Nightmare Apostle

Almost as a subconscious reaction, Yang Xiao grabbed the human bone stick and hit it on the top of his head. The stick hit the air, but it obviously hit something. The shadow of the woman on the wall also violently tilted back, and her head shook. of,

Almost fell off.

At the same time, the corners of Yang Xiao's eyes were also torn open, his eyes were covered with blood, and the whole world turned into a pool of blood red in his eyes.

After being attacked, the female ghost was not beaten down, but went even more crazy to dig out Yang Xiao's eyes. At this moment, Yang Xiao looked ferocious, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his eyes were inexplicably bulging, as if they were about to fall out in the next second.

A few sticks in a row didn't work, so Yang Xiao directly put on the ghost whisk. This blow might hurt him, but he had no time to care about it at the moment. At the moment when he poured his mental power crazily into the ghost whisk, the one facing him on the right hand side Suddenly a gust of wind blew from the door.

The cold wind was biting, and for just a moment, Yang Xiao's blood vessels seemed to be filled with ice. The flames in the ghost lantern shook a few times, then went out with a "pop". At the same time, the female ghost riding on his neck also Stopped moving.

An extremely ominous feeling hit his heart, and he forced his frozen legs to walk forward. Each step was as difficult as a beginner's, one step, two steps, three steps... ． After rushing for more than ten steps in a row, he couldn't walk anymore, and his legs seemed to be frozen.

Neither the person nor the ghost moved, the sculpture remained in place, and the next second, Yang Xiao heard footsteps coming from behind.

"despair."

"despair."

"despair.

His pupils suddenly tightened, and he heard clearly that it was the sound of clogs stepping on the floor, and it was the ghost pulling the wooden shoes!

It came out of the door just now!

The sound of wooden footsteps approaching step by step was directed at him. Yang Xiao shrank his body, not even daring to look back. He slowly closed his eyes, as if he had accepted the judgment of fate.

The horror of this ghost is beyond imagination, and the old ghost in Taoist robes cannot compare with it. It is the most terrifying existence in this ghost!

step.

Two steps.

The ghost was getting closer and closer. When he walked to him, Yang Xiao heard a very soft sound, like a sharp weapon cutting through the air. Then, his shoulders suddenly became much lighter and his eyes were no longer swollen. .

"despair."

"despair."

"despair."

The sound of wooden footsteps continued and gradually faded away, but the footsteps were mixed with a discordant sound, like the sound of heavy objects being dragged.

Yang Xiao could still feel his heart beating. He was still alive, he was not dead, and the ghost strangely did not hurt him.

Dad dared to open his eyelids a little, leaving a small gap. He vaguely saw a figure flashing not far ahead, and turned into a door on the right with stiff steps.

And this was not the scariest thing. What shocked Yang Xiao the most was that an iron hook that looked like a crowbar was dragged behind the man. A woman in red was hooked by the chin, like a dog being dragged to death, and was dragged motionless. Walk until you are dragged into the door and disappear.

After all the figures and women disappeared, Yang Xiao dared to open his eyes. At this moment, the coldness in his body gradually subsided, but the fear in his heart became stronger and stronger. The guy actually dragged the female ghost away, still in the same way. Rough way.

Frankly speaking, the female ghost is not weak, but she was hooked and dragged away by the clog ghost after just one encounter, leaving no room for resistance.

There is another thing that Yang Xiao can't figure out. Why did the wooden shoe ghost not attack him? Could it be... .Is it because you didn’t offend the other person’s taboo?

But these are not important now. What he has to do now is to escape immediately. After escaping, it will not be too late to think about these again.

Soon, he found another door. After opening the door curtain and entering, a deep corridor appeared in front of him again. At this moment, Yang Xiao's nervousness was slightly relieved. This was the last corridor. As long as he walked forward, Step 107 is the exit.

Suppressing the urgency in his heart, Yang Xiao still chose to play it safe. The old patriarch reminded him before leaving,

Ask him to move slower in the corridor, step more gently, and try not to make too much noise. Now he doubts,

The appearance of the wooden-legged ghost before was caused by the movement he made with the female ghost.

Walking forward cautiously, Yang Xiao stepped lightly, always alert to the movements behind the curtains on both sides.

It's the last minute and nothing can go wrong.

Ten steps.

Twenty steps.

Thirty steps.

Everything was so calm, the corridor was quiet, no ghost appeared again, and things were moving in a good direction. When he reached 40 steps, Yang Xiao suddenly stopped, and a joyful look appeared on his face. He saw the corridor A light appeared ahead.

That is the exit, it must be the exit!

Yang Xiao subconsciously speeded up his pace slightly. As he got closer and closer, he couldn't help but froze. The next second, a wave of fear hit his heart. He finally saw clearly that the front was not an exit. The so-called light was a A katana that stood upright and shone with a cold light.

