RNP Chapter 170
Chapter 170
Li Ghost has the ability to arbitrarily switch between fantasy
and reality, and Chen Ye is taking advantage of this, wanting to
strip the funeral palace of reality, so as to get rid of the interference of the real time factor.
He didn't know if it would work, but he could only try.
Otherwise, he would have no room to resist the Burial God at all.
Meanwhile.
The superimposed ghost field is affecting the surrounding environment.
The funeral palace became a little illusory, like a mirage.
And Chen Ye and the rest of the things in it are also blurred.
The surroundings became dark.
Chen Ye's figure disappeared.
Until the surroundings are completely plunged into an abnormal space.
He found himself weakened by the distractions of time.
However.
On a level other than reality.
Chen Ye saw the true body of the burial god.
The source of what is under the black cover is actually here!
No wonder you couldn't see it before!
I thought that I would get rid of the danger temporarily, but I didn't expect to encounter a more terrifying situation!
Now, Chen Ye is facing the essence of the burial god.
One, incomparably terrifying weirdness.
The existence above the ghost.
Chen Ye wanted to go back, but he found that he couldn't leave.
Trapped in this illusory space.
He looked at the burial god...
What a look that looks like!
It seems to be embodied in the deepest fears of the human heart.
This terrible weirdness is enshrined by the living.
What it shows is what no one dares to face and is afraid of.
Change with fear.
A basic human body size, beyond that, the body is indescribably twisted.
A human head indistinguishable from a living person with closed eyes.
Three rotten dead heads behind him were suspended in the air, rotten flesh and blood hung on the face, half of the face skin was peeled off, and the disgusting eyeballs connecting the nerves were hanging outside.
Three dead heads, each with its neck stretched so long that it was like plasticine stretched to the limit.
It's like a balloon with a thread.
Causing three terrifying dead heads to shake strangely in the air.
At this moment, Chen Ye felt that his spirit was descending wildly.
His eyes were wide open, and his breathing was subconsciously rapid.
A sudden tingling pain in the heart.
It was as if it could not withstand the impact of such a strange shape.
Fortunately, his physique is a little higher than ordinary people, otherwise, after ordinary people see the so-called funeral god, they are afraid that they will immediately have a direct mental breakdown!
"Whew! ~Ha~"
Chen Ye breathed heavily.
The spirit became extremely tense.
Like a taut string, it has reached the extreme, and it is on the verge of breaking!
He actually directly attacked the Burial God first!
The supernatural power of the woman in white swept through instantly.
At the foot of the burial god, an ancient well emerged.
A pale ghost hand dragged the burial god into it.
There was a terrifying movement inside.
But not long after, the funeral god reappeared.
Chen Yeya gritted, and in the void space, a light rain began to fall.
Every drop of rain is filled with the strange spiritual power that belongs to the black umbrella.
The figure of the woman in white also appeared again, one, two, three! More and more, dense, people who look at it are also extremely numb.
"Come on, Funeral! If you have the ability, bury me here today!
Chen Ye's hoarse low roar was almost exhausted, he was not in his peak state.
Colliding with the Funeral God, he was not sure that he would survive.
A long-lost tremor emerged from the heart, making people restless.
The flow of blood increases.
The more he reached the edge of death, in addition to fear, Chen Ye would also give birth to madness and excitement that he would not normally have.
Not excitement.
But the whole person is trembling, a kind of adrenaline rushing trembling, difficult to control!
The next moment, countless women in white attacked the burial god.
A figure with a black umbrella approached the burial god in the rain.
Terrifying supernatural powers emerge.
The fierce collision erupted in an instant.
The illusion around them is fading.
The funeral palace is back to reality again.
"Huh... Ahem... Cutting off your head, it's not comfortable..."
Chen Ye smiled tremblingly.
On the ground not far away, a hideous dead head belonging to the Funeral God was festering and beating.
After all, the funeral god was still influenced by him.
And the price Chen Ye paid was also huge.
Both powerful ghosts were completely suppressed in the confrontation.
And himself.
Just see.
Chen Ye's appearance is aging rapidly.
The vitality is passing fast.
To bury God is to deprive him of his life.
And in this last moment.
He didn't care about anything else, but came to the center of the funeral palace, near the coffin.
"Yuting should be able to reach the level of a fierce god when she wakes up, I can also rest assured that I will not be bullied by other weirdness, but unfortunately I can't see that scene."
Chen Ye looked at the silhouette inside and smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"Life is not opportune, death can be the same coffin, it is enough."
Finally, Chen Ye climbed into the coffin, lay down next to Yang Yuting, and closed his eyes.
Right at this moment.
In the passage of the funeral palace.
Three majestic and tall figures walked step by step, like ancient generals.
Accompanied by a wistful chanting.
There seem to be countless people chanting religiously!
The whole funeral palace was shaking.
Go to the cold joy of performing the ritual of inviting the gods.
Came back.
A green figure full of oppression jumped out and directly knocked the funeral god away.
......