Chapter 274 The Coming of Ghosts and Gods

Chaos continues.

The murderous angel with a fleshy face and scars on his face was also on the way to escape.

He just wanted to curse in his heart.

He was disturbed by the constant wails, screams, and sounds of fear on the battlefield.

Normally, he would have torn these people's mouths apart.

They couldn't even say a word.

But at this time.

He just hated that he didn't bring enough members of the Fallen Angels organization.

"Damn, what on earth is going on! The underworld, is it the underworld I know? Isn't this fake news? How could the underworld that has disappeared for so many years be revived at this time?"

The God of Killing murmured.

News about the recovery of the underworld has indeed been spreading for a while.

But there was no news after that.

This has led many people to suspect that this is simply a conspiracy, just to create a deterrent force.

But now.

The news was confirmed.

It is truly a resurrection from the underworld.

And it is their lives that verify the authenticity of this news.

"Sadako, Miss Mary, and the Slit Girl are all famous urban ghost stories. Who is the husband mentioned by these female ghosts? The Lord of the Underworld?"

The God of Killing thought.

Suddenly stopped.

His eyes were horrifying.

Because a graceful figure appeared in front of him.

The blood-stained red skirt floats, and the bright red blood drips down. The naked ankles are like the most perfect art from heaven, making it impossible to move your eyes away.

"Playing psychic games?"

In front of Bixian's eyes, a pen stood up out of thin air in defiance of gravity.

A cold and forbidding voice blew like the wind from hell.

"Bi, pen fairy!"

The God of Slaughter looked horrified.

This is actually the pen fairy that cannot be avoided in psychic games.

As famous as Sadako.

Another urban legend.

The rest of the disciples who followed the Killing Angel also became terrified.

Does Bixian have a killing pattern?

Could it be that he is playing a psychic game?

But this thing is immortal.

As long as you abide by all the rules of the psychic game and finally send Bi Xian away, this supernatural game is not threatening at all.

but……

After seeing Sadako and the change of killing patterns of the cracked girl one after another, they no longer believe this.

escape!

Desperate to escape.

There is no need to pay attention to the murder rules of these urban monsters, they just need to run faster than their companions.

As soon as the idea came up.

Everyone changes direction.

Run in the other direction.

Either escape into a house, run into an alley, or jump into a sewer.

The God of Killing was also among this group of people, but suddenly, he heard a familiar cry.

"Kill."

That was the voice of the God of Poison, and a bit like the voice of the God of Blood and Tears. He subconsciously turned his head, but the moment he turned his head, he realized something was wrong.

The battlefield is now divided into countless pieces.

It was impossible for the God of Blood and Tears to cross the battlefield and call him.

And it's not just him.

Others also heard the shouts of familiar people.

The moment he turned his head.

Their bodies moved uncontrollably, and they walked towards Bixian with somewhat stiff steps, as stiff as corpses, like puppets on strings.

That is supernatural power.

It is the ability of the ghost trumpet controlled by Bi Xian.

"Kill."

"Zhang San."

"John Doe."

"Wang Wu."

Bixian opened his mouth, his voice was shrill and hysterical, as if a ghost was threatening.

Ghostly voices echoed, and the supernatural involvement became stronger and stronger.

Dozens of people walked towards Bixian with stiff steps and pale faces.

Each one is like mourning his heir.

"Master, help me."

"Master, we don't want to die, we don't want to die."

"Don't move, don't move anymore, stop it."

These fallen angel members who were controlled by the supernatural screamed in fear.

Bang bang bang!

The heartbeat of the Killing God became louder and louder, loud and deep, with a strange frequency.

The heartbeat continued to spread, and even Bixian's ghost trumpet was somewhat dispelled.

Several ghost masters who were resistant to the supernatural stopped at this moment, and then turned around and ran back in a panic.

But the next second.

A red line appeared on their ankles.

Red lines formed, and their feet broke.

The whole person fell to the ground due to inertia.

"Ahhh!"

A shrill scream sounded.

Everyone's heart trembled.

In addition to ghosts calling people, Bixian also has such weird supernatural attacks.

"Damn, damn."

The God of Killing was roaring in his heart.

He saw it.

This pen fairy is relying on its footprints to kill people.

The footprints are in a deeper ghost realm. Once you step on them, your ankles will be cut off.

And this kind of footprints are all over the place.

They are surrounded by supernatural beings.

