A New Character Every Month

"It's so cold."

John woke up from the cold and hurriedly took out the necklace.

Looking at the gleaming light above, his face was full of puzzlement.

Before he had time to think about it, the dim light on the necklace disappeared instantly.

"Hahahahaha!"

At the same time, a cold laughter sounded in the basement.

Dozens of people who were sleeping in the cubicle immediately got out in a panic.

woo~

A gust of dark wind appeared out of nowhere in the basement, making everyone's faces gradually turn pale.

"Unexpectedly, since there are still people hiding here, it's no wonder this young master didn't find out before."

Four ghost figures gradually appeared on the ceiling.

The leader is a ghost, Mo is about 20 years old, wearing an ancient oriental armor.

Beside them are four ghostly guards with long guns.

Everyone looked at the five ghost figures, their faces turned pale, and their bodies trembled.

Even a few fighters were not much better.

"How is it possible, how did these ghosts find this place?"

A little fear flashed in John's eyes.

He is only the lowest-level fighter, and the strongest person here is only a second-level general. Facing these ghosts who are also the lowest level, there is no chance of winning.

"So what if you hide well? A barbarian is still a barbarian after all, not only stupid, but also greedy."

The leading ghost, Yang Shaocheng, stretched out his hand to John in the crowd, and said with a smile, "Come back, baby."

John was taken aback, but before he could react, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the necklace around his neck.

The black shadow opened its huge mouth and bit down on John's head.

John's head was not injured in the slightest, but his eyes were dull.

His soul has been devoured.

The necklace broke free from his neck and flew onto Yang Shaocheng's body.

"John, it was John who exposed us."

Several soldiers said regretfully.

John picked up the necklace, they knew it, but they didn't stop it.

After all, the necklace didn't look dangerous either.

But who would have thought that because of this small necklace, the place where she had been hiding all along was exposed.

"One, two, three... 24, 25. Twenty-five fresh souls, it's wonderful!"

Yang Shaocheng laughed loudly, and stretched out his hand to a little girl in the distance: "Let's start with the appetizers."

"Mommy mommy!"

The little girl slumped on the ground and began to cry.

The black palm expanded several times in an instant, and grabbed her fiercely.

Several soldiers gritted their teeth, mobilized the energy in their bodies, picked up their knives and slashed at the ghost hand.

Crash sound.

Several people were slapped away by the ghost's hand, and they flew into the wall, spitting blood, and fell to the ground.

The difference in strength is too large to compete at all.

"Don't worry, your souls, I will save them until the end to enjoy."

Yang Shaocheng stretched out his hand to the little girl again.

Ghostly, as fast as an afterimage.

Bang!

The ghost hand was bounced back in front of the little girl.

"what happened?"

Yang Shaocheng looked at his hand, then looked at the little girl again, with doubts on his face: "What is that?"

There was a string of beads suspended in front of the little girl.

Chapter 150 Six Doomsday Bunker

Boom!

There was a loud bang, a big hole was broken in the ceiling, and rubble fell heavily into the basement

"Amitabha."

A white figure slowly descended from above.

The figure is elegant, not like ordinary dust.

The dust on the top of his head fell, but none of it fell on him, as if forming an absolute forbidden zone.

"I met that bald head during the day!"

A soldier was surprised.

Another fighter explained: "It's not bald. In the East, it's called a monk."

"He didn't die, and..."

Several soldiers looked at the broken roof.

It was cement with a thickness of nearly half a meter, and it was broken so easily, so how strong is his real strength?

A little hope rose in their hearts. This person dared to come here. Does that mean that they can defeat these ghosts?

clang!clang!clang!clang!

Four ghost guards in armor shook their spears, took a few steps forward, and stopped Yang Shaocheng behind them, with a cautious look on their unchanged faces.

It seems that he is extremely scruples about the person in front of him.

Yang Shaocheng squinted his eyes, looked at the monk in white, and said, "Monk, who are you?"

"This seat is Fahai."

The monk in white looked at him and said calmly.

"I didn't expect to meet monks in this barbarian land. It's also interesting."

Yang Shaocheng said with a relaxed expression: "Monk Fahai, are you trying to stop me?"

"No!"

Lin Zian shook his head and said, "I am here to take you to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

"Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss?"

Yang Shaocheng sneered: "Calling you a dharma name, you really thought you were great and didn't want to kill you, but now it seems that you are going to kill yourself."

The mana on his body shook, and the ghostly aura surged, and the surrounding seemed to turn into an ice cave in an instant.

"It's so cold..."

Many people clasped their arms tightly, shivering from the cold.

"Amitabha."

Lin Zian stretched out his right hand, and the prayer beads in front of the little girl returned to his hand.

The surrounding temperature also returned to normal.

"A little trick."

There was no change on Yang Shaocheng's surface, but he was shocked in his heart. A bronze token appeared in his hand, and he was about to throw it out: "Then this..."

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Great Luo Dharma Mantra, Prajna Ba Mahong!"

Lin Zian flung out a string of Buddhist beads without warning, and chanted at the same time.

All of a sudden, bursts of Buddhist voices sounded in the basement.

Yang Shaocheng suddenly felt a strong burning sensation on his body, as if he was in purgatory, and he had no time to throw out the token.

Dashes of golden light appeared on the beads, which split into dozens of beads in an instant and scattered in all directions.

Using the technique of Zhoutian gossip, hit the five ghosts.

"Protect the Major General!"

The four ghost guards quickly raised their spears and swept towards the Buddha beads.

There was a burst of crackling, and the spears danced by the four ghosts formed a dense defense.

All the prayer beads were blocked outside.

Lin Zi'an was expressionless, and spoke the truth: "Damn!"

The golden light on the Buddha beads shone brightly, and several beads pierced through the defense in an instant, passing the ghost bodies of the four ghost guards.

The pitch-black ghost body became lighter visible to the naked eye.

"Combine!"

The four ghost guards roared, and a translucent ghost shackle connected them together.

The ghostly spirit boiled instantly.