Chapter 229 Escape

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing was just like a poor guy possessed by a ghost in a horror movie. Under the possession of a powerful ghost, his body structure showed anti-human and shocking distortions.

His head was twisted behind him, and when his eyes sunk, he could see his shoulder blades.

The joints of his hands and feet were also twisted 180 degrees. Except for the torso, which remained unchanged, all his limbs were reversed.

Except for wood demons and water ghosts, if you switch to other professions and encounter such exaggerated injuries, you may be killed on the spot.

Yeyoushen's powerful vitality and self-healing power prevented him from dying on the spot.

"Hehe, it's so fun, so fun."

A child's clear voice came from Zhang Yuanqing's body.

The next second, Zhang Yuanqing's upper body slowly leaned back, his feet were straight, his heels did not move, and his waist was bent a little bit, like a fully drawn bow.

His ribs stood out one by one, and his spine groaned on the verge of breaking.

No, it won't work. Zhang Yuanqing's heart trembled.

If his spine is broken, he will definitely not be able to recover in a short time with the healing ability of the Level 3 Night Walker God. He will lose the ability to deal with the crisis in the instance and will definitely die.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the scene when he used the Ghost Bride for the first time. His limbs were cold and numb, unable to use his strength, and his body was not controlled by his brain.

As his waist continued to bend, Zhang Yuanqing felt slight pain in his cervical vertebrae.

In the current state of the brain's lack of perception of the body, you can still feel slight pain, which indicates that the spine has begun to break.

Zhang Yuanqing burst out his last remaining energy, and dark and sticky energy appeared in his eyes, filling his eye sockets.

Devouring souls!

Soul Devouring is the nemesis of all spirits, and it is the magical skill of the Night Travel God to dominate the supernatural realm. Even if the strength of the two sides is very different, it can still suppress and influence the resentful spirits for a short time.

"Yeah~"

A child's slightly frightened cry came from his body.

Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing felt that the coolness in his body had weakened a bit, and his brain's control over the physical body had been restored to a certain extent.

At this time, he clearly felt the severe pain coming from his waist and the sharp pain that made him gasp.

Regardless of his injury, Zhang Yuanqing looked up to the sky and roared while seizing the opportunity.

A bright and bright moonlight broke through the clouds and shone on Zhang Yuanqing like a searchlight.

Xiaoyue!

Xiaoyue is the unparalleled skill of the Night Walker God. It can only be used at night. It borrows the power of the Taiyin to greatly enhance the Night Walker God's physical strength and skills. It is a life-saving skill.

But the price is that for the next three hours, the Night Wanderer will enter a state of sluggishness.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanqing rarely uses this skill.

His aura surged sharply, and his "Spirit Devouring" skill was also slightly improved, further suppressing the ghost doll in his body.

In an instant, Zhang Yuanqing regained 50% of the control over his body. He flicked his back and stood up straight. With a click, his twisted right arm returned to its original position. He grabbed it in the air and pulled out a Yin-Yang robe and a pair of yellow robes. Silk woven boots with exquisite moiré embroidery.

He wants to use the yin and yang robe to resolve the ghost doll's killing rules.

Zhang Yuanqing raised his right foot and inserted it into the back boot. However, when he wanted to move his left foot, he unfortunately found that the control of this foot was still in the hands of the ghost doll.

"Hmph, bad guy, if you don't want to play games with me, I'm going to kill you~"

The ghost doll seemed to be aware of his response, and its childish and innocent voice was filled with coldness. Then, the suppressed Yin Qi surged back and took control of the body in an instant.

Click!

His right arm was twisted backwards again, and his waist was bent backward again. This time, the bend was fast and fierce, as if he wanted to directly break his cervical vertebrae.

At that moment, the deceased No. 1 who had twisted the old man's head ran over and kicked Zhang Yuanqing's right leg, knocking him to the ground and resolving the fate of a broken cervical vertebra.

Then, Dead Man One lightly swept his leg and kicked the other boot towards the main body's left foot.

The back boots touch the soles of the feet and are put on by oneself.

Finally, Dead No. 1 grabbed the Yin-Yang robe that fell on the ground and threw it into the sky with shaking hands.

Wow!

The robe unfolds, and the Taichi fish on the back emerges, spinning like a millstone. The Yang fish grinds out scorching flames, and the Yin fish sprinkles illusory water.

The water and fire formation covers a radius of thirty meters.

Zhang Yuanqing's body disappeared, replaced by two clay figures rising from the ground.

They have hard bodies but extremely flexible joints, similar to the terracotta warriors and horses, and their facial features are exactly the same as Zhang Yuanqing's.

The clay figure standing in the flames looked around and said:

"Yes, it makes sense. This body is good. But I feel weird. I can't tell what's weird."

The clay man with his feet on the illusory water said:

"Why do I feel like you've become even more stupid?"

