The Mysterious Recovery of the Peerless Ghost Hand

Chapter 175

The ghost hands forcibly tore off the shroud from Gui Hua's body.

However, during this process, the ghost painting has been advancing, and with the progress of the ghost painting, the last house has been rotten.

Seeing this, Ah Hong inserted the doorknob that Li Jun gave him before on the old door. The almost rotten door had other spiritual support, and it did not disappear like other buildings.

"Oh!"

Su Fan and Wan Hao who were hanging on the beam fell to the ground, and Ah Hong also opened the ghost gate at the same time.

"Liu San, let's go!"

After speaking, Su Fan took the lead to enter the ghost gate, and Ah Hong looked back.

Liu San, who was half-kneeling on the ground, had already fallen to the ground, and his purple-blue skin had also turned sallow. The makeup on his face could no longer look like Marriott, and the ghost makeup on it disappeared at some point. There are only densely packed holes of different sizes.

"Dead...dead..."

Ah Hong didn't dare to hesitate anymore, Gui Hua had already moved forward, she wanted to help Wan Hao enter the gate of ghosts.

However, before she could move, Wan Hao, who was lying on the ground, sat up by himself.

Right now, Guichai has been completely eroded and suppressed, Wan Hao's connection with Guichai has been broken, and he is no longer suppressed by Guihua, and he can move freely.

Wan Hao's ghostly hand touched the ghost rope around his neck, and the death-defying spirit was triggered. The ghost rope that was strangling Wan Hao so tightly became limp in an instant, and Wan Hao easily took it off.

"You go first." A hoarse voice came from Wan Hao.

Ah Hong was overjoyed when she heard the words, she saw Wan Hao move just now, she thought it was a ghost revived, and she was ready to run away, but now it seems that Wan Hao still has her own consciousness.

"The door is only open for one minute, come with me!"

Ah Hong said.

Marriott did not answer, the current situation is different from just now.

When Liu San was fighting against Guihua before, Guihua was still suppressing Guichai, but now that Guichai has been suppressed, Guihua may be able to free up his hands.

"If the ghost painting suppresses the ghost, it should be like the shroud and the ghost finger, which will enhance the supernatural power of the ghost painting, but this should take time..." Wan Hao guessed in his heart.

His eyes fell on the shroud on the ground, then he looked at the ghost finger on Gui Hua's forehead, and finally his eyes fell on a piece of coke not far away.

He had seen everything before, and knew that the coke was Li Jun, and in Marriott's perception, Li Jun was not dead yet.

If it was the previous Marriott, he would not fight against Ghost Painting if he had a way out, because he knew that he was not supernatural enough.

But when he was in the ghost coffin, the infinite restart of the ghost messenger killed all the ghosts in his body, which also allowed him to control the ghosts that had invaded his body before.

And the supernatural power that Liu San used before was the newly controlled ghost hand!

And the ability of this ghost hand made Wanhao very fond of it...

Capture the ghosts in other people's bodies!
"Although I can't detain you, you can't kill me either."

Wan Hao took a step forward, and the supernatural power of the ghost leather shoes was used to appear directly in front of Guihua. A ghost hand stretched out long ghost nails and pierced Guihua's body, and the palm of the hand clasped Guihua. Stepped directly on Gui Hua's feet.

In just a moment, Wan Hao used all the supernatural powers he could use.

The other dark red ghost hand turned pale in an instant.

With one hand, he directly grabbed the ghost finger stuck on Guihua's forehead, pulled it out forcefully, and the ghost finger returned to Wan Hao's hand.

The shroud and ghost fingers that were originally controlled by the ghost painting were stripped off.

Not daring to have too much contact with the ghost painting, Wan Hao disappeared after picking up the shroud on the ground, and came to the black charcoal.

The ghost hand touched, suppressing the will-o'-the-wisp that was about to recover in Li Jun's body, and brought Li Jun back to the ghost gate.

"go!"

Handing Li Jun to Ah Hong pushed the two of them into the gate of hell.

His ghost leather shoes can't enter the ghost gate, some kind of supernatural power cut off the ghost leather shoes' supernatural power, Wan Hao can only walk by himself if he needs to enter the ghost gate.

However, before Wan Hao walked in, a cold palm was pressed against his shoulder!
Some kind of mortal horror spooky eruption!
The ghost clothes on Wan Hao's body instantly dimmed, and the puffy ghost hairs on it became limp, and all the ghosts in his body were suppressed.

"Are you going to die..."

The boundless cold hit, Marriott's consciousness began to become drowsy.

"Oh!"

Marriott fell directly into the gate of hell.

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey~"

Weird, gloomy, piercing laughter sounded in his head quickly, bringing Wan Hao's drowsy consciousness back to reality.

"not dead!"

Wan Hao came to his senses and wanted to run away immediately, but he couldn't control his body anymore, a thin layer of frost formed on his body surface, and countless corpse spots emerged.

"Ghost paintings killed my body, but my consciousness was protected by ghost headbands, but my body had already died because of the ghost clothes. Now my body is a ghost body, and ghosts can't be killed. of."

Wan Hao suddenly understood what happened, his body had turned into a ghost, and now the ghost body was suppressed because of the attack of Guihua.

Thinking through this, Wan Hao kept using the ghost in his body to fight against the remaining ghost of the ghost painting. The ghost that lost the source of the ghost painting couldn't stop Wan Hao's ghost, and Wan Hao stood up within a few seconds.

As soon as he turned around, Wan Hao saw Gui Hua standing outside the door, but Gui Hua did not follow Wan Hao into the ghost gate, but just stood outside.

"If you don't come in, then you can stay outside."

Marriott directly closed the door, took off the doorknob, glanced around, and saw a glimmer of light.

Staying here always gave Marriott a feeling of palpitations, and he quickly ran towards that ray of light.

Beyond the darkness, Marriott saw an old man with a cane.

Seeing Wan Hao come out, Mr. Qin smiled slightly, and closed the ghost gate, and the staff waiting beside him quickly sealed the gate with gold.

Looking around, Wan Hao knew where he was, and Su Fan, Ah Hong and others who came out first were also there, and even Liu San, who Wan Hao thought died inside, also appeared in this room.

The charcoal-like Li Jun was covered by a human skin lantern.

"How do you feel?" Wang Xiaoming, dressed in a white coat, stepped forward and took the doorknob from Wan Hao's hand, leaving only the shroud and ghost fingers.

"Which aspect are you talking about?" Wan Hao's voice was dry and hoarse.

"Your body is more serious than before." Wang Xiaoming said to Marriott.

Before Marriott had approached Wang Xiaoming to find a solution to the ghost's erosion of the body, but now Marriott obviously has not found a solution.

Wan Hao lowered his head and looked at his body. His current body was hard, his complexion was purple and blue, and he looked like a dead person. It was hard to imagine that such a person was still alive.

However, in the spiritual circle, there are many people whose physical condition is worse than that of Wanhao. Many people lose their flesh when they walk.

Wan Hao will not tell Wang Xiaoming the truth now, his body has turned into a ghost, and Wan Hao can even feel the benefits of having a ghost body.

His ghost body can withstand supernatural powers, even if someone attacks him now, it will be difficult to die.

"I'm fine. Is Professor Wang going to give me a promotion?"

Speaking of Wan Hao's skin began to fade, becoming extremely pale, just like his newly controlled ghost hand...

(End of this chapter)