In the dark room, the terrifying ghost could be seen vaguely.

The cold atmosphere of the netherworld is raging, and various curses accumulated over an era on [Ghost Scissors] are woven here with terror.

These are far more weird than ordinary ghosts.

Even Wang Xiaoming, who was restrained in a chair, was affected.

It was as if a portal to the land of ghosts had opened in the darkness, and one after another, indescribable weirdness crawled out one after another.

It's like trying to fill up all this space.

There are at least five fatal curses approaching. If the ghost scissors don't stop, I will die in the next moment... Wang Xiaoming's bloodshot and indifferent eyeballs moved slightly, constantly judging the current situation.

But he actually has no fear of death.

All mortals are mortal.

Death is an inevitable day in life.

For Wang Xiaoming, this thing is like a vacation, he will not take the initiative to seek it.

But when the time comes, he will accept it calmly, close his eyes peacefully, and usher in eternal darkness and sleep.

I just want to do what I want to do well before I die.

"It actually keeps cutting...Wu Nai, it's really more difficult to deal with than a ghost. Try one last time. If this level of supernatural power can't hurt you, then you can only withdraw first..."

Fang Shiming roared, and some kind of terrifying supernatural power was reviving in his body.

The next moment, a strong smell of decay filled the air.

His hand holding the ghost scissors exerted force again, and the blade of the knife struck Wu Nai's neck hard in the photo.

when!!

It was obviously paper cutting, but in the silent darkness there was the sound of swords clashing, and supernatural power exploded.

Thick shadows covered the old and yellowed photos in Fang Shiming's hands.

At the same time, rotten and mutilated corpses walked up to Wang Xiaoming in the darkness.

The curse of mortality comes, and death follows.

My days on earth are over... Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief, watching the decaying corpses coming, his eyes calmly waiting for death.

He has fought the battles he must fight, and he has kept the paths he must keep.

Having reached this point, as an ordinary person, he was powerless.

Just at this moment.

Thousands of stars gathered like smoke in front of Wang Xiaoming's eyes, rising from the cold darkness like the void of the universe, and moving in a whirlpool in front of Fang Shiming.

Then a white and slender palm emerged from the whirlpool of clear light, cutting across the world in the shape of a knife.

This is the sharpest knife in the world.

It is like the Buddha with the angry eyes of Vajra drawing his sword, and wherever the palm passes, ghosts and gods will ward off all evils.

Together with Fang Shiming, the darkness and the ghost curse were all cut apart.

The world in his sight was cut into two pieces.

Along the flat knife edge that cracked in the darkness, a ray of pale light fell in from the office window and hit Wang Xiaoming's face.

There were layers upon layers of darkness, as if the mortal curse that gathered the terror of the heavens disappeared in an instant.

Ahhhh... Fang Shiming, the culprit, also cried out and broke into two pieces.

Survived... Wang Xiaoming's expression moved slightly.

He had already recognized the palm just now, it was Wu Nai's hand.

This mysterious boy has become stronger again.

"Fang Shiming, I warned you, but it's a pity that you didn't seize the opportunity. Now you still have a chance and can die easier. Tell me all the information you know..."

Wang Xiaoming said calmly: "Foreign organizations can't protect you, and they have never really accepted your ideas. You are just a pawn. After all, who can really trust someone who can even betray the motherland?"

Fang Shiming, who was broken into two parts, was lying on the floor. He raised his head slightly when he heard this, looked at this ordinary person and smiled coldly: "What do you know, Professor Wang, haven't you been curious about what cards I have against Wu Nai? You are very quick.

You will know, and you will not be disappointed..."

"Really, how to deal with my trump card? I really want to see it..."

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and with the creak of the door shaft, the delicate and handsome Wu Nai pushed the door open and walked in alone.

In the dark and depressing room, Wang Xiaoming whispered: "You are finally here. I suggest you kill this guy immediately. There is no need to take risks for some information. Let us discuss the next few things."

