Habit is a terrible thing, for Ye Zhen in the past, it is absolutely impossible to say his "troubles" to others.

But now Ye Zhen.

It's probably almost a shame in front of Wang Chaling, and the number of times he asks for help is like one or two, so it doesn't matter if he talks about some "black history".

It took a minute to explain what had happened, especially highlighting the two key points of sneak attack and group fighting.

As for useful information, it is almost equal to nothing, Ye Zhen was coerced into here by a group of powerful ghosts, and he didn't even know where he first appeared.

"Grandpa."

The words fell, and the revenant stepped forward, and the illusory arm swept over the branches, and the branches that could hang Ye Zhen were directly cut off.

It's just a selective target of a branch, and it's not a direct attack on the whole tree, when facing Ye Zhen, the supernatural of the branch represents all the spirits around it, this is because Ye Zhen has been suspended, but in the face of the external independent supernatural of the revenant, the branch only represents itself.

"Bang~!"

"Wang Wudi, you can tell me and let me make preparations." The gray-headed Ye Zhen got up from the ground, the branches and fallen leaves on his body fell off in an instant, and the whole person was like a balloon that was inflating, and under the shriveled skin, flesh and blood gradually emerged and filled.

In just a few seconds, Ye Zhen's state returned to its peak, and the green leaves and branches on his body quickly withered, falling to the ground and turning into a puddle of sludge.

At the moment when the branches fell to the ground, Wang Chaling noticed that the ground under the feet of the two was strangely wriggling, and for the sake of safety, Wang Chaling did not directly stiffen with the ground, dragging Ye Zhen away from the wriggling ground.

In a matter of moments, the ground stopped wriggling, and the puddle of sludge disappeared, swallowed up by the ground, and at the same time, the previously severed branches grew and drooped again.

"What does this mean? But it's okay, if you grow once, Ye will cut it once. As the words fell, a sword light swept by, carrying the power of the unparalleled ghost domain.

Wang Chaling deliberately allowed Ye Zhen's attack, he wanted to find a way out, and in the absence of any direction and goal, this tree was the first target.

The surrounding branches seemed to come alive at this moment, several, dozens of branches were entangled with each other, forming tree balls of different sizes, and the spiritual objects wrapped in each were included in the tree balls, and the sword light swept through, but if they broke seven or eight tree balls, they could no longer do anything.

The severed branch fell to the ground, and soon, as before, the "new life" of the branch enveloped the supernatural object that had fallen on the ground again.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhen was even more angry, waved the long sword in his hand, and used all kinds of moves, and in an instant, the dim trees were shrouded in the light of the ghost domain, this scene only lasted for a minute, and then it was dim again.

The broken branches grew wildly, recovering much faster than they were broken, but in a second or two, they all recovered.

"That's pretty much enough, don't waste your energy." Wang Chaling's hand was on Ye Zhen's shoulder, stopping him from preparing to continue attacking.

The key is that it is useless, the temptations have been tried, and they can't be defeated at all, so there is no need for Ye Zhen to continue to waste his strength.

"Phew, damn it, if I can set a fire now, I will definitely burn this broken tree and turn it all to ashes, I will see how it grows." Ye Zhen said angrily.

Set fire to trees?

That's a good idea.

But as soon as this idea was generated, Wang Chaling directly abandoned it, the supernatural flame on his body had been abandoned before, and the embodied supernatural spirit depended on the existence of deceptive ghosts and modified ghosts, and it was impossible to completely inherit the characteristics of the source supernatural, and it was okay to burn ordinary ghosts, but it was absolutely impossible to burn this tree full of ghosts.

"Let's go, go to the trunk and take a look, there must be a source for so many ghosts." Wang Cha Lingdao, the soul of the dead opened the way in front, cutting the branches that blocked.

At the same time, pieces of wood appear on the ground, blocking the direct contact between the branches and the ground, although this does not prevent the branches from regenerating, but it can delay the progress of the progress.

"Wang Wudi, what's the matter with this door on your back?" Moving all the way, Ye Zhen suddenly noticed the blood gate on Wang Chaling's back, he had been cutting branches before, and now he had "come back to his senses".

"It's just a supernatural object, it's best not to touch it, the things inside come out, I can't run away myself, I have to plant it in the hands of those ghosts." Wang Chaling warned.

Hearing this, Ye Zhen withdrew his outstretched hand, even what Wang Chaling could kill, it was better not to touch it, he would still listen to persuasion sometimes.

Seeing this, a look of satisfaction flashed in Wang Chaling's eyes, and he emphasized the harmfulness of the blood gate to prevent Ye Zhen from making trouble without helping.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case.

