Ghost Jigsaw: Send me a ghost every day

Bai Ye smiled coldly, staring at the timer in front of him, waiting for the last ten seconds to finish.

Chapter 171 The Change of Ghost Muscle

"Batt! Batt! Batt!" Time passed by second by second.

"Ding!"

"The game begins, players please take their seats!"

The ghost's phantom solidified instantly when the reminder sounded, staring at Bai Ye closely with cold eyes, and grinning.

"Boy, if you don't beat me, you and the fisherman can stay here."

"Huh? Are you not afraid of me?"

Ming Gui looked at Bai Ye's flat eyes in surprise halfway through his words.

"I just think your appearance is a bit disgusting." Bai Ye quietly looked at Ming Gui's current appearance, and said truthfully.

"Games start!!!"

The huge electronic sound pierced the sky, and the timer on the ground that just hit 0 shattered into two halves.

"Frozen ghost! Lava ghost!"

"out!"

At the moment when the game started, the ghosts of the frozen ghost and the lava ghost appeared behind Bai Ye.

The platform of the arena under his feet was scorched black in an instant, cracked and cracked, and the crimson magma kept rolling under the cracks.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and each snowflake was like a sharp knife, madly attacking the underworld ghost.

"Good job!" Dodging the lava rolling up under his feet, looking at the ice and snow that blocked all aspects of the sky, Ming Gui's eyes lit up, and he clasped his hands together and shouted.

"The Underworld Lord descended into the world, and the blue sky was covered with blood!"

The sky in the arena was dyed blood red, and the sky seemed to have a crack, and a sea of ​​blood swept down.

"Money clears the way!"

The ghost money gathered in the arena to suppress the audience kept shaking, and a mysterious force poured into the blood river, and there seemed to be a barrier in the middle of the blood river, flowing to both sides.

"Boy, this is a foul!"

Ming Gui's eyes widened, looking at the money that Bai Ye had already arranged, he shouted sharply!

"Lin Shan, come out!" Bai Ye ignored Ming Gui's words, and continued to release the ghosts in the ghost domain. It seemed that due to certain restrictions, the ghosts in the ghost domain had to be released at one time.

"Here we come, Boss!" A flash of lightning flashed out.

"Go up." Bai Ye pointed to the sky, and a thunderclap sounded, and the blood-colored sky was filled with thunder.

Seeing the river of blood flowing towards the ghost, the thunder from the sky fell on the ghost, it seemed to be in vain.

Turning his eyes, Bai Ye thought in his heart: "You can suck so much, then let you suck enough."

The ghost blood secretly flowed down the wrist, secretly pouring into the bright red blood river.

With the integration of the blood river, the ghost's body became huge, with a pair of soles occupying most of the arena.

I saw Ming Gui leaning down, looking at Bai Ye, who was like an ant, under his feet, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Boy, do you know why I am called a natural disaster by the world?"

"Natural Disasters and Five Absolutes, rise up!" I saw five pillars of light of different colors go straight to the sky and slowly rotate around the ghost with the surge of ghost energy on the ghost.

"old!"

"sick!"

"plague!"

"die!"

"Absolutely!"

As soon as Ming Gui's words came out, Bai Ye felt that there seemed to be a thread pulling him in the dark, and his body felt tired for a moment, his eyelids were very heavy, and the connection with the ghosts became faintly visible.

"Puff! Puff!"

A violent heartbeat came from Bai Ye's chest, and a new energy gushed out from the ghost's heart.

Instantly replenished to the body, and the ghost muscles in the Baiye Ghost Domain seemed to feel that they had neglected their duty, and jumped out of the Ghost Domain by themselves, appearing behind Bai Ye.

"Obviously your lifespan has been drawn, how can you still use ghost power?"

"Aren't you a human!" Seeing that Bai Ye could still use Huang Quan, Ming Gui Li Xingtian screamed from above.

He has obviously extracted 150 years of Bai Ye's lifespan. According to his prediction, Bai Ye's current state should be like an old man, how could there be no change.

Looking at the ghostly aura overflowing from Bai Ye's body, Ming Gui had a bad premonition for the first time!

"Bang! Bang! Bang~"

The muscular coffin board kept shaking, and an extremely evil force emerged from the gap in the coffin board, all pouring into Bai Ye's body.

In an instant, Bai Ye felt the ghost power on his body skyrocket, as if it was growing endlessly.

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And the old man who was in another space, frowning, once again saw the ghost of the underworld, the arena that had been shattered countless times, and the timer that was slowly assembled under his feet.

"30 second countdown."

"Contestants please prepare!"

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"..."

"The fight begins!"

Hearing the familiar timing sound coming from his ear again, he took a light breath, feeling the remaining ghost power in his body, and lifted the crutch that turned into a fishing rod in his hand.

The old man's thoughts had already drifted to Bai Ye who did not know where he was.

"Boy Baiye, you want to win!"

"Fisher, why can't this work?"

Seeing Li Xingtian solidified again, the old man's eyes turned cold, and he swung the fishing rod in his hand, and the three thousand silver threads drove the shattered space fragments towards Li Xingtian.

"war!"

