
But the owner of the manor closed his eyes tightly, and was completely silenced by the ghostly blood pressure. He had no response and still did not wake up. Now unless the body is abandoned, the head will still sink into a pool of blood.
After a while, under the interference of the ghost blood, the color of the ink began to fade quickly.
Liang Xingyang and the others came from high altitude not far from the Horror Manor and saw an old drawing board that had been placed here by someone unknown when.
There is an oil painting on the drawing board, depicting a castle submerged by a lake. Through a certain window, you can still see a head floating in a pool of blood.
But the next moment, the head quietly disappeared from the drawing board and sank into the pool of blood in the painting.
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