Can you do some personnel work?

Qin Zheng urged, and his expression was no longer as relaxed as before.

Seeing his solemn expression, Zhang Fa, who was cheerfully counting the number of cursed objects, was startled for a moment.

Fuck, don't tell me that ghost in the back is really dangerous!

I thought you were just here to lie to the cursed thing, but it turned out to be true? !

Facing Zhang Fa's bewildered gaze, Qin Zheng waved his hands calmly, and turned to look at Su Zitu——

"Zitu, the main combat power this time is you, don't hold back, this soul nail is also for you, and it will do as long as it pierces the ghost's head."

"I see."

Su Zitu also nodded emphatically after receiving the soul-suppressing nail handed over by Qin Zheng.

The spirits of the others were also tense to the extreme, and their breathing gradually became heavier.

After everyone was ready, Qin Zheng also said decisively——

"rush!!!"

With an order, all the players rushed towards the wall.

The moment their bodies touched the wall, everyone walked through it as if they hadn't touched anything.

However, the last ghost just wanted to catch up, but the whole ghost hit the wall with a "bang", and was bounced back to its original position.

On the other hand, the other players, after passing through the wall, were stopped in place by the almost bloody scene.

The entire street, even the buildings on both sides were soaked in blood.

The players who entered before died tragically on the street without exception, their bodies and stumps were pierced by strange bone spurs, hanging in various places in all directions like decorations...

225. The Team Gradually Forgot Their Original Purpose

The strong smell of blood wafted in the air, making the air heavy and ominous.

Wherever the feet stepped, there was thick blood, and it didn't even feel like they were stepping on the ground, but suspended on the water.

Numerous remains of corpses that were pierced and suspended by strange bone spurs are scattered all over the place, and even a lot of internal organs are scattered, dripping blood continuously, like a drawing of hell.

But the ghost that caused all this has never been seen, and the silence is so disturbing.

"Why are you still standing there, run away!!"

Qin Zheng let out a loud roar, instantly waking up the dazed crowd, and the players fled like the wind to the direction he pointed.

Not long after they ran out, a figure more than two meters tall slowly appeared in the shadow of the building behind.

The tall and tall body is in the shape of an old rickety, with a dilapidated robe on its body, and an arm as dry as an old tree, carrying a lantern made entirely of human skin.

The human skin is stretched by the thin bone spurs to an extremely shallow level, and the empty wick position can be vaguely seen, as if waiting for something to fill it.

The ghost's eyes with only the whites of its eyes fixed on the fleeing players in front of it, and just as its withered arms were about to be raised, terrifying brute force swept from its body without warning——

"Bang!!!"

The dull kneeling sound resounded clearly throughout the street, and even accompanied by the sound of bone cracking, the players all trembled in fright, and the speed of fleeing for their lives skyrocketed again.

None of them dared to look back, and there was only one sentence left in their minds——

"It's only 10 minutes, how far can you run!"

But for this hell-like scene, these 10 minutes may still be extravagant.

I can only pray that even if Qin Zheng and the others die, they can hold on for 3 minutes...

On the other side of the ghost, he looked down at his kneeling figure in a daze. Before he could react, a strong wind mixed with a strong smell of blood whizzed from the side without warning.

Glancing lightly from the corner of the eye, a bronze folding stool rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes.

The next second—

"Bang!!!"

With a heart-shattering loud noise, the folding stool was slammed on the ghost's head extremely ferociously, and the terrifying brute force exploded, as if the folding stool was about to explode with the ghost.

But unexpectedly, the ghost that was hit didn't even shake its head, and even its skin was only slightly scratched, and the smelly black blood continued to flow down.

"So hard?!"

"Stop off!!"

Su Zitu yelled violently, and almost at the moment Miao Sankuang got out of the way, the brick smashed fiercely on the Tianling Gai with bursts of sonic booms.

"Crack-"

A clear sound of bone cracking resounded immediately, and the head, which was originally extremely hard, was sunken into a strange arc by Su Zitu.

At this moment, the ghost only felt that his brains were about to splash out, and his consciousness was blurred for a moment.

At this time, a bronze watermelon knife skillfully chopped on the wrist of the ghost holding the lantern.

But after this knife, the ghost still only broke a layer of skin, but Zhang Fa's mouth was numb from the shock, and he almost couldn't even hold the watermelon knife.

"Grass, this time I really encountered an iron plate, how could it be hardened like this, the concrete is muddy!!!"

"Don't worry about this, hurry up and think of a way to take this lantern away first, it's definitely a good thing, let alone let it be used first!"

Qin Zheng urged, and when he shook his hands, the shroud, hemp rope, and shackles were strangled around the neck of the ghost almost at the same time, forcibly suppressing the ghost's figure that was about to struggle to stand up.

When the suppression force was almost full, a large number of curse patterns slowly spread from the shroud to the ghost's body, suppressing the danger of the ghost like a curse, but the effect was obviously weakened to the extreme.

At the same time, Feng Wai's Fang of the Starving Ghost immediately pressed on the ghost's chest, trying to eat the other's flesh and blood as much as possible.

"Zitu help break its fingers, this thing is too damn hard!"

"Come on, San Kuang, help Qin Zheng suppress ghosts first!"

"learn!"

With a clear division of labor, Su Zitu grabbed the ghost's finger and pulled it out with all his strength.

But at this moment, she felt like she was trying to pry a steamroller, and it was so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

Until she managed to break off a finger, the ghost's body struggled frantically in vain.

