After the ghost energy and the power of the nightmare collided, a huge black vortex was formed. Within the barrier, whether it was a hibernating animal or a plant covered in snow, it was sucked dry in an instant and turned into a dead thing. Dead objects regenerate dead energy, which is transformed into ghost energy and absorbed by the ghost king.
"It's so strong." Gui Gongzi couldn't help but exclaimed, but at this moment, he had already seen the souls of thousands of animals rising up in the barrier, swept up in the vortex, and disappeared.
Wu Miaomiao didn't look at the floating souls, her eyes kept falling on Ji Lang in the center of the vortex.
In the center of the vortex, the power of nightmares and the ghost qi of the ghost king confronted each other head-on, but Ji Lang did not really wake up, so his power was like a river facing the sea in front of the powerful ghost qi, and it was about to be swallowed up at any time.
The ghost king also thought that he wanted to use his own power to suppress the power of nightmare several times, but the small power of nightmare persisted tenaciously, and even began to devour the power that belonged to him.
Can't let him swallow it any longer.
The ghost king made up his mind almost immediately. His ghost energy can devour vitality and is the nemesis of all living creatures, but the power of nightmares is the nemesis of all negative energies. The energy of the world comes from the power of heaven and earth, and they are transformed into spiritual energy, ghost energy, resentment, hostility and so on. But every kind of energy has the style of grade, for example, ordinary ghosts, the energy is not as good as the ghost, the ghost is not as good as the ghost general, the ghost general is not as good as the ghost king.
At the moment when he was promoted to Ghost King, he felt that his ability had reached the peak. There was no power to check and balance him in this world, and even the underworld would be afraid of him for three points. But at this moment, he realized that the level of the power of nightmares , turned out to be above him.
If Ji Lang is given enough time, he can even turn all the ghost energy that spilled out of him into the power of nightmares.
The golden light in the eyes of the ghost king flickered, and thousands of black spears condensed by ghost energy floated behind him, pointing straight at Ji Lang not far away.
When Ji Lang saw the spear, he frowned, but he didn't even blink.
With a wave of the ghost king's long arm, thousands of spears flew out and stabbed in the past.
Wu Miaomiao was shocked and discolored, her nervous breathing stopped, and she watched the thousands of spears pierce Ji Lang's body and pass through her chest.
Ji Lang snorted and took a staggered step back.
"Xiang Gong." Wu Miaomiao exclaimed in surprise.
"He's fine, you can see that the number of spears has decreased a lot." Gui Gongzi reminded.
Wu Miaomiao turned her head to look, and soon discovered an abnormality. After penetrating Ji Lang's body, the spears transformed from ghost gas actually lost a large part, as if they were absorbed by Ji Lang's body.
"It's really possible." Wu Miaomiao's eyes burst into hope, "The level of nightmare power is stronger than that of the ghost king."
Nightmare power can swallow all negative energy, but this swallowing is based on level suppression. Nightmare is a devil, and his existence is stronger than ordinary evil ghosts, so Ji Lang can swallow ghosts, even ghost generals, Wu Miaomiao is not surprised. But the ghost king and the nightmare are both world-destroying existences, and there is no precedent for the two in history, so she is not sure whether Ji Lang can swallow the ghost king's ghost.
Before coming, she and Ji Lang had already discussed that if Ji Lang couldn't swallow the ghost king's ghost, then this battle would definitely not be won. At this time, Wu Miaomiao would find an opportunity to let the young master Gui take the doll to leave. . If the power of nightmares can devour the ghost king's ghost, then the ghost king's seal must be grabbed.
"Doll." Wu Miaomiao pulled the doll from her arms, "Doll, open your eyes."
"Ah." The doll shook his head, afraid to open his eyes.
"Baby, I know you are afraid, but if you don't help, both parents will die." Wu Miaomiao said.
