Chapter 60: Consciousness Invasion, Spiritual World (Asking for Monthly Tickets, Recommending Tickets)

Rumble!!

The haunted house in the middle of the night resounded with the sound of explosions that shook the night sky.

The windows of some of the cars that were close to the area cracked like rain under the sweeping shock wave!

"Ahh

"Exploded?"

"What's the situation?"

Some tourists crouched down with their heads folded in horror and looked at the black smoke rising in the distance.

And in that high-pitched chant, in that even narrower confined space.

The explosion power of the "Spirit of Words: Flame of the Monarch" is even more powerful than that of a napalm.

The second floor of the hospital, shrouded in darkness, seemed to rise as if a dazzling sun had risen.

The few remaining "dead bodies" wailed in the sun, but then they were engulfed in extreme explosions and flames!

The flames shattered the bars on both sides of the corridor, and the smoke swept out of the windows under air pressure, leaving nothing intact except for pillars and load-bearing walls.

Even the ceiling and floor of the second floor were ploughed open by the terrifying explosion, and several people in the "Dustless Land" realm couldn't help but show painful and twisted expressions.

Chu Zihang, who was at the center of the explosion, felt a tingling pain in his ears, and his golden pupils were also covered with bloodshots, and the whole world seemed to be spinning.

It wasn't until his body was caught by a hand that he finally stopped stumbling.

"Nice words."

Jiang Shouyun looked at him, his eyes full of desire to explore.

Chu Zihang's external effect of "Words and Spirits, Jun Yan" is more significant than his father's "Words and Spirits, Time Zero".

Moreover, Jiang Shouyun found that these so-called "words and spirits" seem to have room for further development or side extension.

"Ahem!"

Chu Zihang looked up at the smoke and dust of the explosion, the boiling blood in his body gradually calmed down, and his brows furrowed: "Is it solved?" ”

There was still a choking pungent smell and scorching residual heat in the air, and it seemed that all the "dead bodies" had been completely cleared by this "Jun Yan".

But in the next second, a low, painful roar came from the smoke and dust, and the rancid smell dispersed the dust around him.

I saw that Deadpool, who was as burly as a giant, was burning with bright orange flames all over his body, emitting green smoke with a pungent scorching smell.

Eating a "Jun Yan" at close range caused its entire back to be blown apart, and the white fine bones and black erosive organs inside the body were clearly visible.

However, even so, it still breathed a sigh of relief.

The physical strength and vitality of this giant Deadpool were beyond Chu Zihang's imagination.

No.

"It's impossible to be alive with this injury."

Chu Zihang frowned, and said suspiciously: "Is there some force that is forcing it not to fall?" ”

At this moment, he suddenly saw a flash of white at the location of Deadpool's heart.

- It was a bone mask with black streaks all over white.

Majestic, mysterious, eerie, and has an eerie beauty.

“……”

Looking at the pale bone mask, Chu Zihang's pupils lost focus.

Suddenly, a low, demonic voice sounded in his ear.

He said, "With me, you can have everything you want, you can ...... Save your father. ”

Greed and lust were like a raging flood, gradually drowning and extinguishing the fire of reason in his heart.

But at this moment, a slightly cool palm pressed against his shoulder.

The familiar cold current poured into his body and mind, making Chu Zihang's eyes clear again.

"That's not something you can deal with."

Jiang Shouyun withdrew his palm and said softly, "Next, let's leave it to the professionals." ”

As the words fell, a magnificent blue pattern rose from his crimson golden pupils.

The sound of breathing, sobbing, and heartbeat all seemed to slow down at this moment.

— as if there was silence before death came.

The world seems to be reduced to a colorless black and white sketch, replaced by those fine "dead lines" that resemble cracks.

Not caring about the fragile world, Jiang Shouyun took a light step.

The next moment, he seemed to turn into a shattered shadow in the air.

Everyone who saw this scene thought they were dazzled.

The air was as quiet as death.

Whew!!

But as the afterimage slowly dissipated, they heard a terrifying scream and slashed forward with a black tail.

The golden light in Chu Zihang's eyes overflowed, and he suddenly looked behind Deadpool!

He saw it.

Jiang Shouyun's slash was a slap in a robe.

No, I can't count how many knives I swung.

This is the carcass cut, the five carcass cut?

Poof!!

In an instant, black blood bloomed on Deadpool, who was trying to turn and flee, like a cluster of black flowers that symbolized desolation and dead silence.

Like a hot dinner knife slicing through cream, Deadpool's body splits apart and the flesh is broken!

Boom!!

Jiang Shouyun's figure appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, and Deadpool behind him paused for a short time before falling to the ground, limbs and dirty blood turning into pools of blood on the ground.

"Is that you?"

Jiang Shouyun looked down with interest, the warm heart in his hand was still beating.

And that strange white bone mask was worn on the heart.

Like a living parasite, it is still sucking the blood from its heart, slowly flowing along the black lines.

Jiang Shouyun could faintly perceive that there was a living "spirit" in the mask.

"It's kind of interesting."

A flash of playfulness flashed in his eyes, and he used spiritual pressure to penetrate the inside of the mask, trying to reach the living "spirit".

But at the moment when the spiritual pressure extended to the mask.

A faint white light suddenly rushed into Jiang Shouyun's body.

The Living Spirit seemed as impatient as if it had seen a treasure, but at the end of its consciousness, it saw a smile on the human's face.

didn't have time to think about it, and the "living soul" broke into Jiang Shouyun's consciousness.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw an eerie, yet majestic and magnificent ancient palace.

In front of the palace was a terrifying maw, and the smell of blood and death came to its face.

At this moment, a drop of blood fell on the calm water.

Tick!

The surface of the water rippled and finally turned into a sea of scarlet blood.

Seeing that the sea of blood was about to submerge itself like a tidal wave, the "living spirit" hurriedly used the little will left to condense a wooden boat with great difficulty.

"It's ...... What is it? ”

The "living spirit" looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly wondered in his heart: "How could that human spiritual world be like this?" ”

For a "living soul" that has been born for thousands of years, the invasion of consciousness is its forte, and it does not know how many human spiritual worlds it has entered.

A person's consciousness is determined by many factors such as his personality, spirit, memory, etc.

But in any case, it shouldn't be such a vast sea of blood and ancient palaces as it is now!

Horror, desolation, dead silence, bloodshed, majesty.

This is how this spiritual world feels to the "living soul".

Don't wait for it to react.

Click! Click!!

Countless bones emerged from the darkness again, and a terrifying mountain of corpses was piled up above the sea of blood.

"Welcome to my world, uninvited villain."

At the top of the white bones, a man in a white robe and a white mask stood high above it, looking down on the "living spirit", like the king of this hell.