While thinking.

They had returned to the scene uncontrollably.

I saw Bixian put his hand on someone's shoulder, and that person died immediately.

No symptoms.

This is a mortal supernatural being.

It is one of the puzzles controlled by Bi Xian: ghosts and people.

The God of Killing saw this.

Turn around and run.

This pen fairy is too scary.

Far scarier than other urban ghost stories.

Just looking at the present, he saw three kinds of supernatural beings in Bixian.

Ghosts call people, ghosts kick people, and ghosts hit people.

No one is sure whether Bixian can control more ghost puzzles.

"Kill, kill, kill."

The pen fairy is roaring.

The penetrating voice reached the ears of the God of Slaughter.

He turned around uncontrollably.

But he didn't panic.

One of the powerful ghosts he controls, Gui Xin, can temporarily resist this all-pervasive supernatural power.

Even if you turn your head, your body can still run.

However, when he turned back, he only saw Bixian's head.

Bixian seemed to have his back turned.

Only a bumpy figure was left.

The next moment.

Bixian's head turned 180 degrees.

It was obviously a beautiful face, but the Killing God only felt horrified at this moment.

The fourth kind of supernatural.

If the ghost turns back, he will die.

Click.

The head of the Killing God was also twisted 180 degrees.

then.

He fell straight to the ground.

The rest of the fallen angel organization members who were still moving had their heads twisted 180 degrees at this moment and fell to the ground dead.

Do it all.

Bixian's naked ankle continued to move, leaving black footprints on the battlefield, while the miserable voice continued to echo:

"Xiao Ming, Xiao Li, Xiao Hong..."

…

"Dead, Slaughter is actually dead."

Seeing the death of the Killing God, the already pale face of the Poison God became even paler, with a bit of despair in his eyes.

Not only because of the death of the God of Slaughter, but also because of the four ghosts in front of him.

Four identical and beautiful bridesmaids stood in front of him coldly.

"Sister, do you think there is a possibility that as long as we perform the best in this battle, our husband will reward us?"

The second sister who was the most out-of-the-box spoke.

The voice is like a spring breeze, charming to the bones.

It's like the most extreme poison in the world.

"Hmph, even if there was no reward, wouldn't you sneak into bed? Don't forget, we have a set of senses. Do you really think we don't know that you sneaked into your husband's bed many times?"

The eldest sister despises.

"That's right, the second sister is shameless." The fourth sister agreed.

"Actually, everything is fine." Third sister said shyly.

"But one thing is true. Whoever performs better will have a better impression in the mind of her husband."

It sounds like these voices are trying to please men.

The Poison God Envoy couldn't hold himself any longer.

He was only a four-star player, so how could He De allow four top red-clad ghosts to attack him.

He couldn't guarantee that he could escape unscathed from just one top-notch red-clothed ghost. Four of them, unless the twelve divine envoys of the Fallen Angel Organization were all present, the result would be the same for everyone.

That is death!

No chance.

No chance at all.

No matter how superb his poisoning skills were, and he was the nemesis of the human sea tactics, it was useless in front of these four fierce ghosts.

Plan for today.

He can only use other people's lives to help him delay time.

He didn't want to escape completely, but he just wanted to retain part of his supernatural powers. In this way, when he returned to the headquarters of the Fallen Angel Organization, he could apply to use the paper man body collected by the headquarters to transform himself into a different kind of ghost.

Although this would involve losing everything as a human being, under the one-sided massacre, this was the only way.

The Poison God Envoy did not hesitate.

Go to a crowded place and escape into it.

"Keke, why are you running? Didn't you realize that your head fell off?"

See it.

The four bridesmaids looked at the Poison God Envoy at the same time.

The sinister laughter made people's hair stand on end and also made everyone present feel confused.

Lost your head?

When did their heads fall off?

The members of the Fallen Angel organization who were desperately escaping were stunned in place.

Puzzled.

then.

They began to examine their heads very seriously.

He put his hands on the head and pulled it out gently.

A horrifying scene happened.

These people actually took off their own heads and examined them seriously.

But his head is gone.

They don't have eyes to check.

After understanding this.

A large pile of headless corpses fell.

The head fell to the ground and rolled roundly.

Saw this scene.

The Poison Divine Envoy felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet and directly into the sky.

A different thought also spread in his heart.

Is my head really still there?

As soon as this thought occurred.