In order to get out of the Taiqing Palace, take away the blood gate, gourd, and Dan furnace, he didn't take any of them, the blood gate was out of control, not to mention something in the depths, just one too could kill Wang Chaling in the case of damage synchronization, Ye Zhen faced the same "Ye Zhen", and the end was estimated to be similar.

The two of them walked all the way, although there were ghosts to open the way, but they didn't know the specific direction, they relied on their senses to move forward, and they had to be attacked from time to time, and it took more than ten minutes to reach the location of the trunk.

At the top of the dark trunk, human faces are scattered like tiny puzzle pieces, converging into an old, numb human face, and there is a huge cave under the tree, and the trunks that stand upright on both sides are like two thighs, and thick branches extending towards the surroundings are like the arms of this big tree.

"It's disgusting." Ye Zhen said with disgust, he had seen many terrifying and hideous ghosts, flesh and blood stumps, killing fields...... These special ones are rare, but they are not uncommon.

But this tree is the first and only one that can arouse the malice in his heart and cause physiological discomfort at a glance.

"Thinking about it from another angle, that's a skill, isn't it? Before we could react, it was not a simple matter to directly hook the feeling of a ghost master of our level. "It's probably because my consciousness has been clouded a lot recently, and Wang Chaling's focus is a little peculiar.

"It's the same, Wang Wudi, what do you say next, go directly, or?" Ye Zhen also discovered this problem, but he did not directly expel this feeling.

"How can we say, we don't know anything, we don't even have any clues, what else can we do except go directly?" Wang Cha Lingdao.

The voice fell.

The terrifying darkness dispersed, and the revenant soul stepped forward, Wang Chaling followed closely behind, surrounded by blue light on his body, and many terrifying figures appeared behind him.

Ye Zhen's eyes flashed with excitement, especially when he fell on the figures behind Wang Chaling: "It is worthy of Wang Invincible, using his own supernatural as a medium to manifest the rest of the supernatural spirits, and forming an army alone, this is much stronger than those little brothers in my supernatural forum, and he can take them with him all the time." ”

Thinking about how to find a powerful ghost that can have a similar effect, the movement of his hand is not slow, the moment the darkness touches the trunk of the tree, a sword light swept past Wang Chaling, "smashing" on the trunk, and the dry bark gradually fell under this powerful attack.

The faces above became more and more hideous, and the subtle changes made the originally numb faces hideous, as if they were suffering unspeakable pain.

Where the bark peels off, the foul sap flows out continuously, the color is scarlet, the liquid is viscous, but it is completely different from blood, the darkness is entwined, and the sap continues to enter the inside of the trunk, and on the snow-white body under the trunk, wisps of black lines gradually emerge.

"Ye Zhen, continue to do it, and cut towards the place where the bark has not yet peeled off." Wang Chaling said in a low voice, the bark has the effect of blocking the supernatural, and it is not strong or weak, it can be regarded as a trouble.

"Wang Wudi, your power looks very evil." Ye Zhen complained, the movements in his hands continued, and the continuous sword light bombarded the trunk, the bark couldn't stop falling off, and the juice flowed even more.

As Ye Zhen continued to output, the darkness also continued to spread, Ye Zhen not only knocked off the bark, but also had the supernatural damage caused by the ghost domain on the body of the tree, and the residual supernatural blocked the self-repair of the tree body.

Although it is only a part of the supernatural, the ghost king supernatural and the borrowed ghost, plague ghost, etc., have some things in common, the most intuitive is that with the increase of the supernatural spirit, the terror of oneself will also increase, simply put, it takes time to develop.

The supernatural attacks launched by the three parties, either suppressed or directly harmed, were all buying time for the ghost king's supernatural spirits.

The surrounding branches began to become active, frantically rushing in the direction of Wang Chaling, and the big tree began to launch a counterattack, but the means were still pulling the crotch.

"Ye Zhen, come to me." Wang Chaling said a word, and Ye Zhen immediately disappeared into the darkness, ignoring many terrifying figures, and walked to the side of the revenant.

"The number of counterattacks has begun, indicating that our attack has touched a threshold, and then you continue to attack the places where my spirit is not covered, to reduce some trouble for me, as for those branches, don't pay attention to them." Wang Chaling said, standing beside him was the soul of the Wang family's generation, and there was an illusory figure looming on his body, and two faces flashed on Wang Chaling's face from time to time.

Beneath the darkness on the surface, there is a diffuse blue light, the fusion of the supernatural and the ghost realm, blocking the approach of the surrounding branches.

Not all the branches of the tree are like the ghost Bodhi of the ghost temple, which can directly ignore the barrier of the ghost domain, and the horror of this tree may be higher, but the bias of the ability is obviously different.

