"Wisdom ...... Uncle Zhiqing, why is your head gone? ”

Ziwu looked at the headless male corpse behind Du Chen in horror, but a scar on his left hand still made Ziwu recognize the headless male corpse as Zhiqing.

Ooh.

Hearing Ziwu's words, Du Chen didn't have time to turn back at all, he pulled out the Victory Evil Sword and subconsciously returned to a gear, and Peng Bo, who was in the back of the whole person, was immediately knocked away by a huge force.

Laugh at.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Du Chen's mouth, and at this time Du Chen saw clearly that behind him was a corpse of a monk without a head, and the skin of his whole body had rotted like the previous ghost, and his whole body was as tough as steel.

Moreover, with Du Chen's brief contact with this powerful ghost just now, the strength of this monk powerful ghost in front of him is obviously above the powerful ghost that Xue Xue and the others have become.

"Uncle Zhiqing."

Ziwu, who was originally flustered because the host died, was even more stunned after seeing Zhiqing actually become a headless ghost.

"Hurry up, he's already a ghost." Seeing the headless ghost rushing towards Ziwu, Du Chen hurriedly got up from the ground and shouted at Ziwu.

But Ziwu is really close to the headless ghost, no matter how eager Du Chen is, it is useless. A strong wind sounded, and the right hand of the headless ghost that Zhiqing had turned into was like a sharp blade, stabbing directly into Ziwu's chest.

Laugh at!

With this thorn of Zhiqing, the black blood dyed Ziwu transparently.

The ghostly lower body of the green girl half-knelt in front of Ziwu, and used her body to block Zhiqing's blow. Although Zhiqing's palm penetrated Qingnu's body, Qingnu's hands also grabbed Zhiqing's arm tightly, making Zhiqing unable to move forward any further.

"Green ...... Green girl. Yes...... Ahh!!h ”

Looking at the young girl who was penetrated in front of her, Ziwu finally couldn't help shouting anymore.

The host died, Uncle Zhiqing became a headless ghost, and the young girl was killed by Uncle Zhiqing in order to save herself. The successive emergencies made Ziwu, who was only four years old, shout frantically.

"Let's go!"

The black liquid kept flowing out of the young girl's mouth, and she shouted loudly to Ziwu behind her.

But Ziwu didn't hear it, but stretched out his hands and walked towards the young girl's pierced back. The black blood on it kept dripping, but it made Ziwu feel painful.

Laugh at.

Li Ghost saw that his right hand was grabbed tightly, and the remaining left hand brought up a strong wind, directly cutting off the green girl's left arm like a big knife.

"Ah......h

A violent scream came out of the young girl's mouth, but when she saw Ziwu walking towards her, the young girl immediately shouted at Du Chen: "Please, take him away, take him away!" ”

Laugh at.

Again, the headless ghost didn't give the young girl time to stop at all, and once again fiercely slashed, cutting off the green girl's right arm directly.

At this time, the young girl's arms were cut off, and there was no longer any obstacle, and the headless ghost waved his right arm, and directly threw the green girl who penetrated his arm, and fell heavily to the ground, the black liquid continued to flow out of the green girl's body, and the green girl who fell into the black blood spasmed all over her body.

"Let's go, let's go...... Ah......h

Looking at the headless ghost raising her right arm again, the pupils of the young girl who had gradually dimmed and were godless, kept repeating in her mouth.

Call!

The wind of death sounded again, and the arm of the headless ghost stabbed fiercely towards Ziwu. But Ziwu didn't seem to feel anything, just looked at everything in front of him, and the whole person was stunned, standing motionless.

There was a bang.

Although Ziwu didn't move, Du Chen had already stood up from the ground, and seeing that he didn't have time to come, he directly took out the M500 and shot it at the right arm of the headless ghost. Although there were only 4 rounds left, it was originally intended to be used last, but now there is no other way.

Du Chen blasted out with a shot, and Du Chen, who was replaced with a B-level magic weapon, although this .50 bullet not only left a bullet hole on the arm of the ghost, but also the huge impact force deflected the arm of the ghost and passed by Zijue.

"Let's go."

Grabbing Ziwu's small body, Du Chen quickly rushed towards the main hall of the Great Compassion Temple.

The young girl who was dying watched Ziwu being carried away by Du Chen, her eyes could no longer support it, and she closed it heavily, losing her life in the pool of black liquid blood.

Du Chen carried Peng Bo and held Ziwu on his back, although he was moving at full speed, but his speed had dropped a lot compared to a person's speed. But fortunately, the ghost behind him may be because of his headlessness, his speed is slow, and he can't catch up with Du Chen for a while.

"Where is the hall that presides over the death?" Du Chen asked Ziwu who he was holding.

But Ziwu is now blind, and the whole person is in a huge confusion, and everything that happened just now is beyond his imagination.

And the young girl is the ghost of Ziwu, and the two sides are heart-to-heart. The death of the young girl had a huge impact on Ziwu's already fragile nerves, which was completely beyond the scope of Ziwu, who was hit one after another tonight. At this time, no matter how much Du Chen asked, he couldn't get a response.

"Boss, let me down, I'm a burden now, and I'll drag you to death."

