Chapter 147
Chapter 147 The self-divided ghost.
Is there anything that wants to save this monster?
Many things in Yanyun Tower actually surpassed some of his previous images, especially the ghost in front of him now.
Ghosts are unconscious existences in everyone's minds. As long as you run into his rules, you will die.
But the one in front of me is obviously different.
The chanting became louder and louder, and eventually the entire ninth floor was lit up.
The entire ninth floor is just a simple room with a bed and a table.
Like the abode of an ascetic monk.
The walls were gray and black, and there were some scratches on some places, which looked like writing or random graffiti.
After watching for a long time, Liu Yifan suddenly started chanting along with him. Chen Xuan looked at Liu Yifan and then at the ghosts who were eyeing him in the distance and finally did not stop him.
The center of the ghost's body began to emit a faint light, with a golden color.
Even Chen Xuan felt a warmth that he hadn't seen in a long time.
Liu Yifan's chanting sound began to overlap with the voice inside the ghost's body, and Liu Yifan's whole person suddenly looked a little solemn.
The dark ring scar on his head became smaller but did not disappear060.
As the smaller half of the monster's body turned golden, it twisted violently and began to attack the other part!
The long body twisted, and the hands acting as legs and the expressionless head began to boil.
They scratched and tore hard, and were able to grab a large piece of flesh easily.
The monster's master was shaking with a headache, but it seemed unable to prevent this.
As the sound of chanting became deafening, the darkness in front of him was completely dispelled.
Chen Xuan frowned and looked at the ghost in front of him whose momentum suddenly increased and then suddenly began to decline. He summoned the ghost dolls without hesitation!
Liu Yifan didn't know when he had left Chen Xuan's ghost realm, but there was nothing unusual about him now.
Chen Xuan took several of his ghosts and rushed toward the centipede-like creature.
It's very difficult to attack to break through the defense, it's like a thick layer of cowhide.
And the moment Chen Xuan's attack landed on this ghost, Chen Xuan could feel an inexplicable weakening (chfj)
"You killed too much! Come with me to save the people you killed!"
The main head suddenly turned around and let out a beast-like roar.
Then most of the hands and feet gave up the other half of their bodies and began to catch Chen Xuan frantically.
More black things crawled out, seeming to want to transcend Chen Xuan!
Chen Xuan's face turned cold.
He had never believed in anything, let alone atoning for the dead!
He only believed in himself!
The Scarecrow and the Ghost Doll were actually suppressed at the moment, and their strength was almost A.
The centipede-like ghost in front of him still had an S-level momentum even after it fell!
If it weren't for the remaining half of its body that kept harassing him, Chen Xuan wouldn't be so relaxed now as he looked at the struggling scarecrow. He breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't try to merge with these ghosts from the beginning.
This was obviously different from others.
Now, he could try it.
The scarecrow suddenly turned to look at Chen Xuan. , then walked towards him step by step! Then, he crashed into his body.
In an instant, Chen Xuan's body temperature turned completely cold, as if he was a real dead person.
Do you know if the current state is considered an attack or not?
The scarecrow disappeared, a few straws began to grow on Chen Xuan's body, and the corners of his mouth began to crack, revealing a smile similar to that of a scarecrow.
He held his other hand. The Death Scythe living nearby finally rushed forward. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
Generally, ghost masters use their bodies to support ghosts, so he killed several masters before. There is an obvious inhuman state in the ghost's body, but now Chen Xuan has turned into a scarecrow to support him!
The three ghost realms opened together, and his brain, which had never rested, seemed to explode at any time..
But Chen Xuan didn't even take a step back!
"die!"
The sickle cut through the air and made a whining sound, followed by a popping sound. The ten-meter-tall ghost broke instantly.
The mutilated limbs of the human body could be seen in the broken gap, and then the chopped off upper body began to tremble with its hind legs. Trying to connect with the rear body!
The rear body that lost its strength changed color in an instant and turned into a golden look.
The two heads grew back from the two fractures. The scene was comparable to a horror movie.
"Immortality! Immortality!"
The upper body was replaced by the head of a little monk. The little monk's eyes were full of crazy and vicious eyes.
Chen Xuan glanced at the compassionate head on the lower body and ignored it.
He held the sickle and felt a strong killing intent that was about to kill him. They were all swallowed up!
The Death Scythe is so powerful, no wonder it is bound to the Scarecrow and cannot be separated.
After all, ordinary people cannot use this scythe except for some extreme killing intent. Some excitement, this feeling is very strange.
The ghost that suffered a loss has been avoiding it, and does not want to face the death scythe head-on.
However, after the remaining half of the body pounces again, the upper half of the body is only slightly weak. Struggling with strength, a dark shadow emerged from the monster's body and began to wrap around it!
The ghost was the only one who was not attacked just now, probably because it was relatively dark until this dark body was attacked. Completely torn apart, every human face on this body shouted for immortality.
Without bothering to look through the ghost's memory, Chen Xuan maintained a special state, holding the death sickle and turning his head to look at the rest. Half of the body. The top of the golden body is an old head, which looks to be nearly sixty years old.
The expression on the head is very complicated, with expressions of compassion, regret, etc. flashing through it, and then gradually. calmed down
"Amitabha."
The chanting stopped.
Chen Xuan looked at this three-meter-long tattered body, but did not put down the sickle or release the fusion state.
Even at this moment, he could clearly feel that his body could no longer bear it.
"what do you?"
Chen Xuan asked.
Liu Yifan looked at this side silently from behind, not daring to make a sound.