Run with the ball in an escape game

The corpses of ghosts fell from the sky, there was no clean place on the ground, and the surrounding scenery was terrifying like hell.

Jing Huan stood vigilantly and indifferently by the window and looked out. He could see that the corpse that fell on the ground disappeared, turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.After careful observation, the black mist all drifted in the same direction.

Up to now, who is the real enemy behind the scenes and what he wants to do has been deduced by the two very closely.

It is nothing more than an "old friend", the most powerful god in the era when people still believed in gods and Buddhas, known as the existence of the emperor of heaven.In this dharma-ending era that lost human faith, he was unwilling to disappear, so he tried his best to plunder power to keep himself alive.

This game made with magic weapon is his tool for plundering power.

Humans are ordinary but powerful creatures. Their beliefs can create gods and Buddhas, and their fear and hatred can naturally create other things.The most ancient ghosts were born even earlier than the immortal Buddha.

Today's human beings believe in science, but they are still afraid of death, and at the same time have strong emotions for their dead relatives and friends.Gods and Buddhas have disappeared, but ghosts and ghosts still exist, so this can be used.

Killing human beings directly will not gain power, but torturing dying souls into ghosts will do.This game came into being, it pulls in the dying humans and makes them die in extreme fear, and there are more and more ghosts in the game.

Now, it's officially time for the slaughter.

"That's why that guy said... Even if we kill all the ghosts and players, we can't escape. Because this is exactly what he wants... But, he won't be proud for long..." Jing Huan took two steps back carefully He looked at the direction in which the black mist disappeared.

Could it be hiding there?

But before he could see clearly, a loud noise came from beside him, and the debris of the building flew around, almost hitting him.Jing Huan turned his head and saw that Ying Mutian fell down, and the strong impact smashed the house.

And Ying Mutian's condition is not very good at this time, one of his eyes seems to be injured, blood flowed on half of his face, and there are many wounds on his arms, shoulders, and legs that are bleeding black and red blood.

Jing Huan was startled, and hurried over to help him up.

"I'm fine, Huanhuan, don't worry." Ying Mutian wiped away the blood from his mouth, and struggled to stand up with one eye open.Jing Huan frowned stubbornly: "Talk less and rest for a while."

As he spoke, he looked outside the house.Ying Mutian deserved to be the king of ghosts, he killed most of them with one enemy, leaving only the last two ghosts.

These two ghosts were also covered with wounds, and one of them even lost a leg.But at the moment, the ghost king's condition is not good. As long as you kill the ghost king and his little lover, they can get countless good things!The ghost king was exhausted, and the pregnant human next to him was nothing to fear.

"Don't underestimate the enemy."

A warning sounded in their heads, a warning from their master.

The two ghosts became vigilant obediently, and in the next second, a sword burning with golden flames stabbed straight at them.The flame burning on the sword is the most yang-like fire in the world, a real flame from the sun.

The two ghosts quickly dodged, the sword missed the target, and flew around and returned to Jing Huan's hand.

Jing Huan withdrew his sword and let out a soft breath.

Although he can use a little bit of his past mana in this dungeon, his body is still too ordinary, and he feels very tired after a little bit of control of the sword.But now I don't have time to worry about whether my body can bear it or not, so I'll find a way to get rid of these two enemies first.

He held the long sword in his hand, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the sword in his hand stabbed out again.

Not to be outdone, the two ghosts stuck out their long tongues and their giant claws.The sword in Jing Huan's hand was caught by his tongue, and Ghost Claw took the opportunity to grab it.Jing Huan flipped his wrist, and the flames on the sword burst into flames, causing the long-tongued ghost to retract his tongue with a scream.

Immediately afterwards, he stabbed his sword to the ground and bounced his body away, avoiding the attack of the ghost claw.

But these two ghosts are indeed the last two to survive. After the long-tongued ghost withdrew his tongue, he stirred it disgustingly in his mouth twice and then spit it out again. Heals fast.

Jing Huan couldn't help but "tsk", the flames he can burn now are too weak to directly burn this ghost to death.

The tongue rolled over again, and the sticky and fishy smell that followed made people dizzy.Jing Huan stepped aside, and Ying Mutian jumped out behind him, slashing his tongue with a bloody gash.

The long-tongued ghost screamed and went crazy, his tongue suddenly doubled in size, even twice the size of Ying Mutian at this time.

"Be careful!" Jing Huan looked at Ying Mutian with worried eyes.

Due to injuries and physical exertion, Ying Mutian was suppressed by the dungeon again and turned back into a child.A head of black hair was dragged on the ground, and his pale face was completely pitiful and weak compared to the two vicious ghosts.

"Don't worry, Huanhuan." Ying Mutian wiped the blood that had just been spattered on his face, and rushed towards the enemy with a black long knife in his hand.

Jing Huan was not far behind either, wherever the light of the golden long sword in his hand crossed, a piece of Yin Qi would be dispelled.The two figures, one black and one gold, cooperated incomparably tacitly, gradually gaining the upper hand.

Ying Mutian watched the golden light flash before his eyes, his head throbbed suddenly, and some memories appeared in his mind.

The half-grown ghost king has grown into a teenager. Although he is an evil ghost born from resentment, there is no haze in his eyes.He looked at a golden figure in front of him with some greed, and then approached it.

The figure in front turned around, with a cold expression but a lazy voice: "Mu Tian, ​​come here, today I will teach you a new saber technique. But this saber, I am too lazy to forge it for you. Ah... why don't you forge it first?" Learn how to condense the blade with Yin Qi."

The young ghost king said helplessly: "Good master, but I still want master to make one for me..."

The former Jing Huan scratched his head and said, "You little boy, why do you keep making progress every day?"

The young ghost king immediately retorted: "I am not young, I will be an adult soon."

"Okay okay, you're the biggest."

The warm palm of the other party touched the top of his hair, and then he turned and left.Xiao Ying Mutian put his hand on top of his head, and the warmth of the other party came from the palm of his hand.

A trace of greed that belonged to Li Gui flashed in the eyes of the little ghost king. After the flash of emotion, he raised his head and quickly chased after him.

After that, it is the memory of practicing knife skills.His master is not a very good teacher, he is always lazy, and sometimes he just throws him a book casually and asks him to comprehend it by himself.But on the sword, he will still do it himself.

Hand in hand, skin to skin, chest to back...

At the end of the memory, Ying Mutian narrowly avoided the enemy's tongue attack, and when Jing Huan cast a puzzled and worried look, he said, "Master." How about you start teaching me that trick? Just like you did before, but I'm stronger now, so how about I take the lead?"

This is quite a normal question, but the tone that came out of his mouth had an unsuitable taste for some reason.

Jing Huan was speechless for a while, but still nodded in agreement.

Ying Mutian gradually remembered everything from the past, which is... quite gratifying.

The two stood back to back, the golden long sword and the black knife pointed at the two ugly ghosts.In an instant, the sentences described in the martial arts novels appeared on the screen, two figures, one black and one gold, flashed, and the blood mist exploded on the spot.

The two ghosts were dying on the ground, but before Jing Huan and Ying Mutian could check the situation, something happened suddenly.

The two dying ghosts let out sharp screams, and their bodies suddenly swelled up like balloons.

Ying Mutian couldn't hold back from swearing, and rushed towards Jing Huan to protect him.

An earth-shattering explosion sounded from the top of the mountain, and the impact of the explosion directly collapsed the mansion.