With such a strange laugh, the Ghost King rushed towards me again. His paws were waving, and his props and clothes were slightly deformed due to his pulling.

I did not hide, but took advantage of the opportunity when the Ghost King rushed over, raised his hands and grabbed his wrists.

Although he has unfathomable Yin Qi, and Yin Qi is constantly changing into toy knives and toy guns, he still looks like a child in terms of how his body moves. Even if he can fly, it is not difficult for me to catch him as a child. Without the obstruction of Yin Qi in the shape of a big knife, I can easily get close to him and grasp his body.

The ability poured out and touched the yin energy in the ghost king's body.

I obviously felt the two forces hedge.

The devil COS suit formed by the layer of yin energy around the Ghost King disappeared within one second, the Ghost King's face was exposed, and his little face was full of panic.

"Ah!" The Ghost King let out a child's scream, kicking his legs, trying to struggle.

I could feel his weak power, which was really similar to a boy of five or six years old, and was not very powerful. But the yin energy I could come into contact with was extremely huge. To put it more accurately, perhaps the density was very high. The yin energy in the body of the Ghost King was not like an invisible object or a gas, but something harder than flesh and blood.

My ability is weakening his strength and progress is slow.

The screams of the Ghost King were in my ears, and the shouts of the toy people were under my feet. From the corner of my eyes, I saw them excitedly, waving their fists, climbing up the roof.

I pulled the Ghost King up and flew some. Those toy people couldn't reach us and could only throw a little into the sky.

The Yin Qi that had dispersed and changed the color of the light source flew up and reunited on the Ghost King.

This addition only offsets a little bit of my consumption of him.

Fighting has become a protracted war.

I gritted my teeth and prepared to give it a try like this. This is the only way I can use.

The ability continues to enter the body of the Ghost King, reducing his yin energy layer by layer. I estimated that my ability should be enough to support me to completely eliminate him. Even if it is not enough, I have to hold on.

I was mentally prepared, but the other party seemed to be an ignorant child and was still struggling with useless work. He didn't cry loudly, but just shouted in panic.

The toy man below has a new move, as if he is going to build a ladder.

This method is also a useless task. I am in a pure soul state now, and I am not in a dream, so there is no restriction of possession. I can fly to a very high place. In this small town built hundreds of years ago, there are no such tall buildings, no tools such as ladders, and no weapons such as guns to deal with me. There is not even a trencher here, and I have not seen those toy people bring slingshots and bows and arrows. Their ideas are very limited.

I focused my attention on the Ghost King and used my ability without restraint.

The ghost king's yin energy was cut off by me. He stopped shouting and just stared at me resentfully.

The toy people below changed their strategy, seemingly giving up on rescue. They fists each other, fought together, and the onlookers cheered.

I looked down and saw the crowd running in the street.

The cry of the child resounded throughout the town. Some children were arrested.

I couldn't understand what they were going to do, but I quickly found the answer.

The child was lifted and smashed down.

It was a cruel massacre. But this massacre seemed to inspire the blood of young toy people. Their fights with each other became fierce. The whole town fell into a strange frenzy.

At the same time, I felt that the yin energy was growing.

I was shocked and thought I was distracted and relaxed in the use of my abilities. But that was not the case. My consumption of the Ghost King could not keep up with the growth rate of his Yin Qi!

Although it was slow, his yin energy was indeed growing!

Is it because of the actions of the toy people below?

Massacre, fight... are these rules of the territory he ruled?

I instantly remembered the original reality. It should be said that it was the original past... Those strange toys that emerged from the forest, in addition to exaggerated thermal weapons, as well as toys with terrifying appearances, soldiers and other toys. This is how those toys come from? What boys like, they grab the toys with their left and right hands to fight, and use toys to attack the toys...

My heart tightened.

Under such rules, the soul who enforces the rules will provide power to the Ghost King.

My abilities can't keep up!

In this case, I will definitely be the one who was killed in the end!

I became anxious.

But at this time, I couldn't free up the toy people below to solve the problem. I wanted to let go of the Ghost King, and his Yin Qi would recover faster. In a flash, I could use Yin Qi to construct toy weapons and kill me.

If the thin guys can realize this problem...

boom!

Suddenly, an explosion occurred in the underground town. I smelled the burnt smoke, and the fire turned into a fire snake, wandering through the streets.

The toy man caught fire and started burning quickly.

I felt a little delighted.

The Ghost King who was controlling in his hand began to scream again. He looked at me resentfully, then turned to look in the direction of the street below.

Following the Ghost King's gaze, I saw the figures of the thin man and the fat man running. They ran to the outside of the fire circle, and while running, they looked up at the air, looking at me.

The fire spread rapidly in such ancient towns. There was no automatic fire extinguishing device, nor did there be building materials to prevent combustion. The town turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"It's useless." The Ghost King suddenly spoke, and it was the first time he spoke.

"You can't kill me." He added.

I don't care.

His yin energy was weakening and his spirit became listless, but his expression was still so proud.

I quickly felt the resistance.

My ability hit a barrier. That strange feeling was something I had never encountered before using my ability.

"Look, I said it, it's useless." The Ghost King smiled.

There were no groans and screams in the burning sea of ​​fire. The entire town gradually collapsed in the sea of ​​fire and turned into scorched earth.

The Ghost King should have no source of power.

No...carrier! The ghost's carrier should still exist!

After Cheng Jiu arrived in the real world, he just became extremely weak and did not die. These ghost kings are probably different from ordinary ghosts. Some do not have carriers, but some have one carrier.

Only this explanation...

The Ghost King laughed.

I feel helpless.

If Wu Ling was there, maybe some other magic could be used to seal the Ghost King. I can only rely on my own abilities...

The situation turned into an awkward deadlock again.

I remembered Chen Xiaoqiu and the other two who went to find the cemetery. However, the Ghost King's original body is a boy, which does not match the story told by Lina. The Ghost King's use of his abilities and the rules formulated are similar to those before the past. I don't know how many twists and turns there are, but it is certain that the story of the thin man and Lina's story have become unreliable.

Things have returned to the beginning.

We are still looking for a carrier, just like looking for a needle in a haystack, and looking for a carrier.

For a moment, I was a little whimsical, hoping that Wu Ling would fall from the sky.

Although I have not seen Wu Ling or her trace since entering this space.

I was still whimsical and hoped that the old man whom I saw first would appear again. I don’t know what kind of abilities he has, but maybe it will come in handy.

What I expected didn't happen.

What I didn't expect happened.
Chapter completed!