Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

"Can the body take shape so quickly?"

"No, at least another five minutes."

5 minutes?

Isn't that the time for the fifth stop?

Nervousness, fear, astonishment, all kinds of emotions blend together like volcanic lava, as if they will erupt outward in the next second.

Whoever can get the body will control the steering wheel of the train to death.

The red coffin was like a demonic vortex, and everyone's eyes were focused on it.

The bony knuckles on the edge of the red-black coffin suddenly moved.

More purple ghost butterflies poured out of the coffin, and lightly landed between the bones.

White and purple are intertwined with each other, which has a coquettish beauty.

The fierce ghost of the coffin has come out!

A large number of purple ghost butterflies imitated a tornado, one by one connected together, flying upwards in a spiral, locking the entire high platform inside.

No one can come in, and no one can get out.

Such a big battle caused Tang Qize, who was standing on the edge of the platform, to fall backwards, almost falling down the third-floor stairs.

Yin Changxia pulled him quickly with quick eyes: "Are you all right?"

Tang Qize shook his body, and when he realized it, he immediately lay down on the steps, trying to minimize the impact of the wind pressure: "Damn it!"

It's a pity that they have already missed the last chance to enter the high platform.

The body of the passenger ghost has already melted, and they all looked at the high platform crying and howling, as if they were congratulating 'it' on its awakening.

"Half... ghost king..."

Those sounds intertwined and finally formed these three words.

The cold air was as thin as a white gauze, passing over every inch of the body, lingering on everyone's body in a creepy and cold way.

Jiang Tingyun below had a calm expression, his eyes were like a deep ancient well: "The most unlikely murderous coffin has come to life?"

Before it made any more noise, Jiang Tingyun took the lead in counterattacking.

His expression was always like a landscape covered in mist, and it was completely revealed at this moment.

Jiang Tingyun really moved.

"Xia Xia, I won't be soft-hearted again."

Countless little spiders jumped down from the body of the sojourner passenger ghost, occupying the core of the game, weaving their own huge spider webs.

It's like a spider's nest here.

Groups of white-gray spider threads hung on every broken beam, column, and railing of the haunted house, which looked like thick dust from a distance.

The hole that Yin Changxia managed to break through in the core of the game has been blocked by sticky spider silk.

Each spider thread as thin as thin smoke has been magnified several times, and together it is like cement, which is continuously being poured in from above.

Under the black and purple sky, everyone is trapped in the swamp and quagmire woven by spider silk, unable to escape.

If it is hit by the spider silk like molten lava, it will really stick to the ground.

Yin Changxia dodged the spider silk that fell from the sky, and shouted again: "Jiang Tingyun, what did you do?"

"I should ask you this question."

Jiang Tingyun calmly narrated, "If you hadn't insisted on using the haunted house, I wouldn't have fought back."

The little spiders were besieging the high platform and were about to climb the stairs, reducing the space under Yin Changxia and Tang Qize's feet.

Jiang Tingyun's golden resentful fox eyes were shining brightly, but they looked extraordinarily hollow, like some kind of flashy jewels that would break when knocked.

In the process of using the Resentful Fox Eye, he kept attacking Jiang Tingyun.

His right eye had already begun to bleed, and his body was about to fail.

This body is no longer a protection, but a hindrance.

Jiang Tingyun resolutely gave up and left from that body.

The huge black mist attached to the body was torn apart from the body, and the appearance of Jiang Tingyun's soul body was finally revealed.

The shackles left by the Xia family have disappeared, but he still can't act like a normal person, lacking the five senses, so he can only use Pei Zheng's body to see, hear, and smell.

Jiang Tingyun's soul body still did not reveal its true face.

The gauze was tied round and round on his face, making him unable to breathe, and the resentful fox eyes became his only light to see the world.

He used to be full of darkness, this is the light he found himself.

Tang Qize suddenly looked back, only to realize that the world has become such a serious situation.

