Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Although the world system is different, using the flames of hell has a sense of déjà vu as if the sword of the previous dynasty was used to kill the officials of this dynasty, but there is no doubt that the sword can kill the officials.

The flames from hell rose up on Lincoln's body, burning all the way to the ghost baby's body.

It let out pitiful cries, and its body shape kept switching between a ferocious-looking devil and a pitiful baby, trying to get Lincoln to let go of it.

Looking at the changes in the ghost baby in his hand, Lincoln looked calm. The devil's palm made of flames firmly grasped it motionlessly, and watched bit by bit as it was completely burned into nothingness by the flames.

After that, Lincoln looked up again under the shade of the trees across the street.

The ghost child under the shade of the tree was completely stunned. At some point, the balloon he was holding exploded with a bang.

Looking at the blown balloon and thinking of the ghost baby he had just killed, Lincoln suddenly had a reliable guess in his mind.

He dissipated the flames on his body, smiled at the ghost boy across the street, and then his superhuman speed burst out instantly.

A terrifying howl erupted with him as the center. In just one millionth of a second, he turned around tens of thousands of times in the stunned eyes of the ghost child.

With a whoosh, a huge amount of Yin Qi was extracted from the ghost mansion, and a heavy weight pressed on Lincoln's shoulders. Under the shade of the tree opposite, ten thousand balloons suddenly appeared and even threatened to blow the ghost child away.

The figures were all submerged.

The red balloon is not supposed to have any lifting force, but since Lincoln has become an idealistic superman, things about his glory cannot be simply deduced using common sense.

He ignored the heavy weight on his body, but a crimson ray burst out from his eyes and swept across the street.

Bah!

Facing this strike of ray, the giant tree that had been in the sky for who knows how many years was cut into pieces by Lan Yao, and collapsed with a roar.

Without the restraint of the invisible umbrella, the ghost boy with tens of thousands of balloons connected to his hands showed panic visible to the naked eye.

He stepped forward and tried to grab the branches of the fallen trees not far away, but the lift provided by the tens of thousands of red balloons had already driven his body upward into the sky.

Looking up at the ghost child who was helpless in the air, Lincoln showed a satisfied smile on his face: "That's right! What kind of balloons do children play with? Look how dangerous it is now. If you are not careful, you can fly into the sky and...

The sun is side by side."

Turning back once meant a red balloon appeared, which also meant a ghost baby was pressing on him, so Lincoln simply turned back ten thousand times.

The weight of ten thousand ghost babies may be unbearable for anyone in the world, but for Lincoln it was just so.

On the contrary, for the ghost boy opposite, ten thousand balloons combined together made him ascend directly to the sky.

Judging from the posture of this ghost child, he can summon red balloons and ghost babies, but he cannot actively disperse them. He can only be passively pulled up to the sky and disappear from sight little by little.

As for Lincoln, he decided not to use the flames of hell to burn those little devils around him.

There are only ten thousand ghost babies. Once the biological force field is turned on, they are even less important to Lincoln. The real unlucky one is the ghost child who has already ascended to heaven.

Without the ghost kid staring at him, the distance that was so far away returned to its normal state. Unless he wanted more balloons, he would never dare to stare at Lincoln again.

He walked across the street and came to the fallen tree.

Looking at the tall trees and the surrounding green grass, Lincoln suddenly felt that it was immoral to destroy the green environment. After pondering for a moment, he took out his lighter.

After a moment, the blazing flames completely engulfed the towering tree, and the fire on the surrounding grass began to spread rapidly.

The flames behind him were like a wall of fire that completely separated this side from the other side. Lincoln, carrying ten thousand ghost babies on his back, truly embarked on the road to the ghost mansion.

As the saying goes, set fire to the mountain and sit at the bottom of the prison.

But the grass in front of him was immediately obvious that something was wrong. If it were left unburned, Lincoln would feel sorry for his low-quality moral character.

Lincoln was very happy burning the fire, but the ghost child in the sky was very unhappy.

The bigger the fire, the more thermal air it generates, the greater the lift it provides, and the faster it rises to the sky.

Not long after that, his figure was no longer visible, and only the ten thousand red balloons were as eye-catching as the red sun.

It doesn't matter if it's just going to heaven. It's a ghost anyway and doesn't need to breathe. But the problem is that it's daytime now!

The red balloons are not afraid of the sun, and there are enough of them to shield them from the sun, but this situation cannot continue forever.

Even if the balloon doesn't explode, as he is at a higher altitude, the sun's rays may eventually shine through from under his feet; what's more, as it relates to Lincoln, God knows whether the originally idealistic balloon will explode.

Walking through the Burning Prairie, Lincoln finally saw a very period mansion in an empty lot.

Different from the modern-style villas, the mansion in front of you looks like a combination of a castle and a mansion in the Republic of China. It is huge enough to accommodate a lot of people or other things, but it also looks eerie enough.

Even the blazing fire failed to bring a sense of warmth to the mansion. Perhaps only the combination of gasoline and torches could warm it up again.

Lincoln personally proved that arson and explosions are really addictive. Look at him, he was an innocent child not long ago, but since he came to the ghost school and the burning grassland, his innocence and kindness are gone forever.

So much so that when he saw the ghost mansion now, his first reaction was to set it on fire. This was not good!

Silently putting the gasoline and torch he took out back into the space, Lincoln quickly walked to the door of the mansion and stood still.

Behind the door of the mansion, a pair of sinister eyes stared at Lincoln's figure through the door: "Knock on the door! Knock on the door quickly! Knock on the door on the door quickly!"

The sound was inhuman, but it was blocked by the door. Outside, he looked at the doorbell next to the door, and then looked at the door in front of him. After being silent for a while, Lincoln took out a piece of metal from his pocket and began to think about it.

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After a while, he pinched out a key and inserted it into the keyhole.

There was a click, and in the eyes of the evil ghost behind the door, which was dull, confused, puzzled, and shocked, Lincoln opened the door of the ghost mansion with the key he had assigned.

With a bang, Lincoln walked into the mansion and closed the door, leaving the gatekeeper to start to wonder about Ghost: "Why didn't he knock on the door? He didn't even ring the doorbell? How could he have the key?"