Mysterious Recovery: Confused World

Chapter 93 Zhang Dong's Concern

Habits are a terrible thing. For Ye Zhen in the past, it was absolutely impossible to tell others about his "embarrassing things".

But now Ye Zhen.

Mostly, it was almost enough to lose face in front of Wang Chaling, and the number of times he asked for help was only once or twice, and it didn't matter if he talked about "black history".

It took 1 minute to briefly explain what happened, especially highlighting the two key points of sneak attack and gang fight.

As for useful information, there is almost no information. Ye Zhen was coerced into this place by a group of ghosts, and he didn't even know where he first appeared.

"grandfather."

After the voice fell, the soul of the dead stepped forward, and the imaginary arm swept over the branch, and the branch that could hang Ye Zhen was cut off directly.

It is only selectively targeting a branch, and it is not directly attacking the whole tree. When facing Ye Zhen, the ghost of the branch represents all the ghosts around. For the externally independent spirit of the dead, the branch merely represents itself.

"Bang~!"

"Wang Wudi, at least tell me and let me make preparations." The ashen-faced Ye Zhen got up from the ground, and the branches and fallen leaves fell off his body in an instant. , flesh and blood gradually emerged and filled.

In just a few seconds, Ye Zhen's state returned to its peak, and the green leaves and branches on his body withered quickly, falling to the ground and turning into a puddle of sludge.

The moment the branch fell to the ground, Wang Chaling noticed that the ground under their feet was wriggling strangely. To be on the safe side, Wang Chaling didn't directly force the ground, and pulled Ye Zhen away from the wriggling ground.

In just a moment, the ground stopped wriggling, and the pool of mud disappeared, being swallowed by the ground. At the same time, the branches that had been cut off grew again and fell down.

"What does this mean? But it's okay, once you grow it, Ye will cut it once." After the words fell, a sword light swept across, carrying unparalleled power in the ghost domain.

Wang Chaling deliberately let Ye Zhen's attack go. He wanted to find a way out. Without any direction or target, this tree was the first target.

The surrounding branches seem to be alive at this moment. Several or dozens of branches are intertwined with each other to form tree balls of different sizes. , But if you break seven or eight tree balls, there is nothing you can do.

The severed branch fell to the ground, and soon, just like the previous situation happened again, the "rebirth" of the branch engulfed the spiritual object that fell on the ground again.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhen was even more angry. He swung the long sword in his hand and used various moves. In an instant, the dim tree was shrouded in the light of the ghost domain. This scene only lasted for 1 minute, and then returned to dim.

The broken branches were growing crazily, and the recovery speed was much faster than the breaking speed, and within a second or two, all of them recovered.

"It's almost enough, don't waste your energy." Wang Chaling put his hand on Ye Zhen's shoulder, preventing him from continuing to attack.

The point is that it is useless, the temptation has been tested, and it cannot be defeated at all, so there is no need for Ye Zhen to continue to waste his strength.

"Huh, damn it, if I can set a fire now, I will definitely burn this broken tree and turn it all into ashes. I'll see how it grows out." Ye Zhen said angrily.

Set fire to the tree?

That's a good idea.

But as soon as he had this idea, Wang Chaling discarded it directly. The supernatural flame on his body had already been discarded before. After all, the realized supernatural powers depended on deceiving ghosts and modifying ghosts to exist, and it was impossible to completely inherit the characteristics of the source supernatural powers. , It is okay to burn ordinary ghosts, but it is absolutely impossible to burn this tree full of ghosts.

"Go, go to the tree trunk, there must be a source for so many ghosts." Wang Chaling said, the dead souls opened the way ahead, cutting the blocking branches.

At the same time, pieces of wood floated on the ground, blocking the direct contact between the branches and the ground. Although this could not prevent the regeneration of the branches, it could at least delay the progress.

"Wang Wudi, what's the matter with this door on your back?" Along the way, Ye Zhen suddenly noticed the blood door on Wang Chaling's back. He had been cutting branches before, and now he "recovered".

"It's just a psychic item. You'd better not touch it randomly. If the things inside escape, I can't even escape myself. I have to fall into the hands of those ghosts." Wang Chaling warned.

Hearing this, Ye Zhen withdrew his outstretched hand, it was better for him not to touch things that even Wang Chaling could kill, as he would listen to persuasion sometimes.

