Wen Zhong was shocked. He still underestimated the horror of this evil ghost. The other party saw through his ghost realm just at a glance.
And this strange feeling in the ghost realm...
There is no doubt that this is the Void Ghost controlled by He Youxu. He suffered a lot in the experimental building before. If it weren't for the use of the ghost candle, he would have almost died in the corridor.
Now, this strange feeling invaded his ghost domain again, but the difference is that the other party is also in his ghost domain.
"Is this the slender ghost beside Fang Diyuan?" Wen Zhong saw it clearly. What appeared was not Fang Diyuan, who had expected that the mind was stolen by the thinking ghost, but the ghost beside him.
But if the thinking ghost comes, how should this blur be explained?
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying idea appeared in his mind. Could the thinking ghost be spliced with this thin ghost? This can also explain why there is a virtual ghost on the other party.
"No wonder." Wen Zhong clenched the guillotine tightly, staring at the thin ghost not far away, "So is Fang Diyuan still alive now, or is he dead?"
The next moment, the thin figure suddenly moved and slowly moved in Wen Zhong's ghost realm. Its target was the Liangyi Temple where Dai Zhibin was.
Seeing this scene, Wen Zhong's heart sank slightly. Although he knew that the ghost realm could not stop this terrifying evil ghost, he did not expect that the other party could invade in such an understatement.
This is really...a bit embarrassing.
"Wang Muyou, you and Dai Zhibin retreat here first." Wen Zhong took advantage of the passage of the ghost's advance and turned around and shouted to the Liangyi Temple.
"I understand." Wang Muyou shouted.
Then Wang Muyou's figure appeared at the door of the secret room deep in Liangyi Temple. Behind him was a charred shadow, and a blurred human-shaped outline was lying in the middle, which looked extremely strange.
When these charred shadows approached Wang Muyou, they took the initiative to bypass him and chose to apply them to the walls on both sides.
Because he is protected by the supernatural power of the smiling ghost, these charred shadows cannot pose a threat to him for the time being, but if they are eroded for a long time, it is hard to say.
Soon, Wang Muyou and Dai Zhibin, who was still in a coma, left Liangyiguan.
The thin ghost saw Wang Muyou and the others leaving, and turned its head stiffly, and his eyes shaking from the black thread kept shaking, as if they were observing the direction they left.
Immediately afterwards, the black and red haze gradually gathered towards it, and Wen Zhong's ghost realm was completely invaded at this moment.
"Can't drag it down anymore. This ghost actually wants to run to attack Wang Muyou." Wen Zhong's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a big problem with the thin ghost.
At this moment, it actually completely obeys the instinct of the evil ghost. Logically speaking, if it is combined with the thinking ghost, then the thinking ghost itself can suppress the law of killing, it should inherit it.
But now, its actions are a very good explanation of what is the instinct of a ghost.
Wen Zhong's face turned cold and he appeared behind the thin ghost. Without hesitation, he raised the guillotine in his hand and pointed it at the evil ghost's neck and slashed it. He tried to dismember the other party with this knife.
"Click--"
The thin ghost may feel the threat, or it may still be because the consciousness of the thinking ghost remains.
It turned around suddenly, not caring about the sound of the broken neck bone that was heard because of excessive force.
The guillotine was cut down, but it did not hit the thin ghost. His arm holding the guillotine was tightly pinched by a thin arm, and it also made a crisp sound of bone cracks.
And the thin ghost's dry and cracked face was twisted and merged together at this moment, as if he was angry.
The next moment, its mouth, which was split to the ear but was also sewn with black thread, began to tremble, as if it wanted to break free from the black thread and repeat the scene of the thinking ghost biting Du Baige's throat.
As its mouth opened, a cold and rotten smell instantly swept across the surroundings.
With the help of the faint light of the Ghost Realm, Wen Zhong could clearly see the neat rows in his mouth, but they were as fine and sharp as if they were sewing needles.
A rotten and suffocating smell spread out from its mouth, and Wen Zhong frowned deeply.
It was not over yet. The black and red light began to spread slowly towards Wen Zhong. The surrounding trees, ground and even the air turned into a very strange simple stroke.
It can be imagined that once it is eroded by this light, living people will die immediately, and even ghost masters will fall into a state where life is worse than death.
Wen Zhong gritted his teeth, and a pale and stiff ghost hand suddenly stretched out from an incredible angle, bypassing the blurred light, and suddenly grabbed the twisted neck of the thin ghost.
The ghost hand holding the guillotine was still tightly pinned by the other party. Wen Zhong had no choice but to rely on the space supernatural power of this ghost hand to temporarily limit the terrifying ghost.
As the force on his hand increased, the sound of bone fracture sounded again, and his ghost hand naturally also increased, but it was not enough to use it to twist this level of evil spirits directly.
Although much stronger than before, he still felt like he was twisting a wet iron ball, and he had nowhere to focus on it at this moment.
Seeing that the black line of the ghost's mouth was about to be broken, a trace of cold sweat oozed out of Wen Zhong's forehead. He knew very well that if he really bite this mouth, the ghost in his body would probably have to be missing.
"Guru——"
A turbid, cold and blood-covered eyeball tore the flesh on the middle of the eyebrows and was turning constantly, as if looking at the thin ghost standing in front of him.
The ability of a ghost cannot be used continuously. It is impossible for a ghost controller to use the ability of a ghost all the time. It requires restraining each other and maintaining a supernatural balance.
At the critical moment, the third evil ghost controlled by Wen Zhong appeared and stole the supernatural ghost eyes of the thinking ghost. It was no longer comparable to the terrifying level, and instantly tore the skin of the thin ghost shadow that had cracked.
Soon, a sound of flesh tearing sounded, and strange eyeballs appeared on its face, wrists, and neck one after another, and even those eyeballs were still turning.
The cracks continued to extend, as if the ghost's eyes could be used alone to dismember the terrifying evil ghost in front of him.
But soon this change stopped. On the contrary, this change began to act on Wen Zhong's body, and cracks continued to tear his skin, revealing the cold white bones.
The ghost's supernatural powers could not nail the other party, but it still caused the thin ghost's body to stagnate for a moment.