Peng Bo on the back, seeing that Du Chen had no spare hands, in case the ghosts behind him caught up at this time, or if there were other ghosts sneak attacking, Du Chen would not be able to fight back.

"You give me a good stomach."

Du Chen snorted coldly and began to observe the Great Compassion Temple under the dark night.

The entire temple was now pitch black, and I could only rely on the moonlight overhead to look at one of the silhouettes in the Great Mercy Temple. Although Du Chen also observed along the way, to see if there was a figure of Helian Cheng and his party. But unfortunately, not only did he not run into it, but he almost attracted the ghost monk in the other corner.

"It seems that they have all become ghosts, I hope they don't meet them."

These monks have become powerful ghosts, or they were originally powerful ghosts, and now after revealing their true nature, their combat effectiveness is very terrifying. Even if Du Chen had a B-level magic weapon, in a one-on-one situation, he didn't dare to say that he would definitely win.

"The main hall, the main hall."

Du Chen had already arrived in front of the main hall of the Great Compassion Temple, but there were three main halls in front of him, and the figure of the headless ghost behind him was getting closer and closer, Du Chen didn't have time to check which hall it was one by one.

"Right."

Just as Du Chen was about to observe, Ziwu in his arms suddenly opened his mouth.

"How are you?"

Du Chen no longer hesitated, and immediately rushed to the main hall on the right. Du Chen is now a smear of the situation here, and it would naturally be better if Ziwu came to his senses.

Sobbing.

Ziwu didn't answer Du Chen's question, but the crying that he had been holding back finally broke out completely at this time.

"Hey."

Looking at Ziwu, whose tears were rolling down, Du Chen sighed. Watching a few close people around him die overnight, not to mention that Ziwu is only 4 years old, I am afraid that even some adults will collapse.

Du Chen, there is no way to force Ziwu anymore.

At this time, the inside of the hall on the right was also pitch black, but when Du Chen rushed in, the door of the hall was immediately closed, and a bareheaded monk walked out behind Du Chen, and a candle in his hand was also lit.

Du Chen has always been very vigilant now, and he thought that he might be in trouble before entering the main hall, but if he didn't come in, he would face the pursuit of one powerful ghost monk after another. So after rushing in, he immediately put down Peng Bo and Ziwu, and took out the Sword of Victory and Evil in his hand.

"Master Zhijing?"

But after seeing the person holding the candle clearly, Du Chen was a little surprised, but a little unexpected.

Before Ziwu said that Zhijing was also in the main hall, so Du Chen was not too surprised. But when the monks in the temple became ghosts one after another, Zhijing did not become a ghost. It was still the same as before, without the slightest change, and beside him lay the white tiger ghost.

"Amitabha." After seeing Du Chen's three people, Zhijing immediately announced a Buddha name, "The donor must not approach the Zhikong host behind him, although he has passed away, but the donor should already know that the host has been possessed by the ghost king as early as nine years ago." Now that he has passed away, and the juniors and disciples of the Temple of Mercy have become powerful ghosts, it is just a precursor to the birth of the ghost king. ”

Du Chen really suspected that Zhikong was the ghost king, and at this time, he turned his head and found that the host Zhikong was sitting motionless on a futon, and he was lifeless. And around him, there are things left over from previous practices.

"So, you always knew that the Zhikong host was the ghost king?" Du Chen did not relax his vigilance, Zhijing did not become a vicious ghost, but also said that he knew that the host was the ghost king, which had to make Du Chen vigilant.

"Don't hide it from the donor, I died in that disaster nine years ago." Zhijing didn't care about Ziwu's puzzled eyes, but continued, "I was killed by my senior brother in charge." All the monks of the Zhizi generation in this temple, except for the presiding senior brother, all of them died nine years ago. ”

Ziwu sat on the ground and looked at Zhijing in surprise.

"He killed you, how can you still be alive?" Du Chen asked.

"Ghosts." Zhijing replied succinctly, "Exists in the form of a ghost." ”

And so it was.

Du Chen had already guessed that these people were all dead, but hearing Zhijing's answer, it made Du Chen wonder: "Since you know that it was you who presided over the killing, don't you hate him?" And I think the strength of Zhikong is not as good as before, so there's no reason why you can't beat it. ”

"For nine years, I have not existed in my consciousness. Before I died, I sealed the last bit of consciousness in this body. My consciousness at the moment is my true consciousness, and I can survive in the world for less than an hour. So before this body was about to turn into a ghost, I released my consciousness, and I was able to control my body for the next hour. But an hour later, he will become a murderous ghost like those junior brothers. ”

"So what you have to do now is to kill the ghost king's unborn Zhikong host within an hour?" Du Chen asked rhetorically.

"Not bad. Although I want to kill him, I don't kill him out of hatred, but for the sake of the entire people and ghosts of Changsitai. Zhijing walked towards Zhikong, who had passed away, step by step, and Zhikong, who had passed away, sat there motionless.

Watching Zhijing walk step by step, just when Zhijing walked in front of Zhikong, Du Chen's eyebrows jumped: "No, the host is not a ghost king." ”.

Thanks: 'tzp, the magic moon mixed world, still sister paper, three book friends for the reward

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