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At this time, Bai Ye stood there with his eyes closed, feeling the ghostly energy that was still accumulating on his body.

With the increase of ghost energy, it seems that there is a shackle hidden in the dark, suddenly distant and near.

"Boy, you're looking for death yourself, but you can't blame me." Seeing that his natural disasters and five absolutes failed, Bai Ye, who was fighting fiercely with him, suddenly closed his eyes, Ming Gui was delighted, and secretly thought.

Ming Gui's hands kept moving, and his figure had grown to the level of the arena after being integrated by the blood river, and seemed to have reached its limit.

The bloody ghost aura on his body, and the shaking of his hands and feet caused ripples in the space.

The river of blood gathered in its giant hands, and blood-colored ghosts emerged one after another. Each of the ghosts held a blood-colored spear in their hands, and they kept shooting into the air and still flowing into the blood river.

"Underworld Spear, now!"

Following the ghost's words, the surging river of blood suddenly condensed into shape, and a blood-colored spear connected to the sky appeared in the ghost's hand.

"Haha, boy, stay here forever and become my strength!"

Ming Gui laughed and shot the bloody spear in his hand at Bai Ye, as if he had foreseen the end.

"Bang!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, the muscular coffin board behind Bai Ye seemed to be unable to suppress it anymore, and the route of the bullet flying out just blocked the only way for the bloody spear.

There was only a loud noise, and the bloody spear slammed into the coffin board, and the moment the gun tip penetrated the coffin board, it froze, as if stuck together.

"Ok?"

"What, let me go there!" Looking at the coffin board blocking his bloody spear.

Ming Gui's eyebrows twitched twice, and he quickly poured his ghost power into the spear.

The coffin board kept moving back, bit by bit approaching the white night with eyes closed.

At this time, Bai Ye seemed to be trapped in a fog, constantly looking for the shackles he felt in the dark, ignorant of the crisis of the outside world and the changes of ghosts and muscles.

Chapter 172 Outbreak of Frozen Ghosts

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

There were constant knocking sounds in the muscular coffin, and it became more and more intense.

As the blood gun got closer, an ominous dark red hand stretched out from the coffin and rested on the edge of the coffin.

On the palm that seemed to have been stripped of skin, the gray and white meridians were clearly visible. When the ghost hand appeared, the whole world seemed to stand still for a moment.

"Gollum!"

Feeling that the ghost energy in the body seemed to be affected for a moment, and then returned to its original state. This interval is very short, so short that one can't help but feel that it is an illusion.

Ming Gui swallowed involuntarily, looked at the weird ghost hand on the coffin behind Bai Ye, calmed down, accelerated the movement of ghost energy and poured it into the blood gun.

"Hmph, kid who pretends to be a ghost!" The blood gun continued to approach bit by bit, and was about to reach Bai Ye's eyes.

The blood-colored sky connected with the gun seemed to be pressed down, covering the sky above the entire arena.

"Bang!" There was a gap in the corner of the coffin, and a ghost hand clenched into a fist suddenly stretched out, and it seemed to be pulling something non-stop.

When the two ghost hands appeared at the same time, the blood-colored sky was instantly covered by dark clouds exuding an extremely evil aura.

An oppressive atmosphere enveloped the space where the arena was located, as if a huge terror was about to rush out at any moment.

Bai Ye's right eye suddenly fell off and shot into the coffin at high speed. At this time, the blood gun was only an inch away from Bai Ye, and he might break free from the restraint of the coffin board at any time.

"Crack!"

The coffin board gradually shook, and the cracks pierced by the bloody spear grew wider and wider.

"Go to hell, kid!"

Ming Gui's eyes were red, seeing the victory that was close at hand, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the veins in his thick arms were as thick as water pipes, and the other hand grabbed the blood gun violently, and pushed it down .

"How could it be!" With the scream of the underworld ghost, the blood gun that was still advancing slowly froze completely, as if there was an invisible force blocking its progress.

Ming Gui stared straight at Bai Ye's back. On the coffin behind him stood a purple-black figure without an inch of skin on his body. The position of his head seemed to be wrapped in a mist, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

At this time, the figure slowly walked out of the coffin, stretched out an arm facing Bai Ye, and grasped it with five fingers.

Silently!

The space in front of Bai Ye suddenly shattered, and there was a huge gap in the palm print, which seemed to be erased by something, and the blood gun that had already reached Bai Ye's eyes disappeared inexplicably along with the space.

"Warning! Warning!"

"A contestant fouled!"

"A contestant fouled!"

Suddenly, a cold and mighty electronic sound resounded in the arena, and there was a trace of black glow on the body of the ghost who walked out of the coffin!

The surrounding space seemed to be unable to bear the extremely evil aura from the ghost muscle body anymore, the entire arena space was torn apart in an instant, and the electronic notification sound that was originally sounded stopped abruptly.

The ghost's huge figure, which had grown to be at the same level as the arena, disappeared as the space shattered.

The surroundings were plunged into pitch darkness, only Bai Ye and Gui Jinrou stood in it, not affected by the shattered space at all.

The mist on the head of the ghost muscle dissipated, and there was only one eyeball floating above it, staring closely at Bai Ye, and walked towards it.

"Puff~Put~"