Weird Regulator

"Since it is assimilation that kills people, is the way to survive also related to assimilation?"

Compared with Yu Guo, Ji Li's crisis is the most direct. He doesn't need to worry about other people's plots, he only needs to find a way out of the current ghost wave.

But now that Tang Duan is the scapegoat, what he has gained in exchange is only one direction, and it has not yet been able to form a complete way of survival.

Then, Ji Li looked at Hong Fu beside him.

This sight almost made Hong Fu jump. He took two steps away, crossed his arms across his chest, and said nervously:

"Don't do this, I've practiced before!"

Ji Li glanced at it lightly and then withdrew his gaze. He would not push Hong Fu to die again.

Otherwise, he will have to fight alone. Once so many ghosts surge up and only target him, they will be torn apart in an instant.

The fact that Hongfu is still alive does more good than harm to him.

Moreover, what he was looking at was not Hong Fu, but the direction behind Hong Fu.

At first, they were pulled into this supernatural space, which was on a clearing with hard black soil under their feet.

And in all directions, every direction, there is no blind spot surrounded by dense black woods.

Then, the black tree turned into a ghost and formed a wave of ghosts, which also surrounded everyone without blind spots.

However, after several observations, he found that the shadows in the northwest corner where he saw Hong Fu were not very close together.

Except for the northwest corner, in all other directions, the two shadow ghosts were completely squeezed into each other, leaving no gaps, as if they had formed a dark wall.

There was no loophole to exploit, and Tang Duan also died under this attack with no escape gap.

After observing all directions, Ji Li suddenly discovered that only the northwest direction had flaws in the Black Shadow Ghost's position.

They are also crowded with ghosts, but the closest thing is just the collision of arms, not the other places where ghosts can't help but stick together.

The escape route seems to have been clearly thought out now. The only way to avoid the attack is to break out from the northwest entrance.

But the reason why he still didn't take any action after he realized this was because he hadn't figured it out yet.

What is the purpose of Meng Po doing this?

Is it a flaw in this supernatural space, or is it deliberate?

The former represents the way to life, and the latter represents the way to death.

"No, why are you staring at me all the time? It makes me feel scared."

Hong Fu could no longer stand the looks Ji Li would cast on him every once in a while. In his opinion, Ji Li was far more terrifying than the evil spirits that were about to come.

He had begun to retreat, even getting closer to the black shadow ghost. He was really worried that Ji Li was already preparing to kill him.

Ji Li only found Hong Fu's behavior funny, but looking at Hong Fu's retreating figure, he suddenly thought of an idea.

So he took a few steps closer to Hong Fu, and at the same time waved the chain in his hand, deliberately pretending to be vicious.

"What do you think?"

Hong Fu's expression changed. After being stunned for a second, he grabbed the rings on his hand and threw them at Ji Li one after another.

But none of this meant anything, and Hong Fu eventually ran away.

The direction he chose was the northwest corner, which was behind him.

Hong Fu is a bit neurotic, and sometimes his ideas are much more strange than ordinary people.

But this does not mean that he is not smart. The reason why he has been in the northwest corner is because he discovered the anomaly here, and it was also the escape route he designed early.

In this way, under Ji Li's "force", Hong Fu chose to take a desperate risk and took the lead in breaking out of the northwest encirclement.

This was what Ji Li was waiting for. He couldn't tell whether fleeing to the northwest was a way of life or death. The best way was to test it with Hong Fu.

And he was following behind, using Abang Rakshasa's iron chain to clear away some of the attacks from the shadow ghosts.

After all, Ji Li didn't pay attention to the black shadows and ghosts. What he was really worried about was that he would never be able to leave here. He was even more worried that Meng Po would suddenly take action at some point and catch him off guard.

However, despite Ji Li's help, there are still a small number of shadow ghosts who are still taking action against Hong Fu.

But some things seem to be really coincidences, and some people are really lucky.

Ji Li watched from behind and felt more and more weird.

This great blessing, whenever a shadow ghost's claws are about to touch him, his body will be more or less passively deflected.

It's hard to tell whether this was because of his awkward escape posture or because of an exaggerated coincidence.

A vacancy in the northwest was opened, and Hong Fu had no dangers along the way, and finally escaped from the encirclement.

Ji Li also followed him and walked out, looking at this funny man with more and more confusion.

Some of Hong Fu's clothes had been torn, and there were black palm prints on his chest and arms. Perhaps if it weren't for these marks, he would really suspect that Hong Fu had some kind of strange physique.

