The broken key, whether it was the part that fell on the door or the part that remained in the keyhole, all turned into nothingness in an instant, and not even a bit of ash was left for Wang Chaling.

Although the door did not open because of this, Wang Chaling's face was still extremely gloomy, a door that could not be opened in the correct way, he was not so useful in holding it in his hand.

He didn't know much about this door, only the part he needed, which is why he didn't know what was going on before, and he thought it was the rest of the ghosts doing something.

But just by the performance of the front door, Wang Chaling knew that forcibly opening this door in a violent way, let alone helping him, just the things behind the door were enough for Wang Chaling to have a headache.

"Monk Jizo, you are very good, very good......... Wang Chaling's tone became calmer, but this meant that the anger in his heart was growing stronger.

Qin Lao doesn't need to lie to him, there is no need for that, the human skin paper will not lie to him, there are too many things in Wang Chaling's hands that can threaten it, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts are no better than starving ghosts, and it does not need to digest the ghosts, the moment the suppression takes effect, the ghosts will directly become part of the ghosts, and if they fall into the hands of the ghosts, there is a high probability that the human skin paper will not be able to turn over any storms, and it is almost the same when it falls to the dead soul, as long as Wang Chaling exists for a day, it is impossible for the human skin paper to get out of the hands of the dead soul.

Not to mention Yang Jian, Wang Chaling is jealous of the other party, but jealousy does not mean fear, besides, there is no need to rob hard, as long as the interests are enough, Yang Jian may not catch that piece of paper to death, and the most important thing Wang Chaling lacks is resources that are useful to Yang Jian and are of little use to himself.

As for Yang Jian?

It's just a fair deal, and everyone gets what they get.

He had said this kind of thinking a few times in reality, especially when talking to human skin, it was a common word of threat, and he was even about to put it into action, but Yang Jian didn't come out.

Wang Chaling knows this very well, and the human skin paper is also very clear, in order to ensure his "safety", although the human skin paper does not know everything about Wang Chaling, after all, some things are taboo, but it will not take some false and real news to deceive Wang Chaling.

Therefore, it can only be a Jizo monk.

The key is hidden in the Jizo Temple, and the old monk designed the supernatural event to destroy the Jizo Temple, just to achieve his own goals.

The forces that he has created with his own hands can be burned, so how can the secret key be easily let go by it.

As for the ...... in Wang Chaling's hand The ability of the monk in situ can't be made, and it is likely that it was imitated by the person who left the key before.

"The world of consciousness under the ghost tree, the consciousness exchange in the dormitory, and the two consciousness exchanges, did not directly attack my consciousness, but only left me a hint that made me subconsciously ignore the abnormalities of some things........." Just like breaking the supernatural cover before, Wang Chaling's calm mind gradually let go, and realized that some of the previous situations were wrong.

In the final analysis, the hints of the Jizo monk are not strong, but they are better than concealment, and the other party took advantage of Wang Chaling's inner pride to make everything successful.

But if Wang Chaling is not so arrogant, or conceited, and thinks about it more on the road, he will not understand until now, in other words, Wang Chaling himself does not think that the monk Jizo will deceive himself, because he has the power to lift the table.

Of course, if you don't think about the ghost temple, it's because there is a more important existence.

Along the way, all he was worried about was the matter of the Hanging Mountain, how to survive in the three halls smoothly, how to leave smoothly after finding the Blood Gate, and how to think about the ghost temple that had been cleared.

As a result, he was put on a role by the Jizo monk, and was played as a monkey by an old monster who had lived for dozens or hundreds of years, maybe after Wang Chaling left, the other party was still laughing at him.

"Very good, Jizo monk, if my Wang Chaling gets out alive this time, I will definitely tear down your broken temple, store the ghosts, and feed the dogs." Wang Chaling's face was ruthless, he knew what the other party's idea was, but he couldn't think that he Wang Chaling would most likely not be able to go down the mountain, so he yin him.

There are thousands of thoughts in his heart, but the reality has only passed a few seconds, suppressing all kinds of negative emotions surging in his heart, and forcing the use of supernatural to ensure the emotions of the mind, Wang Chaling directly carried the door on the ground, and a generation of dead souls returned to the photo, and the ghosts were also included in the door, and there was no place to use them for the time being, and it was not safe to stay outside.

