"It may be because we used this balloon, but there is nothing we can do now. Letting go of the balloon will lead to death." Fang Diyuan responded with a pale face. He was panting heavily and cold sweat was sliding down his forehead.
After the battle with Chu Du, he himself suffered extremely serious supernatural backlash. Fang Diyuan only felt that the right side of his body was completely numb.
At this time, not only his arms, but also his face and neck were painted in black. His face, which was originally as handsome as a girl, now looked creepy.
"Are you okay?" Wen Zhong asked with a frown. He could feel that something was very wrong with Fang Diyuan's state.
"It looks like he is about to be revived by the evil ghost. Do you want to throw him down?" Wang Muyou said: "And this balloon obviously cannot carry the weight of three people. Sooner or later, if this continues, the evil ghost below will catch up."
"Impossible." Wen Zhong refused without thinking: "Even if you throw him down, it will only relieve you for a while at most. There are only three people here. Who do you want to throw away next time, me?"
"The most important thing is that Chu Du is still up there. Without Fang Diyuan, it's still a dead end for the two of us to deal with him."
Fang Diyuan smiled bitterly when he heard this. He was now relying solely on his willpower to support himself. His body was already trembling slightly due to the pain, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.
But as Wang Muyou said, the balloon was too weak to carry three people. Although it was still rising, at this speed, it might be enough for Chu Du to sleep on it.
The ghost below was floating upward at an incredible speed. The most important thing was the balloon it held in its hand. From the very first one, it now held more than a dozen balloons of different styles.
"Is it possible that my guess is wrong, and this balloon is not a way out of here?" Wen Zhong couldn't help but shed a cold sweat on his forehead when he saw this. If Li Gui rises at this speed, even Chu Du, who is a long way ahead of them
They will eventually be caught up.
Unless wings suddenly sprout from their backs, they will never leave here.
At this time, Wang Muyou suddenly said: "Since one balloon can't carry the three of us, let's try to see if we can break the balloon in the balloon ghost's hand."
As he spoke, he took out the short knife from his arms, and the markings on his face began to squirm, and at the same time an extremely sharp aura emerged from his body.
The next moment, the light of the sword overflowed, the sound of breaking through the air continued to sound, and several small crescent moons were seen streaking along the established trajectory towards the balloon in Li Gui's hand.
There was a "pop" sound, and two of the balloons in Li Gui's hand were broken by Wang Muyou's sword energy. At the same time, its rising speed also slowed down.
"Awesome, this is a supernatural prop with no side effects?" Wen Zhong said in surprise. Maybe it was because he had little experience, but this was indeed the first time he had seen a supernatural prop without side effects.
"How is it possible? This ghost knife has serious side effects, but some of them are borne by the evil ghost in my body." Wang Muyou looked solemn. He almost tried his best to attack, but he only broke two balloons.
It's just that the distance between Li Gui and them is still getting closer little by little, and breaking the two balloons is just a drop in the bucket for their current situation.
After all, their rising speed remains unchanged, and for Li Gui, even if he loses two balloons, his rising speed is still far higher than them.
"Mr. Wen, you'd better leave Pindao behind." At this time, Fang Diyuan said with a pale face: "I'm afraid Pindao won't be able to play a big role in the future with his current appearance. Mr. Wen, you should try your best to save yourselves first.
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Wen Zhong gritted his teeth and said, "Are you two people with such a sacrificial spirit? Please shut up now. If you keep talking, be careful, I will really throw you down."
Originally, Fang Diyuan could no longer hold the balloon and might fall from the air at any time, but Wen Zhong freed up a hand to hold Fang Diyuan tightly, thus avoiding the tragedy.
For Wen Zhong, Fang Diyuan is an indispensable member in dealing with Chu Du, and he cannot leave him at this time.
"Wang Muyou, can you chop me one more time?" After rejecting Fang Diyuan's proposal, Wen Zhong said to Wang Muyou again: "This time I want to chop at the connection between Li Gui's wrist and the balloon, so that the balloon will leak.
It can also take us up a certain distance."
"The connection part? Okay, I'll give it a try."
Wang Muyou frowned. The ability of his short sword is to emit sword energy along a set trajectory. However, every time he cuts a part of his body, it will be converted into the sword energy of the blade. At the same time, the higher the degree of supernatural power, the stronger the sword energy.
The more sword energy will be cut out.
The ghost patterns on his face formed strange symbols this time, outlining his face into a face as terrifying as a ghost. This is the ghost controlled by Wang Muyou - ghost patterns.
With the blessing of ghost patterns, the ghost sword in his hand can release the most sword energy at a very low cost. This is why he can call himself a ghost hunter and can frequently deal with supernatural incidents.
"Huh? What's going on?"
However, before Wang Muyou could swing the sword, he saw a sudden increase in the number of balloons floating around, and the distance between Li Gui and them was also getting closer at this moment, just like a tsunami that made people unable to resist.
"Get out of the way!"
Not only Wang Muyou, but Wen Zhong's expression also changed suddenly at this moment. As soon as he shouted, he felt his ankle sinking into the balloon.
Only then did he realize that these balloons were like living quagmire, constantly pulling his body downwards. Even though Wen Zhong had released the ghost bacteria, it was of no use. This still could not stop the balloons from engulfing his body.
Fang Diyuan's expression also changed drastically. The moment he was wrapped by the balloon, he felt a huge force coming from his gut. He heard the sound of the Taoist robe being torn, and his whole body was instantly swallowed up by the balloon as if he had fallen into a swamp.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, Wang Muyou was shocked. He wanted to resist, but faced with such a large number of balloons, even if he waved the ghost knife, he couldn't cut them all instantly, not to mention that he was also tightly wrapped by the balloons.
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Under the dim light of the stairwell, human skin balloons stained with supernatural powers were pouring towards the three of them in a steady stream. Finally, Wen Zhong's hand holding the balloon loosened slightly, and he was finally completely swallowed up by the balloon.
In the end, there was only a pile of balloons of various shapes and weird shapes that carried the ghosts and floated upwards, while the balloon belonging to Wen Zhong was mixed in the pile of balloons, seeming to be witnessing the end of the group.