Because Ji Li had the chain of Abang Rakshasa and Hong Fu opened the way, he was not seriously injured.

But Hong Fu took the lead, and it would be strange if there was no crisis or injury at all.

"That's enough, brother, can you talk to me if you have something to say? We don't have to fight to the death..."

Hong Fu had a bitter look on his face and felt helpless when he saw that Ji Li was still following him.

Ji Li couldn't tell whether this person was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. Although he had already listed this person as someone to be wary of, he gave up the idea of ​​killing him.

To the northwest, there is a bare tree trunk, and all shadow ghosts evolve from trees.

Now all the ghosts are gathered in the open space where Ji Li was before, and the whole world seems extremely quiet now.

Ji Li stared intently and found that not only were there fewer ghosts in the northwest corner of the ghost tide, but also the woods in the northwest were not that dense.

At least he could see the darkness in the distance through the cracks in the trees.

Ji Li pondered for a long time, then turned his head to look at the ghost tide that was still gathering and was about to attack, and then looked at Hong Fu.

At this time, Hong Fu was looking at the black marks on his exposed skin, grinning.

"How did you feel when you were touched by those ghosts?"

"Cold, biting cold, as if the flesh was being torn apart."

This answer is somewhat general, but it seems to be foreshadowing something.

Ji Li seemed to have found a direction. This time he stood at the height of the woods and stared at the entire world.

He suddenly discovered that this world was not an endless open space, but a long structure.

The east and west are symmetrical, the two directions are the longest, while the north and south are the shortest, here...

It's like a river!

Ji Li suddenly thought of a possibility. They might have been pulled into not just an illusion, but a place where the real and the fake were intertwined.

On the surface, what they saw was a forest, but in fact, what they were stepping on was the Wangchuan River!

The killing methods of those black shadow ghosts are very similar to those of the evil ghosts in the Wangchuan River. They are torn into pieces and then assimilated.

Tang Duan was pulled into the center of the ghost tide, assimilated bit by bit, and became one of them. Just like the ghosts who were pulled into the Wangchuan River, they were eventually torn apart and became the new ghosts of the Wangchuan River...

"No wonder, the structure here is strange and the temperament here is so cold..."

Ji Li spit out a mouthful of white mist. He had been ignoring the temperature here.

The northwest is where the way out is, because this is the only way to get ashore!

What happened next went very smoothly. Ji Li and Hong Fu just continued walking along the northwest woods, with the ghost tide chasing after them.

But it had no effect as the two of them fled to the dead end of the northwest woods.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed, from the dense woods to the familiar bank of the Wangchuan River.

Just as Hong Fu was about to take a breath and speak, he was violently thrown out by a hand, and mysteriously disappeared from the banks of the Wangchuan River.

Ji Li saw the owner of the hand, and also saw a rickety figure standing on the water of the Wangchuan River directly opposite the man.

Li Congrong, dressed in black, stood by the river and looked at the evil ghost on the water who seemed to have been waiting for a long time. He turned to look at Ji Li.

"Manager Ji, your speed is slower than I expected."

Ji Li could see that Li Congrong had broken through to another supernatural world for a long time and had been waiting for his arrival.

So he took two steps forward and stood by the river, looking at the powerful ghost in front of him.

"Mother Meng is waiting for me, and you are waiting for me too..."

Po Meng, who is leaning on a cane and looks extremely old, looks ordinary and has a restrained aura, but everyone knows that she is at Naihe Bridge and Wangchuan River.

Po Meng is the well-deserved ghost king!

But now, standing at the fifth and seventh branches by the river, the two store managers were equally heroic.

Li Congrong unbuttoned his clothes one by one, revealing a piece of soft armor underneath, and said slowly:

"Manager Ji, our mission is to deal with Po Meng. After we succeed, you have to promise me something."

Ji Li's eyes were unusual. He untied the blood-red coffin from behind, stood beside him, and held the Abang Rakshasa chain tightly.

A cat jumped on his shoulder, arched its body, and growled threateningly at Po Meng.

"Do I owe you anything?"

"I think you will definitely agree."

The conversation between the two store managers was interrupted, and the water of the Forgotten River suddenly rose into the sky, forming a very beautiful and dangerous water curtain, reaching straight to the sky.

Standing at the top of the water curtain, Po Meng looked down at the two ants trying to provoke him with lowered eyes and speechless.

For thousands of years, no one dared to resist the people it wanted to kill.

But today we have it!