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Chapter 111 A Hundred Ghosts at Night (Sixty-three): Transparent

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    Demon-suppressing platform.  At this time, there were dense clouds outside the tower, strong winds, and countless thunder and lightning falling from the sky, making the whole world look pale.  When Huiqing used Lingbao Huangquan River, the entire Changsitai lake surged over.  The huge flood washed away the huge demon-suppressing platform. Under the control of Painted Skin Ghost, the human skin boat swayed up and down with the flood, but it was never overturned.  At this time, the outside of the Demon Suppressing Platform has become a vast swamp. Countless ghosts were swallowed by the flood and struggled in the Yellow River. Finally, they gradually sank without making a sound.  "Is it over?" Standing on the human skin boat, He Liancheng still felt heart palpitations as he watched the flood swallowing up the evil ghosts and pouring into the Demon Suppressing Platform.  At the last moment, he and others were no match at all. It should be said that it was a test of whether he and others could hold on until help arrived.  Finally, he escaped with the help of Painted Skin Ghost.  "I'm afraid not yet." Du Chen also came to the bedside despite the strong wind, and could vaguely hear the huge roaring sound of battle coming from the Demon Suppressing Platform.  But the storm is getting more and more violent, with no sign of stopping.  Boom.  With a huge thunder and lightning, a barrel-thick thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit a main hall of the Great Mercy Temple next door.  "It's Ziwu." Shen Juan, who was observing the surroundings, saw Ziwu lying on a big pillar in the river with the help of her eagle eye.  "Hurry over." Du Chen urged the Painted Skin Ghost. Now only Zijue and Ziwu are still alive in the Mercy Temple. Zijue is now unconscious, and it is still unknown whether he can survive.  The only one who is still alive for sure is Zi Wu. If even Zi Wu dies, I am afraid that the Mercy Temple will really disappear from now on.  The Painted Skin Ghost held the human skin boat, and after discovering Zi Wu was there, he rushed towards Zi Wu.  At this time, the wind and waves were getting stronger and stronger, and the incoming river water was covered with trees, rubble, and damaged houses.  "Zi Wu, reach out your hand." When the human skin boat approached the big pillar that Zi Wu was holding, Du Chen stretched out his hand, grabbed Zi Wu's panicked right hand, and pulled Zi Wu's right hand hard.  Pulled to the boat.  At this time, Ziwu's whole body was already soaked, and coupled with the bone-chilling coldness of the river, his whole body was shivering.  But no one had a better idea for a while. Ling Kexin hugged Zi Wu and tried to give Zi Wu some warmth.  Only then did Ziwu's body feel a little warm. Although it was summer, the water in the Lingbao Yellow Spring River was very cold.  ¡°Cough cough cough cough¡­¡± From the corner of the human skin boat, there was a rapid cough, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.  Su Luo sat on the edge of the human skin boat, her face pale, and she no longer looked as heroic as before.  "How did you find us?" After Du Chen handed Zi Wu to Ling Kexin, he walked towards Su Luo.  Although at the beginning, the two sides were hostile due to camp issues.  But now Huang Fang's camp was finally wiped out by his own side due to internal fighting, leaving only Su Luo who was forced to rebel.  Su Luo¡¯s left eye was covered with a piece of white cloth. It was shot in the left eye by a crossbowman during the siege. Although he was later given medicine, the eye could not be saved at all, and in the end the left eye was completely blind.  "When I saw the sound of fighting here, the Painted Skin Ghost wanted to find Zijue, but was blocked by other ghosts. I helped deal with it, and then I managed to catch up." Su Luo's voice was weak when she spoke, and with the light of thunder and lightning,  Du Chen found that blood was flowing out of Su Luo's abdomen again. It was obvious that the wound had burst during the previous battle with Li Gui.  There was even a scratched wound on his arm, and blood was dripping down his clothes.  "Why, you think I'm going to die. Do you regret not killing me yourself? If you hunt people from the enemy camp, you will be rewarded at the end of the game." Seeing that Du Chen didn't say anything, Su Luo laughed to herself.  "It will be the same if I kill you now." Du Chen replied.  "But I saved you. If you kill me now, aren't you afraid that those followers of yours will be afraid of you?" Su Luo didn't care whether Du Chen really killed him or not. She was so weak now that she couldn't stop Du Chen from doing anything.  matter.  "You don't get many points by killing a dying person." Du Chen looked worriedly at the brothers Zijue and Ziwu. After the disaster, they were the only two people left in the entire Mercy Temple.  Zhijing and Zhizhi are certain to die. As for their master Huiqing, there is probably no chance of survival if he has not regained his strength.  Boom!  There was a loud collision sound from the Demon Suppressing Platform, and the entire Demon Suppressing Platform shook violently, and the flood that had originally poured in began to gradually stop.?.  The Painted Ghost, who had been fighting against the torrent, finally breathed a sigh of relief.  In order to prevent being sucked into the demon-suppressing platform, the Painted Skin Ghost Granny used almost all her abilities.  If the time is delayed for a little longer, I'm afraid everyone will be sucked in.  As the loud noise fell, the originally violent wind also stopped, the thunder and lightning gradually weakened, and the dark clouds overhead began to dissipate.  In just a short moment, all the strangeness began to disappear.  "Moon, the moon is out." Ye Xuan shouted in surprise, and everyone was surprised to find that a faint moonlight appeared above the head that was originally covered by thick black clouds, and then the moon also emerged from the dark clouds.  The floodwaters receded rapidly, revealing the large and small Mercy Temple in a mess.  And strangely, the Changsitai area outside Mercy Temple was not affected.  All disasters are concentrated in Changsitai.  The ghosts that filled the sky have all disappeared, leaving only a few lonely weirdos on the roof looking at everything in confusion.  "Is it really over this time?" Seeing Bloomberg's breathing getting weaker and weaker, He Liancheng became anxious, hoping to leave here as soon as possible.  "I'm afraid not yet. If it ends, we should be able to receive the prompt." Du Chen shook his head, but since there was no movement inside the Demon Suppressing Platform and everything had calmed down, maybe Hui Qing was also dead.  It's just that there may be one requirement that hasn't been met, so I didn't get the prompt.  "Du Chen, come and take a look, Zi Jue's body is gradually becoming transparent." Just when everything calmed down, Ling Kexin, who was in the middle of the human skin boat, suddenly shouted in a hurry, while she was holding Zi Jue in her arms.  The body also began to gradually change from entity to nothingness and transparency.  Ling Kexin¡¯s hands could even penetrate Zi Jue¡¯s body bit by bit, as if Zi Jue was just a shadow in the mirror.  "What was supposed to come finally came." The old lady with painted skin standing on the bow of the boat sighed regretfully.  The hollow eyes made people clearly feel a deep sense of reluctance.  (To be continued.)
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