Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

This body is about to collapse.

Zong Tan originally wanted to find Li Pu first and let him use the ghost bone fragments in his body to force him to make another body, but he didn't want to be involved in the core of the game.

Very good, if I hadn't been implicated, I wouldn't have seen this scene.

How good is the relationship between Yin Changxia and Ji Jintang?

Zong Tan hid in the gap between the Buddha statues, the huge shadow of the weapon above fell on his cheeks, as cold as the ice of a mountain peak, with sharp edges and corners everywhere, he never moved his eyes away.

A head floated in mid-air, passing Zong Tan's eyes blankly.

Zong Tan lowered his eyes, the air pressure became extremely low, and the ghost power squeezed the surrounding ghosts uncontrollably.

The head suddenly trembled, sensing the danger: "..."

Help!

The head showed a weeping expression, and he didn't know what he did wrong, which angered Zong Tan.

[woo woo woo woo. ]

He was just passing by, too bully.

Zong Tan's eyes were deep, as if he had thought of something, and finally found a tool-like expression.

Head: "..."

Zong Tan: [Will you scare me? ]

Head:?

He immediately looked over there, and found that more than ten meters away, there were two people close together, their postures were very ambiguous, and they even pressed them on the Buddha statue, like a blasphemy against the gods.

One of them is a player, while the other... is a ghost like them.

The head can only be described as similar, after all, it feels weaker than the presence of ghosts, but more ominous.

Is it Void Spirit?

This is another name for ghosts that are about to dissipate, but before they dissipate, they will almost always burst out with powerful force, like a countdown to an explosion.

Head: [Scaring that person? ]

Zong Tan's tone was slightly cold: [No, another one. ]

Ethereal! ?

The head was startled, his expression was full of fear, how could a little guy like him scare Void Spirit?

The head doesn't want to get close to it at all. After all, the virtual spirit fluctuates too much, and when it explodes, it will destroy this space.

That is the greatest danger!

Besides...boss, are you a human or a ghost!Why help the living?

Seeing the two getting closer, it seemed as if they were speaking some love language intimately.

Zong Tan's eyelids twitched, thinking of Ji Jintang, who liked Yin Changxia before, and even climbed into bed once.

He was unmoved at that time, feeling that these things had nothing to do with him.

But now, Zong Tan just feels uncomfortable.

With every inch they approached, Zong Tan's air pressure became colder.

This is possessiveness.

Zong Tan's expression became ferocious, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the head: [Will you go? ]

The coercion leaked at this moment made the head react.

It's the half-ghost king!

His head and eyes straightened, and his jaw began to tremble: [Do, do! ]

The head was ruthless, and he rushed towards the two people recklessly: "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Yin Changxia frowned, feeling that Ji Jintang was going too far.

It's a pity that Yin Changxia is in the state of docking with loads, and his physical strength is already extremely poor, and he can't hold any extra physical strength to fight.

Both hands on the back were imprisoned, revealing the defenseless back and neck in an extremely dangerous posture.

His hands were weak, and the tails of his eyes were reddish due to fever, as if someone had rubbed them away with his hands.

Usually, a powerful person showed such a side, even Xu Mo could see his throat tightened and his thoughts fluttering. He quickly looked away, for fear of profane Yin Changxia in the slightest.

During this period, he felt a breath of force from the dark.

strange?

Are there people around?

Xu Mo wasn't sure, after all, he was now under the influence of the nurturer and was in a weak state.

Yin Changxia's air pressure was even lower, and he felt that Ji Jintang was pushing too hard.

Before Yin Changxia could think of a strategy, he looked up and saw a head, and rushed over in a hurry.

Yin Changxia: "..."

Why can't the ghosts around see clearly, but this head is clear, even the bald top of the head is clear.

The head jumped up and down, frightening the two people desperately: "Ho Ho Ho!"

Barking impotently.

But thanks to him rushing over, Ji Jintang let go.

Ji Jintang gradually shifted his gaze to the head, and now he could only sense the danger, so he stretched out his hand directly towards the head.

At the same time, the core of the game sensed his thoughts, and several weapons in the hands of the Buddha statue in the sky fell down with lightning speed.

boom--

Huge water splashes around were splashed.

The water here is very clear, and you can still see the texture of the stone at the bottom, but if it is even slightly contaminated, it will freeze and make your bones ache.

These weapons were particularly huge, sticking straight into the floor.

Knives, guns, sticks, sticks, nothing is missing.

It's really Ji Jintang's legacy.

But killing a mere head requires such a big battle, just like Guan Gong's big knife cutting down a small ant.

Could it be that Ji Jintang lost the ability to perceive danger?

If there is any trouble, he will attack with all his strength?

Yin Changxia looked up into the sky, only to see that the gods and Buddhas around him were all bending over, staring at him angrily.

Several of the weapons in their hands were also dropped.

There is a false moonlight in the sky, shining on this weapon mound, which is more than 50 meters high, and you need to look up to get a glimpse.