Seeing this, a look of satisfaction flashed in Wang Chaling's eyes, and he emphasized the harmfulness of the Blood Gate, so as to prevent Ye Zhen from causing trouble if he couldn't help it.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

In order to get away from the Taiqing Palace, he took away none of the blood gate, gourd, and alchemy furnace. The blood gate was out of control, not to mention things in the depths. If the spirit is killed, Ye Zhen will face the same "Ye Zhen" who is also himself, and the end will probably be similar.

The two walked all the way. Although there were dead souls opening the way, they didn't know the specific direction, moved forward by feeling, and were attacked from time to time. It took them more than ten minutes to reach the tree trunk.

On the top of the dark tree trunk, faces are scattered, like tiny puzzle pieces, converging into an old, numb face. There is a huge cave under the tree, and the trunks standing upright on both sides resemble It is two thighs, thick branches extending towards the surroundings, like the arms of this big tree.

"It's really disgusting." Ye Zhen said with disgust. He has seen many terrifying and ferocious ghosts, flesh and blood, killing fields... Although these special ones are rare, they are not without exception.

But this tree is the first and only one that can arouse his inner malice and cause physical discomfort at a glance.

"Thinking about it from another angle, this is also a skill, isn't it? It is not a simple matter to directly seduce the feeling of ghost masters at our level before we have reacted." There are too many cloudy times, and Wang Chaling's focus is a bit strange.

"It's true, Wang Wudi, what should I say next, go directly, or?" Ye Zhen also discovered this problem, but he didn't directly expel this feeling.

"What can we say, we don't know anything, we don't even have any clues, so what else can we do besides going directly?" Wang Chaling said.

The voice fell.

The terrifying darkness spread, and the dead soul stepped forward, followed by Wang Chaling, surrounded by blue light, and many terrifying figures appeared behind him.

Ye Zhen's eyes shone with excitement, especially when he landed on the figures behind Wang Chaling: "As expected of Wang Wudi, he uses his own supernatural powers as a medium to manifest other supernatural powers. One person forms an army. They are much better than those younger brothers in my supernatural forum, and they can be with me all the time."

I was thinking how to find a ghost that could have a similar effect, but my hands were not slow. The moment the darkness touched the tree trunk, a sword light passed by Wang Chaling and "smashed" on the tree trunk. The dry bark gradually fell off under this powerful attack.

The faces on the top became more and more ferocious, and the subtle changes made the faces that were numb before become ferocious, as if they were suffering unspeakable pain.

Where the bark peeled off, foul-smelling sap flowed out continuously. The color was scarlet and the liquid was viscous, but it was completely different from blood. On the ground, strands of black lines gradually emerged.

"Ye Zhen, continue to cut at the place where the bark has not peeled off." Wang Chaling shouted, the bark has the effect of blocking the spirit, not strong or weak, it can be considered a trouble.

"Wang Wudi, your power looks very evil." Ye Zhen complained, the movement of his hands continued, and the continuous sword light bombarded the trunk, the bark couldn't stop falling off, and the juice started to flow wantonly .

As Ye Zhen continued to output, the darkness continued to spread upwards. Ye Zhen not only knocked off the bark, but also had spiritual damage caused by the ghost domain on the tree body. At this point in time, the spirit of the ghost king hidden under the power of the dead souls spread into the interior.

Although it is only a part of supernatural powers, ghost king supernatural powers, borrowing ghosts, and plague ghosts have something in common. The most intuitive thing is that as the number of supernatural powers increases, so does one’s own terror. To put it simply, it takes time to develop .

Undead, Wang Chaling, and Ye Zhen, the three parties jointly launched a spiritual attack, either to suppress or directly hurt, all buying time for the ghost king's spirit.

The surrounding branches became active, frantically rushing towards Wang Chaling, the big tree started to fight back, but the method was still stretching its hips.

"Ye Zhen, come to me." Wang Chaling said, and Ye Zhen immediately sank into the darkness, ignoring many terrifying figures, and walked to the side of the dead soul.

"The counterattack of counts has started, which means that our attack has reached a threshold. Then you continue to attack the places where my spirit is not covered, and save me some trouble. As for those branches, don't worry about it." Wang Cha Ling said, standing next to him were the dead souls of the first generation of the Wang family, with an illusory figure looming on his body, and two faces flashed across Wang Cha Ling's face from time to time.

Under the darkness as the surface, there is a diffuse blue light, the fusion of ghosts and ghosts, blocking the approach of the surrounding branches.

