Chapter 243: Ghost Tide

The ghosts who are completely different from the human legion, layer upon layer, the ghosts that overlap with each other coincide like phantoms, crazy superposition, wanton squeezing, it is impossible to see which is that, the ghost army formed by the overlapping of countless ghosts is like an impermeable wall, more like the tide of the Qiantang River!

This is the tide of countless ghosts!

A tide that can flood any city on earth!

A tide that can only be imagined in the most terrifying nightmares!

Thousands of ghosts roared and screamed, surging tide!

Ghost Tide! A real ghost boom!

And in this terrifying ghost tide, a man like fire, like a warship surrounded by flames, rode the crimson wind, cleaved the tide of ghosts, and strode forward in the thick darkness!

This is a war, a war against all enemies! A war between a man and a thousand ghosts!

The blue and white plate with a crimson flame, like a meteorite burning to the limit, released unimaginable light and heat, and the crimson mana accompanied his movements, incinerating all the ghosts who dared to stretch out their claws to him with every move!

Behind this meteorite that rushed forward wildly without the slightest hesitation, the pair of eyes in Yan Xiu's eyes that had been transformed into amber kept flashing, tightly locking on the man who was burning a path in the ghost tide not far away, frowning, carefully observing every movement and any mana flow of Zhang Yinyuan in front of him, and at the same time, a cold current from the harsh winter squeezed out the ghosts around him one by one. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He squinted, the bridge of his straight nose twitched from time to time, and finally, at the moment when he saw a demon covered in burnt brown blood being burned to ashes by red mana at the moment when he stabbed his claws into Zhang Yinyuan's throat, a realization flashed in his eyes.

The cold snap around him disappeared abruptly.

Then, he stepped into this surging ghost tide!

Suddenly, an indescribable cold feeling enveloped his whole body, the smell of rotten flesh mixed with scorching stench suddenly filled his entire nasal cavity, countless pale hands with the coldness of hell rushed to his face, and he frantically grabbed in countless ghosts, he suddenly took a step forward again, Yan Xiu, who had lost the protection of the cold current, was suddenly overwhelmed by countless ghosts, but immediately, one by one, the ghosts froze, and the cold frost spread wildly around him, freezing the ghosts into ice sculptures.

(It turns out that this is really the case, and they can only be counterattacked at the moment when the ghost attacks, what is the reason?) Because they want to attack us, do they also appear as relative 'entities' when they attack them, who were originally supernatural? ）

Yan Xiu suddenly felt an unspeakable absurdity, allowing a ghost claw to slide over the straight suit, raising his leg high, and the cold air erupted, freezing the ghost in front of him and kicking it to pieces.

"Is it true that because the action of force is relative, so the attack is also relative?" He also froze a white avenue covered with frost next to the burning road behind Zhang Yinyuan, and quickly spread towards Zhang Yinyuan's side, and after a few breaths, the two walked side by side, exhaling a mouthful of cold breath, he said loudly.

"Probably! Ahh However, I don't think the physics teacher must have made this assumption when he was teaching this law! As soon as he opened his mouth, a palm with carrion almost stuck in his mouth! Hurriedly turned his head to avoid this claw, the slag was raised, and in a piece of black ash, Zhang Yinyuan responded, after Yan Xiu arrived at his side, the ghost tide with another attack target suddenly diverted a large wave towards Yan Xiu, which made Zhang Yinyuan's pressure relaxed, but in this tide of ten thousand ghosts, the suffocating pressure brought by countless thousands of evil ghosts who could only fight back at the moment of attack was still tightly pressing Zhang Yinyuan, even if his mana slot that had doubled now was still a kind of overstretched embarrassment.

"Spirits? Winter! ”

Yan Xiu beside him suddenly trembled, and a huge amount of ice and frost and snow roared out from the not tall body, and for a moment, Zhang Yinyuan even thought that he was back on the top of the snowy mountain in the world of "The Lord of the Rings" again!

The bitter cold and howling wind suddenly drained the air of temperature!

The entire ground is covered in wind and snow, and the ice cap visible to the naked eye rises from underfoot!

The dense and delirious tide of ghosts in front of him was immediately forced out of the way, and a blank path stretched out in front of the large hole in the broken wall, although there were still a large number of claws on the road that broke through the dirt from the ground, trying to expose the hideous face to the cold air.

"Rush!" In a short voice, Yan Xiu pierced the black-clothed woman in the hole like an arrow from the string, and in a short distance of more than ten meters, he threw off the rotten flesh all over his body, and his suit squirmed wildly, and in a blink of an eye, his body was covered with a layer of very ancient black and red broken armor, the battle armor full of sword scars and the broken lining crawling with mottled blood stains suddenly made this young man have a kind of tragedy of a general dying in a hundred battles, and the majestic ice mist burst out of his body. While making the air freeze, it also pressed all the outstretched ghost hands on the ground back to the ground!

Pulling it from the air casually, a giant ice block with an irregular shape and a height of nearly two meters emitted endless coldness, freezing the little moisture in the gloomy air into a stream of white cold smoke, condensing and pulling out from the void on his side, his arms competed, like a big shield, step by step, his pace became bigger and faster, facing the big hole in the broken wall in front of him, and filled it hard, he was like a whistling ice storm, with a wild posture that made Zhang Yinyuan unbelievable, Like a cannonball projected from the sky, it slammed headlong into the dark damage!

Zhang Yinyuan also reacted quickly in a stunned manner, turned around, the flames erupted, no longer killing the ghosts, the raging flames ignited everything in the erupting ice mist, squeezing out all the ghosts behind them, and the crimson mana illuminated the darkness through, and followed the ice cannonball into the huge black hole!

As soon as he stepped into the pitch black, the ghost cry in his ears disappeared instantly, but the expected more intense offensive was nowhere to be seen, and even the stormy offensive just now came to an abrupt end, this sudden ease and strange quietness even made Zhang Yinyuan, who had just rushed against the ghost tide and was scarred, quite uncomfortable for a while!

The slag blocked in front of him was taken down, and the scene in front of him made Zhang Yinyuan feel as if he had been directly poured down from his head by a bucket of ice water!