Boom la la la......

The audience is clapping.

In Liancheng's eyes, there is a group of hideous and deformed monsters crowded next to this group of people and they don't know it, even if they look at it, their internal organs will be stimulated by the tragic picture and roll up and down, and they can't wait to vomit.

There is a clear division between the netherworld and the yang, and they do not affect each other. Although the ghosts are all attached to people's faces, they will want to sneeze at the top, or they will be cold, and at worst, they will cause tinnitus. Other than that, the influence of the things of the netherworld on the yang world is almost non-existent.

But the situation of Liancheng was very different, he crossed the ghost gate, and his body and spirit stepped into the netherworld. The things around him still seem to be in the yang world, but he can't get any help from the yang reality.

He remembered that the time of the ghost tribulation ordered by Jade Face was from the beginning of the second movement to the end of the fourth movement. There is a short finishing time between each movement, and the audience immediately applauds at the right time.

The last thing Liancheng wanted to hear rang out.

"Fourth Movement ......"

Time is running out. He looked up at the strange red door standing majestically in the sky, and he had to smash the ghost core in time before returning to reality through the ghost gate. Three hundred seconds, he only left himself three hundred seconds, if it exceeds this number, whether he can smash the ghost core or not, he will return to reality.

The blood spurting out of Mr. Gou's ass spilled in the air, gradually taking shape under the traction of the magic trick, and condensed into a strange red magic circle. There was a red ghost in the center of the circle, headless, with eyes and mouth born on the body, and the red light released from its body made Liancheng feel a faint increase in strength.

Liancheng naturally said to himself: "This is the Terrible Raxiu recorded in the formula? No wonder there is only one line of small words." He sensed the connection with the red demon and could order the ghost to act at any time.

Before he could appreciate the increase in strength brought by the array of ghosts, the red array ghost showed a humanized expression of fear.

He thought it was a ghost who was afraid of the ghost brother on the ghost core, but then he found that the situation seemed to be a huge gap from what he imagined.

In the direction of the ghost core, the ghosts seemed to be fighting and devouring each other, fusing with each other in just a dozen seconds, and then giving birth to an even more hideous and terrifying ghost Plus.

For the first time, Liancheng felt a slight sense of powerlessness. Looking at the powerful ghost arm with the thickness of his whole person, and the dense red eyes on the arm that can force the dense phobia patient to death, he decisively coaxed and took a big step back with Mr. Gou in his arms.

First.

Whether it's a movie or an anime, it's hard to mess with a lot of eyes.

Second.

Liancheng remembered a certain Shadow Ninja he often chased. The red eyes of tadpoles swimming in these eyeballs are hard not to make him think in that direction, and he doesn't have mosquito coils in his own eyes, so he can't beat them.

Look at the crazy and cool look on the other side, and then look down at myself with a spitting dog in his armpits, and the yellow, yellow, black and black on his chest and pants, and lose in style.

Liancheng glanced back, and several ghosts almost crawled next to Xiaohua. He closed his eyes and drew his sword, and the arc-shaped sword qi galloped away in all directions again, strangling those imps who didn't have long eyes into mist.

Xiaohua seems to be immersed in the bliss of playing, unaware of what is happening in the netherworld.

Another form of a powerful ghost will appear in the netherworld, and Liancheng found that Xiaohua has not changed, and she is still a quiet girl. The increasingly obvious huge ghost behind Xiaohua made Liancheng know that he was wrong again.

The ghost's eyes were closed, his face could not be seen clearly, and his body was so large that his head almost reached the ceiling of the stage.

1、2、3、4...... A total of 8 hands.

Each holds a different form of ...... I don't know what the hell it is, there is a sword, a lupa, an umbrella, and a beautiful flower mink. Four of the hands are empty, pinching different hand shapes, looking majestic and mysterious.

Liancheng is familiar with Journey to the West since he was a child!

Isn't this really the four heavenly kings of Heavenly Court, who hold the country, grow, wide-eyed, and multi-heard?

The huge ghost figure exudes the same aura fluctuations as Xiaohua, and its eyes have a faint tendency to open, faintly revealing a blazing light that ordinary people cannot look at directly from the gap in their eyelids.

The two ghosts on the stage and in the audience faced each other from afar, and countless ghosts were eyeing each other. And Liancheng stood in the center of the most awkward confrontation, with wolves in front and tigers in front of him, if these ghosts rushed over, he would definitely be the first to suffer.

With the rhythm of the music, the multi-eyed monster approached step by step. Liancheng couldn't hold back his disgusting glance, his mind was dizzy from the dense red eyes, it was difficult for him to resist this pure spiritual attack.

Liancheng gave the red array ghost summoned by Gou Zong's chrysanthemum blood, and gave an order with his mind: "Terrible Laxiu, go and try that multi-eyed monster." ”

The red ghost didn't dare to move, it was still trembling.

Liancheng thought it was afraid of the multi-eyed monster.

It was able to communicate with Liancheng, and the faint thought brought its words with fear: "I am not the Drasius, I am the doppelganger of the demon Kazan......"

Not Drasius?

Could it be that the incantation was wrong, or that the blood of the dog's ass was not pure enough? Liancheng knew that he had made an oolong, so he still gave a strong order: "I'll let you rush over!"

"I don't dare!" Kazan wanted to cry without tears.

Lian Cheng laughed angrily: "Isn't a ghost still a ghost when a ghost dies? You're afraid of a fart! And you're still a clone, even if you disappear, it won't affect the body!"

"I am the sacrifice of the King of the River Styx, the Drasius, and the signpost that led him here......" Kazan confessed why he didn't dare to move in the slightest.

The value summoned by the comic ghost is to be eaten?

What is the King of Styx?

Only then did Liancheng realize that the focus of the Hundred Ghosts Night Movement Diagram was ghosts, not an epiproduct of swordsmanship and sword moves. Its most powerful ability is to drive ghosts and summon ghosts, and the low-key spell "Seventh Ghost Horror Raxiu" on the same page as "Extreme Ghost Sword Storm" in "Five Three Ghost Swordsmanship" is probably the real reason why Liancheng almost couldn't open the page in the first place!

What kind of place is the netherworld? The death home of all kinds of ghosts! Summoning the King of Styx in such a place, Liancheng felt that he was 100% overplayed.

Buzz!!

The gray netherworld suddenly began to shake violently comparable to a magnitude 10 earthquake.

The Grand Theater is not affected in any way, but Liancheng Gou, who is in the netherworld, and many evil spirits, seem to have fallen into the drum washing machine, and it is difficult to maintain even a standing posture.

Lian Cheng grabbed the edge of the stool, he didn't forget to pull this unlucky dog demon, there was still strength left, and he wouldn't die without help. The tremor was even stronger, and he hugged Gou Zong and fell down, but fortunately an empty shoe caught them, so he didn't fall into the gray-red abyss.

He didn't have the heart to think about why someone would take off their shoes when they were performing.

The ghost crying wolf can't describe the scene at this time.

In all directions, there was the screeching sound of scissors scraping glass, and the muffled sound of a bell ringing before a huge wave came.

The gray-red abyss below boiled!

Something seems to be going to drill out.

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