Global Quest: Begin as Deadpool, teammate Kirin

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When Zhang Qilin woke up, he found that his consciousness had returned to his body.

The two of them were lying in the previous coffin.

Zhang Qilin glanced at Qin Feng beside him. At this time, Qin Feng was still unconscious.

"Qin Feng?"

Zhang Qilin shouted, grabbed Qin Feng's shoulder, and shook it lightly.

Qin Feng didn't respond in any way.

"Could it be..."

Zhang Qilin frowned, feeling very uneasy.

Could it be that Qin Feng's consciousness has been obliterated in that mysterious space.

In this way, Qin Feng will never be able to wake up again.

"Qin Feng!"

Zhang Qilin called Qin Feng again, but still did not get any response.

Rumble!

Suddenly there was a loud noise under the coffin.

Then Zhang Qilin could feel a terrifying resentment coming.

He didn't need to guess to understand that the ghost hand of resentment would also come out of the mysterious space and continue to hunt and kill them.

Below the coffin is the entrance to the mysterious space, and Zhang Qilin is desperately blocking it.

"Useless oil bottle, this mere coffin can't suppress it at all."

"The only thing that can suppress it is the sealing spell."

Qin Feng's voice suddenly sounded.

Seeing Qin Feng slowly sitting up, Zhang Qilin let out a sigh of relief.

"Are you all right?"

"Of course."

There was a smile on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

Only then did Zhang Qilin understand everything.

"You pretended on purpose? You..."

When is this, Qin Feng is still making fun of it.

"Hey... Poker bottle, now is not the time to talk about this, lend me your blood."

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Chapter 145: Joining forces

Zhang Qilin hummed softly in his heart.

This guy Qin Feng knows how to change the subject.

In fact, Qin Feng didn't have any bad intentions, he just wanted to see how much Zhang Qilin cared about him.

Zhang Qilin bit his finger and pointed at Qin Feng.

After his fingers were stained with Zhang Qilin's blood, Qin Feng immediately drew a sealing spell and dropped it on the coffin board.

The Qilin blood plus the sealing spell has an extremely powerful sealing ability.

But the ghost hand below, the resentment is too fierce.

The sealing spells drawn by Qin Feng were trembling, as if they were about to be torn apart.

"What a horrible resentment..."

Qin Feng felt bad, so he quickly took out the ghost flute to express his feelings, and blew the flute.

He wanted to use the sound of the flute to suppress this powerful resentment.

It's a pity that Qin Feng's cunning technique is only at the first stage and has not yet reached the top level.

Can't hold back at all.

Zhang Qilin thought for a while, drew out the ancient black gold knife, and prepared to let blood again.

After all, Qilin blood also has the effect of suppressing resentment.

"Wait!"

Qin Feng immediately stopped him, "Poker bottle, such a terrifying ghost hand, how much Qilin blood do you have to put in enough?"

"I don't want you to drain the unicorn blood."

Zhang Qilin's expression was indifferent but firm, "We can't let it escape."

"It's too late! It's too late!"

Qin Feng's voice just fell.

Click!

A crack appeared in the spell he drew, and then completely shattered.

The ghostly hand full of resentment broke the shackles of the coffin and rushed out from the mysterious space.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying resentment swept across the entire palace at the bottom of the lake.

"Strange! How could it be so resentful in such a short period of time?"

Qin Feng thought for a while, and soon had a guess.

"This ghost hand has Zhu Ziqing's previous consciousness, which is equivalent to the incarnation of Zhu Ziqing's consciousness. It accidentally entered the mysterious space. It must have seen what we saw. That's why its resentment exploded to the extreme."

Qin Feng took a deep breath, inexplicably feeling a catastrophe was imminent.

Zhang Qilin also drew out the ancient black gold knife at this time, his eyes were solemn.

"This ghost hand can't be killed, I'm responsible for stopping it, and you draw a spell to seal it."

Qin Feng shook his head, "It's not that easy."

"This ghost hand is extremely resentful, and there is no way to suppress it with the power of the sealing spell alone."

The two were talking, and the ghost hand had rushed to them first.

Zhang Qilin cut the palm of his hand with an ancient black gold knife, and let Qilin's blood stain the blade, so that he could counter the terrifying resentment emanating from the ghost hand.

But this can only be resisted for a while.

If no definite solution can be found, Zhang Qilin will gradually fall into the disadvantaged, and finally be completely suppressed.

Qin Feng blew the ghost flute to express his feelings, and in the palace at the bottom of the lake, countless corpses of resentful spirits were summoned to attack the ghost hand.

It's a pity that these wraith corpses are just appetizers to Guishou, not worth mentioning at all.

in the live room.

The audience watched with horror one by one.

"This ghost hand is so powerful!"

"Nonsense! The grievances accumulated for thousands of years are all gathered in this ghostly hand. Can it not be powerful?"

"And the most terrifying thing is that this ghost hand can't kill it at all. As long as there is resentment, it will regenerate infinitely."

"The resentment will not dissipate, and the ghost hand will not be extinguished."

"..."

Over there.

Jiu Ye's face was solemn, and a few drops of cold sweat flowed out from his forehead.

If it were him, he would have to avoid this scene.

He had to admire Qin Feng and Zhang Qilin's courage and ability.

Sure enough, heroes have come out of youth since ancient times.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves.

His front wave has been slammed on the beach.

"Master Jiu, do you think they can survive this test?" Wang Bingbing looked worried.

Master Jiu sighed, "It's hard to say! It's hard to say!"

Inside the palace at the bottom of the lake.

Faced with the siege of Qin Feng and Zhang Qilin, Guishou still did not lose the wind.

During this period, Qin Feng did not know how many sealing spells he released.

It could only temporarily seal the ghost hand for a while, but it didn't play any substantial role.

"This guy has too much resentment! If we don't let his resentment dissipate, we won't win at all."

Qin Feng was thinking about a solution when Zhang Qilin suddenly reminded him: "Murong Bai's body!"

Qin Feng and Zhang Qilin looked at each other, and suddenly laughed, "That's right! I almost forgot about this."

"Poker bottle, you are really smart."

"Fortunately, I have you by my side."

Qin Feng was excited, Zhang Qilin poured cold water over, "Go find it! I'll help you stop it."

Qin Feng nodded, suddenly thought of something, he casually flung the close-fitting saber.

"Whatever! Protect Poker Bottle! If something happens to him, I don't want you."

Some viewers bent over laughing at Qin Feng's words.

"Sure enough! The close-fitting sword is just an accident, and the cold brother is the eternal true love."

"My heart aches for just three seconds."

"This sword is too pitiful. It doesn't matter if you usually eat dog food, but you have to be a flower protector at critical moments. Do you want to bully Jian like this?"

"..."

Murong Bai's body must be in the palace at the bottom of the lake.

Qin Feng stretched out his hand and drew a spell, and tapped it on the center of his eyebrows.

explore!

Soon, Qin Feng had a direction, and hurried to that location to find Murong Bai's body.

On the way, Qin Feng encountered countless corpses, all of which belonged to the boy.

You don't need to think about it, it must be done by ghosts.

After the ghost hand escaped, he was the first to take revenge.

The reason why the ghost hand has such a strong resentment is also due to this person.

This can be regarded as a grievance with a head, and a debt with an owner.

While Qin Feng was looking for Murong Bai's body, Zhang Qilin stopped the ghost hand alone.

Casually has a spirit, responsible for assisting Zhang Qilin by the side.