Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

There is an old saying that if you live a long time, pigs can become sperms, let alone ghosts, which are already incredible existences.

The longer a ghost exists and the more Yin Qi it condenses, the more intelligent it becomes, rather than just a puppet restricted by rules.

The ghost school is full of gloomy energy, but there are a few places where it is the strongest. The woods are one of them, and there are countless ghosts in them.

Its entire existence depends on this forest, but now it is better. This lush forest has been burned down by a fire.

If the surrounding terrain hadn't been so empty, the fire wouldn't have been able to rush to other places, and the entire ghost school would have turned into a crematorium today.

Looking at the blazing flames, a pale evil ghost gritted his teeth and said: "This fire is the fire of the fire ghost in the communication room. Wasn't he restricted to that side of the communication room? It was that damn guy who put him there again.

Released?!"

The so-called letting go does not mean letting go in action, but refers to lifting the rules and restrictions of the fire ghost and taking it outside.

The Bureau of Investigation had come into contact with the restrictions of fire ghosts before, and bushes were also set on fire that time, but the ghosts in the woods were aware of this danger in advance and stopped them.

But this time, they failed to notice it in advance. By the time Lincoln put the fire ghost's neck into the rope and let the flames rise, it was already too late.

The forest is blazing and the flames are rioting uneasily. The fire ghost who has been trapped at the school gate finally has the opportunity to show his full ability.

Endless flames were controlled by it and surged toward Lincoln. The blazing flames could evaporate the water in an ordinary person's body in an instant, causing the skin to dry out and carbonize.

However, this fierce flame seemed to not exist to Lincoln. He even turned on his space magic, took out a rabbit from it, and held a barbecue party using the flames provided by the fire ghost.

The fire ghost's flames are so strong that even other evil ghosts are a little afraid of him, but he himself is not powerful.

Now his neck was tightly wrapped by the rope used for hanging, and he was hanging in mid-air without being able to break free.

Looking condescendingly at Lincoln who ignored the sea of ​​fire and even had his own flame for barbecue in it, Uncle Qin felt angry in his heart and controlled the more intense flames to sweep towards the barbecue grill in Lincoln's hand.

Adhering to the idea of ​​'If I can't burn you, I can't burn your barbecue grill?!', the flames licked the grill in Lincoln's hand like a long dragon, as if it would directly turn it into ashes.

Facing the angry attack from the fire ghost, Lincoln remained unhurried. He only slightly increased the defense strength of the biological force field, but the flames that were enough to burn steel red were in vain.

Looking at this scene, the fire ghost became even more angry.

His chest rose and fell rapidly, and the black charcoal peeled off from his body, revealing the dark red flesh and blood underneath. However, within a few breaths, the dark red flesh and blood carbonized again and then peeled off.

In this cycle, he is like a humanoid carbon-producing machine with endless power.

The fire ghost's eyes widened as he was deeply stimulated. Looking at the roasted rabbit that was almost ripe, the fire ghost's breathing became more and more rapid. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. He stretched out his hand and waved it, and the flames instantly avoided Lincoln.

, flowing past him.

Without the high-temperature flame, the barbecue in Lincoln's hand could no longer continue.

As soon as he stopped moving, he looked up at the fire ghost hanging in the air, picked up a branch and slapped it on the fire ghost's face: "Hey, where's the fire?"

The fire ghost, who was dangling in the air after being whipped by a branch, didn't say anything. He just stared at the grill behind Lincoln with a pair of eyes on his face that said, "You can kill me, but you can't insult me."

Looking at the fire ghost's attitude as if he was dead, Lincoln was silent for a moment, silently dropped the branch in his hand, and then pulled out a belt made of demon cowhide from the space.

Lincoln grabbed the two ends of the belt with both hands and picked it up. A crisp snap echoed in the woods. Lincoln also looked at the fire ghost with an unkind look on his face: "I'll give you one last chance."

Fire Ghost: "..."

"You would rather die than surrender, right? I like you!" Lincoln smiled, and then waved the belt in his hand.

The sound of snapping sounds immediately echoed in the forest.

At first, the crackling sound of the flames could cover up the crackling sound of whipping, but gradually, the sound became clearer and louder, and even the group of evil spirits waiting for the fire ghost outside the forest could hear it.

Be clear.

Even the water ghost who rarely gets a hot bath in the artificial lake can detect it.

Gradually, their expressions became strange: "There seems to be something wrong with the noise in the forest?"

"Would you like to go in and take a look?"

"Was the thing caught in the fire?"

"Open a passage and go in and have a look?"

"good."

Ghosts were whispering loudly, and after a while, a stream of Yin Qi shot into the forest, forcibly opening a path leading deep into the forest.

Along the path, a group of evil spirits stepped into it cautiously. Before they walked far away, the crisp snapping sound became more and more obvious. They could even see through the gaps in the woods and the curtain of flames.

An extremely twisted black shadow.

"Is that a fire ghost? Or is it another newcomer?"

"She must be new here. Apart from the fire all over her body, the fire ghost is just a waste."

The evil ghosts whispered a few words and moved forward again.

The deeper they walked, the clearer they could hear the silhouette, and the clearer they could see the movements of the black shadow.

Until finally, after they broke through the last layer of curtain, they saw Lincoln, who was waving a belt in his hand to beat the fire ghost into a spinning top, spinning crazily in the air.

Looking at the fire ghost whose mouth was betted in the air, and then looking at Lincoln who looked twisted against the flames and twisted trees, all the evil ghosts fell silent.

Is this a ghost? Why does it look so like a human being?

But how can human beings do such twisted things? They actually dropped evil spirits on trees and whipped them, and even sealed their mouths. Is this something a human being can do?

The evil ghosts were a little speechless by what they saw, but Lincoln looked at them and laughed: "Young man, I was talking about where all the ghosts in the school have gone. It turns out that you are all together. This is okay.

Okay, it saves me having to look for them one by one."

Ghosts:???

Hearing Lincoln's words, their faces showed confusion at first, and then suddenly they were shocked: Damn it! This man actually came to see us? Does he not want to live anymore? Doesn't he know that we are the ghosts?

The eyes of all the evil ghosts opened, and they were filled with anger: You despise me! How dare you, a human being, despise me as a ghost! How can you bear this?! You can't! Come on!