Chapter 390 The level of terror suddenly increased
The black light flew in one direction in an unreasonable way in the supernatural land.
The two people in the air would receive heart-stopping greetings from the ghosts from time to time, but because their speed was too fast, none of the ghosts below could successfully attack.
Lin Yuanqing held a map in one hand and was looking for landmark buildings. There was a cemetery, but it was difficult to confirm the east, west, north, and south here.
So in addition to the cemetery, another sign on the map is needed. Lin Yuanqing's ghost eyes scanned quickly. The reason for turning on the ghost eyes is because there may be ghosts with their own illusions or something.
In order to avoid trouble, it is better to move forward with ghost eyes on from the beginning.
Suddenly, Lin Yuanqing was stunned during the flight, and all the supernatural powers in his body exploded for a moment. The extreme sense of oppression made Chu Huachao next to him feel suffocated.
It was as if he was walking with an extremely ferocious beast and would be eaten at any time.
Lin Yuanqing stopped flying. He suddenly felt that his terror level seemed to have suddenly increased by one level. If we use numerical metaphors, it would have increased by about one percent.
Lin Yuanqing thought for a moment and immersed his consciousness in his right hand, where one ABC-level terrifying ghost stood quietly.
The A-level ghost has been assimilated to the calf, and it shows that the soles of the feet to the calves seem to be completely soaked in blood.
The B-level one has been infected to the thigh position, and it seems that the level is about to exceed half, while the C-level one has been infected to the neck, and only one head is left to be completely assimilated.
Although the three fierce ghosts were still there, Lin Yuanqing also knew why he had suddenly improved. The original ghost had disappeared.
Although I didn’t watch it being assimilated, its disappearance in the right hand is enough to explain everything.
Although Gui Shi has only killed two people in total, their level of terror is indeed level B.
(Can a B-level ghost increase the current level of terror by 1%?)
Lin Yuanqing thought and slightly raised the corners of his mouth. As long as the three ABC-level ghosts always exist in his hands, then he The level of terror will escalate every once in a while.
Although there are many restrictions, such as the number of ghosts that can be infected in the right hand at the same time, slow time, and other shortcomings, this ability to infinitely improve is still ridiculously strong. No wonder it was divided into two during the Republic of China. group.
While he was thinking, palpitations appeared all around him, as if some kind of ghostly pattern had been triggered. Lin Yuanqing came back to his senses and glanced around.
The place where the two stayed was a small village. This village was old and moldy, with dilapidated and gloomy scenery everywhere, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.
This kind of temperament is no stranger to Lin Yuanqing now. The supernatural places he goes to basically have this kind of temperament. It seems that people's arrangements during the Republic of China have been infected for a hundred years, and they will become like this.
The village is not big, only one hundred and eighty households at most, and at this moment a figure who is burning paper money is looking up here.
Not only that, in those dilapidated houses, unknown figures seemed to be peeping here, but they did not come out due to some restrictions.
"Captain Lin seems to be about to be attacked." Chu Huachao looked around uneasily. Although he knew he would be fine, he still felt a little panicked when he was stared at by so many pairs of eyes.
Lin Yuanqing glanced at the ghost who was burning paper money below. In his eyes, the ghost's horror level was probably level B.
With a slight curl of the corner of his mouth, Guiyu teleported directly in front of the ghost. Before the ghost could make any move, Lin Yuanqing stretched out his right hand and pinched its neck.
The next moment the suppression ability was activated, the ghost in front of him was as motionless as a corpse.
Then the ghost disappeared strangely, as if it had never appeared before.
Lin Yuanqing looked at the mysterious space on his right hand and nodded with satisfaction. The ghost who had just been wearing shabby clothes was already standing quietly inside.
This kind of containment is somewhat similar to the containment of ghosts. After complete suppression, the evil spirits disappear. It is a pity that Lin Yuanqing cannot contain them indefinitely, otherwise
Lin Yuanqing looked at the many vaguely visible figures in the houses, shook his head, and a black light flashed and he continued on the road with Chu Huachao.
Looking at the map, Lin Yuanqing quickly found the sign of the village, calibrated the position, and the black light turned in a different direction and flew away at high speed.
Lin Yuanqing completely ignored the ghosts whose patterns were triggered on the road. At the speed of the ghost realm, these ghosts simply couldn't catch up.
Suddenly, Lin Yuanqing stopped flying again, because he seemed to have met a group of old friends in the wilderness ahead.
Funeral procession!
I encountered them the last time I took the bus, but Lin Yuanqing just knocked them all down because he didn't bring any detention objects.
But it’s different now. With the existence of the ring, he can bring a lot of equipment, and he has no shortage of gold. During the fifteen days of fishing, a large part of Daming City’s power was in Help him create a prison.
But now when we meet, it is of course a matter of revenge and grievance.
"Wait for me here." Lin Yuanqing said and left a special gold coffin. The meaning was obvious. He would lie in it when in danger.
After saying that, the black light on his body flashed and disappeared instantly, leaving only Chu Huachao who was in a daze, looking at the golden coffin in front of him and feeling like he was about to cry.
After Lin Yuanqing approached, the funeral procession slowly stopped and began to turn around. It seemed that their supernatural powers had to face the target before they could start.
Lin Yuanqing did not give him a chance. The ghost realm enveloped him, and before they even opened their mouths, his suppression ability was activated instantly.
Suddenly the nine-person funeral procession stopped moving. The ring on Lin Yuanqing's left hand flashed slightly, and a black stick appeared.
Without politeness, he knocked on the coffin bearer closest to him.
Bump! bump!
Two sounds sounded, the first was the sound of the ghost stick hitting his head, and the second was the sound of the ghost falling to the ground.
Bump bump bump bump
As Lin Yuanqing kept knocking in the ghost realm, all the nine-person funeral procession fell down one by one, and the coffin they were carrying also At this time it fell to the ground.
This sound attracted Lin Yuanqing's attention, and he couldn't help but look over. It was a nearly solid coffin. The lid of the coffin was opened because it fell to the ground.
Lin Yuanqing's eyes narrowed slightly. The last time he saw this coffin, it was just a shadow, but now it is almost close to the solid body. Is this funeral procession giving birth to the shape of the coffin?
Although Lin Yuanqing was thinking, the movements of his hands were not slow. One by one, the ghosts were stuffed into the special gold box and stored in the ring.
These ghosts are all spare food, and each one of them has a terror level of A in front of the ghost. This undoubtedly adds nine more to his collection.
When Lin Yuanqing was imprisoning the last suona-playing ghost, he saw the suona on its hand that seemed to be stained with blood.
Without the slightest courtesy, Lin Yuanqing reached out, grabbed it, and threw it into the ring.
There are not many supernatural items with this kind of range damage. (End of chapter)