Sunken Fish and Luoyan Club.

On a long corridor with pine walls, the door at the end was being destroyed. The tip of the knife stabbed out from the door panel first, and then the blade moved and chopped down from top to bottom.

Split the heavy wooden door in two.

The shattered door hit the floor, causing the clumps of thin bamboo barriers on both sides of the corridor to tremble.

Three broken figures flew out from inside together, hit the vermilion railing, and fell into the dance floor downstairs.

Not long ago, there were beauties singing and dancing here, but now it is deserted, and even Tang An, who led the way, is missing.

It seems like everything before was just a dream.

After the bubble burst, the entire building where the club was located was as silent as a dead person.

Obviously, all this was prepared in advance.

This stage tonight has the mission of being a battlefield.

Wu Ming noticed Zhang Xianguang on the first day he wandered in front of his house, but he didn't choose to take action until that day.

So no matter how terrifying Zhang Xianguang, a ghost master who has lived for more than eighty years, is.

It was impossible to just walk out of the club door casually this evening.

Today's Chen Yu Luo Yan Club has gathered together a monster-like and indescribable family!

In the center of the dance floor, Wu Ming stood proudly with his upper body naked, and beside him stood a fierce ghost with teeth and claws.

Among these evil ghosts, some were cut in half and twisted to one side before disappearing.

The rest is still terrifying.

And the number of horrors is still rising.

The muscles on his muscular back bulged, and with the rhythm of the muscles, the various ghosts tattooed on his skin twisted together, as if they were soaked in the magma of hell, and howled silently.

Thick black smoke was like hot air, evaporating continuously from this ghost hell picture, and outlines into fierce ghosts in mid-air, standing next to Wu Ming again.

This is his ability.

With the help of [Skin Disease], he perfectly controlled [Ghost Tattoo], and all the ghosts tattooed on his body became his most loyal soldiers.

Will charge into battle with his will.

Judging from the back, this is an old man in his sixties. He is clearly the dark king who controls all the fierce ghosts in hell.

So the first time Zhang Xianguang met him, he praised him for taking good care of himself. This was not a compliment, but the man in front of him was indeed a young man.

In the conflict with Zhang Xianguang just now, Wu Ming commanded a group of ghosts to attack, which was extremely terrifying and directly tore this top ghost master into pieces.

But after Zhang Xianguang died, the man and the knife rotted away together, leaving nothing behind.

Then immediately the ghost realm invaded, and another Zhang Xianguang who looked exactly the same, holding an old machete, walked out of the ghost realm.

Only then did the three people get careless and were chopped downstairs with a knife.

"It's a very interesting ability. It can actually make multiple copies of itself. Old Wu, I'll call the ghost on his body over later and sew it onto his back for you."

Yi Yue said calmly.

Standing next to a man who is as majestic as a ghost king, she is no less impressive in terms of momentum.

In Zhang Xianguang's original destiny, he dared to fight five captains by himself, and even threatened to kill Yang Jian.

There is no doubt about its power.

Yi Yue was his main target. In the battle in the private room just now, he withstood most of the supernatural attacks.

Among the five fatal sword rays, three were directed at her.

Under the interplay of swords and lights, his head was chopped off almost instantly, and his body was chopped into several sections.

But in such a conflict, she can still stand here gracefully and motionless, which shows how powerful she is.

For this family, the head, heart, etc., have long ceased to exist as fatal weaknesses. Even if the ghost on the body is cut off, it doesn't matter.

Yi Yue, who contracted the [Death Plague], was almost condensed with death, secreting a large amount of black liquid continuously during the battle.

This black slime has many benefits.

The moment Zhang Xianguang's sword passed by, dense black threads poured out of Yi Yue's wound, like surgical threads to suture the wound, and like long worms crawling under the rotten soil, connecting the two broken torso.

Together.

In an instant, her broken body was restored to its original state.

And as time went by, black liquid continued to drip from her glamorous [red wedding dress], extending along the crystal glass floor, evaporating the haze of death.

These hazes shrouded this space, violently colliding with the [Ghost Realm] secretly brought by Zhang Xianguang.

Behind them stood their daughter Wu Luo, who had also been stabbed. The huge incision extended from the center of her eyebrows to her lower abdomen.