The Poison Divine Envoy's hand has been subconsciously placed on his head, as if he is straightening it and adjusting it.

"No!"

he screamed in horror.

There was no stagnation in the movement, just a slight push.

He took his own head out.

thump.

A head full of fear rolled down.

"Giggle, have you seen your own head?"

The unprovoked charming laughter echoed on the battlefield again.

…

"Hmph, shameless, I don't need that person's reward."

The Ghost Bride watched as her four supernatural puzzle pieces erupted in supernatural powers, harvesting the lives of these people piece by piece.

She snorted coldly.

Showing some disdain.

God of Blood and Tears:? ? ?

You don’t want rewards, or if you really don’t care, then what are you doing now?

The grimace of the God of Blood and Tears was already crying, and his face was full of fear.

I saw the ghost bride who was suspected to be the ghost king, her bright red robe fluttering in the wind, and a blood-like crimson spreading around her.

This is the power of the ghost realm.

This ghost bride is not only suspected of being a ghost king, but also possesses a ghost realm.

The bright red ghost domain spreads out, and ghost blood flows on the ground. Wherever the ghost blood spreads, all living creatures will sink into it.

Even the fierce ghosts in the ghost master's body will sink into ghost blood while wailing.

No trace.

This ghost bride kills more fiercely than all ghosts.

The speed of the ghost realm's spread cannot be matched by other ghosts.

You are so duplicitous.

The God of Blood and Tears was completely speechless.

Looking at the rapid spread of ghost blood, he knew that he would never be able to escape.

The expansion of the ghost realm cannot be escaped with human speed.

"Ghost Bride, let me go, and tell your husbands that I will never step foot here again from now on, and I will not tell anyone about anything here, otherwise don't blame me for dying with you."

The God of Blood and Tears roared.

The ghost bride glanced at the other party.

Three angels came to the scene. How could she stand out in her husband's eyes if she didn't kill one of them.

She was going to kill this human being.

The ghost bride stretched out her hand.

The ghost realm began to spread in a line.

The flowing ghost blood began to spread in one direction.

In just a few breaths, he caught up with the God of Blood and Tears who had already run several hundred meters.

The God of Blood and Tears saw this.

A fierce look on his face.

He roared angrily: "Even if I die, I will take you all away. Everything here will turn into purgatory."

Said.

The God of Blood and Tears took out a severed finger.

Fresh and lifelike.

It was as if it had just been dismembered from the body.

The God of Blood and Tears showed a crazy look. It was not an ordinary finger, but a severed finger of a ghost.

It was what he got when he entered a four-star dungeon.

To do this he unlocks an epic hidden mission.

Collect puzzle pieces of ghosts and gods to piece together the bodies of ghosts and gods. Every time he finds a puzzle piece, he will get a special reward. Until the ghosts and gods are completely revived, he can become the dependent of the ghosts and gods.

Since these people want him to die, then he will drag everyone here to be buried with him.

The God of Blood and Tears inserted his severed finger into his heart.

A strange white flower with slender stamens bloomed, and an unimaginable terrifying aura spread over the scene.

Everyone present, all the ghosts, all looked at it in horror.

"Ghost King?"

"Not only that, this supernatural force is still soaring, the abyss, no, the unsolvable ghost king."

"This human has resurrected a severed finger of a ghost."

The four bridesmaids were horrified at the same time.

At this moment, the spirit of the God of Blood and Tears is constantly rising, and the aura of a living person is getting less and less, until finally, his body is completely controlled by another consciousness.

A supernatural being has soared to the third stage of the Ghost King, which has no solution.

A top ghost king arrived so suddenly.

And the relying object is just a severed finger of the ghost and god.

The ghost bride spread the ghost blood onto the body of the God of Blood and Tears. In an instant, a mandala flower on the opponent's heart glowed with white light. The invincible ghost blood lost its supernatural power, avoided this body, and was even more helpless. sink it.

this moment.

The whole place was dead silent.

A top ghost king, the one who dominates the whole field.

What's even more horrifying is that what is coming to this human body is probably the will of a ghost or god.

The God of Blood and Tears suddenly raised his head.

He made a strange sound that sounded like a man or a woman, and his voice was a little crazy: "Hehehe, dismembering myself can indeed break free from the restrictions of the deep ghost realm. I finally... came to life!"

"I succeeded. I am the first ghost and god to come."

"This world will offer me a crown made of blood and tears for my coming."