"It's too late, Wu Nai, don't even think about getting out after entering this room... [Captain] can take action!!" Fang Shiming, who was like a dead dog, suddenly roared crazily and summoned a medium out of thin air.

This medium is his trump card.

An illusory figure appeared on the medium, but it did not belong to any foreign ghost master, and it was not even human!

The pale and limp body, the slender limbs, and the huge, dark, hollow eyes... this was clearly an extremely terrifying ghost.

It stood on a dilapidated ghost ship that looked like a dead man's nails and hair, and its strange, empty and cold eyes fell on Wu Nai.

At this moment, it is the most terrifying hunter in the world!

"Power points: 600000.0!"

At the moment when the evil ghost manifested through the medium, the concentration of superpowers in the air skyrocketed, and a series of twisted characters flashed across Wu Nai's eyes while breathing.

"I can't believe it..."

Fang Shiming's hoarse voice was filled with pride: "You can't escape. The supernatural world is beyond the imagination of the world. You think you have climbed to a high peak and can overlook the world, but you don't know that you are just standing in front of the knees of a powerful ghost. Any

No one can escape such a terrifying existence, and the only way to survive is to surrender. I did not betray my country, but made a choice that everyone would make..."

While he was speaking, the ghost in the medium raised its pale and slender arm, stretched out its palm, and grabbed Wu Nai across the overlapping layers of time and space.

This ghostly hand seems to be holding the power of eternal silence, capable of sinking everything.

Before he was touched by this ghostly hand, he smelled an extremely sinister smell.

Being able to attack me through the medium... Wu Nai's eyes moved slightly. In the original destiny trajectory, the person who behaved like this was Meng Xiaodong, one of the Seven Elders.

After the old man died, the evil ghost revived and relied on the attack of the medium to almost directly kill Yang Jian who went to deliver the message.

Therefore, this evil ghost is at the lowest level of the Seven Elders, and may even be more terrifying.

"No wonder Fang Shiming is so confident. This fierce ghost is really not something I can suppress now. Wait, this ghost is called [Captain] and is a member of the foreign ghost controller organization [King], so...

...This ghost can play the role of a living person! It has blended into the circle of ghost masters and even led the direction of the supernatural circle!"

Suddenly, Wu Nai captured a terrifying craze that was brewing and was about to sweep the world.

The appearance of this ghost broke most people's inherent understanding of ghosts.

All along, the ghosts that ghost masters come into contact with have certain patterns of action, like a computer program that runs rigidly.

As long as we understand and grasp this law, even ordinary people can survive supernatural events.

But if the evil ghost has human behavior patterns, then everything will be over.

Just like now, this fierce ghost has infiltrated among the ghost masters. Under its guidance, the circle of friends betrayed the headquarters, the king's organization attacked the headquarters, and wars were constantly being provoked among the huge forces.

There will eventually be a war.

And once the war starts, no matter which side the top ghost masters will fall.

Without their suppression, the situation will inevitably get out of control. The real era of ghost revival is coming, and [Ghost] will become the ultimate winner.

At that time, the world will be a real hell, a hopeless hell!

And how many such [ghosts] are there? Which organizations have they penetrated into?

Questions ran through Wu Nai's mind one by one.

While thinking about it, the attack of the evil ghost has arrived.

The pale, slender palm was only the size of an ordinary person when it stretched out towards him, but as the distance got closer, the palm grew bigger and bigger, until it was as big as a ghost ship slowly approaching, casting a shadow of death.

The valley-like shadow enveloped Wu Nai's entire body.

The unparalleled supernatural suppression power fell.

At this moment, Wu Nai couldn't use the dark golden flames, water, mist or [Oracle].

It gave him a feeling of suffocation when facing Zhang Dong.

This is top-notch supernatural power. No wonder Mr. Qin fell into this attack!

This is just a member of the king's organization. If several kings jointly took action here, I don't know what a terrifying situation it would be.

"Power points: 700000.0."

"Power points: 800000.0."

"Power points: 900000.0."

...
To be continued...