However, Fang Zheng, who was carrying the human skin scripture of the strange treasure, still found the unusual number of this illusion in front of him.

Killing ghosts can actually harvest soul energy normally.

He couldn't help but have a conjecture in his mind.

Could this illusion in front of you be an illusion created by a group of ghosts, and a group of ghosts are covering their eyes?

However, Fang Zheng's mood at the moment was very relaxed.

Standing still, he looked up at the building in front of him, and he wished that there were as many ghosts as possible.

These ghosts are useless to other cultivators, and killing them is a waste of physical energy.

But to the other side, it's all a resource for cultivation.

He is now in the period of resource accumulation from the night tour envoy to the day tour envoy, and it took him four or five months to step from the Shenzang to the night tour envoy, and it can be imagined whether he wants to step from the night tour envoy to the day tour envoy.

Maybe even the people behind the scenes couldn't have imagined that Fang Zheng was taking the path of martial arts, blood and qi, and he was born to be the nemesis of these yin ghosts.

The strength is strong enough for him.

Ordinary ghosts no longer pose a threat to him at all.

He didn't need to do anything, those ghosts were like the snow in March on the blazing stove, and they collapsed on their own, and their souls were scattered.

Fang Zheng glanced up at the shopping complex, then walked around the ruins that had fallen on the road and re-entered the building.

Bang, click......

The building was burned to ruins, and the elevator was naturally unusable, and Fang Zheng walked alone in the dark, quiet aisle, he explored the floor by floor.

In the empty, invisible aisle, only his footsteps were pacing slowly.

Soon, he arrived at the level he had explored earlier.

And keep exploring.

Bang, click......

In the empty aisle, there is still only the footsteps of Fang Zheng... Click!

Just when Fang Zheng's footsteps fell, in the dark and quiet empty corridor in front and back, the sound of two footsteps landing on the ground sounded at the same time.

Click!

Fang Zheng took another step, and this time behind him, two footsteps still sounded at the same time.

Fang Zheng seemed to have never heard of it, the elongated figure under the helmet was still moving forward, and the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer.

Burst!

A paper man just wanted to put the soles of his feet under the square heels, and wanted to pad the square heels, and the ghost had a square body... As a result, the next moment, as if a stove was pasted, green smoke rose from the soles of his feet.

Yes!!

The paper man let out a scream of pain, and his entire figure twisted, then turned into a black shadow, trying to sink into the ground and escape... But at this moment, the true qi vortex!

The black shadow did not retreat, but advanced, and actually flew towards the square side faster.

Burst!

Disheveled!!

In the next second, he was blown apart by Fang Zheng's punch and exploded like a fragment of clothes and disappeared.

Normal Soul +1.

The more Fang Zheng went up, the more ghosts he encountered, and the upside-down ghosts... Mirror Spirit... Kuman Thong... These are just the appearance of ghosts that he once encountered in the illusion.

When Fang Zheng had just slashed fifty wisps of soul energy, huh?

He was slightly startled, and finally made a new discovery in the building.

Corpse!

Charred corpses!

Burnt overturned garbage cans, glass doors that burst in high temperatures, blackened walls, black sewage mixed with water and coke on the floor, and collapsed ceilings... They all tell that this man died in a fire.

But the strange thing is that this man's death is very strange.

There was an expression on his face.

Although the person had been burned to the ground, the hair and clothing fibers and skin had melted together, the water in the body had been burned dry, the muscles at the corners of the mouth had shrunk, and the two rows of teeth blackened by the fire had been exposed, and the death was terrifying, but it could still be seen that the deceased's expression was very calm before his death, because the deceased's body actually showed no obvious signs of struggle.

It's like lying directly on the ground, willingly being burned to death by fire.

To say that he inhaled a large amount of carbon dioxide and was suffocated by the smoke and fell unconscious, but it was not so that his body did not even have the slightest trace of struggle.

At the very least, the person will appear to fall to the ground in pain.

Next, with a careful search, Fang Zheng found more and more strange places in this shopping building......

Although the bodies of the victims in the building have been cleaned up, a few charred bodies will be found from time to time in some of the collapsed ruins, which is why those rescuers are still searching here late at night.

Fang Zheng found that half of these charred corpses had traces of pain and struggle before they died, and the other half were calm before they died, without resistance or struggle.

And these people who did not struggle have the same characteristic, that is, they are all crushed under the ceiling that collapsed from the top of their heads.

As more and more charred corpses were found, a conjecture gradually emerged in Fang Zheng's heart......

"These people who are calm in death should be dead before they die?"

"And then someone hid in the building?"

"By means of a fire, disguise these hidden corpses as fire victims who were burned to death?"

In fact, the way to test this conjecture is very simple.

Whoop!

When Fang Zhengchang dissected the corpse, he saw that the internal organs of the two corpses were obviously different.

"Sure enough... Hiding a corpse?"

It's hiding corpses again... Another convoy of military vehicles was attacked... If these two things were not implicated, Fang Zheng didn't believe it.

Evil Baby... Corpses in the walls... Toilet grimace...... As Fang Zheng found more and more corpses, the number of ghost attacks on him began to become more and more frequent.

The ghosts that appeared in the illusion were all the ghosts he had encountered in the past.

An hour or two later, Fang Zheng explored the top floor of the shopping complex, but he found nothing but charred corpses.

But soon, Fang Zheng discovered something, he hadn't encountered a new ghost for more than ten minutes.

Fang Zheng even had an illusion at one point, this is a ghost here, and he has cleared it up?

So, Fang Zheng tried to get out of this street again, but found that he still couldn't get out of here, as if he had fallen into an infinite space without boundaries, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

He's still hitting the wall!

It's not that the ghosts here were cleared by him, so they didn't appear, but that he killed the ghosts too fiercely, and the big ghost finally noticed the abnormality on his side.

Fangzheng, southeast, northwest, heaven and earth explored all directions, and found that he couldn't get out no matter what, he was always trapped in the illusion of ghosts hitting the wall.

Fang Zheng couldn't help frowning.

After trying for several hours and finding that it was useless, Fang Zheng finally stopped and stopped this useless work.

The muscles at the corners of his eyebrows twitched.

I'm trying to crack this ghost wall.

Then, I saw Fang Zheng take out the fortune incense he was carrying: "Brother Xiang, Brother Xiang... Looks like I'm going to take advantage of your fortune... Next, whether I can get out of this ghost and hit the wall depends on you again, Brother Xiang. ”

Before using fortune incense, Fang Zheng first said all the good things.

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