Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

Wang Xiaoming was thinking about the mutant humans Zhang Dong mentioned, and suddenly he sensed a spiritual wave coming from the courtyard.

He frowned and saw that several evil spirits suddenly appeared in the empty courtyard and were attacking Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong was wearing a ghost coat with suspenders, and his hands were filled with gray-black mist. Facing the attacks of several evil spirits, although he was at a disadvantage, he was not in danger of life and could hold on for a long time.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

This ancient house was originally Zhang Dong's territory. Zhou Tong was attacked in the courtyard, which must have been Zhang Dong's doing.

"Haha... Don't be angry, I just have some doubts about this contract control and want to see it more clearly." Zhang Dong explained.

Seeing that Zhou Tong could easily deal with multiple evil spirits and mobilize spiritual power easily and conveniently, Zhang Dong smiled. He was not smiling because of Zhou Tong, but for the method of contracting evil spirits.

Wang Xiaoming also understood Zhang Dong's purpose after seeing this, which was to verify the effect of contract control. No matter how much he heard, it was better to do it once with real guns and real bullets.

But this attitude of taking action without any notice made Wang Xiaoming a little dissatisfied. Zhang Dong's previous attitude almost made him forget that the person in front of him was the strongest ghost rider in Blue Star.

"That's right, how can a ghost rider who grew up in troubled times be a good man?"

Wang Xiaoming stood up and waved in the direction of the courtyard.

The invisible power descended, and the evil ghosts in the courtyard were suddenly like being hit by a spell, and they were all fixed in place and motionless.

Zhou Tong, who was originally exhausted from dealing with it, finally recovered. Looking towards the lobby, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. He knew that the professor had taken action.

In the lobby, after trapping those evil spirits, Wang Xiaoming looked at the surprised Zhang Dong and said, "I am very curious about Mr. Zhang's methods. I wonder if I can ask for advice?"

Wang Xiaoming's invitation to fight was not impulsive. Zhang Dong has always been the existence of the ceiling of combat power in the original book. After being promoted to Sequence 4, Wang Xiaoming had the idea of ​​testing.

With his current strength, plus the increase in the knowledge wilderness, his combat power can reach the level of Sequence 3. Logically speaking, he is at the same level as Zhang Dong.

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Zhang Dong was stunned and frowned and said, "You want to fight with me?"

Wang Xiaoming nodded, took out the spiritual thermos cup and drank a sip to replenish his spirituality.

Looking him up and down, Zhang Dong did not agree directly, but said: "I admit that you have the strength to fight with me, but it is very dangerous for ghost riders to fight, and I can't guarantee your safety."

"Don't worry!" Wang Xiaoming smiled lightly: "I am still proficient in life-saving methods."

Seeing that Wang Xiaoming insisted on fighting, Zhang Dong narrowed his eyes and said: "In this case, let's go to the ghost forest."

After speaking, Zhang Dong first looked at the ghosts that were fixed in the courtyard, and saw that the shadows in the corner of the wall were distorted and deformed, sweeping away those ghosts. Then he took a step and disappeared in the lobby.

Wang Xiaoming was not in a hurry, and said to Zhou Tong who was curious in the courtyard: "You wait here first, I will be back soon."

As soon as the voice fell, the figure disappeared.

In the ghost forest, it was gloomy and terrifying.

Through the ghost domain, Wang Xiaoming easily found Zhang Dong's figure. Although he was over a hundred years old, he did not look old at all at this time. He was tall and straight, and his eyes were bright.

"Young man, think carefully. I won't let you go if you start fighting."

"Mr. Zhang, just do whatever you want. I can handle it!"

As soon as Wang Xiaoming finished his reply, he saw Zhang Dong waving his hand in his direction without any hesitation.

Facing the attack, Wang Xiaoming did not panic. Starlight appeared on his body and formed a starlight clone in front of him.

Whoosh!

A strange sound came from the silent ghost forest. The starlight clone in front of Wang Xiaoming faded and disappeared directly like ink soaked in water.

At the same time, a powerful spiritual force fell on Wang Xiaoming, trying to constantly erase his presence. His clothes and skin began to become transparent.

"So strong! Just one move made my life-saving clone ineffective. The damage is overflowing... It seems that without the blessing of the knowledge wilderness, I am not a match at all."

Wang Xiaoming's thoughts were flying in his mind, and his hands moved quickly. Immediately, another starlight clone appeared and blocked the spiritual attack.

Zhang Dong's expression remained unchanged, and he gently waved his hand again, erasing the ghost's attack again.

His consciousness moved slightly, communicating with the source, and the power of the knowledge wilderness instantly descended on Wang Xiaoming. Under this blessing, Wang Xiaoming's strength skyrocketed.

Zhang Dong in the distance seemed to sense the threat, and then waved his hand twice again, attacking three times in a row.

You should know that in the original work, the captain at his peak was directly crippled after being attacked by Zhang Dong three times, and finally even turned into the most original appearance of the evil ghost.

This shows how terrible this attack is, and you will die if you don't pay attention.

Zhang Dong did not lie, as long as he took action, he would not show mercy.

Facing such an attack, even if Wang Xiaoming had the blessing of the knowledge wilderness, his body was constantly becoming transparent, and it seemed that he would soon turn into nothingness and disappear in this world.

In this situation, Wang Xiaoming was still calm, silently chanting spells, mobilizing the spirituality in his body, and using magic before his body completely disappeared.

Hiss!

The sound of a horse neighing was heard, and ripples appeared in the void. A red horse walked out of it and came to Wang Xiaoming's side.

Wang Xiaoming jumped on the horse and controlled the horse to leave the spot.

Zhang Dong frowned as he watched from a distance, not understanding the situation in front of him. How did this horse come from? He had lived for hundreds of years, but he had never seen such a powerful ghost.

Is this the special power of Wang Xiaoming?

He had sensed the strangeness of Wang Xiaoming. Unlike the ghost rider, the energy in Wang Xiaoming's body carried an inexplicable vitality.

"Huh... No!" Zhang Dong suddenly found that Wang Xiaoming, who was sitting on the horse, did not look like he was attacked at all.

His attack just now almost killed him, so how come he got better in the blink of an eye?

What was going on? Zhang Dong was puzzled.

"This Dou Qi horse is really useful. As long as the opponent can't catch up with the horse, no matter how strong he is, he can't hurt me."

On the horse's back, Wang Xiaoming smiled. This Dou Qi horse was the biggest surprise in his recent spell research.

"Mr. Zhang! Just do it." Wang Xiaoming smiled as he controlled the horse to circle in place.

Wave, wave, wave!

Zhang Dong regained his expressionless face and used his most powerful erasing ability against Wang Xiaoming.

At the moment he attacked, the trees in the ghost forest moved without wind, making a rustling sound. Some ghost trees even showed their true form, as if the erasing ability destroyed the balance in the ghost forest.

However, this time, Wang Xiaoming's response was easier. He was not prepared at all and simply rode his horse in the ghost forest.

Zhang Dong's several supernatural attacks fell on Wang Xiaoming and passed through him, as if Wang Xiaoming was a phantom at this time.