Before he had time to find out the origin of the fifth coffin, Jiang Tingyun took the lead in counterattacking.

Is he guarding against the fifth coffin like this?

Tang Qize put his gaze on the ground, and shouted in a low voice: "Boss Pei!"

Jiang Tingyun: "He won't wake up."

Tang Qize's heart kept falling, as if falling into a dark abyss: "What do you mean you won't wake up?"

Jiang Tingyun: "Literally."

Tang Qize: "..."

I thought Jiang Tingyun hid Pei Zheng's body somewhere. After all, he can freely order spiders and disappear in person. This is not something normal humans can do. Who knows that Jiang Tingyun has always used Pei Zheng's body. .

These two people were so similar that Tang Qize lost his sight.

It seems that this is not the case, but Pei Zheng's own carrying.

Are Pei Zheng's belongings willing to be used by Jiang Tingyun?

This is very magical!

Seeing those little spiders were about to climb up the high platform, Tang Qize kept backing away, and was cornered.

The spider is eyeing him eagerly, and will soon attack him.

Yin Changxia beside him began to attack with ghost fire, trying to get rid of these little spiders as soon as possible.However, every time he used the will-o'-the-wisp, the condition of the ghost species would get worse.

Zong Tan's power is disappearing?

Yin Changxia's hands were covered in cold sweat, and he had to raise his vigilance by 12 points. Jiang Tingyun was much more difficult to deal with than Ai Gui.

The corners of Jiang Tingyun's lips slowly rose, maliciousness rushed towards his face.

"Finally noticed?"

"Zong Tan's fight for the body is to fight for the victory of this game. Every second in that body is a waste of him."

"But when you deal with these little spiders, you can only use the will-o'-the-wisp move."

Over there is consuming, and this side is also consuming, so the balance will naturally be lost.

Anger appeared in Yin Changxia's eyes: "You forced me? Think I'm afraid of these spiders?"

Jiang Tingyun: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, but the person next to you..."

If he pointed it out, he brought the conflict to Tang Qize.

Tang Qize's face was as white as snow, and lost all color: "Despicable!"

Is it the game victory and Zong Tan, or Tang Qize's life.

pick one of two.

Jiang Tingyun turned a deaf ear: "Xia Xia, choose."

His words were like a sharp knife, stabbing at Yin Changxia.

The dense black spiders, piled up layer by layer, are gradually squeezing up the stairs.

There are 3 minutes left for body shaping.

Stick to it!

Yin Changxia had no choice but to distract Jiang Tingyun's attention, and chose to delay as much as possible: "Why did Pei Zheng become like this?"

"Would you like to look at me now?"

Jiang Tingyun smiled, "I just took back what I lost."

Yin Changxia frowned, not understanding what Jiang Tingyun was talking about.

Since Jiang Tingyun blocked the loophole above, the fire has been completely extinguished, and there is no light left around.

Everything is chaos and darkness, just like Jiang Tingyun at this moment.

Jiang Tingyun raised his head slowly, and stared at Yin Changxia with the pupil he had snatched from someone else.

"If I don't do this, I won't even have a chance to see you, Xia Xia."

"If others don't do it for me, I will do it myself. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Yin Changxia: "..."

The fifth coffin entered the game, not only helping Yin Changxia hang and beat the mourning ghost, but also motivating Jiang Tingyun to use all his strength.

What a double-edged sword.

Jiang Tingyun: "I'm not as lucky as Zong Tan."

He made a choice and didn't miss it too much.

Yin Changxia felt a little sad in his heart, maybe it was pity for Jiang Tingyun, but he was quickly overwhelmed by the cruel current situation.

To feel sorry for the enemy is to be cruel to oneself.

Jiang Tingyun had no choice but to guess what Yin Changxia was thinking.

But it was also because of Yin Changxia's softness that Jiang Tingyun was willing to talk to him like this despite the opposition.