The doll's fear of the ghost king is similar to the instinct of an animal. It instinctively perceives the power of the ghost king, so there is no hint of resistance in its heart. But Wu Miaomiao firmly believes that the doll at this time has more advanced human emotions than the instinct of animals, and it will become stronger than she imagined because it wants to protect important people.
The trembling body of the doll froze, and the big closed eyes slowly opened, filled with fear. It's really scared, very scared.
"Baby, we are going to open a contract formation for the sake of my husband." Wu Miaomiao said softly.
"Father," the doll said.
"Well, for the sake of my father, shall we fight the bad guys with him?" Wu Miaomiao pointed to the ghost king in the center of the vortex outside the barrier, "Kick the bad guys away."
"I'm afraid." The doll only glanced at the ghost king, and then the body trembled again, and the magic power of the sound could not be mobilized at all.
"Isn't the doll your magic weapon? Can't you force the formation?" Gui Gongzi asked.
"No?" Wu Miaomiao shook her head, "To snatch the ghost king's seal, the contract formation requires a lot of energy. If there is no active cooperation from the doll, the contract formation will likely collapse because it cannot bear the power of the ghost king."
"Doll, don't be afraid, we will protect you." Wu Miaomiao continued to encourage the doll, but the doll still couldn't overcome her fear and closed her eyes tightly.
At this time, the situation on the field began to change again, and the ghost king immediately realized the problem after an attack. The energy attack is ineffective for Ji Lang, not only that, it may even accelerate the growth of Ji Lang's power.
The ghost king immediately changed his tactics, the ghost gas turned into thousands of strands, rolled up the rocks on the ground, and threw them at Ji Lang. In an instant, countless gravel fell from the sky, leaving people nowhere to hide.
Ji Lang held his breath, opened his hands, and the power of nightmare turned into a pair of giant palms to block the top of his head, swinging the falling boulder away. But in terms of strength, Ji Lang is far from being the opponent of the ghost king. The palm of his nightmare power is slowly shattered under constant blows. Fortunately, in order to condense the ghost marks during this period, Ji Lang has completely over-controlled the power of nightmares. When the palms are collapsed, they can re-condense a pair of palms to block them.
But every time it collapses, the distance between the palm of the hand and the top of Ji Lang's head is one point closer. If this goes on, two or three more times, Ji Lang will not be able to keep up with the speed at which he gathers the palm.
"Doll." Wu Miaomiao was in a hurry. Only by opening the contract formation could she use her power to help Ji Lang.
Gui Gongzi also looked at the doll eagerly, but the doll's body was still trembling, unable to move.
Wu Miaomiao gritted her teeth, and suddenly extended her hand beyond the barrier. Under the horrified eyes of Young Master Gui, half of Wu Miaomiao's palm was cut by the sharp ghost energy, and the flesh and blood flew.
"Boss lady." Gui Gongzi rushed over and pulled Wu Miaomiao's hand back.
The doll swiped, opened her eyes, and turned her head to stare at Wu Miaomiao's wound.
Injured, the mother was injured.
When Wu Miaomiao saw the doll's eyes open, her heart skipped a beat, and she wanted to stretch out her hand again.
"What are you doing?" Young Master Gui held down Wu Miaomiao firmly, "If you stretch it out again, your hand will be useless."
"But only by doing this can the doll cheer up." Wu Miaomiao said in a hurry, "Xiang Gong is about to be unable to hold on."
The huge palm above Ji Lang's head collapsed again, and when he gathered his palm again, the falling boulder was only fifty centimeters away from the top of his head.
Gui Gongzi naturally sees the situation clearly, if Ji Lang can buy enough time and let him swallow enough nightmare power, he can slowly suppress the ghost king. But the ghost king obviously discovered this and didn't want to give him this time.
Time must be bought, what can be done to buy time
Gui Gongzi reached into his arms and took out something, it was a blood-red long arrow wrapped in black cloth.
"Soul Sealing Arrow." Wu Miaomiao recognized the arrow.
