The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 13
The other three ghost masters in Zuimeng Tower stared at Li Qingzhi with eager eyes, their faces filled with murderous intent.

broken!

Li Qingzhi's eyes narrowed and he immediately stood in front of Zhang Dong, and the ghost figure behind him also stood up.

Do you want to use the ghost realm to run?
As he thought, the thick ink shadow gradually flowed towards Zhang Dong, but immediately retracted after just a touch.

Obviously Zhang Dong's suppression ability will also affect the ghost shadow.

Then we must persist here until Zhang Dong wakes up.

Immediately, the three of them looked at each other and rushed forward together with understanding. They each used the ghost abilities in their bodies to kill Li Qingzhi and the others.

All kinds of supernatural phenomena suddenly occurred in the hall, a woman's shrill cry echoed, countless blood-stained handkerchiefs floated over from nowhere, and there were bursts of cracking sounds from the floor, and gray fingers one by one. Protruding from the cracks were long, sharp black nails that seemed capable of scratching anything.

The first thing that reached Li Qingzhi was the miserable cry. After hearing the cry, he actually felt sad in his heart. He began to cry uncontrollably on his face, and even squeezed out a few tears.

No matter how he controlled his emotions, he could not resist the impact of the crying, and his body fell to his knees amidst the bursts of superimposed crying.

No, if you go on like this, you will definitely die.

Li Qingzhi took a deep breath, his concentration reached an unprecedented level, and he tried hard to control the ghost figure behind him in front of him. Although the supernatural sound of crying continued to interfere, the ghost figure was also moving step by step, just because of the influence of the cry. , it moves very slowly.

"Woooooo~"

The supernatural influence of the crying became more and more serious. Li Qingzhi couldn't hold back his tears and kept choking, and his consciousness became blurred amidst the bursts of crying.

Fortunately, the ghost had moved in front of him at this time, like a huge black statue standing in front of him, blocking most of the supernatural beings.

The woman's crying suddenly became much quieter.

But another supernatural force followed soon after, and handkerchiefs stained with blood were falling everywhere. As soon as they touched the ground, the blood on the handkerchiefs couldn't stop overflowing, burning the ground with fist-sized holes. A sickening smoke spread out.

Li Qingzhi instantly realized that the handkerchief was contaminated with supernatural power, and once it was touched, it would be horribly corroded.

He manipulated the ghost to change shape, forming a huge semicircular dome, blocking many approaching handkerchiefs.

At the same time, such strange handkerchiefs began to float in other places in the hall. They seemed to be deliberately floating in the direction of people, and other people were also attacked indiscriminately.

People naturally discovered that this was no ordinary handkerchief and tried their best to avoid it, but someone still accidentally touched it. In the blink of an eye, the contact area became eroded, and the wound spread rapidly, like a drop of ink dripping into clear water and spreading rapidly. Then, the rotten flesh fell to the ground.

"Ah, it hurts."

"Help!~"

The wails of ghosts and wolves were heard in the hall.

The situation on Li Qingzhi's side was not much better. After resisting the woman's cry, the ghost figure had obviously reached its limit. The blood-stained handkerchief fell on the black dome, and an invisible supernatural confrontation took place.

But there is no suspense about this confrontation.

The ghost immediately fell into a state of decline, and the seemingly indestructible black dome softened, as if it was about to turn into liquid again, exposing many gaps of different sizes.

It itself gradually fell into silence under the continuous attack of two supernatural forces.

And a handkerchief also took this opportunity to pass through the gap in the ghost shadow and float directly above Zhang Dong, who was still lying stiffly on the ground.

Li Qingzhi was instantly frightened, and hurriedly controlled the ghost shadow to cover it over there, not caring even if he was exposed to many supernatural influences.

But the ghost shadow was still a step slower. When the shadow had just covered half of the distance, the blood-stained handkerchief had already passed through the last range it could take care of.

"The suppressive ability in him should be able to resist the handkerchief."

Li Qingzhi could only pray like this. He hoped that the force that caused Zhang Dong to be unable to move would also be effective against the handkerchief.

But just a second before the handkerchief came into contact with Zhang Dong, his body suddenly softened, as if he was freed from stiffness.

The suppressive effect on him disappeared
Just before the handkerchief fell. "Damn it, why did the suppression effect disappear at this time!"

Li Qingzhi's eyes suddenly widened and he cursed fiercely.

Zhang Dong, who regained his freedom, immediately discovered the handkerchief that had fallen on his abdomen. The blood on it was bubbling, instantly infecting his clothes, seeping downward, and quickly flowing to his skin.

There was a cold feeling on his skin, as if an extremely cold hand was touching him under his clothes.

His expression changed, and he immediately jumped up from the ground. The handkerchief also fell to the ground with inertia, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But the scarlet blood stuck to the clothes, corroding a large area, and the Zhangdong skin was also exposed.

The strange thing is that his skin seems to be unharmed and still intact, and the supernatural power stored in his blood does not seem to be taking effect.

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly and he checked his body carefully. The cold feeling just now disappeared, and he had no other abnormal feelings.

Is this the gold content of ignoring any rules?
He murmured secretly, and was really shocked by the ability of the regular ghost.

As long as it is not the negative impact caused by this ghost, other attacks cannot affect Zhang Dong.

It's simply too outrageous.

"Are you all right?"

Li Qingzhi's eyes widened again, he was astonished and even more confused, and he suddenly felt a kind of admiration for Zhang Dong in his heart.

This man was so terrible that he ignored the supernatural attack.

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly, and he was shocked when he saw the three ghost masters directly in front of him, apparently because he had received their attacks forcefully with his flesh and blood body.

Seeing this, the three of them did not believe in evil, and continued to activate more terrifying supernatural powers.

Suddenly, the frequency of the woman's cries increased, the number of handkerchiefs flying in the sky also increased, and the ground began to be covered with dense gray fingers.

But these supernatural phenomena cannot affect Zhang Dong at all, and they lose their effect just by getting close.

The blood on the handkerchief quickly faded and then disappeared, completely turning into an ordinary handkerchief.

The woman's cries that kept echoing in his ears did not cause any fluctuations in his heart.

There was no desire to cry at all, and I even wanted to laugh a little.

The gray fingers on the ground all retracted as they approached him, as if they had touched something taboo.

This kind of supernatural power exerted by the ghost master who is not an alien and only controls one powerful ghost cannot affect him at all.

Even if they were almost on the verge of the ghost's resurrection, the supernatural power that exploded at the last moment would be of no avail.

"Now it's my turn."

Zhang Dong said casually to them, took a slight breath, raised his right hand and waved it, directly interfering with the laws of the living people in their bodies.

The three of them instantly froze, with infinite fear on their faces, but they could not move at all.Then, like the first erased Ghost Rider, parts of the living body began to disappear.

Ten seconds later, all three people were wiped out, leaving only the evil ghost in their bodies.

A handkerchief stained with blood.

A fig leaf with a grimace on it.

A gray finger of rot.

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(End of this chapter)