"Me and Pei Zheng, you and Zong Tan, are you really unaware?"

"I get silly once a month because I'm missing a wisp of soul."

"What I lack is on Pei Zheng."

"As for Zong Tan, no one can accept it for 500 years. Even if he knows how to do it, he doesn't bother to do it."

"But you can."

Yin Changxia was surprised: "Me? But I'm not bad..."

"Nursing spirit physique." Jiang Tingyun interrupted him, "Zong Tan gave you the ghost seed, right?"

What Zong Tan gave was not only the ghost species, but also a ray of soul for him.

Even if it was superfluous, it was the source of his tragic fate that tortured Zong Tan to the point of madness...

That was also Zong Tan's fate.

Yangling physique and ghost king are tightly bound together through such a wonderful thing.

"Ghost species..."

Yin Changxia was completely frozen in place, his mind was surprisingly chaotic.

He put his hand on his chest, feeling the ghost species that didn't quite fit.

No wonder Zong Tan resisted taking out the ghost species in the last game.

This is not just a simple matter of surrendering one's life.

Dignity, pride, lifeblood, dominance...

Everything.

Yin Changxia's eye sockets were hot and humid, and his heart seemed to be soaked in warm water, gradually becoming a little sore.

He suddenly wanted to see Zong Tan immediately, to make sure that he was safe and sound.

In such a tense situation at that time, Zong Tan still chose him.

Choose to use ghost seeds to suppress madness.

Jiang Tingyun: "If it weren't for this, his vitality would be severely damaged, how could he not be able to suppress the second resentful fox eye for so long?"

Yin Changxia's eyes were red, and there was a quiver in his voice: "You tell me about this now, do you want me to choose Zongtan?"

Yes.

There are already clues.

It was just the matter of the VAM agreement and the matter of Ji Jintang that kept him from thinking deeply about it.

The meaning that Zong Tan gave to ghost species has only now been revealed to Yin Changxia through the mouth of a third person.

Jiang Tingyun was silent for a long time: "Maybe."

He and Zong Tan share the same fate.

But Zong Tan has Yin Changxia, what does he have?

He is more reluctant than Zong Tan to see Yin Changxia choose someone else.

But he wanted to win, wanted to achieve his goal, and he was extremely looking forward to Yin Changxia choosing someone else.

It's such a bad taste of self-mutilation.

Yin Changxia was caught in a dilemma, his palms were covered with cold sweat, and his knuckles turned white from his pinching.

Tang Qize reminded softly, "Look behind."

Yin Changxia turned his head and found that there was no new movement in the coffin. The skeleton in the fifth coffin seemed to be stuck and did not move forward.

"Zong Tan?"

There was still no movement in the coffin.

Could it be that there are not enough soul orbs?

Yin Changxia's heart was full of anxiety, he didn't know what was going on inside, but he still couldn't walk into the high platform sealed by purple ghost butterflies.

In the gap before the storm, Ai Gui quietly glanced at Jiang Tingyun.

He has never been so scared as he is today.

Jiang Tingyun's few words put Yin Changxia into a dilemma.Compared with him, all the calculations are nothing.

If Jiang Tingyun pointed the finger at him, wouldn't he be a step into hell?

Jiang Tingyun seemed to see through him: "If I want to betray, do you still have the whole body?"

Sad ghost: "..."

Jiang Tingyun's smile turned cold, and his hollow pupils were like whirlpools: "So you dare to attack me next time..."

Ai Gui felt threatened and understood what he meant.

The person in front of him looked harmless, but he looked like a misty landscape, making him unpredictable.

Jiang Tingyun: "A chess piece must look like a chess piece."

The mourning ghost remained silent, all kinds of anger accumulated in his heart.

Like Li Pupa, he wants to be a high-ranking chess player, and he doesn't want to be treated as a chess piece.

Unexpectedly, the more critical the moment, the more he pushed himself into the status of a humble pawn.

