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Before he could find another way, something even more terrifying happened.

He saw a lifeless old woman appearing beside him, but what followed was that the old woman's body was rapidly fading, and finally disappeared.

Then a strange and strange figure began to appear beside the gravedigger, as if this person was going to appear in this world instead of him.

"We must get out of here as soon as possible."

The gravedigger felt something was wrong, and he wanted to run away again, but then a tall figure enveloped him.

The dreadful shadow is like a huge mountain, which makes people breathless.

And this is not an illusion, but the gravedigger really feels that his body can no longer move, he can only watch himself disappear little by little, and there is nothing he can do.

It was the first time he experienced this sense of despair.

He cast his despairing eyes on the butcher and the painter, but they didn't care about him at all at the moment, and each automatically used supernatural means to escape.

For example, the painter took the butcher directly into his painting, trying to use this method to avoid the spiritual attack.

"What kind of monster is this? The strength is so terrifying. Every doll has a supernatural power that makes people feel hopeless. And how many such dolls did that woman bring?"

"The ghost knows how many there are, but there must be more than that. She seems to be able to control the number of such dolls."

The butcher's face was also covered with sweat at this moment, and his ferocious face was full of fear. At this moment, his heart was already overwhelmed by fear.

It's not that he didn't think about fighting back, but after a brief spiritual collision, he realized that he was not an opponent at all, the gap between them was too big, and just one of the puppets was enough to kill him.

"The more powerful the spirit, the more expensive it is. Such a terrifying puppet must not be able to maintain its activities for a long time. As long as I survive this dangerous period, I can escape here safely."

While speaking, the painter also led the butcher to run at high speed, trying to escape.

Although his decision-making was fine, he never thought about a question, how could he escape from the hands of these puppets who inherited the spirit of the ghost masters of the Republic of China?

The answer is impossible.

Because among the puppet figures are the cemetery owner Luo Qian and Meng Xiaodong.

The combination of these two top ghost masters in the Republic of China is enough to seal the past and bury the present. No one can escape from this kind of ghost.

soon.

The two people in the painting were stopped, and in front of them was an endless cemetery. This cemetery broke through the painter's supernatural power and appeared in the world of the painting. It was an insurmountable supernatural land.

"how is this possible!"

Immediately, the painter took out his pen, and was about to erase this piece of spirituality that did not belong to his own world.

However, the moment he took out his paintbrush, several weird puppets immediately appeared in front of him.

One puppet was covered with corpse spots and was lifeless. A puppet was carrying a basket and looked like a middle-aged woman. The other puppet was decayed and cold, like a corpse in a grave.

"Damn it, did it come so fast?" The painter was surprised and angry.

He has lost the courage to resist at this moment, and he dare not take action against these people. Now he just wants to stay away from these terrible guys.

Without the slightest hesitation, a venomous look flashed in his eyes, and then he even pushed the butcher beside him forward, trying to let the butcher delay the coming terrorist attack.

"Painter, you bitch!"

A look of rage flashed across the butcher's face. He never expected that the painter would push him out as a target at this moment, so that he could escape for his life.

It's not that he doesn't have this idea, but he is in the painter's spiritual world, even if he pushes the painter out, it is difficult to find a way out.

Unexpectedly, when he was still hesitating, the painter had already started.

The next moment, the butcher's eyes suddenly went dark, and all the light was lost, and then he felt dizzy in the darkness.

Without any warning, his head was chopped off by something, and it fell off his neck and fell to the ground.

Such an attack is impossible to prevent.

If only the head is lost, for a ghost master of their level, they will not die immediately, as long as they can connect the body, they can still live.

But before he could think about it, the butcher felt endless graves rushing towards him.

"How could this be?" the butcher wanted to shout, but the graveyard covered his mouth, covered his head and body.

In less than ten seconds, an unremarkable new grave was added to this endless cemetery, and the butcher disappeared from this world.

Knowing that the butcher alone could not delay those puppets for too long, the painter decided to release the ghosts he had imprisoned in order to delay for a longer time.

As for what will happen in the future, he can no longer control these things. Only by getting through the immediate crisis can he think about the problems behind.

However, just as the painter took out a picture scroll containing countless ghosts from his pocket, a lifeless puppet with corpse spots on his face made a move.

Suddenly, the light around the painter dimmed, as if a light was suddenly extinguished, and then there was a creaking sound of the door opening in the darkness, and this sound did not only appear in one place, but also in all directions, as if Countless doors were opened at this moment.

Following the appearance of these supernatural phenomena, the surroundings fell into a dead silence, and no more movement could be heard.

Just wait for some kind of terrible spirit to dissipate, and the light returns again.

Only at this time can it be seen clearly that the painter has long since lost his breath of life, and the painting full of ghosts was quickly buried by the graves on the ground.

With this, the wave of attacks against the headquarters captain ended, ending with the deaths of the three kings.

Lu Zhiwen, who watched the whole scene in front of him, widened his eyes in surprise. He never imagined that the three kings of the king's organization were wiped out by a woman of unknown origin in just a few minutes.

The supernatural power that this woman possesses is too terrifying, right?
What's even more bizarre is that in the information of the headquarters, there has never been any record about such a No. [-] person, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"Tell Su Yuan that I have done what I promised him."

But no matter what he thought, Sister Hong left behind such a sentence, humming a retro ditty, stepping on high heels, and slowly left with her waist swinging.

For her, this is just a trivial thing.

After all, her era is over.

In the new era, a character like her who survived in the past is doomed to be lonely. (end of this chapter)