Qin Zheng's face changed suddenly when he heard the sound of metal twisting from the shackles.

I finally picked up a new pair of shackles, so I can't break them here again!

The moment he quickly retracted the shackles, the ghost's body struggled more and more intensely, almost pulling Qin Zheng back directly.

As he staggered closer, Qin Zheng decisively slapped the ghost-suppressing order on the ghost's forehead, causing it to kneel back to its original position.

"You really don't have wholesale orders for ghost towns? It's so easy to use!"

"Stop dreaming, or you will also become a ghost messenger, maybe you can pick up similar ones in the future."

"Forget it, I think this lantern is pretty good."

"You'd better not give it a chance to be useful, or you'll all die here!"

Looking at the introduction of the lantern, Qin Zheng's heart tightened to the extreme——

[Sacrificial Lamp—Half-Life Ghost Level (incomplete version), after being ignited with ghost energy or curse power, it can nullify all cursed objects of the same level or below within a range of [-] meters, and the curse effect will also be suppressed]

[The heart of a living person or ghost can be used as a wick. After the heart of a living person is lit, it can only suppress the cursed thing. The effect of the ghost heart is the full version]

[And once the ghost heart is burned out, a player or ghost whose range curse has failed will be imprisoned into the lantern, and after 10 minutes of suppression, it will be made into a new wick]

Aware of the seriousness of the problem, Zhang Fa didn't dare to delay for a moment. He took out a few blood-colored embroidery needles from the storage ring and pierced the ghost's arm holding the lantern.

However, due to the extremely high defense, Zhang Fa gave up his boss's strength and forced a little more in. The strange blood color instantly covered the ghost's entire arm.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, the originally normal arm began to squirm strangely under the skin, as if something was swimming, and there was gradually a faint sound of gnawing.

"Click!!"

On Su Zitu's side, he finally broke off the ghost's second finger, and seeing that there was only the last one left, before she could move on, the ghost jumped up from the ground.

Ignoring the evil curse spreading on his body, his withered big hands immediately grabbed the nearest Meow Three Maniac.

But at the moment when the arm was close to the Tianling Cap, two chopsticks made of bones poked the ghost's wrist without warning...

226. There is no good thing in this team!

"Hungry—very hungry—"

Hoarse growls came from all directions in the street, and accompanied by a strange crawl, several thin figures with abnormally protruding stomachs appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The players stared at the fast-moving starving ghosts, and they were so frightened that they all took out their cursed objects.

It's just that before they could use it, they found that these starving ghosts completely ignored them, crawled straight to the rear, and finally all fell on the tall figure kneeling on the ground.

"Then, what the hell is that?"

"This is the first time I've seen such a ghost..."

"Can't bronze weapons seriously injure it?!"

"So many things seem to be out of control, run away!!!"

I don't know who yelled, they didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly continued to run with their heads muffled.

It seems that those people can still stop for a while, and it is the right thing to take advantage of this opportunity to escape!

On the other hand, those starving ghosts who jumped on the ghosts, even though they were gnawing at the ghosts' bodies frantically, still couldn't hurt them even a little bit, they just blocked their actions.

And the ghost's arm pointed at by the chopsticks Miao Sankuang's chopsticks softened strangely, and it did not cause the slightest damage when it was slapped on Miao Sankuang's Tianling cover.

At this moment, the attention of the starving ghosts who were gnawing on ghosts gradually shifted to Miao Sankuang, and her expression changed slightly.

Did it fail so quickly this time? !

"There are three!"

"Ow~"

The cat roared softly, swung its big fluffy tail and hurried away into the distance.

And when it ran like this, a strange breath wafted from its body, as if it had a fatal attraction to ghosts, and instantly attracted all the starving ghosts.

Seeing that all the starving ghosts were attracted by themselves, Mao Yousan was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and Sa Yazi ran towards the direction where Zheng Xiang and others fled.

It would take a lot of effort to get rid of these things in normal fluency, but now there are ready-made substitutes, so why not make good use of them?

And the running figure of Cat Yousan was quickly noticed by the players, and their faces turned green.

"Did this cat attract all those starving ghosts?!"

"Grass, this bastard is even worse than Qin Zheng and the others!"

"Is there anyone who can kill this cat!!!"

"Move now, if Qin Zheng and the others don't die, then we will be the ones who will die!!"

"Now it is whoever falls last who is unlucky."

......

The players who realized the key to the problem didn't say a word, they could only bite the bullet and run wildly.

Sure enough, Qin Zheng's team didn't have any good things, even the cats were like dogs! !

And as all the starving ghosts were lured away by Mao Yousan, Miao Sankuang, who had escaped from the ghost's attack, picked up the folding stool and smashed the ghost again fiercely.

It's a pity that the folding stool, which is always invincible, seems to have encountered Waterloo this time, and the damage is completely like scraping.

On the contrary, Su Zitu was like a god of war at the moment, grabbing the soul nail that Qin Zheng borrowed from her, and smashing it on the ghost's celestial spirit cover.

The moment the soul nail barely pierced through, the bronze bricks followed closely——

"Bang!!!"

"Pfft-"

The soul-suppressing nail directly sank into the ghost's head, and the frantically struggling body gradually slowed down.

However, this obviously didn't last long. Qin Zheng glanced at it casually, and saw signs of ghosts expulsing the Soul Soul Nail, and the stinky black blood was constantly oozing out.

Taking advantage of the other party being restrained again, Su Zitu once again grabbed the last finger of the ghost holding the lantern, and all the strength in his body burst out suddenly——

Click! !