Chapter 266

A familiar voice came from behind him. Hong Zhenrong turned back with some joy. Although what he saw was a corpse, ghosts cannot speak, and he had already recognized the other party's identity -

Taichu, pray for destiny.

"It seems that you have confirmed the identity of the old ghost, so what are your ideas next?"

the corpse asked.

Qi Ming gave the corpse the identity of a ghost, and the ghost was code-named "Back to Back". The evil ghost would appear behind the person who triggered the rule, and then instantly invade and take over the living person's body. The degree of horror was not very high.

"Ideas? What ideas can I have? That's the Chakravartin, a being on the same level as Elder Lu. And as we all know, ghost riders can't use all the supernatural powers of evil spirits. Only ghosts can do that. Resurrected ghost riders may not be more dangerous than they were when they were alive, but their level of terror will definitely increase dramatically."

Hong Zhenrong said with a wry smile, and at the same time he had something else in his heart that he hadn't said:
"Even if Hong Liuping is alive, the five of them may not be able to deal with him because their strength is simply not on the same level."

"That's true. But the current Wrongful Death City is different from the past. Several outsiders have broken in, including two captains from the headquarters, who are stronger than either of us."

Qi Ming said.

"Captain? It seems that we have been away from society for so long, and the changes in the real world have exceeded our imagination."

Hong Zhenrong pretended to be relaxed when he spoke, but in fact, he was not feeling well. Once upon a time, Xiantian Wutai was undoubtedly the best among the ghost riders of the same generation, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was far ahead.

But now, times have changed. I am not standing still, but I haven't made any progress either. I have been surpassed by others.

"You're still in the mood to chat, it seems the situation isn't that bad."

At this time, the young man with the Tai Chi diagram under his feet appeared. His name was Qin Bansheng, and he was the last of the Five Innate Tais - Tai Chi.

The supernatural powers he possesses are quite consistent with his title: Tai Chi Yin and Yang, a dual-attribute ghost den, and he can even achieve reversal to some extent.

"When we separate, we are still an old ghost. When we gather, we are still an old ghost. It seems that this Wheel King is a calamity that we cannot escape."

Qin Bansheng's face did not show any difficulty. The Yin-Yang Ghost Den could help him offset the erosion brought by the Wheel King Ghost Den, so he could move freely and even accurately identify the direction in the ghost den.

"boom!"

However, at this moment, a loud noise interrupted the communication between the three people. Hong Zhenrong turned around and found that a bridge had completely passed through the wooden house. The crowded souls rushed into the small wooden house like mad beasts. The sound just now was the sound of the wooden door being trampled.

The next moment, Qi Ming saw Cao Yang holding Kong Wang in one hand and coming to his side in a few flashes.

"Does the ghost that exists in reality think it can stop me who does not exist in reality?"

Cao Yang threw Kong Wang down, and then disappeared instantly. This Wheel-Turning King had good stuff all over his body, and Cao Yang was jealous and even wanted to take advantage of him.

"The wooden scepter must be a good thing. We must find a way to get it."

"Courtesy, ghost den, unknown wooden tablets, six ghost bridges connecting the spiritual world and reality, countless ghosts. I can only say that he is worthy of being a ghost rider from the Republic of China. This background may not be matched by the two captains combined."

Cao Yang stood there, looking with interest at the old corpse in front of him, who was wearing a long robe and had a short beard.

The old corpse put his hands together, and the wooden hu, which was about 50 to 60 centimeters long, was slightly bent. The old corpse's waist was also bent a little bit. This ghost from the Republic of China period was bowing to Cao Yang! In the domestic tradition, elders bowing to the younger generation will damage their virtue and even shorten their life span. Obviously, in the judgment of the evil ghost, everyone is a junior.

The attack from the Chakravartin came suddenly, but Cao Yang escaped into the blood river in the first moment.

At the same time, Cao Yang's counterattack had also been launched. The river of blood was surging. Although it could only barely submerge the old corpse's calves, it was enough.

The surface of the blood river reflected the figure of a dead and terrifying evil ghost. The ghost instantly stepped on the old corpse's back. The double pressure made the old corpse's waist bend even more, like a mature wheat ear waiting to be harvested in an autumn rice field.

However, this also helped the old corpse to complete the process of bowing and bowing in disguise. Huge waves suddenly rose on the blood river, and those hands that stretched out of the water rotted, broke, and then sank into the blood river.

At this moment, a green light suddenly flashed on the water surface. The next moment, the old corpse's two palms along with the wooden scepter fell into the blood river at the same time and were completely submerged.

However, the real horror of the old corpse goes far beyond this. A stone bridge covered with moss, revealing desolation and ruin, extends abruptly. The souls on the stone bridge squeeze forward and sink into the blood river one after another like dumplings, or are dragged into the water by the second wave of palms.

"boom--!"

Another bridge connected here, a narrow and dilapidated wooden bridge. A piece of wood extended from the darkness of the ghost den and was inserted into the blood river.

The ghosts on this bridge are even more bizarre. They are all animals, including chickens, ducks, cows and sheep. But without exception, these animals exude a cold aura, their bodies are stiff, and their steps are slow, like zombies.

Soon after, the third bridge also invaded. It was a jade bridge that was as black as ink and yet somewhat crystal clear, but the people walking on the bridge were real ghosts!

"Black Jade Wind Chime!"

Yes.

The pitch-black jade bridge and the wind chime that the ghost peddler had traded to Cao Yang were made of the same material and came from the same ghost.

"No, the Jade Bridge is just an evolution of the ghost cave. It is essentially a means to connect the supernatural and reality."

Indeed, six bridges had invaded and were intricately built on the Blood River. This did not make people feel that there was anything wrong, after all, bridges should appear above the river.

But Cao Yang soon discovered the complexity of these bridges - they were meant to guide people.

Many evil ghosts and ghost slaves have sunk in Cao Yang's blood river, but these six bridges are attracting the ghosts in the blood river to walk out of the blood river and step onto the ghost bridges.

"No, this is wrong. The Blood River itself already has the dual suppression of ghost blood and water ghosts. It is impossible for ordinary ghosts to break free of the suppression and walk onto the ghost bridge."

Theory is theory, but the supernatural never makes sense. The six ghost bridges in the ghost den of the Wheel King really moved the ghosts in the blood river, even the ghost slaves, in an incomprehensible way.

"Wow——!"

One by one, the ghost slaves stood up from the blood river and walked towards one of the bridges with stiff movements.

Although they were ghost slaves, the scene was orderly and there was no crowding. It seemed as if someone had divided the ghost slaves into groups behind the scenes.

"Old man, let me see your memory"

(End of this chapter)