Sad Ghost: "...Yes."

Live first.

Escape from this place where he is bound to regenerate, and then kill this kid to vent the hatred in his heart.

Jiang Tingyun urged: "Don't you want to make a choice yet? Xiaxia."

Yin Changxia clenched his teeth, his back muscles were tense to numb, and he still didn't answer for a long time.

Jiang Tingyun: "Do you really think that you can delay this few minutes?"

Yin Changxia: "..."

Jiang Tingyun: "Why don't I tell you about the fifth murderous coffin during this period?"

Yin Changxia was still standing on the steps of the high platform. He tried to enter the range of the high platform, but the tornado formed by the purple ghost butterfly blew even bigger.

Just in case, Yin Changxia tore off his clothes and slowly moved towards the high platform.

However, at that moment, his clothing was cut off by the sharp weapon, caught in the purple butterfly, and turned into white pieces.

If a person walked in, they would be completely ground into pieces of meat.

However, the appearance of the fifth murderous coffin made Jiang Tingyun really move. The spider webs became denser and denser, and the core of the entire game was about to fall.

Jiang Tingyun slowly narrated: "The name of the ghost in the fifth coffin is Luo Li."

The little spiders piled up closer, and the rustling sound of crawling seemed to be accompanied by a horrifying background sound for Jiang Tingyun's words.

"Luo Li should be the first murderous coffin. The reason why it is ranked fifth now is that after her death, there are still people hanging for her."

"That sounds ridiculous, doesn't it?"

"Using the evil coffin to transform into a ghost general is a method Luo Li came up with before he was alive. But if he can't find someone to enshrine, the evil coffin will not succeed. The person she chose at that time betrayed her."

"Who?" Yin Changxia finally couldn't help but speak.

"You can ask Fan Ye about this, he and Luo Li know each other."

"But it's the same whether you ask or not. If you don't want to bear the pain, shouldn't betrayal be taken for granted?"

Jiang Tingyun's voice paused slightly, and he stretched out his hand expressionlessly, ordering the spiders trapped around the high platform to make a final attack.

Yin Changxia hurriedly pulled Tang Qize back to the high platform, and was forced to use the will-o'-the-wisp.

After killing those spiders, Yin Changxia discovered that the entire staircase had been eaten by them, there was no way out below, and the top was occupied by purple ghost butterflies flying out of the fifth coffin.

Neither before nor after.

However, in such a fierce battle, Jiang Tingyun was still narrating——

"The worshiper she personally selected didn't want her to be the original murderous coffin. She used a special method to raise the corpse with her body, so that she could hang her breath but couldn't die for a long time, which made her feel a little bit His own body rots and maggots grow."

Jiang Tingyun's voice became more hollow, echoing in the core of the game, like a pool of fog that would melt away at any time.

"Betrayal, despair, pain, such emotions are intertwined."

"What's scary is that I'm lying in the coffin in the cold, but my consciousness is still there, and then I'm riddled with holes..."

"You can't live, you can't die."

"What I hope most is that someone can give me a break."

"But no...none. In the end, no one came."

Jiang Tingyun seemed to be talking about not Luo Li, but himself, and brought everyone into that pain all at once.

Those images flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

"Even if someone kills it, it won't become what it is now."

"She originally wanted to become a ghost general, but in the end she became a half ghost king by a coincidence."

"But I can't blame those people. They were just afraid and didn't want to take responsibility that didn't belong to them, so they did such a thing. She knows this very well, and her ghost core is also born of resentment."

"Before resentment and revenge, she can still rely on these to retain her consciousness, but after the massacre, she will die with ghost core dissipated."

"It's an endless loop that can't be untied."

Speaking of this, Jiang Tingyun's smile was only sarcasm, "So, she is the one who is least likely to wake up."

If it wasn't for this reason, he and Lu Ziheng would never have given up on the fifth coffin.

