Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 157 The Final Winner is Still Me

The power of the Wishing Hand has always been great. It can fulfill people’s wishes.

However, this ability has certain limitations and is not unsolvable. At least it can be used to fight against opponents of the same level.

Chen Ning'an raised his foot to block, but the huge force of ten thousand pounds plus the special characteristics of his body forced the latter to fall down.

"You want to suppress me with the lightning-struck wood?"

He sneered, picked up the half body and threw it at the paper people he brought.

There, there was a coffin that had been opened long ago. It was the out-of-control object obtained by Dadong Village. He released the monster with constantly changing personalities and let half of the corpse live in it.

"Clap!"

The coffin lid was closed, and half of the body was completely lifeless. Counting the wooden door that blocked the sky, the strongest [God] was actually the first to be eliminated.

The three leaders of [Ghost] are gradually regaining their ability to move, freed from the initial state of suppression.

But Chen Ning'an controlled the paper man and rushed over with three lightning-struck woods in no particular order, and stabbed them hard on the heads of the three main leaders who had not yet recovered!

At that moment, the three main persons in charge were struck by lightning and could not move. The ones who took action were three doctors who understood the distribution of nerves in the human brain.

This sword completely destroyed its central nervous system.

【Ghosts】 and 【Gods】 appear one after another.

Chen Ning'an looked at Mr. Liao again, and the latter thought that Chen Ning'an was going to attack him, but the two passed each other again.

"Mr. Liao, let's talk later."

He gave up the latter again, and there were still six lightning-struck wooden swords left.

The limp wishing hand had already been severely injured, so Chen Ning'an attacked again and used the second lightning wood to firmly insert it into the out-of-control body, greatly weakening the latter and preventing any mistakes in his plan.

This extremely strong and masculine treasure was very powerful, as terrifying as the Dinghai Shenzhen. He quickly pulled out the dagger and chopped hard at the connection between the wishing hand.

With a light "click" sound, the weakened wishing hand was completely cut off by him.

The body that He had put together with great difficulty was torn apart again.

There was still a lightning-struck wood sticking out of Xuyuan's hand. Chen Ning'an did not hesitate and took out the lightning-struck wood sword again to stab it down, making sure it was nailed down and there was no chance of failure!
Ye An's [out of control] broke free from the restraints, and after a long period of suppression, he actually regained his consciousness.

He uttered a soft question: "Why am I here?"

Can you still speak?

Chen Ning'an was shocked. Ye An's [out of control] ability was obviously not low. As the pillar of a big city, he would be even more terrifying if he had consciousness.

Chen Ningan was very quick. He picked up the dagger and started cutting without hesitation.

Although this piece of meat can make human voices, it is still just a piece of thing. How can it have a human form?
He broke out large chunks of tissue, leaving a bloody smell all over the ground.

"Shut up!"

He scattered a large number of imperial talismans to suppress the attack, almost covering the entire ground.

In this way, Mr. Liao was the only one left on the field. His greatest support from the beginning to now had been burned to ashes. This rotten corpse had lost too much support.

"Hey hey hey..."

Chen Ning'an turned to face Him, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

"The final winner is me."

Mr. Liao's eyes widened, then he turned quickly and ran towards the darkness of Zhongcheng.

In order to fight back and make a final settlement, he turned all the beetles back into rotten bodies.

But now it seems that he is undoubtedly seeking his own death, and Chen Ningan has made all his plans fail.

"Run, run, do you think you can still run?"

Chen Ningan followed slowly behind.

"what!"

Mr. Liao suddenly screamed. He didn't know when a dense number of talismans appeared on the ground, blocking all retreat routes.

The talismans completely locked down the place, creating a prison on the ground, and Mr. Liao couldn't escape at all.

He was burned so hard that he stepped back and could not move forward.

He turned around in shock, "Chen Ning'an, you actually arranged it a long time ago?"

Is this still a human? He actually planned everything out, first the [God], then the [ghost], and then the thing in the Zhenhai Building.

Now, it’s my turn again.

Mr. Liao recalled everything he had experienced, from the appearance of [God] to Ye An's entry into the game.

Then came the loss of control of the [ghosts], as well as the interference and evacuation of the human world, leading to huge losses for oneself.

How did he get so much information?

A certain image that the beetle saw flashed through his mind.