A dwarf warrior wearing alien jet black armor and a visor sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the katana in his hands like a ritual.

When Yang Xiao saw this person clearly, the warrior also moved. The warrior stood up, holding the sword at his side, and walked towards Yang Xiao step by step.

It is impossible to escape at this moment. The corridor is so wide. If you want to break through, you have to knock down the samurai first.

And it must be done quickly.

Out of fear, Yang Xiao summoned a human bone stick and aimed it at the warrior. This stick had a full 7 points of strength.

The samurai mechanically drew his sword to block, and Yang Xiao sneered in his heart. The human bone stick attacked the spirit, and ordinary physical defense was ineffective against it.

But soon, Yang Xiao saw an incredible scene. When the force of the human bone stick collided with the blade, it made a crisp "ding" sound, and then, the power of this move disappeared. Intangible.

At the same time, the samurai sheathed his sword at his side. In the next second, he swung the Iai Slash with a very stiff but extremely standard technique. As the sword was swung, Yang Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank. He could He felt that he was locked by this knife. No matter where he hid, he would be hit. He had experienced a similar feeling of being locked before, when he was attacked by Huang Sanbing, the previous owner of the human bone stick.

That samurai sword is a magical weapon similar to a human bone stick. It can attack the spirit, and it also has the ability to seek out enemies.

What the hell are these demons and ghosts? At this moment, Yang Xiao realized that he still underestimated the evil of this ghost. The ghosts buried here were more terrifying than the last. If these guys were to run out, it would be impossible to describe them. The entire Confucian Academy... no, the entire Yunqi City will become a dead city!

There was no way, Yang Xiao had no choice but to retreat and escape. He could only raise the human bone stick and block it in front of him, preparing to receive the blow. At the critical moment, the door curtain on Yang Xiao's left side was suddenly opened, and an arm Stretching out quickly,

Caught off guard, Yang Xiao was instantly pulled into the room.

Thanks to the actual combat experience during this period, Yang Xiao reacted quickly. He did not fall down immediately, but quickly stood up and lowered his body, always preparing for the next attack. The room was dark, but Yang Xiao knew that besides him, there was another ghost here.

"Don't move, don't talk!" A deep voice came from the darkness. This voice was very familiar. It was the old patriarch!

Before Yang Xiao could react, the warrior ghost came to the door. Through the gap under the door curtain, he could see the pair of straw sandals on the warrior's feet.

After standing outside the door for a few seconds, the Samurai Ghost walked away with stiff steps. The sound of his footsteps gradually became distant and disappeared.

"Huyi-"

A sigh from the old patriarch came from the darkness, "Okay, it's gone."

The next second, a beam of light lit up in the darkness, and the old patriarch slowly walked out of the darkness with a lantern. After not seeing him for several hours, the old patriarch looked much more embarrassed, with many scars on his body, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

"Old patriarch, what's wrong with you?" Yang Xiao asked in shock.

"I was attacked by ghosts on the way out, and the lantern was almost snatched away. Now..." The old patriarch stared at the lantern in his hand and couldn't help but take a breath, "Now this lantern can't last long. ”

The lantern at this moment was like a candle in the wind. The flame inside was beating weakly, as if it would go out at any time. "What will happen if the lantern goes out?" Yang Xiao asked.

"We will be lost in this ghost forever and never find a way out." With messy hair and torn clothes, the old patriarch looks completely different from before.

At this moment, Yang Xiao couldn't help but feel despair. He wanted to ask the old patriarch, since the ghosts were so dangerous, why did he take risks with himself? However, now was not the time to make internal orders, so he could only keep some words in his heart.

"Old patriarch, what should we do now?" Yang Xiao asked in a low voice, glancing towards the door. "I bumped into a ghost wearing wooden shoes before. It was very scary. The ghost dragged another one away with an iron hook. ghost."

Hearing this, the old patriarch slowly raised his most injured left arm, "I know the guy you're talking about, it was the one who attacked me sneakily, and my arm was also folded in its hand.

"In this case, let's not waste time. Let's find a way out quickly. It's not far from the exit." Yang Xiao urged. He knew that the ghosts hiding in the room were okay. If he really bumped into the wooden-legged ghost,

That's the desperate situation.

And with the old patriarch here, as long as he doesn't run into the Wood-luking Ghost, there shouldn't be any big problems. Even though the old man is seriously injured now, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. You know, the old patriarch is not a weak hand even among the underworld. .

But the old patriarch shook his head with a sad face. As he approached him, he motioned for him to look out the door. A few seconds later, Yang Xiao saw a terrifying scene. He saw a pair of black bare feet appearing in the corridor outside the door. Aim firmly into the room.

