Chapter 239 The Terrible Republic of China Monster
Chapter 239 The terrifying monster of the Republic of China
"boom--"
There was a dull thump, and Wen Zhong was knocked away by this invisible force without any surprise, and fell steadily into the old tomb that was washed away and cracked by the rain.
He was already very careful. His bloodshot ghost eyes were always on, and he was always vigilant about what was going on around him. He was confident that a supernatural attack would never be able to block the ghost eyes' sight.
But the facts were before his eyes. He was once again hit by this invisible force and flew out. Guitong didn't notice any movement at all.
It was as if something that didn't exist in this world was attacking him.
Not only that, the moment he was knocked away again, Wen Zhong felt that the ghost bacteria flowing in his body seemed to have stopped, as if they had disappeared from his body, without any movement.
The two invisible attacks just now almost killed Wen Zhong. Before this attack was cracked, it could be said that it was an unsolvable ability, because there was no trace of this attack at all.
His body and consciousness seemed to be about to be shattered, and he was in immense pain.
"What kind of supernatural attack did he use? I couldn't even detect it at all. This kind of attack seems simple, but it reveals a lot of things that are a bit scary."
In order to verify his conjecture, Wen Zhong's figure disappeared. Although the ghost realm was at a disadvantage in the confrontation, he was still able to open the ghost realm and transfer.
It's just that the range that his ghost domain can cover has become smaller visible to the naked eye, and can only barely cover half of the cemetery.
This is enough.
When Wen Zhong's figure appeared again, it was already in the blind spot of Su Changguang's sight. He raised his ghost hand and twisted it directly towards Su Changguang's neck.
In an instant, the entire space became distorted, and Su Changguang's body also became a little distorted. You could even hear the slight sound of bones being broken.
"boom--"
There was another dull thump, but this time he was not knocked out.
Wen Zhong felt his body go cold, and a terrible supernatural force invaded his body. His whole body became a little shriveled, as if his bones had been extracted, and only a piece of skin was left standing.
"What is this……"
It was as if Wen Zhong's consciousness had been extracted, his thinking began to become a little slow, and he couldn't even speak clearly.
Not far away, Su Changguang turned his head and stared at Wen Zhong with a hint of fierceness in his cold eyes. He raised his hand and waved again. Suddenly, a dark wind filled the cemetery and the temperature dropped sharply.
Being blown by this sinister wind, Wen Zhong's body was smashed into another relatively intact old tomb, and the tombstone with Wen Zhong's name engraved on it was also moved strangely.
This time, Wen Zhong was actually going to be buried alive in this old grave. The surrounding grave soil was mixed with cold rainwater, and accumulated little by little on Wen Zhong, trying to bury him completely.
There was only a piece of skin left on his body. Faced with this supernatural erosion, he was unable to resist for a while.
I can only let the grave soil fall and bury myself.
"Damn it, this Su Changguang's strength is too strong. My supernatural abilities are as if I have encountered a nemesis. He is playing with him. I must find other ways..."
Wen Zhong lay quietly in the old grave, without resisting.
As more and more grave soil accumulated, Wen Zhong's body was increasingly eroded by this supernatural force. Even the ghost pupils that had been open between his eyebrows closed at this moment.
In less than a minute, this old tomb was completely filled, and a tombstone was erected on the top of the tomb. If another stick of incense was lit, it would be a real tomb.
Suddenly, a deep and rich gray light appeared on the old grave. If you look closely, it is a bit of mildew.
At this moment, the mildew stains quickly began to spread on the old tomb, and bit by bit, the mildew stains filled the gaps in the old tomb.
Soon, this old tomb made of loess turned into a pile of mold exuding a strong musty smell. Under the cold rain, mold was washed off from time to time and spread to the surrounding areas.
This was a kind of supernatural invasion. The supernatural power of the ghost fungus in turn suppressed the supernatural power of the old grave. Although we don't know how Wen Zhong did it, there is no doubt that it was impossible to bury him in the old grave alone.
"Yes, at this age you can fight against the cemetery owner's tomb. You, a young boy like you, do have something to be proud of."
Su Changguang watched all this with an expressionless face, and just stood in the distance and waved his hand at the smelly mold.
For an instant, this dark gray mound of mold was like a faded photo. Immediately, it turned back into an old yellow tomb, and the mold that spread around it was gathered back into the old tomb.
silence.
There was no movement in the old tomb, and Wang Muyou was lying motionless in another old tomb.
It seems that the winner has been decided at this moment.
Su Changguang was holding a lantern and was about to walk to Wang Muyou's old grave. However, at this moment, there was a sound of the old grave cracking from behind him. Logically speaking, there would be no such sound in the tomb.
Rings.
However, he heard this voice very clearly, as if it was coming from his ears.
"Well, what other tricks does this young man have?" Su Changguang frowned.
There was another "hiss--" sound, and the old tomb split into two halves. At this moment, the old tomb was like the upper and lower eyelids of an eye, still opening and closing slightly.
In the middle of the old grave, there was a dark gray moldy cocoon, like an eyeball, staring at Su Changguang.
"So that's it. Your little boy has been more seriously eroded by the supernatural than I thought, but that's it. The next time I take action will be the end." Su Changguang glanced at Wen Zhong and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
, showing a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, a footprint appeared on the muddy path next to the old grave.
This footprint seems to have always existed here. It is simple and old. Even if it is washed away by rain, it has not deformed at all.
The footprints began to spread towards the old grave. Soon, the entire old grave was covered with footprints. Then, the old grave began to be covered up by the yellow grave soil at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even if another crack is torn open by the ghost eyes, the grave soil will react immediately and completely cover the crack. The grave soil seems to be endless, filling this old grave all the time.
This is a different kind of confrontation, and Wen Zhong's ghost fungus is about to be completely buried in this old grave.
"Damn it, this can't go on like this. Sooner or later I will be completely buried by this old grave. Wait, if this ghost place can be regarded as a world, then I may have another trump card that I can use."