"Housheng, what's your name?"

Old man Yang turned over and jumped off the bike, planning to have a good talk with the hole.

Before, he was still hostile and contemptuous of the cave, but now, the cave is worthy of his strict waiting.

"What's my name, does it have anything to do with you?"

The hole didn't talk too much nonsense, raised his hand and grabbed the ghost bicycle, and threw it out, and at the same time, the void clenched his fist and hit Lao Yang's body hard, knocking him flying and hitting the wall.

However, such a heavy blow did not do any substantial damage to Old Man Yang, he was also a very terrifying ghost master of the Republic of China, and he just struggled for a moment before quickly standing up.

first glanced at the cave, then looked at Huang Zishan and the others, and said helplessly: "Everyone, this matter is over, I will not make any more moves on this little friend, you can do it yourself." ”

He had already seen the potential of the cave, and if he was given a certain amount of time, maybe some time in the future would really be able to put an end to this desperate supernatural era.

For the sake of world peace, for the prosperity and decline of the Republic of China, and for the sake of the people of the world, all these things add up, and they can't let him attack the cave again.

To stifle the hope of the Hereafter is no different from the sinner of the nation.

Dropping such a sentence, Lao Yang Tou picked up the bicycle and left quickly under the stunned gaze of Huang Zishan and the others.

The ghost bicycle has the power to suppress the ghosts, and at the same time, it also has the ability to tear apart the ghost domain and shuttle through reality.

It didn't take long for Lao Yangtou to disappear without a trace.

Seeing Lao Yang Tou leaving so unjustly, Huang Zishan and the others were furious and angry.

However, no matter how angry they are, it won't help, because they will continue to attack the hole next.

Now that the battle has reached such an extent, it is too late to retreat.

Both parties have to die.

"Junior, as long as you return my coffin to me today, I will spare your life, how about it?"

Huang Zishan also understood that Dong was a powerful ghost tamer who controlled the ten-layer ghost domain.

Now, he was not as angry as he was just now, but calmed down heavily, planning to discuss with Dong to see if he could ask for the coffin.

"Where did you get so much nonsense, if you want to fight, you can fight!"

It's a pity that the hole didn't give him any face, sneered, and made a decisive move.

As soon as he struck, it was a terrible curse of death-bound killing.

The two ghost hands pressed against the void of Huang Zishan and the three of them, and with a bang, they were extremely dense like majestic ocean waves, and smashed down violently.

This kind of supernatural coercion made Huang Zishan's faces become solemn.

Oppression, suffocation, appalling.

Three inexplicable thoughts haunted me.

At this moment, they all realized a mistake, that is, the strength of the afterlife in front of them was beyond their imagination.

Luo Yongfu was unwilling to die like this, he let out a low snort, all the sweat holes up and down, and a large area of grave soil overflowed.

Carrying the pressure of the supernatural, he waved at the hole in the air.

With one move, a thick black grave suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the hole began to be submerged.

This tomb has unimaginable oppressive power, but all the ghosts buried by it, whether they are ghost handlers, will instantly fall into a state of dead silence.

He was planning to use the supernatural power of the grave itself to suppress the cave under the grave.

More and more soil was buried, and in the blink of an eye, the hole was completely submerged and buried under the soil, forming a huge bag of fresh and foul-smelling grave soil.

"It's finished?"

Huang Zishan asked rhetorically.

In this regard, Luo Yongfu did not respond, his face was still solemn and serious.

It doesn't seem like it's over yet.

Sure enough, as he was trying to control the grave and keep burying the grave, suddenly a crisp sound of footsteps came from the shadow in the corner again, and soon, the figure of the cave walked out again, obviously with the help of his own supernatural strangeness, and revived.

"He's restarting himself again, hateful, hateful, hateful, damn, how can it be so hard to kill?!"

Huang Zishan looked at the hole that he walked out in good condition, he was so angry that he thundered, and said three hateful words in a row, and couldn't help but burst out foul language.

"Wait! No, there is a problem!! ”

Compared with Luo Yongfu's solemnity and solemnity, as well as Huang Zishan's anger and anger, Lao Zhou, a blacksmith who had been silent, suddenly discovered the clue.

He looked into the range of the coffin nails.

The first hole he nailed with the coffin nail was still there, still standing stiffly in place, his forehead pierced by the coffin nail, motionless.

Seeing this phenomenon, a terrible thought suddenly came to his heart.

Perhaps, this afterlife is not simply relying on the ability of idealistic ghosts to restart itself.

Rather, there is a high probability...... It's because ......

Every time this offspring is imprisoned or killed, another true self is revealed.

In other words, all the imprisoned and killed are the real thing.

For example, if you kill him a hundred times and imprison him a hundred times, you will have a hundred of him.

If this is the case, how ridiculous is the idea of himself and others trying everything to drag him to death.

This kind of cheating-like method is comparable to going against the sky, and even Mr. Teaching has never had such strength.

If that were the case, it would be too desperate.

Perhaps from the beginning, this supernatural confrontation was unfair and destined to end in their defeat.

However, the blacksmith Lao Zhou still did not give up, and planned to verify his thoughts in person.

Let's see if this afterlife really has this extremely terrifying ability as he thought.

Taking advantage of the stalemate between Luo Yongfu and the cave, the blacksmith Lao Zhou quickly approached the hole that was nailed to death by his coffin nails, and quickly pulled out the coffin nails on his forehead.

It's just that the coffin nail has just been pulled out, and the hole that was originally nailed down suddenly moved, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked straight at Lao Zhou.

Seeing this scene, Lao Zhou gasped, he was still lucky, all his fantasies and all his unreality were finally shattered.

Shattered.

Their thinking was wrong from the start.

This afterlife can't be dragged on at all.

Because every time he dies, it may be the beginning of a reboot and return.

It's two offspring now.

Two offspring, which means that there are two terrifying ghost masters with ten layers of ghost domains.

This situation is simply unplayable, and there is no solution to it.

"Hurry back, we can't beat him, he doesn't restart himself at all, as long as we imprison him once or kill him once, a new one will appear out of thin air!!"

Lao Zhou was frightened and now just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

This situation is completely unequal, and in the end, they are the only ones who die.

No wonder Old Yang Tou would run away so fast, it turned out that he had already discovered this reason.