Chapter 218: The Battle between Demons

The four people were divided into two groups. Kirishima Yuming went to the blizzard ghost cave alone, while Xiang Shengnian and Jingtang Xun followed Cao Yang into the ghost cave of Baime Demon.

Of course, this is not a division based on strength, but Kirishima Miaki is used to acting alone, and Cao Yang has a certain understanding of Hyakumeki himself, so he made such a decision.

"The ghost den has split, and it's hard to say whether Liu Yin succeeded or failed. But from what I can see now, the possibility of failure is greater, otherwise the two ghosts should have started to merge into each other as puzzle pieces."

Xiang Shengnian opened fire with all his might and used Ghost Cutting to split open the ghost den of Baimegui. Correspondingly, Baimegui, as the source, also had to bear the damage brought by Ghost Cutting.

"found it."

Jingtang Xun exclaimed, and everyone's eyes instantly focused on the terrifying ghost.

Densely packed eyes of different sizes, a gorgeous but somewhat worn-out retro kimono, and that dark purple sword.

However, after seeing the devilishness of Kirishima Miaki, Cao Yang always felt that this katana should be more suitable for him, giving people a feeling of graduation in appearance.

The Blood River Ghost Den has recovered halfway, which is not enough to completely suppress the Hundred-Eyed Ghost. Otherwise, Cao Yang would never choose to risk his life and run to the evil ghost's home ground to deal with the ghost. Under normal circumstances, this would be a very stupid behavior.

However, at this moment, before the few of them could take any action, the surroundings were instantly enveloped by a thick darkness. This darkness was extremely strange and directly blocked the five senses of the three people present.

They could not see, touch or hear anything. They were completely lost as if they had fallen into a void. A biting coldness was corroding their entire bodies. The invaded parts instantly became stiff and numb, as if they were filled with lead.

If there is someone outside the ghost den at this time, he will definitely find that the ghost den of the Hundred-Eyed Demon is different from before.

At the beginning, the main color of Baimugui's lair was scarlet. Every time a new head grew, the gray in the scarlet became more intense.

But now, the entire ghost cave is very different from before. First of all, the color has changed from the original scarlet to scarlet in the center, grayish white around, and black on the outside.

These three colors are clearly layered, very similar to the structure of the eyelids, whites of the eyes and pupils of the human eye.

Not only that, the shape of the ghost den has also changed. The core area is spherical, and the two sections are narrow linear extensions, like a giant eye!

But at this moment, the eye was closed, and Cao Yang and others inside the eye naturally felt lost.

Fortunately, none of the three of them are weaklings and can resist the spiritual invasion of the Hundred-Eyed Demon.

Cao Yang's body is flowing with blood that has the ability to suppress the supernatural. He has a strong resistance to the supernatural invading himself, but the feeling of being lost and separated also makes him uncomfortable.

Xiang Shengnian had a life lamp, and although he was deprived of his five senses, he still had some perception of his life lamp. But the red light could not dispel the darkness, and the paper lantern floating in the air turned black and blue from the bottom, like the color of stone.

"It's not good. I don't know if Mr. Cao and Jingtang can handle it."

Xiang Shengnian muttered to himself.

On the other hand, Jingtang Xun's situation was not very optimistic. His own strength was not that strong, and now facing the Hundred Eyes Demon after several rounds of growth, it was already very good that he was not killed instantly. However, with the life lamp given to him by Xiang Shengnian, he could still hold on.

After about three minutes, the darkness receded like a tide, and the five senses that had been deprived of the three people gradually returned. Cao Yang was fine, and Xiang Shengnian and Jing Tangxun also withstood the first round of attacks with the help of their life lanterns.

"The Hyakumeki has undergone another change that I was not aware of. This kind of growth can already be called an S-level supernatural event that could destroy a country."

Cao Yang rubbed his temple. It was not a pleasant feeling to lose his five senses for a few minutes. If this continued, he would probably be the only one who would survive to the end. Then it would be a joke for him to go deep into the ghost temple to rescue these people.

However, the growth of the Hundred Eyes Demon was beyond Cao Yang's imagination. As soon as the first wave of attacks faded, the second wave of attacks suddenly arrived. The clothes were torn bit by bit, but Cao Yang still had a blue-gray cloth on his body. This cloth really showed its weirdness at this moment: although the outer clothes were torn, Cao Yang himself was not affected at all, as if this cloth was a golden bell iron cloth shirt that absorbed all the attacks.

Xiang Shengnian and Jing Tangxun also had to respond hurriedly. Cracks began to appear on their paper lanterns and their faces became very ugly.

"Mr. Cao, do you have any good ideas? We can't always think about how to resist the attacks of ghosts. Humans have limits, but ghosts don't."

Jingtang Xun turned his head. The pain that was tearing his life apart made his face turn red and purple, as if he was about to suffocate.

"The Tearing Curse, this should be the spiritual power that Liu Yin has mastered. Could it be that he has successfully controlled the Hundred-Eyed Ghost?"

Cao Yang did not respond to Jingtang Xun's question, but snatched the Guiqie from Xiang Shengnian's hand, and with one cut, he directly opened another huge crack in the ghost den.

"So what's the price?"

The blue-gray cloth was squirming madly, and the threads that looked like human skin were gradually penetrating into Cao Yang's body made of ghost flesh.

ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Nothing happened.

No, Bu Yi's body twitched even more violently, almost as if a strong wind was blowing.

"Common people have isolated all the costs?"

Cao Yang was a little confused. He had some guesses about the real role of Bu Yi, but now was not the time to delve into it. One minute should be the limit that Xiang Shengnian and Jing Tangxun could hold on. At least now he still had time to help them.

"laugh--!"

A handful of green flames rose up, then expanded in an instant. The ghost candle burned out instantly, and the attacks on the two were finally offset.

"Tear, twist, and there should be replacement, but replacing identities should require some special medium. The evil ghost should not be able to replace himself freely like Liu Yin to escape danger. After all, the evil ghost's use of his own supernatural powers is still at a very superficial level. Only ghost masters will take the initiative to develop their own supernatural powers."

The three of them survived the second round of attacks safely, and Cao Yang also roughly understood the real use of common people.

"We have to take the initiative. No one can guarantee that they can survive several rounds of attacks. I am here to deal with evil spirits, not to seek a fight."

At this moment, Cao Yang moved.

There was a method that he had never used before. It was a method he accidentally mastered during a previous sparring match with Ye Zhen. Even Cao Yang now has not understood or developed it in depth, but now is the time.

"The Ghost Den is the home ground of the ghosts. It is too difficult to gain an advantage here. Only by returning to my home ground can I possibly defeat the Hundred-Eyed Ghost. Although the Blood River Ghost Den has not yet fully recovered, I still have another method."

This incomplete river of blood began to surge again, and countless pale, swollen hands stretched out from the water, as if they wanted to drag everything they could grab into the river of blood and drown them completely.

Suddenly, a green light flashed, and an ancient bronze sword pierced through five or six palms in succession, one of which even belonged to a real evil spirit. Thanks to the existence of the palms, the bronze sword did not sink into the blood river, but was fixed on the water surface relying on these palms.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost den belonging to the Hundred-Eyed Demon began to shrink rapidly, and a dim and murderous atmosphere was quickly spreading across the entire area.

(End of this chapter)