parentshiftbook Chapter 147 The Ghost Of Self-Splitting
Chapter 147 The Ghost Of Self-Splitting
Chapter 147 The ghost of self-splitting
Is there something that wants to outrun this monster?
Many things in Yanyun Tower are actually beyond some of his previous images, especially the ghost in front of him now.
Ghosts are the kind of unconscious existence in everyone's impression. As long as you meet his rules, you have to die.
But this one is clearly different.
The sound of chanting became louder and louder, and finally the entire nine layers of fire were bright.
The entire ninth floor is a simple room, without a bed and a table.
Like an ascetic dwelling.
The walls are gray and black, with some marks scratched in some places, which look like words and scribbles.
Liu Yifan looked at it for a long time and then suddenly started chanting, Chen Xuan looked at Liu Yifan and then at the ghost that was staring at him in the distance and finally did not stop him.
The center of the ghost's body began to emit a faint light, and the color was a kind of gold.
Even Chen Xuan felt a warmth after a long absence.
Liu Yifan's chanting sound began to overlap with the voice inside the ghost, and Liu Yifan's whole person suddenly looked a little dignified.
The dark ring scar on the top of his head became smaller, but did not disappear 763.
As the little half of the monster's body turned golden, it twisted violently and began to attack the other part!
The long body was twisted, and the people who pretended to be legs and the expressionless head were boiling.
They scratched and tore with all their might, and they were able to grab a large piece of flesh with ease.
The master of the monster shuddered with a headache, but it seemed impossible to stop this.
As the chanting became deafening, the darkness before him had been completely dispelled.
Chen Xuan frowned and looked at the ghost in front of him whose momentum was suddenly rising and suddenly began to decline, and without hesitation, he directly summoned the ghost dolls and the dolls!
This is his prey, and he also wants to find out why the monster's body has undergone such changes!
Liu Yifan doesn't know when he has left Chen Xuan's ghost realm, but he doesn't appear abnormal now.
Chen Xuan brought his own ghosts and rushed towards the centipede-like creature.
It is difficult to attack to break the defense, like a thick layer of cowhide.
And the moment Chen Xuan's attack landed on the ghost, Chen Xuan could feel an inexplicable aeeee weakness.
Moreover, some black substances crawled out of the monster's body and drilled directly into his body.
"You kill too much! Come with me to save those killed by you!"
The main head suddenly turned around and let out a roar like a beast.
Afterwards, most of the hands and feet gave up the other half of their body and started frantically grabbing Chen Xuan.
More black stuff crawls out, seems to want to overtake Chen Xuan!
Chen Xuan's expression turned cold.
He never had faith!
Not to mention atonement for the dead!
He only believes in himself!
The scarecrow and the ghost doll have actually been suppressed at this moment, and their strength is almost A rank.
And the aura of this centipede-like ghost in front of him is S-rank even if it falls!
If it weren't for the constant harassment of the rest of his body, Chen Xuan wouldn't be so relaxed.
Chen Xuan looked at the scarecrow who was struggling, and sighed. He didn't try to merge with these ghosts when he summoned this guy from the beginning.
This is very different from others.
Now, it's time to try.
The scarecrow suddenly turned to look at Chen Xuan, and then walked over to him step by step!
Then, it crashed directly into his body.
In an instant, Chen Xuan's body temperature turned completely cold, as if he were a real dead person.
The longevity lamp is on and off for a while, and it seems that some people do not understand whether the current state is an attack or not an attack?
The scarecrow disappeared, and Chen Xuan's body began to grow a few straws, and the corners of his mouth began to crack, revealing a smile similar to that of a scarecrow.
He held the Death Scythe on the side with his other hand, and finally rushed forward.
The common ghost riders are using their bodies to provide for ghosts, so before he killed a few ghost riders, there was an obvious inhuman state in their bodies.
But now at Chen Xuan, he has become a scarecrow to support him!
The triple ghost realm opened together, and the brain that had never rested was beating suddenly, as if it would explode at any time.
But Chen Xuan didn't take a step back!
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The sickle cut through the air and made a whimper, followed by a puff sound, and the ten-meter-high ghost broke in an instant.
The broken limbs can be seen in the broken gap, and then the upper body that was cut off began to tremble and the hind legs wanted to connect with the back body!
And the back half of the body that lost the strength of the struggle changed color in an instant, turning into a golden appearance.
The two heads grew out of the two fractures again, and the picture was comparable to a horror movie.
"Longevity! Longevity!"
The upper body was replaced by the head of a little monk, who was full of mad eyes and vicious eyes.
Chen Xuan glanced at the sympathetic head in his lower body and ignored it.
Holding the scythe, he felt that a strong killing intent was about to devour his entire being!
The death scythe was so strong, no wonder it was bound to the scarecrow and could not be divided.
After all, ordinary people can't use this sickle at all!
In addition to some extreme murderous intentions, Chen Xuan's mind still has some excitement, this feeling is very strange.
The ghost who suffered a loss has been dodging, and did not want to confront the death scythe head-on.
But after the remaining half of the body came up again, the upper half of the body only had some slight strength to struggle.
A dark shadow emerged from the monster's own body and began to wrap it!
Ghost was the only one who wasn't attacked just now, probably because it was dark.
Until this dark body was completely torn apart, every face on this body was shouting for longevity.
Ignoring the memory of the ghost, Chen Xuan maintained a special state, holding the death scythe and turning his head to look at the remaining half of his body.
That golden body.
At the top of the body was an old head that looked to be in his sixties.
The complexion on the face of the human head flashed with expressions of compassion, pity, and regret, and then gradually returned to calm.
"Amitabha."
The chanting stopped.
Chen Xuan looked at this tattered body, which was also three meters long, and did not put down the sickle, nor did he lift the fusion state.
Even at this moment, he can clearly feel that his body can't bear it anymore.
"what are you?"
Chen Xuan asked.
Liu Yifan watched silently from behind, not daring to make a sound. .