The Dead Man No. 1 (Zhang Yuanqing), standing on the dividing line between water and fire, looked at his two clones and couldn't help but frown.

Are these two guys me? Why are you acting like a fool?

The water and fire clones had no expression to begin with, and their speech was stuck one after another, like a mentally retarded imbecile.

Well, my soul was cut into too many parts. Zhang Yuanqing immediately understood that it was not that the water and fire clones were mentally retarded, but that too few souls were given to them.

Half of his soul is in the main body and half is in the infernal corpse. After using the yin and yang robe, the water and fire clones share the half of the soul equally.

So it will look very dull.

At this time, the short shadow, which was deeper than the darkness, ignored the burning of the flames and the washing of the water, quickly swept towards the Dead No. 1, and let out the laughter of a childish girl:

"Let's play games~"

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing no longer delayed, and hurried in front of the short shadow-possessed dead man No. 1, making two clones and a corpse stand in a triangle.

"You shoot one, I shoot one, let's play games before dark"

Amid the applause of "bang bang" from the clay figures, the interrupted game continued.

The ghost doll "wandered" around the three of them, complaining and crying, and tried to possess it several times, but all ended in failure.

Zhang Yuanqing also felt uncomfortable. The formation time of the Yin and Yang robe was ten minutes. Beyond this time, he would never be able to recover his body.

Therefore, if the ghost doll doesn't leave within ten minutes, then you can only use the magic pestle.

At that time, everything will slide into an uncontrollable abyss.

Time passed like water, and when it was finally close to ten minutes, the ghost doll stamped its feet and said:

"I hate it. You don't want to play with me. I'll come find you tomorrow~"

Then, the short figure quickly moved away, blended into the deep darkness, and disappeared completely.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing immediately released the formation form, recovered his body, and lay on the ground in a large font, breathing heavily.

Dead One stands guard.

"Fortunately, fortunately, when the old man turned into a corpse, it was already close to the first watch, otherwise it would be really dangerous this time. Mad, this copy is no safer than Yin Yang Town."

He lay in the thick night for nearly ten minutes before sitting up with difficulty.

The broken neck bones, leg bones and arm bones have been repaired well, but they are limited to normal movements and cannot do strenuous exercise.

Zhang Yuanqing's physical condition is very bad. On the one hand, it is the injury, and on the other hand, it is the sequelae of Xiao Yue's performance.

But fortunately, the yin energy here is extremely strong and it is dark. It is a feng shui treasure land that nourishes the night wandering god, which greatly shortens the recovery time.

The night was deep and dark as ink.

The mountain village is silent.

Zhang Yuanqing was sitting in the darkness, surrounded by the corpses acting as bodyguards, and not far away was the old man whose corpse was separated.

In such a depressing environment, he was not afraid at all, but felt at home like a fish in water and felt more intimate.

"If I remember correctly, the interval between the first watch and the second watch is one hour, which is two hours. Within two hours, I am safe."

"The paper man will appear on the second watch. According to normal logic, the danger level should increase with time. The ghost doll on the first watch is already so scary. What about the paper man on the second watch?"

"I still don't know what's weird about midnight. Tsk, the old man has turned into an inferi. The other villagers must be the same, too. There's no way to get any information."

In order to confirm his guess, he summoned the little funny boy and urged the little baby spirit to crawl towards the rammed earth house not far away.

The little funny boy penetrated the wall and entered the house.

Zhang Yuanqing entered the consciousness of the baby spirit, his eyes penetrated the darkness, and examined the scene in the house.

There are two corpses in the house, one male and one female, they should be a couple.

Their eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and thick saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths. They just stood in the room blankly.

"They don't seem to have the ability to actively attack people. At least they won't attack people unless they enter the house."

Zhang Yuanqing made a judgment in his mind.

This group of villagers are normal people during the day, but at night, when the Yin Qi surrounds the mountain village, they turn into Yin corpses.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but think of the old man's words when he turned into a corpse:

At the fourth watch, everyone was dead!

The princess who can turn the entire village into inferi should be the one who did it. I was wrong. She is not fierce, she is super fierce. Is this kind of boss really something that a transcendent realm can handle?

Zhang Yuanqing felt something was wrong.

The difficulty of this dungeon has exceeded the level of A level. This is clearly S level. No, S level may not be so scary.

"What am I thinking about? Is there any experience from the Demon Lord that I can use as a reference? The senior's wool will become white if it is not plucked."

Zhang Yuanqing took out the Elvis Presley speaker from his trouser pocket, placed it in front of him, patted the black metal shell, and asked:

"How do you pass the next paper man level?"

This time, the Elvis speaker cooperated very well, and a "sizzling" sound of electricity came from the speaker.

A few seconds later, a shrill, frightened cry was heard:

"Run, run away~"

This voice was full of fear and trembling, echoing in the dark night, bringing a creepy chill.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected. Continue to code the next chapter and read it tomorrow morning.