Yin Changxia was absent-minded for a while, and before Ji Jintang was about to make an inch for the second time, he quickly straightened his body, panted slightly and pushed Ji Jintang away: "What the hell are you?"

Originally, Ji Jintang's body should not be touched, but Yin Changxia felt the real feeling in his hands.

He has a body?

Yin Changxia looked tense, remembering what Cao Deng said - the player being swallowed by the load.

However, before he had time to think deeply, Fu Wanqing walked over from behind the huge Crescent Moon Knife inserted upside down, the blade was so high that it covered his body.

When Fu Wanqing saw Ji Jintang, it didn't look like he was looking at a living person, but an object. He showed an expression of determination: "Finally let me find... the third core of the game."

The bend of the god and Buddha was even greater, and the stone statue had already pulled up the trident and was about to stab downward.

Yin Changxia suddenly understood.

When the Buddha statue bows to a certain range, it will break and fall down, and the entire space at the core of the game will be destroyed.

This is to get the game core under the premise of ruining the mission.

Fu Wanqing cannot be allowed to succeed!

Yin Changxia: "Fu Wanqing, shouldn't you go to Xu Jiao first!"

Fu Wanqing's waist was tied with a knife sheath that was comparable to a chef's tool. There were several large and small weapons on it. He pulled out one of them, which was about the size of an index finger.

Fu Wanqing ran his fingers lightly across the blade, feeling the sensation that his skin was about to be punctured: "If you take the game core, you can also go to Xu Jiao. Do you know how long I have been waiting for a day?"

Yin Changxia looked at him as if something was wrong: "Fu Wanqing, calm down."

Fu Wanqing said with a hoarse smile, "Calm down? Only when I become an A-level player can I have the right to seek revenge on Bo Linfeng!"

He actually had a grudge against Bo Linfeng?

Yin Changxia's face was full of surprise.

Fu Wanqing narrowed his eyes: "Your aptitude and potential are also very good, right? It seems that it is necessary to cultivate. Presumably, Bo Linfeng will find you soon. He has always wanted to gather ten A-level players."

Yin Changxia felt more and more weird. What does it mean to gather ten A-level players?

As an A-level player, you should feel that the fewer A-level players, the better, so as to guarantee the privileges of A-level players.

What exactly does Bo Linfeng want to do?

Yin Changxia vaguely felt that this incident touched on the meaning of 'game', and that Bo Linfeng, as No.1 in A-level, must know a lot of things.

Ever since he knew that being swallowed by objects would become the core of the game, Yin Changxia had a deep desire to explore the 'game'.

Fu Wanqing: "If you know, get out of here!"

Yin Changxia: "Sorry, I'm afraid it won't work."

Fu Wanqing lost all patience and became irritable and impulsive. Even though he knew that he was affected in it, he was unwilling to let go of the core of the game.

He was holding a knife, and there was a strong impact, Yin Changxia hurriedly dodged sideways.

The knife failed to attack Yin Changxia, but a hole was poked out of Ling's huge weapon inserted into the ground.

The Qianli Dam collapsed in an ant's nest. The small hole seemed small, but it caused cracks on the entire upside-down Crescent Knife, just like the lenses of a mirror.

Yin Changxia was panting slightly, his forehead was already burning unbearably hot.

The shattered blades splashed out, attacking him in a wave, it was already difficult to lift his hands, those fragments were about to hit him——

At the same time, Ji Jintang suddenly stretched out his hand like a dangerous trigger, and countless weapons appeared, blocking the flying blades.

He has already merged with Zaiwu!

The bow of the Buddha statue was deeper, and the trident was already hanging above their heads.

Ji Jintang's appearance became more and more clear, with countless wounds on his body, dripping with blood from the stabbing.

"You hurt Ah Qi."

This soft whisper is like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.

Deep malice enveloped Fu Wanqing's body, and the arms of one of the Buddha statues suddenly fell to the ground because they couldn't bear the weight of these weapons.

Ji Jintang fought back too much!

Not only Fu Wanqing, but he and Ji Jintang will also be crushed under the Buddha statue.

Fu Wanqing came to his senses at this moment, and released the protective props at this moment to block the falling arm.

Too dangerous.

Yin Changxia and Fu Wanqing broke out in a cold sweat.

Looking at Ji Jintang's appearance, he still stared at Fu Wanqing with his dark eyes, as if he didn't think about the consequences.

Yin Changxia: "He won't do anything to me! It was just a joke!"

Fu Wanqing: "Even if you tell him that, he will..."

Yin Changxia: "Shut up!"

Fu Wanqing: "..."

However, what he didn't expect was that the core of the game really didn't continue to work.

Fu Wanqing was extremely surprised, completely unable to understand the current situation.

Yin Changxia's heart was pounding: "The current Jintang has become a danger trigger. Whenever he senses danger, he will be awakened and then attack with all his strength."

If it wasn't for Fu Wanqing's strong self-control ability, waking up from impulsiveness and taking out the highest level of protective equipment just now, I'm afraid all of them would be crushed under the Buddha statue.

Fu Wanqing looked at this scene with lingering fear: "This... will make people impulsive."