Immediately, Wang Chaling ran directly towards the light door that appeared on the wall after the blood gate was closed, there was no supernatural influence, the distance of dozens of meters was just a blink of an eye, and the light gate was not blocked by supernatural power, and when he took a step, he saw a familiar scene.

Thatched huts, cowsheds, weeds, and a rushing "green cow......... Wang Chaling's face turned cold, when will a "cow" be able to bully him?

The blood gate was lifted in his hand, not very handy, a large part was dragged to the ground, after all, the width alone was two meters, fortunately, Wang Chaling's body was not a normal person, and it was a little laborious and physical effort to use, and the problem was not very big.

Bang dang~!

The blood gate no longer has a supernatural leak, but it doesn't mean that anything can touch the porcelain, the wooden door collided with the cow's forehead, and smashed a hole in the head, and even many places around it were dented.

Wang Chaling glanced at the cow, the "cow" in the shed, found that the other party did not move, the movement of his hand continued, and the seemingly thin wooden door continued to smash on the body of the "green cow" in front of him one after another, and holes appeared on the cow's body, but no half of the blood flowed out.

After more than ten seconds, Wang Chaling stopped his crazy actions, the cow had been smashed down, and it could not affect Wang Chaling, it was time to leave.

Stepping on the tattered cow body, running down the path frantically, the dead soul was by Wang Chaling's side, and the space had already completed the overlap, protecting Wang Chaling from being disturbed by the wild grass under his feet.

The speed of going down the mountain was much faster than going up, even if Wang Chaling carried a gate, and in a moment he came to the edge of the cliff.

On the soil and rocks under his feet, cracks gradually emerged, and the platform, which was far larger than when Wang Chaling came, was cut out, and Wang Chaling was about to urge the platform to move forward.

The next moment.

The surrounding clouds and mist changed suddenly, and the terrifying light and flame rose from the thatched hut on the mountain, and the blood infected the surrounding clouds and mist, but in an instant, the clouds and mist turned into blood mist, and the terrifying high temperature followed, and the scorching flames condensed in the sky, and the platform under his feet could not bear the terrifying high temperature, as well as the extremely corrosive blood mist around him, and he couldn't stop collapsing.

A black hand suddenly stretched out from the chain, exuding an incomparable aura, completely different from the previous goods that could be suppressed at will.

Wang Chaling, who was still invoking the supernatural to fight against the surrounding blood mist, didn't have time to react at all, and the black hand directly crossed the space, grabbed the white bones that were barely a little flesh and blood, and forcibly dragged Wang Chaling away from the chain.

The body can't stop falling, the dead souls are useless, they can only fall with them, their own spirits are even more useless, the deep valley below exudes terrifying suction, and at the same time suppresses the exertion of supernatural power.

How deep is this valley?

Wang Chaling didn't know the specific data, because there was too much data, according to the previous situation of the body falling, it was at least a thousand meters, and the deepest body was about five thousand meters.

At this height, he can't use the supernatural, and in his current state of not being an alien, he will fall hard, even if he doesn't die, he will be half-disabled, and when the time comes, most of the supernatural power will not be able to be exerted, and the erosion of the curse will be aggravated.

Fortunately, there is no endless road.

While Wang Chaling was constantly adjusting his body, in order to have a buffer, he simply put the door under him, and the whole person went straight up, not worrying about whether the door would break.

It was such a tool that was originally used as a buffer, but it gave Wang Chaling a surprise, on the side of the blood gate facing up, the supernatural can cover the past, but there is a range, and the effect of the supernatural can only leave the surface of the blood gate ten centimeters.

Relying on this distance, it is naturally impossible for Wang Chaling to fly up, simply grasp the blood door, the supernatural power spreads between the body and the door, the "gentle" supernatural power can play an excellent buffer effect, it cannot be said that the buffer, this supernatural energy will directly eliminate all the power (physical) before it acts on Wang Chaling's body.

During the fall, the blood mist did not infect Wang Chaling, even if Wang Chaling passed through it, it was very peaceful.

This saved Wang Chaling a lot of effort, and he didn't have to bother to resist the surrounding spirits, which was a blessing in misfortune.

There was no threat to his life and combat power, and Wang Chaling was thinking about the situation just now while paying attention to the speed and time of his fall.

The sudden attack is quite understandable, after all, he took the door inside the Taiqing Palace, which is considered to be a violation of the rules, and breaking the rules will be punished.

