Horror recovery: I push the heavens horizontally with my body!

Luo Han wiped out a total of two hundred ghosts in one night, and there were a total of thirty big and fierce ghosts alone.

The blazing sun power in his body soared again, breaking through the limit of an S-rank fighter.

In this different space, he became the strongest beyond the Wikaxi world, reaching an unprecedented SS rank fighter.

If Luo Jin were here, he would probably be shocked too.

Not knowing how weak the monster last night was compared to the ghost king in the corridor of the nightmare, Luo Han thought about returning to the giant white tower again.

Although the giant white tower is weird, it is a rare resting place.

On the other side, Sister Hong and the others split up and finally arrived at the cathedral around four o'clock in the afternoon.

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inside the cathedral.

The four of Sister Hong sat together, watching the sun slowly setting outside the church.

"What are we going to do tonight? Let's soak in the holy water pool?" asked the bearded man.

"Don't look at this is a different dimension. If you really soak in the holy water pool all night, you must catch a cold. A cold will affect your actions. You guys are happy, but I'm not happy." The bald man retorted.

"Soaking in the holy water pool is the best way. It's better to hide in the prayer room for peace of mind. It's small and convenient for us to hide in." The cropped man said suddenly.

Sister Hong looked at the other three people. Everyone had different thoughts and had no plans to tide over the difficulties together.

She even suspected that if there were other better ways now, they would definitely abandon themselves and run away.

What on earth should we do tonight?Miss Hong thought hard.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, "After we passed out yesterday, does any of you know where the newcomer went?"

Her words made the minds of the three buzz, and the newcomer seemed to be...

"I looked through the news of the reincarnation space, but there is no information about the death of the newcomer."

"That is to say, the newcomer spent two days and nights safely, and he didn't die?"

"He's definitely not dead, but what did he do to get through it?"

"If it can be understood as a fluke to escape the plot killing on the first night, what about last night? His luck value is too high, right?"

The four couldn't figure it out.

"Is there a possibility that the newcomer is carrying some treasure to ward off evil spirits? Like a cross blessed by the bishop, or something like a mahogany sword?" the bald man said.

He has muscles all over his body, and his fighting power is beyond the mark, but in the corridor of nightmares, he can't display half of his strength.

After all, ghosts are all spirit bodies, and ordinary fists can't hurt them at all.

"Is there a possibility that the newcomer looks weak, but he is very powerful in combat, or is he some kind of ghost exorcist?" Sister Hong analyzed.

"Ghost exorcist? Sister Hong, do you believe this? That kid has just joined the reincarnation space, so you really think he is some kind of boss." The bald man retorted.

"Is this okay? If we can get through tonight safely, the kid is not dead tonight, so we will go find him at dawn." The bearded man said.

"If he doesn't die tonight, it proves that he has a big secret hidden in him."

The bearded man's words aroused the interest of the other three, and Sister Hong said, "Do you remember what that kid said before he entered the dungeon?"

"He seems to be looking for someone, not drawn into the reincarnation space like us."

"I remember he was looking for Luo...what is Luo..." Sister Hong recalled.

"Oops, it's getting dark, hide quickly." The cropped man suddenly reminded.

"As long as I can survive tonight, I must find that kid..."

"Shh... don't talk! Be careful of being spotted by ghosts..."

"Quiet……"

The four of them bowed their waists and quietly hid in the small space of the prayer room. They did not dare to make a sound and observed the movement outside the church at any time.

If a ghost really rushed in, the four of them would rush to the holy water pool without hesitation.

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Luo Han rested in the giant white tower during the day, and did not go out until night fell.

He roams the streets excitedly, looking for the experience-babies that make him powerful.

It's a pity that after wandering for a long time, I didn't even see a ghost.

what happened?Scared of being beaten by me?

Luo Han thought that the ghosts in the nightmare corridor were infinitely generated.

In fact, he was wrong. There was only one ghost in the nightmare corridor.

I don't know when the samsara space opened up, and only then did batches of samsaras enter the nightmare corridor to search for treasures.

It's a pity... most people's strength is too weak, not to mention seeing the appearance of Juemei Mengmeng, even ordinary little ghosts can kill them.

These reincarnated people who died were transformed into new evil spirits under the control of the nightmare, and it went on and on for nearly a hundred years.

This led to countless ghosts in the nightmare corridor.

But no amount of ghosts was enough for Luo Han to kill like this. He wiped out nearly a hundred of them on the first night, and more than 200 on the second day.

By the end of the third day, those evil ghosts who had given birth to a little wisdom could not escape, and this was the situation tonight.

Except for the bleak autumn wind, there were no goods on the empty streets.

Almost all the low-level ghosts of Ganoderma lucidum were transformed into the pure holy power of the sun in Luo Han's body, and other ghosts could not hide.

Luo Han trotted for three blocks, but he still didn't see a single ghost he was thinking about.

Is this the end of my road to becoming stronger?

Luo Han shouted in disappointment, "Ah——"

"what--"

"Come out! Come out quickly!"

But the only response to Luo Han is still the cold autumn wind.

After Luo Han finished venting, he continued to wander the streets, trying to find the truth about the disappearance of the ghosts.

Luo Han is done venting, but the four people hiding in the church will be miserable.

The four of Sister Hong crowded into the small prayer room.

The bearded man asked tremblingly, "Did you hear any sound?"

"Don't scare me..." Miss Hong rolled her beard white.

"what……"

Luo Han's voice came from the distant neighborhood to the church.

After being "processed" by the whistling cold wind, Luo Han's cry was extremely shrill, sharp and ear-piercing.

"what--"

"I heard that too, what the hell is going on?"

"All the previous ghosts can't scream, what's wrong?"

"It shouldn't be! It's only the third day, isn't it supposed to be the last day?" Sister Hong asked in surprise.

"Come out for me—"

"Come out for me—"

Luo Han's voice sounded like a curse to the four people's ears, and Sister Hong couldn't help but cover her ears.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to soak in the holy water pool." The bearded man was the first to run out of the prayer room.

"Wait for me, and me!" The bald man jumped out after him.

Seeing the two jumping into the holy water pool in a panic, Sister Hong just sighed.

The inch-cropped man didn't think too much about it, anyway, since Sister Hong doesn't dance, he can't dance either.