"As long as you seize about 10 percent of the control, you can ......" Wang Chaling is not greedy, he just wants the way back and seeks self-preservation, not to pack the whole tree away.

The supernatural infection continues, and a generation of revenant souls has been superimposed under the leadership of Wang Chaling, and with the blessing of the horror level, the speed of infection is getting faster and faster.

The counterattack launched by the big tree, whether it is a branch or a ground devouring, will not play any role at all in the face of such a terrifying force.

Soon after the dry bark is peeled off, the tree will grow again, but in this short time, the black lines have already covered the body of the tree under the bark, and after the bark grows again, it will not last long in the case of internal and external attacks, and it will be infected by the supernatural.

Wang Chaling motioned to the ghost soul to ensure the safety of his consciousness, and even took the initiative to use the ghost soul as a medium to communicate with the ghost king inside the tree.

In a flash.

Wang Chaling felt that his vision had expanded dozens of times, and everything around him was under his eyes, and the crazy branches were under the guidance of Wang Chaling, although they did not all stop, but about one-tenth of them "obeyed" Wang Chaling's will.

In addition to part of the control of the big tree, there was also a lot of information pouring into Wang Chaling's consciousness, which was the information that the big tree had accumulated over the years, and he didn't read it in a panic.

The existence of the supernatural class is no better than others, even if there is no wisdom, some information can be recorded, but the amount of information is a matter of how much, in addition, some special methods or supernatural are also needed to guide and perceive, Wang Chaling's method is to use the supernatural synthesis of deceitful ghosts and modified ghosts, and use hands and feet on the consciousness of the ghosts, and directly consult the information stored inside.

Ordinary ghosts, especially those who can move freely, because they are exposed to too many things, even if Wang Chaling has a way, the information that can be traced back is very little, or even just some fragments.

The level of horror is high, or the powerful ghosts that can still move freely, Wang Chaling does not dare to go back at will, such as his own dead souls and the spirits he controls, and he may be able to trace the consciousness of some old monsters back to the past.

That is, the special plant-type ghost of the big tree, generally does not move, has supernatural suppression, and will not contact too much external information, plus Wang Chaling really has no way, otherwise he would not be able to contact this level of supernatural.

Wang Chaling seemed very careful during the whole process, and the stored information turned into an endless navy blue cloth belt under the inexplicable supernatural, one end was where Wang Chaling was standing, and the other end was submerged into the depths of the fog, unable to snoop, and many of the middle sections of the cloth belt were covered by the fog.

This is a kind of protection mechanism, Wang Chaling synthesized the protection strength of his grandfather and grandmother against consciousness after overlapping, as well as his ability to resist the erosion of consciousness, and determined a threshold, when recalling the information, whenever there is a supernatural intensity close to this threshold, there will be a fog manifestation, blocking Wang Chaling's peeping, so as not to cause some big trouble.

Although the effect is average, something is better than nothing.

On the navy blue cloth belt, Ye Zhen's face flashed away, Wang Chaling picked up that part, about Ye Zhen's experience in the past few days poured into Wang Chaling's memory, but unfortunately, there was nothing useful, Ye Zhen was indeed coerced by a group of powerful ghosts and appeared out of thin air, as soon as he landed, he was under this tree, and Wang Chaling had passed by that place, and he didn't notice anything abnormal.

"Ye Zhen's strength is a little worse, it's not to kill him, it's just to simply change his position, there are too many methods." Wang Chaling's eyes flashed slightly, skimming his judgment, and walked forward, faces swept across the cloth belt.

In the end, Wang Chaling stopped in front of a young face, this person looked to be in his twenties, less than thirty, with an elegant temperament, wearing a robe from the Republic of China, like a teacher.

"Zhang Dong."

Wang Chaling muttered, reaching out and picking up the cloth belt.

Meanwhile.

In an unknown supernatural place, in the gloomy haunted mansion, the old man opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the hanging mountain, and scenes flashed in his eyes.

"I said before that he was a bold man, but this boldness was a bit too big, so he relied on the two old ghosts of the Wang family to take the door of the Taiqing Palace out, and he was bold enough to set foot in the spirit of that tree."

"Wang Chaling?" Meng Xiaodong, who was not far away, heard Zhang Dong's whisper and asked with some curiosity, "Did he go to that mountain?" ”

She hadn't been to that mountain, she had only heard Zhang Dong talk about it, but she also knew the danger of that mountain, after all, it was a place where even Zhang Dong, who was in the prime of life and was at the peak of his life, was a little jealous.

(End of chapter)