"Fang Diyuan, come and help me. You need to help me temporarily suppress these ghost hands. I need to stimulate the recovery of the ghost fungus ghost realm." Wen Zhong said to Fang Diyuan who was hiding in the wind.
Before Fang Diyuan could respond, a faint gray light began to emerge from Wen Zhong's body, and a pair of ghost hands began to twitch uncontrollably.
He wants to take back the ghost fungus and ghost pupil and give up the suppression of these ghost hands. Once this suppression does not exist, the ghost hand will lose control, and the ghost pupil and ghost fungus will also lose control.
I saw hideous cracks constantly tearing open on his arms, from which I could feel a turbid and cold sight, and ghost germs began to squirm and spread on his arms.
Changes have begun, and he wants to take advantage of the changes brought about by this recovery to fight for an opportunity.
The dark wind blew around him, and even the thick, glue-like haze was blown away by the gritty wind and could not get close, but at the same time, a series of footsteps began to gather.
One after another, shriveled ghost figures appeared, all of which were living people controlled by thinking ghosts.
It may not be accurate to call it a ghost slave, but it may be called a derivative ghost. It has the supernatural powers of the ghost itself but does not have the unkillable characteristics of the ghost.
The thinking ghost's ability is very simple and simple. His ability is not to suppress, nor to splice, but to achieve the ultimate control while retaining the original ability of the ghost and part of the consciousness of a living person.
Strictly speaking, this ability is not powerful, let alone terrifying, because the instinct of the evil ghost is to find puzzle pieces to perfect itself, and the existence of the thinking ghost is more like an incompatible alien.
But everything always has two sides. There is another thing in this world that is neither a human nor a ghost. It has the consciousness of a living person and the ability of a ghost at the same time - the ghost controller. This is the best nourishment for thinking ghosts.
As a fierce ghost, it is also making progress. No, it should be said that it is making itself complete and becoming more terrifying in its own way.
At this moment, the sight of the ghost pupils between Wen Zhong's brows was blocked by the black-red haze. He could only try his best to open the ghost pupils so that they would not close.
have no choice.
A wry smile appeared on Wen Zhong's lips.
And his face has been covered with a thin layer of velvet at some point, like a gray-white mask, which is constantly squirming with the wounds torn by Ghost Eyes.
"Gulu——"
The second ghost pupil broke away from the flesh and appeared on Wen Zhong's face. As it turned, the ghost fungus emitted a turbid and dead gray light. As soon as this light appeared, it competed with the surrounding black and red haze.
.
It works.
The third ghost pupil appeared on his face, and the gray-white light seemed to be brighter.
Then the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth.
A total of eight ghost pupils appeared on Wen Zhong's face, tearing the flesh on Wen Zhong's face, breaking away the gray-white ghost bacteria, and a restlessness of the ghost's resurrection began to spread from his body.
The appearance of these pupils means that the supernatural balance in Wen Zhong's body is gradually broken. The evil ghost in his body is close to the state of recovery. It may only need a little stimulation to completely lose control. When the time comes, Wen Zhong will
He came into this world as an extremely terrifying ghost.
Dead gray light crazily poured out of the body, flowing out along the ground like blood, gradually rendering the surroundings a layer of cold and turbid gray.
The ghost realm is about to open up.
This is the confrontation between the evil ghost and the evil ghost.
"ah!"
Wen Zhong let out a low roar. This was a pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow. It was so painful that Wen Zhong felt that his brain was about to turn into a piece of cheese riddled with holes. The resurrection of the three ghosts almost destroyed him.
But it was all worth it. The ghost realm of the ghost fungus successfully blocked the footsteps of the shriveled corpse in this short moment, as if this place had become a restricted area that even the evil ghosts were afraid of.
"Click——"
Suddenly, Wen Zhong's hands turned outward at an incredible angle. A pair of stiff and cold hands kept making the sound of bones breaking, and then they suddenly grabbed Wen Zhong's neck. It only took a little force to break the bones.
Break his neck.
This pair of ghost hands has been completely revived. It has lost the control of the ghost bacteria and ghost pupils. It has completely regained its freedom and once again turned into the terrifying ghost in the Qilin Mansion.
Wen Zhong, who had controlled it for a long time, naturally became its first target.
The ghost hand, codenamed Ghost Twist, kept twisting Wen Zhong's neck, and the sound of broken neck bones began to sound. It seemed to be venting its terrifying murderous instinct and twisting harder.
Gray light surged, the ghost hands were frantic, and the ghosts wailed. At this moment, the evil wind blew up. Fang Diyuan's figure appeared next to Wen Zhong. He stretched out a withered and petrified arm and tightly clamped the ghost hands on his own.
Armpit.
"Damn it, you owe me this once and don't die." Fang Diyuan said angrily, Wen Zhong's head was just a hair away from saying goodbye to his body. If he hadn't reacted in time...
Fang Diyuan's expression suddenly changed, because the ghost hands touched his neck without knowing when, and the extremely cold touch made him have the urge to let go of the ghost hands.
"Damn it, it is indeed the ghost thing that I have worked so hard to seal. Now be honest with me!" Fang Diyuan roared angrily, and the dark wind mixed with gravel kept blowing on the ghost hands, trying to suppress it.
But soon he discovered that these ghost hands appeared on his back, stomach, neck and even face.
"Wen Zhong, hurry up, I might not be able to hold on anymore." A trace of cold sweat broke out on Fang Diyuan's forehead. All the places touched by the ghost hand were places that the gargoyle had not been able to corrode. He felt that a wave of energy was gradually flowing through his body.
A cold feeling invades.
"You have to hold on even if you can't hold on, that thinking ghost is coming soon!" Wen Zhong roared, and at the same time, his face became more and more unfamiliar, as if a fierce ghost's face was covering his face.
Once this change is completed, it is certain that Wen Zhong will definitely die, and his body will be completely occupied by the ghost.
"Hiss-"
A ferocious crack appeared at the corner of Wen Zhong's mouth, and the entire face covered by ghost fungi seemed to have turned into a weird smiling face, but at the same time, the scope of the ghost realm was also quietly expanding.
Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters... The ghost realm is still expanding. The black-red haze is almost suppressed by this turbid and dead gray light. This time, he has completely isolated all the evil ghosts derived from it.
Outside the ghost realm.
The restlessness of recovery continues. If the ghost does not appear in the end, then Wen Zhong loses, but he firmly believes that the ghost will appear.
Not for anything else, but because his body temperature had soared to an incredible level.