Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

Chapter 118 [The Unsolved Mystery of Red and White Collision], Living to Death
"Woc, my card!"

Realizing that the connection between his brain and [Ginghe Unsinkable Corpse] has weakened a lot, Chen Mang couldn't help but widen his eyes, and patted the wooden board on the watchtower vigorously.

Although this piece of [Ice River Unsinkable Corpse] is a transitional card he created recently and used as a material, it is only a purple-grade two-star, but it also involved a lot of his hard work and financial resources.

At this time, the link almost broke, and his mentality also exploded.

"Sure enough, none of the tasks arranged by the old ghost are easy to do. I really believe his evil!"

As he spoke, orange light bloomed in his eyes, and his eyes fell on the roof of an ancient house a few hundred meters away.

Not surprisingly, the year is on it.

"Although it's a bit embarrassing to use the card given by Bai Laogui on a high school student, but now I don't care so much. If I grind for a while, maybe the card will be snatched away."

Recalling the money he spent on [Ginghe Unsinkable Corpse], Chen Mang said with grief and indignation: "With that money, why don't I spend it on my beautiful sister?!"

As he spoke, a phantom appeared faintly behind him.

Its appearance is a bit like a common bug under stones and bricks - [rat woman], but the chest and carapace are covered with countless hideous, twisted faces with closed eyes.

It looks extremely weird, and it is also contrary to the aesthetics of ordinary people.

Chen Mang only glanced back: "I'll trouble you next, Human Face."

After finishing speaking, he opened his arms, stepped on the edge of the watchtower, and jumped into the sky.

And a human face on the phantom back armor behind him slowly opened his eyes at this time.

As a result, his body gradually "lightened", and he continued to lift up in a buoyant way.

Until it moved to a place where the red and white mist could not cover, it flew straight to the direction where the year was located.

"Good boy, the cards you made are really rogue."

Noticing that [Ginghe Unsinkable Corpse] was still continuously drawing spiritual power from his sea of ​​consciousness, but seemed to be possessed by a demon, and did not listen to his command, he couldn't help curling his lips, making a casual remark, and then speeding up his movement .

……

at the same time.

On the roof of the ancient house, Ji Nian was sweating profusely on his forehead, and slowly exhaled a foul breath.

The empty bottle of spiritual potion fell towards the ground along the wet tiles after the rain.

With a "bang", it fell to pieces.

"Where did this thing come from?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at "Baisha" who was moving slightly with the bumping of the coffin, with a complicated expression on his face.

At this moment, the turbulent sea of ​​consciousness in his mind kept reminding him that the guy in front of him was beyond his ability to bear.

It's just that the probability of being stuck is almost zero, and it's just temporarily joining the team, and it may be forced to leave at any time.

"Thinking about it carefully, the card panel does not emphasize what quality ghosts the red and white collision can attract."

"But according to common sense, the evil spirits that I can control at this stage are mainly concentrated at the level of blue products and below."

"After all, the cards all have a card master protection mechanism, which will automatically control the effect of the skill to prevent it from exceeding the card master's tolerance."

"In this case, it cannot be said that the red and white collision has no chance of attracting stronger ghosts, but the probability is very small."

"In other words, at the current stage, the probability of attracting a purple-grade evil spirit by a red-and-white collision is no higher than being struck by lightning..."

Ji Nian wiped the cold sweat streaming down his cheeks: "But it's the almost zero probability that I caught up. I don't know if it's luck or misfortune."

"wrong……"

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through Ji Nian's mind: "I'm only under the pressure of Zika now, but the consumption is still at the beginning... What's going on here?"

The puzzled Ji Nian had no choice but to turn his attention to the long street below, but his heart was a little confused.

After this experiment, his doubts about the [Red and White Collision] card in his heart increased instead of diminishing.

But what is certain is that the consumption of this card is really high.

In just a few minutes from the beginning to now, his mental power was almost exhausted, and there were layers of ghosts in front of his eyes.

If it wasn't for the mental potion, he would have passed out by now.

"Advanced card types such as domain cards, field cards, and legion cards are not for bronze card masters at all."

"The people from the provincial association don't know what's going on, they insist on using the field card as the competition standard..."

"Lao Fan, Lao Su, and Lao Xie really cooperated with them, and even arranged matching classes..."

The rapid loss of mental power made Ji Nian a little dizzy, and his thoughts were a little confused.

Fortunately, at this time, the battle is coming to an end.

The two teams of red and white, already carrying a rolling momentum, walked and danced, and surrounded Niu Chuang on the arch bridge.

The ancient street is narrow, which is only a relative term, but it is also tens of meters wide.

Although the arch bridge across it is small, it has a bridge deck of two to three hundred square meters, which is enough for two teams of evil spirits to toss.

"When the man is in the heart, the concubine is when the heart is broken."

"You know the feeling of grievance, it is not easy to meet and separate, and it is too late to repent now."

Ji Nian put down the suona, and repeated the old tricks. His voice was hoarse after exhaustion, adding a bit of charm.

Niu Chuang wielded the green-quality [Bloodflower Broadsword] vigorously, trying to make the last resistance.

But the paper figurines headed by the red and white teams trotted over at this moment, circling around him, throwing flower petals and paper money on his head.

Flower petals and paper money fluttered one after another, falling on his hood, knife handle and shoulders.

As thin as a wing but as heavy as a thousand catties, it made him breathless, and the big knife fell to the ground with a clang, leaving a shallow knife mark on the valuable stone pavement.

"Jun Yi recalled that the phoenix loved each other with its wings back then, but also wondered if the butterfly would bear the kindness of the other branch..."

The strange singing voice seemed to be close at hand, Niu Chuang raised his head reluctantly, and met the pair of lifeless eyes in the sedan chair.

The bride with a beautiful face and an overpowering country just stared at him quietly, and let out a sudden breath, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Bai Sha" also made a move at this time, and swept the white stick in his hand towards his face, the cold air pierced through the mask, making him stagger and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, a big hand with sharp and long nails supported him.

"thank you."

In his daze, he thanked almost instinctively.

But the next moment, he was dragged into the coffin by that big hand.

Hong Sha and Bai Sha looked at each other, and each commanded the teams to walk towards the opposite side.

Hong and Xi went straight to the place where the wild cat Laohuai and the pitch-black cold pool died, and gradually fell silent.

Bai and Sang walked towards the entrance of the ancient street and the dimly lit birthplace, looking for the smoke.

The depressing and frightening sounds of suona and opera singing also disappeared.

The rain breaks and the fog clears.

The ancient streets are quiet and the arched bridges are quiet, as if nothing happened.

"call."

Looking at the scene below, Ji Nian let out a breath of foul air slowly, ignored the dirt, and lay on his back on the tiles, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

A somewhat familiar voice sounded from the side at this time: "Yes, brother, this battle was fought beautifully."

　There is another chapter later, which is more important, and I will polish it later, and it may be published later, everyone forgive me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)