The Mysterious Resurrection

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"It may be because we used this balloon, but there is no other way now, loosening the balloon is death." Fang Diyuan responded palely, he was panting heavily, and cold sweat was rolling down his forehead.

After the battle with Chu Du, he himself suffered an extremely serious spiritual backlash, Fang Diyuan only felt that the right side of his body was completely numb.

At this time, not only his arms, but even his face and neck were rendered black. His face, which was originally as handsome as a girl's, now made people feel creepy.

"Are you okay?" Wen Zhong asked with a frown, he could feel that Fang Diyuan's state was very strange.

"It looks like he's about to revive the ghost. Do you want to throw him down?" Wang Muyou said, "Besides, this balloon obviously can't carry the weight of three people. If it goes on like this, sooner or later the ghost will catch up to it."

"Impossible." Wen Zhong refused without even thinking about it: "Even if you throw him down, it can only relieve you for a while at most. There are only three people here. Who do you want to throw down next time, me?"

"The most important thing is that Chu Du is still on the top, without Fang Diyuan, it is still a dead end for the two of us to deal with him alone."

Fang Diyuan smiled wryly when he heard this sentence, he was supporting himself entirely by willpower now, his body was already trembling slightly because of the pain, and his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

But just like what Wang Muyou said, it is too much for the balloon to carry three people. Although it is still rising, at this speed, it is probably enough for Chu Du to sleep on it.

And the ghost below is floating upwards at an incredible speed. The most important thing is the balloons it holds in its hands. From the first one to now it holds more than a dozen balloons of different styles.

"Could it be that my guess is wrong, and this balloon is not the way to escape from here?" Wen Zhong couldn't help but sweat from his forehead when he saw this. If Li Gui rises at this speed, even Chu Du, who is ahead of them by a large margin will eventually be caught up.

Unless they suddenly grow wings on their backs, there is absolutely no way to leave here.

At this time, Wang Muyou suddenly said: "Since a balloon can't carry the three of us, let's try to see if we can break the balloon in the balloon ghost's hand."

As he said that, he took out the dagger from his pocket, and the spots on his face began to squirm, and at the same time, an extremely sharp breath emerged from his body.

The next moment, the light of the knife overflowed, and the sound of piercing the air continued to sound, and several small crescents were seen moving towards the balloon in Li Gui's hand along the established trajectory.

There was a "pop", and the balloon held by Li Gui was broken into two by Wang Muyou's saber energy, and its rising speed also slowed down.

"Excellent, is this a supernatural prop with no side effects?" Wen Zhong wondered, maybe because of his lack of experience, this was indeed the first time he had seen a supernatural prop without side effects.

"How is it possible? This ghost knife has a lot of side effects, but part of it was borne by the ghost in my body." Wang Muyou looked solemn, and he almost shot with all his strength, but he only broke two balloons.

It's just that the distance between Li Gui and them is still getting closer little by little, breaking two balloons is just a drop in the bucket for their current situation.

After all, their rising speed is constant, and for Li Gui, even if two balloons are lost, their rising speed is still far above them.

"Mr. Wen, you should leave Pindao alone." At this time, Fang Diyuan said with a pale face, "Pindao's current state may not be of much use in the future. Mr. Wen, you should try to protect yourself first. .”

Wen Zhong gritted his teeth and said, "Are all of you people in Liangyi Temple so sacrificing? Please shut up now. If you keep talking, be careful and I will really throw you down."

Originally, Fang Diyuan could no longer hold the balloon and might fall from mid-air at any time, but Wen Zhong freed up a hand to firmly hold Fang Diyuan, thus avoiding the tragedy.

For Wen Zhong, Fang Diyuan is an indispensable member to deal with Chu Du, and it is impossible for him to throw him away at this time.

"Wang Muyou, can you still cut it?" After rejecting Fang Diyuan's proposal, Wen Zhong said to Wang Muyou again: "This time, we need to cut off the connection between Li Gui's wrist and the balloon, so that the balloon leaks air." It can also take us up a certain distance.”

"The connection part? Yes, let me try."

Wang Muyou frowned. The ability of his short knife is to emit sword energy along the set trajectory, but every time a part of his body is cut, it will be transformed into the blade energy of the blade. The more sword energy is cut out.

The ghost patterns on his face formed a series of strange symbols this time, outlining his face into a terrifying grimace like a ghost. This is the ghost controlled by Wang Muyou—ghost pattern.

And with the blessing of the ghost pattern, the ghost knife in his hand can release the most sword energy at a very low cost, which is why he can call himself a ghost hunter and can frequently handle supernatural events.

"Huh? What's the situation."

However, before Wang Muyou swung the knife, the number of balloons floating around suddenly increased, and the distance between Li Gui and them also shortened rapidly at this moment, making people powerless to resist like a tsunami.

"Quickly open!"

Not only Wang Muyou, but even Wen Zhong's complexion changed suddenly at this moment. As soon as he yelled out, he felt his ankle sink into the balloon package.

Only then did he realize that these balloons were like living quagmire, constantly pulling his body downwards. Even though Wen Zhong had released the ghost fungus, it was useless. It still couldn't stop the balloons from engulfing his body.

Fang Diyuan's complexion also changed drastically. The moment he was wrapped in the balloon, he felt a huge force coming from him, and he heard the sound of his Taoist robe being torn apart. His whole body was instantly swallowed by the balloon as if he had fallen into a swamp.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, Wang Muyou was taken aback. He wanted to resist, but facing so many balloons, even if he swung the ghost knife, he couldn't cut through them all in an instant, not to mention that he was also tightly wrapped by the balloons. .

Under the dim light in the stairwell, the human skin balloons tainted with ghosts were pouring towards the three of them in a steady stream at this moment, and finally Wen Zhong loosened his hand holding the balloons slightly, and he was finally completely swallowed by the balloons.

In the end, there was only a pile of balloons with various shapes and strange shapes, carrying Li Gui and floating upwards, while the balloon belonging to Wen Zhong was mixed in the pile of balloons, as if witnessing the end of the group's destruction.

(End of this chapter)