"Although the Soul Sealing Arrow can't seal the ghost king's soul, it can seal part of the ghost king's power." Ghost Master said, "If you can hit the ghost king, you can buy time for Mr. Ji."
"Give it to me." Wu Miaomiao stretched out her hand to get the arrow, but her hand passed directly through the Soul Sealing Arrow and could not be touched.
"A living person cannot touch this arrow. It must be touched with a soul body and special props." Gui Gongzi himself is a ghost, and his current body is one of the special props of the underworld.
"Then quickly shoot out the Soul Sealing Arrow." Wu Miaomiao said urgently.
"No, the atmosphere outside is too chaotic. Once the Soul Sealing Arrow goes out, it will be disturbed by ghost energy, and it won't hit at all. Moreover, even if there is no ghost energy, the Ghost King's alertness can still evade the attack, unless it can be unexpectedly attacked. "The ghost boy said.
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" In this state, they can't even get out of the world, how can they sneak attack.
At this moment, a figure stumbled into the edge of the vortex. This person was Huo Mingzhi who had just broken his three views and came on foot. He was sheltered by the power of the formation, and he was not harmed by ghosts along the way, but he was also embarrassed by the hurricane brought by the vortex. At this time, he finally found Ji Lang, but saw him standing in the center of the vortex. Human strength lifted a rock the size of a car, and threw it away.
"Ji Lang?!" Huo Mingzhi murmured, his voice was not loud, no one could hear him except himself in the turbulent barrier, but his golden-red light of righteousness, in the darkness It is as bright as a lighthouse.
Righteousness naturally restrains evil spirits and ghosts. The ghost king hates the golden-red light that tortures him. Almost at the moment when Huo Mingzhi appeared, a ray of ghostly aura emerged, and he smashed it with a boulder that had just been thrown by Ji Lang.
Ji Lang has been living next to the police station, in order to use the positive pressure of the police station to suppress the power of nightmares, so he himself is very sensitive to the righteousness. When Huo Mingzhi appeared, he almost discovered him with the ghost king. Although I don't know how Huo Ming knew how to get here, but at the same time as the ghost king threw out the boulder, Ji Lang also swept a ray of nightmare power towards the boulder.
"Boom" sound.
The boulder was almost against Huo Mingzhi's body and fell one meter behind him.
As a battle-hardened police officer, even though the sight in front of him was incomprehensible to him, the police's years of literacy allowed him to judge the situation at the first time, and he had to find a place to hide. Just as he looked around, trying to find a place to hide, a shout suddenly sounded.
"Team Huo, this way."
Huo Mingzhi followed the prestige, and immediately found Wu Miaomiao squatting behind a big tree on the hillside. Wu Miaomiao had an original golden mask around her body. Before he could think about it, Huo Ming knew that he ran in the direction of Wu Miaomiao, but after a while, he ran into the golden mask.
As soon as it entered the mask, the raging wind dissipated.
"Are you actually injured at all?" After Team Huo entered the barrier, Young Master Gui approached and looked at it.
Team Huo ignored him, but hurriedly asked Wu Miaomiao: "Wu Miaomiao, what the hell is going on? What is Ji Lang doing?"
Wu Miaomiao was about to answer, but Young Master Gui flashed his body and left his body. Because his original body had no soul support, he slowly fell backwards. Huo Ming knew that because he was close, he subconsciously reached out to pick him up. After he caught the person steadily, he realized it later. Not right.
Just now, it seemed, as if, an identical figure floated out of this body.
Huo Mingzhi looked at Young Master Gui in shock.
Gui Gongzi was holding a hook-shaped ghost weapon, and looked at him with a smile: "Introduce myself, I'm a ghost messenger from the underworld, and this is the soul hook in my hand."
"..." Ghostly bad? Underworld counterparts
"Want to experience the out-of-body experience?" After speaking, Huo Mingzhi didn't wait for a reaction, and he threw the hook out.
Huo Mingzhi only felt that his body was light, and his whole body floated up.