Not all branches of trees are like the ghost bodhi in the ghost temple, which can directly ignore the barrier of the ghost domain. The terror of this tree may be higher, but the direction of ability is obviously different.

"As long as we can seize about [-]% of the control power..." Wang Chaling is not greedy, what he wants is the way back, and to seek self-protection, not to pack up the whole tree.

The spiritual infestation is still continuing. Under the leadership of Wang Chaling, a generation of dead souls have completed superimposition. With the blessing of terror, the infestation speed is getting faster and faster.

The counterattack launched by the big tree, whether it is the branches or the ground swallowing, is completely useless in the face of such a terrifying force.

Not long after the dry bark peels off, the tree will grow back, but in this short period of time, black lines have already covered the trunk under the bark. In this case, it won't last long before being infected by spirits.

Wang Chaling signaled to the undead to ensure the safety of his consciousness, and immediately took the initiative to use the undead as a medium to communicate with the ghost king Lingyi inside the big tree,

In an instant.

Wang Chaling felt that his field of vision had expanded dozens of times, and everything around him was under his eyes. Under Wang Chaling's guidance, although not all of the crazy branches stopped, about one-tenth of them "obeyed" It violated Wang Chaling's will.

In addition to Dashu's part of the control, there is still a lot of information pouring into Wang Chaling's consciousness. This is the information Dashu has accumulated over the years, and he did not read it in a hurry.

The existence of supernatural beings is no different than others. Even without wisdom, some information can be recorded. It’s just a matter of how much information there is. In addition, some special methods or supernatural beings are needed to guide and perceive. Wang Chaling’s method is to use deceiving ghosts Synthesized with the modified ghost's supernatural powers, tampered with the ghost's consciousness, and directly consulted the information stored inside.

Ordinary ghosts, especially those who can move freely, because they have come into contact with too many things, even if Wang Chaling has a way, the information that can be traced back is very little, even just some fragmentary fragments.

Wang Chaling didn't dare to look back at the ghosts with a high level of terror, or those with a big background and free movement. For example, his own dead souls and ghosts controlled by him might be able to look back at the consciousness of some old monsters.

That is to say, special plant-like ghosts like Dashu generally do not move, are suppressed by supernatural powers, and do not get too much information from the outside world. In addition, Wang Chaling really has no choice, otherwise he would not be able to come into contact with this level of ghosts. Supernatural.

During the whole process, Wang Chaling seemed to be very careful. The stored information turned into an invisible navy blue cloth belt under the inexplicable spirit. Peeping, the middle section of the cloth belt is also covered by fog.

This can be regarded as a protection mechanism. Wang Chaling determined a threshold based on the strength of protection against consciousness after the overlapping of grandpa and grandma, as well as his own ability to resist the erosion of consciousness. There will be a mist to manifest, blocking Wang Chaling's peeping, so as not to cause some big troubles.

Although the effect is average, it is better than nothing.

On the navy blue cloth belt, Ye Zhen's face flashed away. Wang Chaling picked up that part. The past few days about Ye Zhen flooded into Wang Chaling's memory, but unfortunately, it was useless. It really appeared out of thin air under the coercion of a group of fierce ghosts. When it landed, it was under this tree. Wang Chaling had passed by that place before, and he didn't notice anything unusual.

"Ye Zhen's strength is a little weaker after all. It's not to kill him, but to simply change his position. There are too many ways." Wang Chaling's eyes flickered slightly, and he walked forward, ignoring his own judgment. Faces flitted across the tape.

In the end, Wang Chaling stopped in front of a young face. This person looked about 20 years old, less than [-] years old. He had a refined temperament and wore a robe from the Republic of China, like a teacher.

"Zhang Dong."

Wang Chaling murmured, reaching out to pick up the cloth belt.

at the same time.

In an unknown spiritual place, in a gloomy haunted house, the old man opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the Hanging Mountain, and flashed scenes in his eyes.

"I said before that he is a brave man, but this courage is a bit too much. Just relying on the two old ghosts of the Wang family, he wanted to take out the gate of the Taiqing Palace and boldly set foot in the supernatural power of that tree. .”

"Wang Chaling?" Meng Xiaodong, who was not far away, heard Zhang Dong's whisper, and asked curiously, "Did he go to that mountain?"

She has never been to that mountain, but she only heard about it from Zhang Dong, but she also knows the danger of that mountain. After all, it is a place that even Zhang Dong, who is in his prime and at the peak of his life, is a little afraid.

(End of this chapter)