Chapter 339 Shen Lin's Strong Return

Not only Qin Bansheng, but also the Yin-Yang Ghost Cave were blown away by the carrying pole. The hands in the Yin Ghost Cave also drooped weakly as if they were completely dead, and were then quickly swallowed up by the darkness.

"So what if the ghosts are stacked together? I said before in the City of the Dead, Yama, is he very strong?"

Cao Yang's tone was flat, without a trace of human emotion in it.

Qin Bansheng's body, which was knocked out, was still twitching and struggling, and it seemed that he was not dead yet.

"Captain Cao, please show some mercy. We admit defeat."

Seeing that Cao Yang had no intention of stopping and was determined to completely wipe out Qin Bansheng, Jiang Zixu could no longer sit still.

"Show mercy? Sure, give me this City of the Dead first."

Cao Yang picked up Qin Bansheng, who was dying like a dead dog, and said with a sneer.

"Hong Zhenrong, do as Captain Cao says."

Jiang Zixu gritted his teeth and said to Hong Zhenrong.

"Just because you say it, I have to listen? Jiang Zixu, you take yourself too seriously. Everyone knows that Taiyi Jiang Zixu, the leader of the Five Innate Ones, is actually a useless piece of shit who can't even lift a chicken."

Hong Zhenrong looked crazy and seemed to be mentally ill.

Hearing Hong Zhenrong's ridicule, Jiang Zixu's face became even uglier.

"It's too late to admit defeat now."

"The Xiantian Five, right? I have to tell you some very bad news. From today on, there will only be four of you in the Xiantian Five."

"Oh, no, there will probably be none left by the end of the day."

At this time, a strange voice was heard. The voice was not loud, but it revealed a dangerous atmosphere. Hearing it, Jiang Zixu felt an inexplicable horror in his heart, as if he would be in great danger in the next second.

Sure enough, the next second, a blood-stained axe flew towards him. The axe contained a supernatural power that made Jiang Zixu feel palpitating.

"I must get out of the way, otherwise I will die."

In just a moment, Jiang Zixu had made a judgment in his mind, and then he directly blocked all his media. The whole person disappeared on the spot, like words erased from white paper, without even leaving any trace.

"It seems that Shen Lin has succeeded, and this farce should end now."

Cao Yang reacted quickly after hearing the voice, and then he began to quickly grab Hong Zhenrong's memory, while the other party was frantically grafting all kinds of people in his memory into him, obviously struggling to survive.

Jiang Zixu isolated himself from all media and hid in nothingness, but the uneasiness in his heart did not decrease in the slightest, and even became stronger.

"Isolating the medium is useless. It's just courting death."

"Now, your identity belongs to me."

Shen Lin's voice rang in Jiang Zixu's ears. Although the voice was very soft, it sounded like thunder to him, making him feel frightened and scared.

"I've been targeted--" Such thoughts emerged in his mind, but it was too late. The axe was a decoy. The real Shen Lin invaded his body the moment Jiang Zixu was ready to respond, and with the isolation of the medium, this piece of nothingness once again became an octagonal cage on an isolated island.

The two sides in the confrontation are Captain Shen Lin, who has just been reborn and returned with a new supernatural power, and Jiang Zixu, the chief of the Five Innates, codenamed the Void Ghost.

In the memory, Shen Lin was firing at full power, and the scarlet ghost axe was like the scythe of the god of death, madly harvesting Jiang Zixu's memories. Those who were killed would have their identities replaced by Shen Lin, until even Jiang Zixu thought that he was Shen Lin. This process would not take too long.

"The gap is too big. Xiantian Wu is too arrogant and relies on the remaining prestige of Mr. Lu to look down on other contemporary ghost riders. After Mr. Lu's death, he set up his own faction and even threatened to overthrow the captain of the headquarters."

"Do your own fault, don't live."

In a house in the City of the Dead, Kong Wang, who had never been seen, sighed that his limbs were fixed by some special nails, and the other end of the nails was tied with strange silk threads. These silk threads extended and diverged in all directions, like a complex spider web, stretching all the way to the entire ancient city.

Tai Su Kong Wang, his code name is the Rollback Ghost, which is an alternative restart that can restore a person's physical state to a specific time point, thereby avoiding or forcibly cutting off some unknown curses or even the killing patterns of evil spirits.

However, his current fate seems to be somewhat miserable. His teammates treat him as a tool to maintain the stable operation of the ancient city. They even use supernatural items to restrict his actions and force the supernatural power of the returning ghost to radiate to this grafted fake ancient city.

"Hong Zhenrong, do you still want to fight to the death?"

Cao Yang no longer invaded Hong Zhenrong's memory. As a person who rarely set foot in the real world, his memory was also quite poor.

Hong Zhenrong didn't say anything, but just stared at Cao Yang, with an inexplicable sense of danger in his eyes.

"Then you will die."

Cao Yang didn't waste any words. He threw out the coffin nail he got from Dadong City without hesitation. The coffin nail blessed by the ghost was like a bullet, accurately piercing Hong Zhenrong's forehead.

However, Cao Yang was worried that the coffin nails that had been swallowed up part of the spirit were not complete, so he picked up the carrying pole and cut them again. This time, Hong Zhenrong felt that his whole body was about to break into pieces, as if he had been crushed by a steamroller countless times.

The supernatural power was suppressed, and the ghost in the body fell into a state of complete death under the attack of the carrying pole. Hong Zhenrong also fainted due to the pain.

The false city of the dead is breaking and collapsing. Everything seems to be an illusion. At this moment, everyone has to return to reality.

In Luocheng City, Lu Zhiwen wanted to evacuate temporarily with Wen Zhong and Liu Qi, but his ghost den was suppressed and could not be deployed. In the vision of wooden eyes, the number of black dancing dragons increased to six, and those legs were twisting in strange steps, forming a circle, surrounding the three people tightly.

“Tap, tap, tap—!”

“Tap, tap, tap—!”

This time, not only Liu Qi and Wen Zhong, but even Lu Zhiwen was affected by the ghost dragon dance. The feeling as if the soul was leaving the body spread and spread rapidly like the tide, and even the ghost in the body seemed to be washed away.

"Liang Yao's living ghost and the source ghost of the ghost dance dragon may have combined together, which led to the escalation of the situation."

"If we understand the literal meaning of 'seeing ghosts', would it be that only living people can see ghosts? But this is Liang Yao's code name. Maybe when he was alive, only living people could see him. However, now that he is dead, ghosts still exist."

"Wen Zhong and Liu Qi are not aliens. They can be considered living people, so they can't see the ghost dragon dance. But I am a ghost, and I am the only one who sees it."

Lu Zhiwen's expression was extremely solemn. Strictly speaking, he had no experience in leading a team to deal with supernatural events, and he rarely even showed up in public. Compared to other captains who grew up independently, he obviously lacked some ruthlessness and decisiveness.

(End of this chapter)