The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 239 The Terrible Monster of the Republic of China
"boom--"

A dull heavy blow sounded, and Wen Zhong was knocked away by this invisible force without any surprise, and fell steadily into the old grave that was washed and cracked by the rain.

He was already very careful, the bloodshot ghost pupils were always on, and he was always alert to the movements around him. He was confident that it was absolutely impossible for ghost pupils to be blocked by ghost pupils.

But the fact was before his eyes, he was once again sent flying by this invisible force, and Ghost Tong didn't even notice the slightest movement.

It was as if something that did not exist in this world was attacking him.

Not only that, the moment Wen Zhong was knocked into the air, Wen Zhong felt that the ghost fungus flowing in his body seemed to have stagnated, as if it had disappeared from his body, without any movement.

The two invisible attacks just now almost killed Wen Zhong. This kind of attack is almost an unsolvable ability before it is cracked, because there is no trace of this kind of attack.

It was as if his body and consciousness were about to be shattered, excruciatingly painful.

"What kind of spiritual attack did he use, so that I didn't even notice it. This kind of attack seems simple, but the things revealed are quite scary."

In order to verify his conjecture, Wen Zhong's figure disappeared in place. Although Huangquan was at a disadvantage in the confrontation, he was still able to open Huangquan to transfer.

It's just that the range that his ghost domain can cover has become smaller to the extent visible to the naked eye, and can barely cover half of the cemetery.

That's enough.

When Wen Zhong's figure reappeared, it was already in the blind spot of Su Changguang's line of sight, and the ghost hand raised it straight to Su Changguang's neck and twisted it.

In an instant, the whole space became distorted, and even Su Changguang's body became a little distorted, and even a slight sound of bones being twisted and broken could be heard.

"boom--"

There was another dull pounding sound, but this time he was not sent flying.

Wen Zhong only felt that his body was cold, and a terrible spirit invaded his body, and his whole body became a little shriveled, as if his bones had been extracted, leaving only a piece of skin still standing.

"What is this……"

Wen Zhong seemed to have even his consciousness taken away, his thinking began to become a little dull, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Not far away, Su Changguang turned his head and stared fixedly at Wen Zhong, with a hint of sternness in his indifferent eyes, raised his hand and waved again, suddenly the whole cemetery was filled with gloomy winds and the temperature dropped sharply.

Blown by this cloudy wind, Wen Zhong's body was smashed into another relatively intact old grave, and the tombstone engraved with Wen Zhong's name also moved there strangely.

This time, it turned out to be to bury Wen Zhong alive in this old tomb. The surrounding grave soil mixed with cold rainwater accumulated on Wen Zhong's body little by little, trying to bury him thoroughly.

There was only a piece of skin left on his body, facing this spiritual erosion, he was unable to resist for a while.

I can only let the grave fall down and bury myself.

"Damn it, this Su Changguang's strength is too strong. The supernatural means on my body is like meeting a nemesis. He plays with him in the palm of his hand. I have to think of other ways..."

Wen Zhong lay quietly in the old grave, he did not resist.

As more and more graves piled up, Wen Zhong's body was also more and more severely eroded by this spirit, and even the ghost pupils that had been open between his eyebrows were closed at this moment.

In less than a minute, the old tomb was completely filled, and the tombstone stood on the top of the tomb. If you lit another stick of incense, it would be a real tomb.

Suddenly, a deep and rich gray light appeared on the old grave, and upon closer inspection it was a spot of mildew.

At this moment, the mildew spots quickly began to spread on the old grave, and bit after bit of mildew spots filled the gaps in the old grave.

Soon, this old grave made of loess turned into a moldy pile exuding a strong musty smell. Under the washing of the cold rain, the mold was brushed off from time to time and spread towards the surroundings.

This is a kind of spiritual invasion, and the ghost of the ghost fungus in turn suppressed the ghost of this old grave. Although we don't know how Wen Zhong did it, there is no doubt that it is impossible to bury him with the old grave alone.

"That's right, you are able to fight against a tomb of the cemetery owner at this age, you youngster do have the capital to be proud of."

Su Changguang looked at all this with a blank face, but just stood in the distance and waved his hands at the smelly pile of mold.

In an instant, this dark gray mold pile looked like a faded photo, and immediately, it turned back into an old yellow grave, and the mold spreading around was also gathered into the old grave.

silence.

There was no movement in the old grave, and Wang Muyou was also lying motionless in another old grave.

From the looks of it, the outcome has already been decided.

Su Changguang took the lantern and was about to walk to Wang Muyou's old grave, but at this moment, there was a sound of the old grave cracking behind him. It stands to reason that this is the grave soil and there would be no such sound at all. sounded.

However, he heard this voice very clearly, as if it came from his ears.

"Well, what tricks does this young man have?" Su Changguang frowned.

I only heard another "hiss -" sound, and the old tomb split in two. At this moment, the old tomb seemed to be the upper and lower eyelids of an eye, still slightly opening and closing.

And in the middle of the old grave, there was a group of dark gray moldy calluses, like an eyeball, staring at Su Changguang firmly.

"So it turns out that you, a young man, have been eroded by spirits more seriously than I imagined, but that's it, and it will be the last time when I make a move next time." Su Changguang glanced at Wen Zhong, the corners of his mouth slightly raised , showing a smile.

As soon as the words fell, a footprint appeared on the muddy path next to the old grave.

This footprint seems to have always existed here, simple and old, even if it is washed by rain, it has not deformed in the slightest.

The footprints began to spread towards the old grave, and soon, the entire old grave was covered with footprints, and then, the old grave began to be covered by yellow gravel at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even if a gap is torn open by Ghost Eye again, the grave soil can react immediately and cover up the gap completely. These grave soil seem to be endless, filling up this old grave all the time.

This is a different kind of confrontation, Wen Zhong's ghost fungus is almost completely buried by this old grave.

"Damn it, I can't go on like this. I will be completely buried by this old grave sooner or later. Wait, if this ghostly place can be considered a world, then I may have another hole card to use."

(End of this chapter)