Another ghost came, and Yang Xiao was horrified. If this continues, more and more ghosts will be able to walk out of the room. It won't be long before there will be countless ghosts wandering in the corridor. By then, they will never have a chance. .

But the strange thing is that no matter how Yang Xiao requested, the old patriarch refused to take the risk to break out, and seemed to just want to waste away in this room. This also aroused Yang Xiao's suspicion. In his impression, the old patriarch The clan leader is decisive in killing and is not such a weak person.

As his observations deepened, more and more doubts came to light. The old patriarch seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from himself. Whenever he changed his movements, took a few steps, or changed positions, the old patriarch would remain calm. moves accordingly.

In order to verify his guess, Yang Xiao boldly took two steps towards the door, and soon the old patriarch followed him and pointed his toes towards him again.

This scene was caught in Yang Xiao's eyes from the corner of his eye. His expression could not tell anything, but his heart was already filled with turmoil.

There is no mistake, there must be something wrong with this old patriarch!

It's not a human, it's a ghost! !

But now Yang Xiao is also riding a tiger, unable to get off. There is a ghost in the room, but there is also a ghost blocking the door, and everything is dead inside and outside.

As the observation deepened, Yang Xiao gradually figured out the killing method of the ghost disguised as the old patriarch. It was the lantern. There was a faint light in the lantern, but the light seemed to have magic power, instead of turning his shadow. It was projected behind him, but instead stretched his shadow, pulling it toward the lantern little by little. Yang Xiao was convinced that the moment his shadow was pulled to the feet of the old patriarch or pulled into the lantern, it would be his death.

"What are you thinking about?" The old patriarch seemed to have noticed something. He took a step forward and approached Yang Xiao, staring at him with clear eyes. "Are you still thinking about escaping now? I tell you, that would be to die. This ghost hasn’t left yet.”

Yang Xiao remained unmoved. There was no flaw on his face, but he already had an idea in his mind. He discovered the biggest flaw of this ghost.

What restricts him now is the ghost blocking the door. But based on previous experience, there are two completely different worlds inside and outside the door. In other words, standing inside the door, you can never see the situation outside. , let alone seeing a ghost standing outside.

So... this is an illusion, a trap set by the ghost in the room for itself, and it wants to keep itself.

After thinking about this, Yang Xiao felt a lot more confident. He could be sure that there was no ghost outside the door, and the ghost disguised as the old patriarch only had weird abilities, but he shouldn't be very strong, otherwise there would be no need to go to all the trouble. The mind is struggling with itself.

"Old patriarch, you are right." Yang Xiao showed a depressed expression, "The situation in the corridor is complicated now, and our best choice is to stay put."

"Children can be taught." The old patriarch nodded slowly.

The next second, Yang Xiao took out the ghost lantern. At this moment, the ghost lantern was extinguished and there was no spiritual power injected into it. "Old patriarch, it's strange to say that this ghost seems to have a restrictive effect on lanterns and other magic weapons. My lantern It’s not lit either, can you check it for me?”

The old patriarch hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Hand it over to me for a look."

Yang Xiao held the lantern and brought it closer to the old patriarch's face. The old patriarch also bent down and looked at it carefully.

"Old patriarch, do you see the problem?" Yang Xiao asked.

"Don't worry, let me take another look." The old patriarch couldn't suppress the raised corners of his mouth. After all, Yang Xiao's shadow had been stretched longer and longer at this moment, and he was about to step on him.

"Then get closer." Yang Xiao looked like he was sincerely begging for advice.

"Okay, let me help you take a good look." The old patriarch got closer and closer, and finally almost his entire face was pressed against the ghost lantern.

"Did you see anything?" Yang Xiao asked with a smile.

"Well...it seems...there seems to be no problem." The old patriarch didn't know whether he really didn't see it or was delaying time, but it didn't matter, after all, Yang Xiao's goal had been achieved.

The next second, Yang Xiao suddenly turned his face sideways and closed his eyes tightly. As the spiritual power he had accumulated for a long time was instantly injected, a fire suddenly exploded in the lantern. In an instant, the dazzling green light illuminated the entire room. , and also blinded the old patriarch.

At this moment, the "old patriarch" finally revealed his true appearance. He was actually a faceless ghost. He was burned by the green light of the ghost lantern, and countless blood bubbles suddenly appeared on his face that looked like plasticine. The scene was both terrifying and terrifying. nausea.

As soon as the blow was successful, Yang Xiao drew out the ghost whisk with his backhand. After a short period of energy accumulation, he slapped the whisk on the face of the faceless ghost, whipping it away. The skin and flesh collapsed, and most of the face was rotten and opened up, revealing the pale facial bones behind it. ,

The next second, Yang Xiao turned around and rushed out of the room.