This is the basic rule of the mountain, Wang Chaling is also ready, in fact, the moment the roadblock cow appeared, he knew that he was already being targeted, the only thing he didn't expect was probably that this target did not follow the rules at all, not at all, the second time directly greatly increased the supernatural power, so that Wang Chaling could not react and could not resist, which was equivalent to being directly promoted from a simple mode to purgatory, the amplitude was excessive, which was not very in line with Wang Chaling's consistent perception of the supernatural.........

The time of "cranky thoughts" always passed quickly, and after twenty seconds, with a loud noise and flying dust, Wang Chaling slowly stood up from the door.

The speed of the fall was the same speed as at the beginning, 300 meters per second, twenty seconds, that is, 6,000 meters, beyond the deepest part of the previous detection, and this is a vertical distance, not considering the influence of the supernatural, he is now a little lower down the mountainside.

And......

"There is no sign of restarting, and the various restarts of various lengths and shorts that have been observed before do not seem to exist here." Wang Chaling glanced around, landed on the ground, and the spirit returned to its normal state, and Wang Chaling began to feel the surrounding situation.

Unexpectedly, the observed restart phenomenon has all disappeared, except for some desolate, weird, and one more weirdo, there is no special place, not even the traces of the supernatural Wang Chaling has not noticed, with the previous lesson, he also directly used the ghost superposition to surround and explore his body, to prevent the appearance of powerful ghosts in the body without knowing it, but the result has remained the same.

"Forget it, go ask Ye Zhen." Wang Chaling lifted the special posture of the dead soul and walked towards a big tree in the distance.

Under the tree, thousands of branches hang down, some wrapped in all kinds of old objects, such as cabinets, portraits, weapons, etc., some wrapped in bones, some animals, some humans, and some are a strangely shaped corpse or stump, the cool breeze blows, the branches shake from time to time, and the objects hanging above seem to come to life, with inexplicable desolation and weirdness.

As soon as he stepped into the area covered by the branches, Wang Chaling was startled, the hairs on his body stood on end, and he felt that countless pairs of eyes were staring at him.

No, not feelings.

It's a fact.

The souls of the dead surrounded Wang Chaling, and with the help of their perspectives, Wang Chaling clearly saw that on those things that were hanged, those with eyes were wide open, looking at themselves, and those without eyes would also have a blood-colored eyeball, staring directly at Wang Chaling.

The faint supernatural is contained in the gaze, and when the eyes meet, the faint supernatural converges, and the terrifying supernatural power acts on the revenant, so that the revenant's footsteps can't help but stagnate, but it is only a moment, and it will soon move again, but the speed is indeed a little slower.

Paranormal coercion.

Capture still lifes.

Wang Chaling identified two laws for these branches.

The supernatural strength of the former is not bad, after all, it is a cumulative strength, and the superposition of the second generation has to fight, the first generation of revenants will stagnate a little, and the weaker ghost tamers or ghosts will not be crushed to death directly, and the immortal may also be difficult to act in a short period of time, and be directly rolled up by the branches.

"Are you right, Ye Zhen." Wang Chaling looked at the strange man who was hanging upside down, and unlike the rest of the dead things, this strange man was still moving, struggling to get down.

"Wang Wudi, it's me Ye Zhen's mistake, I shouldn't run around, I see that what you said is almost the same, can you put me down, wait for me to regroup and cut down this tree!"

When he heard the first half, Wang Chaling thought that he had recognized the wrong person, how could Ye Zhen be soft, and when he heard the second half, Wang Chaling knew that he definitely did not recognize the wrong person.

Looking at Ye Zhen, who only had skin and bones left, Wang Chaling was also very curious: "Tell me what is going on with you, there are very few rules in that place at the foot of the mountain, and normal people ......"

Speaking of this, Wang Chaling suddenly remembered that this thing is not a normal person, and the brain circuits of the ghost riders in the middle and second diseases are always magical.

"Forget it, you just tell me what happened to you."

Although this tree is weird, Ye Zhen's ability is not bad, and it is not so easy to be solved, at least, there is still time to chat with Wang Chaling.

By the way, it can be regarded as a lesson for Ye Zhen, and he clearly explained it in advance, although he was a little mentally prepared, but when he saw the facts, Wang Chaling was still a little ...... Anyway, it's probably depression or something like that.

can only say that it is worthy of Ye Zhen.

(End of chapter)