Almost all the forces come from the two of us, except for one word.

"【Xian】?"

He asked tentatively: "The one who appeared at the beginning and then disappeared silently, was it you?"

"Yes, it's me."

Chen Ning'an admitted it openly without hiding anything.

Because he was sure that no one could escape from here.

"It's you, aren't you from now?"

Mr. Liao thought quickly: "[God] and [ghost] were buried by history and are now forgotten again, but the word [immortal] may be even more ancient."

"Chen Ning'an, you've returned from history."

Chen Ning'an did not comment on His words. How could he be a word forgotten in history?

The word "Xian" came with him, and he was sure that Mr. Liao was at his wit's end now.

"Are you done, Mr. Liao? If you are, then we can get going."

Two lightning-struck wooden swords were used on [God].

Three on the out of control body.

Two in the wishing hand.

The three [ghost] leaders had three swords on them, and now there are three left.

One big and two small.

Lu Shang and Huang Yue came over with the tall sword, but Chen Ning'an shook his head and grabbed a smaller one instead.

"It's a waste to use it on him."

"Chen Ning'an, if my beetles hadn't been killed by artillery fire, you would all have died!"

His rotten corpse trembled, very unwilling.

An imperceptible strange force is covering it.

"But if you lose, you lose. Do you think I don't know that you have already started to make arrangements since the last time you came to Zhongcheng?"

The corner of Chen Ning'an's mouth twitched, and he swung the Thunderbolt Wood fiercely. The speed was so fast that the air exploded, and the sword had already pierced into the top of Mr. Liao's head!
"Bang!" The air exploded again, almost at the same time, with very short and thick intervals between them.

The second lightning-struck wood pierced His heart, and Mr. Liao just raised his hand.

The attack he was about to prepare was interrupted by Chen Ning'an before it even began. This human was too cautious, so cautious that even facing Mr. Liao who seemed to have no backup plan, he had to disguise himself with words and look for opportunities.

Chen Ning'an had been ignoring Him from the beginning, which had made the other party careless.

"Faced with an arrogant enemy, I believe you were secretly gloating just now, gloating that I didn't notice your preparation."

Chen Ningan released the handle of the lightning-struck wood: "But do you think I would be at ease with a statue that has its own consciousness and is out of control?"

What a joke! He had been planning from the beginning to the end just for this thundering blow!
"Mr. Liao, you don't think I can't remember you being able to suppress the out-of-control situation in our Zhongcheng, do you? You didn't have so many beetles back then."

He took out the three leather jackets he got from the Light Realm of South Cinema City and slowly put them on Him.

"This leather jacket can suppress the strange power. Together with my two lightning-struck wooden swords, it should be enough."

At this moment, the only people still standing in the field besides Chen Ningan were his paper figures.

"Master, you are so awesome!"

Huang Yue's eyes widened in admiration. This was admiration and emotion from the bottom of his heart. "It's just that I was a little cautious."

In fact, everyone here is stronger than him, but they can't resist his good calculation skills.

"You are too stupid to compete with me, a fortune teller."

Chen Ning'an was in a good mood and he started dancing happily again.

He passed in front of Su Mei's motionless body, alternating steps and humming a cheerful song.

The strange tone of voice had no consistency at all, making people feel confused as soon as they heard it. The paper people stared at him without blinking.

"Don't look at it, turn around."

Chen Ning'an put his index finger in front of his lips and warned the paper people.

One by one, the paper figures turned around, and he stopped in front of each terrifying being as if he was selecting merchandise.

"Who should we start with?"

He bit his fingers and kept lingering in front of his spoils.

These spoils were so delicious and tempting, like a perfect cake, he didn't know where to start.

His eyes slowly locked onto the mess and out of control on the ground.

"Let's start with you. After all, we are the best friends, right?"

It’s well cooked.

He leaned down ~ the taste of jelly is always pleasant, and then he came to the chicken feet.

Chicken feet are also delicious. After eating the chicken skin, tendons, and paws, even the bones are crispy.

The burning sensation flows down the throat. Of course, some of it may be spoiled, but it does not affect the nutritional value.

My strength is still growing, but all of this is incidental. 11,000 jin, 11,500 jin, 12,000 jin…

It didn't stop until it reached 14,000 kilograms.

The real benefit was that the "Qi" circulating in his body turned red.