Yin Changxia finally couldn't hold it anymore, and half-kneeled on the ground, and his hands fell powerlessly on the ground. A layer of cool water soaked the clothes on his hands, and outlined an extremely beautiful arc.

Ji Jintang withdrew his hand, and slowly turned his head to look at Yin Changxia.

"Ah Qi..."

However, when he just uttered the word, the hag came out from the shadows.

The hag is still holding a player in her hand. Most of her flesh and blood have recovered. She no longer looks like an old woman, but looks like a young girl.

But the hag only regained the flesh and blood of her head, her body still looked terrible.

Yin Changxia took a rough look and found that the skin on the hag's body was still shriveled, as if the skeleton had been separated from the skin, and it hadn't been filled at all. The skin was filled with flowing liquid, and the skin of her throat was hanging in mid-air, like A cock's jaw.

The hag stared at Yin Changxia with straight eyes: "It's really beautiful meat."

The player in her hand was already tasteless, and it was a pity to throw it away. The hag grabbed his hair, put it in front of her, stuck out her tongue and kissed him, injecting a lot of body fluid into his body.

"No no no!"

The man who was forcibly poured Guijin was trembling with fear, as if he had seen countless scenes like this, and he couldn't even resist.

The tongue reached the stomach along the esophagus, and he was full of pain and panic.

The hag laughed and let him go, part of the flesh was filled again, and some muscle texture was restored.

The player saw that his flesh was melting, like ice turning into water, he kept rubbing his body: "No! I don't want to die!"

However, in less than half a minute, he found himself skinny and skinny.

The man fell to the ground on the spot, his body twitched several times, and he gradually lost his breath.

The hag glanced greedily at Yin Changxia: "So you got this lantern."

Yin Changxia: "You are a bone..."

The call craftsman Airo?

The hag was like a lady, stroking her hair quietly, sad and sad.

"He is really a cruel person. He said that he doesn't remember those things. After the reincarnation, the relationship is over, so he let me go."

"This is clearly a lie! Which strange soul reincarnated in the ghost town can't remember the previous life?"

"He wants to blend into the ghost town? And he started making Buddha statues to suppress us? I just want to see him ruined!"

"Hee hee hee, I purposely brought things in front of him to entice him to continue making those gadgets. He won't refuse. He has endured for three full years for his darling wife."

"As expected..." The hag laughed tremblingly, "He was like a man possessed, and started to shut himself up without drinking or eating. The first person to find out about this was actually his wife."

Yin Changxia: "Then Xu Jiao..."

Hag: "Isn't that his wife's personal maid?"

Yin Changxia: "..."

The hag was full of helplessness: "Unfortunately, at that time he had already made a Buddha statue, and he caused me to be suppressed by the Buddha statue. I didn't see his later fate. But I heard that he was wiped out all over the house? Well, well, this is his betrayal." Our end."

These souls are called different souls.

Violating the rules, and because of a momentary greed, he can only be reincarnated in the body of his relatives.

In the first reincarnation, you can only live for 30 years, and then it will be halved, and then halved again, until all relatives are dragged down and wiped out.

If you don't want to drag your loved ones down, you have no option to reincarnate, you can only become a ghost, wandering in the ghost town forever.

Yin Changxia finally understood the ins and outs of Guai Tan II.

He started to cough uncomfortably in his throat, and felt a little melancholy in his heart.

Yin Changxia doesn't think that the craftsman is telling a lie. Maybe the craftsman is really a heretic in the strange soul. If the memory really remains, no matter how much love he has, he can't help the rest of the people to suppress the strange soul, let alone pay his own efforts. sincere.

Yin Changxia: "The heads on the execution platform are..."

The hag shed tears: "Of course they are our parasitic relatives after reincarnation."

Speaking of this, the hag didn't want to say much, she looked at Yin Changxia excitedly as if she changed her face: "But I have thought of another way to survive in the world, your flesh is so good, so beautiful."

The hag's laughter filled the entire weapon mound, and the eardrums began to hurt from the sharpness.

Countless ghosts slammed into them, without giving any room to fight back.

The unformed core of the game began to be closely connected with Guai Tan II, and a slight change gradually occurred in it, the execution platform before has appeared in the distance!

Yin Changxia became weaker and weaker. If the loading and docking was not completed, his physical strength would be unable to hold on.

Fu Wanqing: "Damn it!"

He supported the protective props, unable to separate his hands to deal with the hags outside, so he had to pin his hopes on Yin Changxia: "Can you stand up? If you don't fight back..."

Yin Changxia was short of breath, trying to prop up his body: "I understand."

Gotta get up, gotta get up!

Yin Changxia scolded himself in his heart, his fingernails were deeply embedded in his palm, and he forced himself countless times.

In fact, he had a high fever even if he was not in the docking state, and the docking with the object only exacerbated his physical condition...

At the time of the crisis, Yin Changxia's eyes suddenly lit up with a cloud of blue will-o'-the-wisps, one cluster after another, gradually forming a circle, blooming in his world.

The heart felt like being hit hard.

Is it Zong Tan?