Archeology comes true: Go crazy, and say that the game was compiled

The ghost hidden in the fog screamed in pain, and then disappeared under the blue light.

"Whoo~"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, fortunately, Xiao Chen is here! Fortunately, there is a blue lantern!"

"It scared me to death. At that moment just now, I felt like my heart had stopped."

"Is this the depths of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum? It really deserves the term Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum. It is really dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be buried under all kinds of weirdness!"

"Chen Pingan really gave us a sense of security in archaeology!"

"Without Chen Ping'an, I can't even imagine it."

The archaeological team sat on the ground as if exhausted, looked up at the cyan Buddha above their heads, and sighed with lingering fear.

Chen Pingan is not the case.

He didn't look at the blue Buddha, but at the ancient lamp.

"Lamp oil is not enough!"

Noticing the yellow lamp oil in the ancient lamp, Chen Pingan muttered to himself.

It takes a lot of lamp oil to gather the green Buddha with the blue lantern.

Right now.

The lamp oil in the ancient lamp is falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, one-third of the lamp oil has almost bottomed out.

"It's probably going to be unbearable..."

Analyzing.

Chen Pingan decisively shouted at the archaeological team:

"Be careful, be on guard, don't be hurt by ghosts!"

"Lamp oil is not enough!"

Lamp oil is not enough!

Everyone was startled.

They didn't pay attention to the lamp oil, and they didn't expect this crop.

Just when they stood up.

"Om-"

"Hey..."

The blue light suddenly dissipated.

The candle flame goes out.

Out of oil.

The figure of the blue god and Buddha above the head gradually dimmed, and disappeared in less than a second, leaving no trace, as if it had never appeared before.

Losing the barrier of the blue light, the white ghost mist boiled again.

The cries of ghosts are harsh, and the mourning of ghosts is heart-wrenching.

The ghost fog gathered and once again spread throughout the yard.

The ghost that was originally hiding also slowly emerged at this time.

They are surrounded by ghosts!

Panic!

Panic again!

Everyone lifted their knives, set up their guns, looked at the ghosts around them, and looked at the environment that fell into darkness again, suddenly feeling at a loss.

Ghost they are helpless.

The only way to deal with it is the ancient blue Buddha lamp in their impression.

And now...

The ancient lamps of the Qing Buddha ran out of oil and dried up.

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Chapter 154 Chen Ping's Unexplained Combo

The fear brought by the ghost is extremely deep, even Professor Zhang, who has experienced many battles, trembled slightly.

It was also the first time he had seen such a thing.

"Try... with fire!"

Professor Zhang forced himself to calm down and said quietly.

"No! No more alcohol!"

A bodyguard in the line yelled.

moment.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

It was only then that they remembered that the previous alcohol had been used in the spider cave to deal with the little spiders.

Even if the fire is effective on ghosts, there is nothing they can do without fire now!

"Hold!"

For the first time, Professor Zhang couldn't help cursing.

Nothing to do...depressed and regretful.

Shouldn't have run out of alcohol so early!

Obviously there is a way, but because of premature squandering, it is now in the predicament of death.

It was like pressing a stone in my heart.

Extremely distressed.

"How... what should I do?"

Professor Wang is also flustered now.

Others are like ants on a hot pan.

It's all come to this step, it's all come here, what a pity to fall here?

They don't want to die!

"Xiao Chen..."

Professor Wang thought of Chen Pingan's name almost subconsciously.

Chen Pingan may have a solution.

But Professor Wang suddenly thought of...

It was the first time I encountered a resentful soul before.

Chen Pingan has not made a move for a long time, and has been looking for the ancient blue Buddha lamp... Obviously, the ancient blue Buddha lamp is his only means, otherwise, if he had a way at that time, he would have made a move long ago.

The old lamp is now out.

"bass--"

At this moment, a sword cry interrupted his thoughts.

I saw Chen Pingan holding a long brass sword in his hand - the sword umbrella form of the Thousand Chance Umbrella.

This posture... is he going to kill the ghost with the sword?

Could it be that the Thousand Chance Umbrella also has the effect of killing souls?

Professor Wang did not understand.

His doubts are like the audience in the live broadcast room.

They have all played Tomb Raiders, and they know that ghosts cannot be killed by physical means.

No matter how sharp the blade is, it cannot cause the slightest damage to it.

Then what is the use of Chen Ping's sword?

He is the game director, how could he not understand this?

But soon.

they get it...

I saw Chen Pingan holding the sword in his right hand, and the light of the brass sword came into his eyes.

He slowly stretched out his left hand and spread his palm.

Subsequently.

"laugh--"

The brass sword swiped in the palm of his hand.

The blade instantly pierced the skin.

Bright red blood flowed out.

Qilin blood appears!

In three or two breaths, Qilin's blood has already soaked his left hand.

He stretched out his left hand, held the brass sword, and wiped all the Qilin blood on the blade and body of the sword.

In an instant.