But to her, it wasn't even a wound.

There was no blood flowing out of the cracked opening at all, and layers of sarcoma could be vaguely seen rolling inside, with pus overflowing and quickly filling the gaps.

Given her ability to promote the mutation of [Ghost Coffin], she cannot be killed so easily.

"You guys are pretty good if you can fight me to this level, but that's all you can do."

One after another, Zhang Xianguang walked out of the private room step by step, carrying a big knife.

This is close to the ability to restart indefinitely.

Even the supernatural weapons in the hands of the caster can be copied.

It is one of Zhang Xianguang's most terrifying abilities.

A total of five Zhang Xianguangs came out one after another and stood in front of the railings overlooking the family. Their ghostly eyes swept over the three of them one by one and said coldly:

"I can appear again and again, but you are no match for me at all. Surrender. If you are willing to hand over the [Red Wedding Dress], I can forget about it and just... leave... go...

"

Puff puff!!

The sounds of flesh and bone being pierced were heard one after another, and bone spurs as pale as the moon suddenly fell from the sky, directly piercing through the five Zhang Xianguangs, interrupting his words.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of penetration from Tianling Gai to the sole of the foot should have killed five Zhang Xianguang in an instant, causing him to start the next round of restarts.

But due to the special nature of these five bone spurs, the restart was interrupted.

Zhang Xianguang's life, consciousness, and the ghost on his body were temporarily fixed at this moment.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As for the source of the bone spurs, Wu Xi hung upside down at the top of the corridor and shouted: "Stop it, stop it, it's really troublesome, Wu He, please hurry up.

, I can’t hold on for long.”

"I know, I know......"

Beside the vermilion railing, a transparent figure was outlined out of thin air. Wu He appeared here in response, reaching out to grab one of the five Zhang Xianguangs, using it as a medium for sensing.

As a member of the monster, his disease abilities are concealment and induction.

Just now, Wu Xi was able to hide for so long without being discovered, thanks to his ability. Now that Zhang Xianguang is immobilized, his second ability to sense the location of all existences will naturally come in handy.

Weird power circulated, and an invisible thread spread out from the derivative Zhang Xianguang, connecting to his body.

Wu He's consciousness followed the thread in the process and quickly sensed the information he needed.

The whole family cooperates seamlessly, and the superposition of various strange abilities will produce a qualitative change. Even a top ghost master like Zhang Xianguang will be capsized when he encounters them.

"It's really amazing to be able to reappear again and again after death. Normally ghost masters would really be consumed by you, but you have offended the wrong person..."

On the dance floor, Wu Ming, who controlled the ghosts, looked at the five dead Zhang Xianguang and said coldly: "Xiao He, have you found it? How long will it take? I will personally take off his sword and head in a while."

"I found it, I found it, it's so hard to find... It's strange, this person actually has two entities, one seems to be in a certain oil painting, but the supernatural interference is too strong, I can't see clearly."

"The other one is in a hotel in Dachang City. This person is really interesting. He does not exist in reality and needs light as a medium to appear. I will take you to find him now... Eh

, wait, second brother! Second brother is here, why is he here? He also found Zhang Xianguang..."

Wu He shouted loudly.

...

In a hotel room, Zhang Xianguang stood in the center of the room, motionless. There were oil lamps hanging in five places in front, back, left, right and above his head.

These oil lamps are very strange. When burning, they pour out a dim and dim light. The light is hazy and blurry, like a section of moonlight leaking from hell, which is strange and unpredictable.

Along with the swaying firelight, a faint corpse smell filled the air.

"What a weird family. I didn't realize before that even such a young child is a ghost master. But it's too naive to want to interrupt my ability to restart."

Under the five lamps, Zhang Xianguang spoke lightly as if talking to himself.

As he spoke, on the floor near him, the five shadows reflected on the wall twisted and swayed, as if they were trying to break free from an invisible shackles.

After a while, the shadows who successfully broke free actually slowly broke away from the floor and wall and stood up.

This scene is very similar to Yang Jian's ghost.

But unlike the ghost shadow, Zhang Xianguang's shadow slowly faded away from its dark color after standing up, revealing its distinctive facial features, and transformed from a shadow into a real living person.
To be continued...