Luo Li's ability to enter the core of the game means that she is willing to wake up.

He thought he understood human nature, but was defeated by human nature.

Acting for Yin Changxia and breaking away from the Luo Li he predicted was such an example.

Yin Changxia: "Why did you tell me this?"

"I'm just reminding you what it means to choose to continue to be a priest."

A few traces of blood mist appeared in Jiang Tingyun's resentful fox eyes, and his originally gentle voice changed, "Don't be naive! How can you afford to be the enshrinement of all the murderous coffins?"

These evil things should be destroyed as soon as possible.

At this moment, Jiang Tingyun finally dissected his heart in front of Yin Changxia. Yin Changxia also understood the reason for his betrayal.

He doesn't want to live anymore.

Trying my best to get back my memory, it's not as happy as the mentally handicapped back then.

Yin Changxia: "Jiang Tingyun, are you afraid of my death?"

Jiang Tingyun's expression became more and more ugly, and there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice: "I am for myself."

Yin Changxia's heart sank, and he was already forced to use the will-o'-the-wisp.

Seeing that he could not enter the high platform, Yin Changxia took the risk and threw all the soul orbs close to him into it.

After a while, it was filled with soul beads, like brilliant stars in the night sky.

The skeletal hand placed on the edge of the coffin moved lightly, and the purple ghost butterflies flew away.

Yin Changxia finally understood that Luo Li was probably a special ghost in the coffin.

She voluntarily chose to become an empty shell, fed a soul orb, and took a few steps.

That's why she stopped just now.

Yin Changxia took advantage of the haunted house, and the ghosts of the last group of passengers also turned into soul beads and rushed towards the high platform.

Groups of chrysalis begin to pupate.

The mourning ghost fell to the ground, and the chrysalis in the heart made a sound of breaking out of the cocoon, lying on the ground and howling dryly in pain: "Ahhhh!"

The chrysalis, which has broken its cocoon, wants to meet her.

The mourning ghost trembled on the ground in pain, unable to pick up the sickle, it fell to the ground as heavily as lead.

If the hole above was not blocked by Jiang Tingyun with spider silk in advance, and the unbalanced gravity returned to its original state, Ai Gui would probably be crushed to pieces at this moment.

what happened?

Why did things suddenly turn around?

Jiang Tingyun arrived at Ai Gui's side and squatted down.

He looked at the mourning ghost, and suddenly reached into his heart with his bare hands, and began to stir with a blank expression.

The sad ghost's eyes were about to split open: "You!"

The severe pain hit, making Ai Gui so painful that he didn't even have the strength to shout, it was acting as a prop for his heart, if Jiang Tingyun crushed it, he would have no way out.

But after a while, the pain gradually disappeared.

Ai Gui felt weird, and looked at Jiang Tingyun in surprise.

Jiang Tingyun: "The chrysalis, whose body has not completely died, seems to belong to Luo Li. If it successfully transforms into a butterfly, you and Li chrysalis will both die suddenly."

Ai Gui: "Shouldn't this thing belong to Fan Ye...?"

Jiang Tingyun: "Cicada Gu and butterfly chrysalis, do you think they are the same thing?"

Sad ghost: "..."

Jiang Tingyun looked towards the high platform: "Fan Ye and Luo Li..."

The doubts about the murderous coffin focused on these two people.

The conflict on the high platform was still fierce, and all of this was silent until the bones walked out of the coffin completely.

The purple ghost butterfly wrapped the bones and flew to the back of her head. The large pieces were connected together, like a shining purple cloak, covering the top of her head.

Like a bone bride with a veil.

The white bones didn't make any sound, and once again lowered their heads and remained motionless.

What the hell is going on?

I thought she would wake up under the influence of the soul orb.Unexpectedly, those butterflies only sensed Yin Changxia, and suddenly a rope made of butterflies sprang out from her feet, dragging Yin Changxia into the high platform.

