Chapter 175: Ghost Painting
The ghost hands forcefully tore off the shroud from the ghost painting.
However, the ghost painting kept progressing during this process. As the ghost painting progressed, the last house became rotten.
Seeing this, A Hong inserted the door handle that Li Jun had given him before on the old door. The almost rotten door had other supernatural maintenance and did not disappear like other buildings. .
“Bang!”
Su Fan and Wan Hao, who were originally hanging on the beam, fell to the ground, and A Hong also opened the ghost door at the same time.
"Liu San, let's go!"
After saying that, Su Fan took the lead and entered the ghost gate, while A Hong looked back.
Liu San, who was half-kneeling on the ground, has fallen to the ground. His previously purple-green skin has also turned sallow. The makeup on his face no longer looks like Marriott. The ghost makeup on it is unknown. When did it melt away, there were only dense holes of different sizes.
"Dead...dead..."
A Hong didn't dare to hesitate anymore, Gui Hua had already moved forward, and she wanted to help Wan Hao enter the ghost gate.
However, before she could make a move, Wanhao, who was lying on the ground, had already sat up on his own.
Now that Gui Cha has been completely corroded and suppressed, the connection between Wan Hao and Gui Cha is severed. He is no longer suppressed by Gui Hua and can move freely.
Wan Hao's ghost hand touched the ghost rope around his neck, and the mortal supernatural power was triggered. The ghost rope that was originally strangling Wan Hao suddenly became limp, and Wan Hao easily took it off.
"You go first." A hoarse voice came out of Wanhao's mouth.
Ahong was overjoyed when she heard this. She saw Wanhao moving just now and thought it was the evil ghost resurrecting, so she was ready to run away, but now it seems that Wanhao still has his own consciousness.
"The door will only be open for one minute, come with me!"
A Hong said.
Marriott did not answer. The situation now is different from before.
When Liu San and Gui Hua were fighting before, Gui Hua was still suppressing Gui Cha, but now that Gui Cha has been suppressed, Gui Hua may have freed up his hands.
"If the ghost painting suppresses the ghosts, it should be like the shroud and ghost fingers, which will enhance the supernatural power of the ghost painting, but this should take time..." Wan Hao guessed in his mind.
His eyes fell on the shroud on the ground, then he looked at the ghost finger on Gui Hua's forehead, and finally his eyes fell on a piece of coke not far away.
He had seen everything that happened before, and knew that the coke was Li Jun, and in Wanhao's perception, Li Jun was not completely dead.
If it were Wan Hao before, he would not confront Gui Hua if there was a way out, because he knew that he was not supernatural enough.
But when he was in the ghost coffin, the infinite restarts of ghosts made all the ghosts in his body freeze, which also allowed him to control the ghosts that had invaded his body before.
And the supernatural power Liu San used before was the newly controlled ghost hand!
Wan Hao likes the ability of this ghost hand very much...
Capture the ghosts in other people's bodies!
"Although I can't imprison you, you can't kill me either."
Wan Hao took a step forward, and the supernatural power of the ghost leather shoes was activated, and he appeared directly in front of the ghost painting. The long ghost nails on Gui's hand pierced Gui Hua's body, and his palms were clasped behind Gui Hua. At the same time, Gui leather shoes stepped directly on Gui Hua's feet.
In just a moment, Wanhao used all the supernatural powers he could use.
The other dark red ghost hand turned pale in an instant.
One hand directly grabbed the ghost finger inserted into Gui Hua's forehead, and pulled it out hard, and the ghost finger returned to Wan Hao's hand.
The shroud and ghost fingers that were originally controlled by the ghost paintings were stripped off.
Not daring to have too much contact with the ghost painting, Wanhao picked up the shroud on the ground and disappeared, and came to the black coal.
The ghost's hand touched, suppressing the ghost fire that was about to revive in Li Jun's body, and led Li Jun back to the ghost gate.
“Let’s go!”
Hand Li Jun over to A Hong and push the two of them into the ghost gate.
His ghost leather shoes cannot enter the ghost gate. Some kind of supernatural power cuts off the ghost leather shoes. If Wan Hao needs to enter the ghost gate, he can only walk by himself.
However, before Marriott could walk in, a cold palm pressed against his shoulder!
Some kind of fatal and terrifying supernatural explosion!
The ghost clothes on Wan Hao's body dimmed in an instant, the fluffy ghost hair on them became soft and soft, and all the evil ghosts in his body were suppressed.
"Are you going to die..."
Boundless coldness hit, and Wanhao's consciousness began to become drowsy.
“Bang!”
Marriott fell directly into the gate of hell.
"Hehehe~hehehehehehe~"
Weird, eerie, piercing laughter rang in his mind very quickly, bringing Wanhao's groggy consciousness back to reality.
“Not dead!”
Wanhao came to his senses and wanted to escape immediately, but he couldn’t control his body anymore. A thin layer of frost formed on his body, and countless corpses Spots emerge.
"The ghost painting killed my body, but my consciousness was protected by the ghost hairband, but my body has long since died because of the ghost clothes. Now my body is a ghost body, and ghosts cannot be killed." "
Wan Hao suddenly understood what happened. His body had turned into a ghost, and now the ghost body was suppressed due to the attack of the ghost painting.
After thinking about this, Wan Hao continued to use the supernatural powers in his body to fight against the remaining supernatural powers of the ghost paintings. The supernatural powers that had lost the source of the ghost paintings could not stop Wan Hao's supernatural powers. Within a few seconds, Wan Hao stood up.
As soon as Wanhao turned around, he saw Gui Hua standing outside the door. However, Gui Hua did not follow Wan Hao into the ghost door, but just stood outside.
“If you don’t want to come in, just stay outside.”
Marriott closed the door directly, took off the door handle, glanced around, and saw a flash of light.
Staying here always gave Wan Hao a feeling of palpitations, and he ran quickly towards the light.
Through the darkness, Wanhao saw an old man with a cane.
When Mr. Qin saw Wan Hao coming out, he smiled slightly and closed the ghost door. The staff waiting beside him also quickly sealed the door with gold.
After glancing around, Wan Hao knew where he was. Su Fan, A Hong and others who came out before him were also there. Even Liu San, who Wan Hao thought was dead inside, also appeared. this room.
Li Jun, who was as black as coal, had his head covered by a human skin lantern.
"How do you feel?" Wang Xiaoming, wearing a white coat, stepped forward and took away the doorknob from Wanhao's hand, leaving only the shroud and the ghost finger.
"What are you talking about?" Wanhao's voice was dry and hoarse.
“Your health is more serious than before.” Wang Xiaoming said to Marriott.
Before, Marriott had approached Wang Xiaoming to find a solution to the evil ghost's erosion of the body, but now Marriott obviously has not found a solution.
Marriott looked down at his body. His body was now hard and his skin was purplish blue. He looked like a dead person. It was hard to imagine that such a person was still alive.
However, there are many people in the supernatural circle who have worse physical conditions than Marriott. Many of them ooze corpses and lose pieces of flesh when walking.
Wan Hao will not tell Wang Xiaoming the truth now. His body has turned into a ghost. Wan Hao can even feel the benefits of having a ghost body.
His ghost body can withstand the supernatural. Even if someone attacks him now, it will be difficult to die.
“I don’t have any problem. Are Professor Wang going to give me a promotion?”
As he spoke, Wanhao's skin began to fade and became extremely pale, just like his newly controlled ghost hand... (End of Chapter)