"Damn it!" Looking at the dark hole in the wall with a funny hatred, he put his arm into the hole, only to find it empty.

"Captain Funny, don't waste any more effort, the Chaos Insurgency is more powerful than you think. You can't keep what it wants. Seeing that the funny was not controlled by Gaia's mental attack, the ghost painting was suddenly a little surprised. At this moment, the vertical eye in the palm of his right hand had been closed, and it was obvious that the kind of spiritual pollution attack he had just launched also had to pay a certain price, not just to use it if he wanted to.

"It seems that it was that man's gift that saved you." The ghost painting said and waved his crimson right arm, and then walked slowly towards Funny, "But don't forget, you're not the only one who has received that person's gift!" ”

"Ghost painting!" Funny eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and the stand-in in front of him immediately rushed towards the ghost painting.

"Ora Ora Ora Ora ......" layers of fist shadows shrouded the ghost painting, and the ghost painting retreated, but it was still hit by some of the fist shadows.

"Funny experience!"

A strange feeling continued to penetrate into the body along the part that was hit, and the corners of the mouth on both sides of the ghost painting suddenly grinned upwards unnaturally.

The effect of the "funny experience" is that the behavior of the person becomes "illogical" for a short period of time, and once this anomalous characteristic attack is hit, it is difficult not to be affected.

Invaded by the anomalous properties, the ghost painting's eyes suddenly showed a strong look of struggle, and the bright red right arm grabbed his left hand that was desperately trying to raise the scissor hand.

Seeing that the ghost painting was affected by his own attack, it was naturally impossible for Funny to miss this great opportunity. The stand-in, who was already in pursuit, suddenly stepped forward, and a pair of iron fists seemed to blast out a wall made of fist shadows, directly pressing towards the ghost painting!

"Funny, don't think that just an anomaly can beat me. As I said, you're not the only one who has received that person's gift! "Who knows, in the face of comical attacks, ghost paintings do not dodge or dodge. With his roar, layers of red clouds immediately rose from his body, turning into a crimson demon figure.

In the next moment, the demon's fists went directly towards the iron wall built by the fist shadow!

"EulerOlaOlaOlaOla......"

"Wood Big Wood Big Wood Big Wood Big Wood Big ......"

The wind is howling and the air is surging! The fists of the funny stand-in slammed wildly with the ghost figure. Under the fierce collision of the fist wind, it was as if high-explosive grenades had burst into the flat ground, shaking the whole room trembling.

At the same time, the ghost painting finally broke free from the influence of the "funny experience", and saw the skin on his red right arm suddenly grinning, and the bundles of muscles that make up the arm squirmed like countless small snakes.

In the next moment, the ghost painting's arm seemed to turn into a long whip woven from countless flesh and blood fibers, and swept directly towards the funny in a flash!

The funny pupils contracted suddenly, and the two whip shadows formed by the light between the hands quickly returned to defense.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the funny body was directly swept away by the huge force carried by the flesh whip, and then it was entangled in the air and rolled towards the ghost painting.

"Captain Funny, as long as you absorb the power that belongs to 'that person' within you, I have a chance to transform into an 'apostle' of the Chaos Insurgency in one fell swoop. At that time, the success rate of Gaia's will with the help of my body will also increase by several percentage points! So, I'm sorry......" A hint of hesitation flashed across the ghost painting's face, but his eyes finally became indifferent. I saw that the muscle fibers that made up the "long whip" drilled into the funny body like a snake, and they actually wanted to suck the funny flesh...... In other words, suck the power that Chu Cheng left in his comical body!

The stand-in was entangled by the crimson ghost, and the funny almost instantly fell into a desperate situation. The right arm of the ghost painting was transformed by the Rc cells in Chu Cheng's body, and the flesh and blood whip derived from it was as indestructible as a steel noose. It is naturally impossible to break free with the funny flesh and blood alone.

Feeling the continuous loss of blood in his body, he should have been desperately funny, but suddenly showed a desperate look, and at this moment he was close to the ghost painting!

"Xena, it's now!" With a funny roar in his heart, a bright light suddenly bloomed between him and the ghost painting! This light was dazzling, and at the core of the light was a drop of pale golden blood the size of a dragon's eye, which was as clear as a jewel!

Is that...... Chu Cheng's blood!

I saw that the crystal blood droplets quickly split from the center, differentiating into a large number of pale golden cube crystals. These tiny cube crystals quickly merged and changed with each other, eventually turning into a giant sword made of a large number of pale gold gears and machinery!

Sword of Damocles!

In the next second, the giant sword suddenly disappeared in place, turning into a pitch-black trajectory line, and slashed towards the ghost painting at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye!

"Sting!" A hideous scar that was deep enough to see the bones instantly penetrated the body of the ghost painting, and even most of the flesh and blood whip with the right hand of the ghost painting was directly cut off. A large amount of blood spurted out from the ghost painting's mouth and nose, shook off the funny, and staggered backwards.

"The mask is still in his hand, and he must not be allowed to escape!" Seeing the ghost painting retreat to the exit of the room, Funny immediately made a chase after him. However, he was fast, but the pale golden giant sword was even faster, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pitch-black trajectory again, slashing straight at the hideous wound on the ghost painting's body, and he actually wanted to use the previous wound to cut the ghost painting in two!

At this moment, the roof of the room suddenly collapsed facing down, and a large amount of terrifying brain tissue and flesh surged down from the top of the head like a waterfall, directly cutting the room off from the center.

Seeing this, he immediately moved, and the stand-in blasted at the piece of brain tissue. At the same time, the golden giant sword slashed, and the wall of flesh as thick as a wall suddenly cracked through it.

"Funny." Along with the tearing of the flesh wall, the sound of ghost painting also sounded from behind the flesh wall. To his comical surprise, he didn't run away.

"The power that Lord Chu Cheng left in your body is too little, and the two attacks just now are almost exhausted, and you must regather your strength before you can attack again." Xuena's warning voice sounded in his head, and his funny pupils suddenly contracted, and he saw that the block containing the mask was now being held in the hand of the ghost painting.

In the next moment, the ghost painting directly smashed the square and grabbed the mask in his hand.

"Whoa!" The corrosive liquid secreted from the mask immediately began to corrode the Oni's arm, but the Oni Painting seemed to be unconscious.

"Captain Funny, you know what? From this twist and turn in life, I learned one thing. The ghost painting caressed the hideous wound that crossed his body, and said slowly, "If you want to accomplish your great ambition with the power of mortals, it is just a fool's dream of the weak after all. Something...... You have to surpass the power of human beings to do it! ”

"Ghost painting, what do you want to do?" Hearing the funny words, a bad premonition suddenly arose in my heart.

"Human beings have limits, funny!" The ghost painting said, suddenly turning the mask in his hand ...... Hit his face hard.

"I'm not a man!"