Yin Changxia was unprepared and fell heavily to the ground, his body was being dragged towards her side.

Tang Qize: "Yin Changxia!"

However, such shouting did not work at all.

Even Jiang Tingyun's expression was a little stiff, and it was only after Yin Changxia's reminder that Jiang Tingyun noticed that emotion.

He really didn't want Yin Changxia to die.

But the ghost king should never be born!

Such contradictory feelings are like spears and shields, and the two sides cannot compete.

"Do it."

After Jiang Tingyun's order, the spider bypassed Tang Qize and rushed towards the high platform.With the determination to die, they used their bodies as a sharp weapon to move forward, trying to split Luo Li's defense range alive.

However, Yin Changxia was pulled in too fast, and it was impossible for those spiders to catch up.

It's not that Yin Changxia hasn't tried it before. Everything that enters the vortex of the butterfly group will be torn to pieces.

He was about to approach, his back was covered with cold sweat, and he raised the seven-star copper coin sword and stabbed at the butterfly rope.

However, a few wings were stabbed, but it didn't affect him at all, and he was still being dragged.

it's over...

In such a short period of time, there is no way to think of a solution.

Yin Changxia: "Continue to the seven-star copper coin sword! Protect yourself!"

Just take a gamble!

Any attack will provoke a strong counterattack from the opponent, and all thoughts of attack must be discarded.

Tang Qize caught the Seven Star Copper Coin Sword, his heart was in his throat.

Too dangerous.

Before Yin Changxia was about to put it in, Tang Qize yelled desperately: "Zong Tan, Yin Changxia is in danger! Are you still still?"

As soon as the words fell, the things that had not yet appeared in the coffin seemed to be stimulated.

The coffin bounced upwards, and was firmly suppressed by the new coffin lid formed by the purple ghost butterfly.

Yin Changxia suddenly penetrated into the vortex of the butterflies, and found that he was fine at all, he had already come to the bone in the blink of an eye.

Win the bet?

Yin Changxia was still in shock, and could still feel the softness of the butterfly wings touching his skin when he was pierced into the tornado.

Goosebumps arose all over his body, death was so close to him, like the knife hanging above his head, it would fall down at any moment.

Tang Qi Ze: "Stand up, don't stand still, she's going to attack you!"

However, in the next second, Bai Gu's actions made them all lose their voices.

She stretched out her hand, and the bone's knuckles slid dangerously against Yin Changxia's cheek.

Is it touching?

Are you confirming something?

Everyone: "..."

Yin Changxia: "..."

The lives of those purple ghost butterflies are extremely short, many of them have already fallen to the ground, and a layer of corpses has been piled up on the high platform. At first glance, it looks like a forest full of dyed mountains and fields, but the color is purple.

As for Luo Li, who was piled up on the corpses, there was an indescribable sense of beauty amidst the horror.

Bone opened his mouth and rattled, as if about to pronounce a certain syllable.

Yin Changxia forced himself to calm down: "What do you want to tell me?"

Unexpectedly, she seemed to be stuck, and the strength in her hands was even heavier, causing Yin Changxia's side face to be cut, and blood flowed out.

Dead silence.

boom--

A loud noise broke the silence.

Zong Tan, who was in the coffin, was stimulated by Yin Changxia's injury.

The ghost fire forcibly broke through the lid of the coffin made of purple ghost butterflies, causing the purple ghost butterflies to flee outwards as if they were trying to survive.

However, their wings were injured by the explosion after all. The frequency of the flapping of the purple ghost butterfly's wings became less and less, and finally completely lost its vitality and fell into the ocean of corpses.

Before this splendid scene could be lamented by everyone, Yin Changxia was dragged into the coffin.

The coffin that had been upright fell down with a bang, completely trapping Yin Changxia inside.

As if swearing sovereignty, a certain voice came out of the coffin——

"Don't touch him."