"I have cultivated to the point where I am out of control in my mortal body."

Chen Ningan sat cross-legged on the clean ground, with the wooden sword struck by lightning scattered all over the ground.

These lightning-struck woods have been corroded and can no longer be used, but it must be said that Chen Ning'an was able to solve all of this thanks to luck.

That tree single-handedly made him what he is today.

He suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hehehe, hahaha!"

The people on the ground laughed so hard that their shoulders shook and they rolled over on the ground: "It feels so good, so good, I'm going to become an immortal, I'm going to become an immortal soon!"

Ha jumped up with joy, regardless of day or night, until he got used to the sudden calm and coldness of his expression.

"There is no need to stay in Zhongcheng any longer."

His path requires constant progress, and Zhongcheng, where there are no living people, is not suitable for him.

Let Ye'an's secret vault continue to exist, as the things inside are actually not very useful to him.

He can get red candles at any time, so this kind of thing is not very useful to him.

and……

He slid his fingers, and the red "Qi" in his body actually tore apart the real world and the lantern world.

He... I'm afraid he doesn't need the red candle much anymore.

Even though I have reached the level of being out of control, I can still maintain a complete human form. This is the charm of [Xian].

As for the special medicine, once he mixes the remaining half in the coffin, it will no longer be needed.

He will completely replace his former self and complete the important process of shedding his mortal body.

That is, the inner vision cannot be lost, the coffin needs to infect the body before it can be used.

You have to wait a while.

Chen Ning'an began to pack up his things, which were actually just some valuables. These things were everywhere in Zhongcheng now and there was no shortage of them.

After two days of preparation, Chen Ning'an took a last look at the Zhenhai Building.

This silent building has brought several disasters to Zhongcheng and is full of ominous things. Now he is still terrified when looking at this building, as if this is not a building, but a world.

"Pseudoman?"

Chen Ningan chuckled and got into the car.

There were more than twenty paper dolls left, three of which were riding in the same car with him, which gave people an extremely strange feeling.

"Su Mei, how do you feel now?"

Chen Ning'an asked the girl beside him, Su Mei turned around and looked at him, her eyes flickering slightly.

"Master, I feel good now. Thank you for helping me out of this misery."

"Call me Mr. Chen from now on."

Chen Ningan asked him to change his words, "I am free and do not need any burden."

"Tell me about how it felt to be dominated by that thing."

Chen Ning'an looked at the other two people. Except for the driver, the other three people here were the "chiefs".

"Sir, we were conscious at the time."

Tian Bo said to him: "But we cannot limit our consciousness and desires. We indulge ourselves in doing what we want, killing people, and promoting the existence of that thing."

"Well, so what you do, you actually do it yourself."

Hearing this, Chen Ning'an felt that [ghosts] were not impossible to use, but they just required extraordinary willpower.

Unfortunately, people in this world keep cultivating their skills, which may be a path to heaven.

"You should still have some ghost abilities left in you. I hope you can slowly control them."

He could sense the situation inside the paper man's body. Although most of it was absorbed by him, it still left some clues for the latter.

In their heads.

"Ok sir."

Tian Bo, Su Mei and Zhang Yi saluted him sincerely.

Without their master, they would be completely dead by now.

"We are on the highway." The driver at the front said to them, "Please fasten your seat belts, sir. We will arrive at Mucheng soon."

Yes, Mucheng, Chen Ning'an plans to settle in Mucheng.

He took a quick look at the city last time he went there, and it was much better than Zhongcheng.

Whether it is architecture, atmosphere or environment, it is much better.

“Not a single car.”

Su Mei felt that she was really lucky to be alive today.

Only their vehicles were moving in the front, with the rest of the paper people following behind.

Chen Ning'an had given instructions that everyone should hide themselves after arriving, and then...

Help him pass the paper man talisman.

He set his eyes on the huge cake.

The journey was long and just when we were about to reach the highway toll station, a roadblock appeared ahead.

The vehicle stopped and the driver said respectfully to Chen Ningan: "Sir, I'll go check out the situation."

"No, I'm not stopping you."

Chen Ningan unbuckled his seat belt and slowly stepped out of the car.

His eyes were looking far ahead and he saw someone waiting for him ahead of the roadblock.

"In front of us is Mucheng. The person from Zhongcheng, please stop.

(End of this chapter)