time stop 499 years

"Could something happen about eating and drinking outside?"

"Am I trapped by some means of the warrior?"

Wang Xuemin still held a trace of luck in his heart, unwilling to believe that something strange had happened to him.

After all, in his understanding, warriors who can fight against ghost stories may have some magical means.

It is likely that these warriors locked themselves up.

In his family, there are only a few warriors enshrined. Although they are not very powerful, all kinds of strange methods emerge in endlessly.

"Master Warrior must have arrested me. I heard that some powerful warriors have the means of mustard Nasumi. Maybe this is the situation I am in right now."

Making friends outside, eating and drinking together, let the family elders know about it, and being arrested by the warriors in the family, although they may be severely punished, it is better than losing their lives.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuemin finally suppressed the fear in his heart.

To be honest, even just these two words, he didn't even dare to think about strange talk.

In the world of ghost stories, these two words are taboo.Non-warriors, ordinary humans dare not describe it.It's as if saying a word will attract these mysterious existences.

Thinking of all the legends of monsters in the wilderness, Wang Xuemin felt a burst of fear for no reason.

He wanted to escape, but there was darkness everywhere, like a cage.

He has nowhere to escape.

What should I do?

On the other side, in the dark.

Wu Hao looked at the man shrouded in ghost fog and fell into deep thought.

Entering this coffin, he saw the sleeping man lying in it.

This person is dressed somewhat similar to the ancient Chinese decorations.

Look at its aura is just an ordinary human being!

Although Wu Hao didn't know the language he was talking to himself, he could be sure that he had seen it before.

Comes from the strange world where the name of the god is!

My god name skill: the world that Haotian is involved in.

A world called ghost stories.

"Sure enough, that god is related to the world of ghost stories. My previous guess was not wrong."

"It's just that it's clearly in the dream world, where day and night are transformed, but why did you suddenly come to the world of ghost stories?"

He couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, what he is doing is collecting information about this human being, even through extreme fear, causing the human mind in front of him to fluctuate, thereby stealing some of this man's thoughts.

At the same time, it is also observing some physiological conditions of human beings in this world under the influence of ghost fog.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle.

A lot of information, including the characteristics of this world, and even certain rules, can be seen from some human behaviors, thought traces, and states affected by ghost fog.

Some information was learned when the group of rules containing the name of the god was devoured, while some was just learned.

"Ghost story, the world of warrior ghost eye province Huaiyue is really interesting."

"Especially warriors, they can actually compete head-on against the ghost stories. Is it because the monsters in this world are too weak, or are the fighters here too strong?"

"It should be the latter. According to the information this guy knows, the warrior's strength is almost stronger than the ghost master in the world of human scalp. If you compare it, it can be compared with the human hunter in the weird game. .”

"Spirits, ancestral halls, and ancestral houses guarding drums and gongs are very interesting, very interesting. A strange world where there are spirits, gods, ghost stories, warriors, and even slates that are profane."

The more he read the information in the man's mind, the more frightened Wu Hao became.

However, there was another point that caught his attention even more, that this man was not affected by the erosion and pollution of the ghost fog.

The ghost mist was unable to corrode his body or spirit.

The mental pollution of whispering and whispering will only bring him headaches and irritability.

Unbelievable!

This is the first time Wu Hao has seen ordinary creatures not affected by the ghost fog.

How strong is his current grotesque birth ghost mist pollution?

In the time-stopping world, fully release one's own power. Although it can't reach the perverted level that the grotesque king can even pollute ordinary substances, it can also change the regional weather and make the surroundings instantly enter an extremely cloudy scene.

However, such a powerful force is unable to pollute a small human being?

why?

Where is the problem?

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What is the most powerful place of grotesque?

It's not a strange and unreasonable rule, nor is it its immortality, but its pollution and erosion characteristics that have evolved to the extreme.

Approximate to God!

Confronting God is eroded by the concept of God.And being contaminated by grotesque power will also be eroded and polluted.

The most powerful grotesque king can even erode the surrounding time and space, erode all basic substances, and transform them into corresponding areas or substances that suit him.

Therefore, it is reasonable to say that the king of the grotesque is similar to God.

It's just that gods seem to only live in legends, and the king of grotesques is a twisted god walking on the earth.

Whether gods exist or not, Wu Hao doesn't even have a definite answer in the grotesque game.

But the king of the grotesque certainly exists.

The king of grotesques usually stays in one area. Over time, that area will evolve into an area suitable for the king of grotesques to live in, and it is the most perfect nest.

For example, Wu Hao, the deep valley where he used to live has turned into a very dark place, which is very suitable for his living conditions.

But now, the most bizarre point is that the pollution and erosion characteristics have disappeared without a trace.

Without this ability, the power of Ghost Fog would drop linearly.

Only ghosts hitting the wall, devouring, spiritual addiction, the power of the gate character, and the power of the Tai character can still work.

"Strange, it's not that this human being can resist the pollution characteristic. It's that this piece of heaven and earth does not allow it. The pollution characteristic derived from the grotesque force has disappeared."

"This is more rigorous than the human scalp world. Why? The world is different? The rules are different? Or is there any fundamental difference?"

Wu Hao noticed before that the ghosts in the world of human scalp and paper do not have the ability to erode and pollute.After projecting it by myself, the ghost fog is also more suppressed, and the pollution characteristics are greatly weakened.

But in the world of strange tales of gods and names, this characteristic disappeared directly.

In the past, he guessed that the suppression of the pollution characteristic was weakened, which was probably related to the rune.After all, there are no runes in the world of human scalp and paper, so it is reasonable to say that the grotesque power born from runes has weakened.But now in the world of ghost stories, this characteristic has disappeared directly, which made him doubt this guess.

Most likely not because of the runes!

Runes are likely only part of the incentive.

Watching the man staggering and crawling in the darkness, but circling in place under the interference of ghost fog, Wu Hao felt more and more doubts.

Time passed slowly, maybe three hours, maybe ten hours.

Suddenly, Wu Hao felt the oppressive atmosphere that permeated the surroundings completely dissipate.

The night is coming again!

And that man suddenly became unreal, his whole body disintegrated little by little under Wu Hao's gaze, and finally disappeared completely.

"This"

He didn't notice the process of the man's disappearance at all.

Very weird.

Not a trace was left.

"interesting!"

"Sure enough, this is still the weird dream world, not the world of gods and ghosts. What is the relationship between the two?"

"Daytime is the name of the gods, and night is the dream world"

"Night, dreamland"

Wu Hao suddenly thought about it.

Perhaps, everything I saw just now was false.That town, that man, everything is just a reflection of the world of gods and ghosts in this dream world.

Map some of the situations there to here.

Or, this dream world is the other side of that world?

Pushing away the coffin, Wu Hao walked out.

In the sky, the huge eyes are still hanging in the void, and the red light is scattered all around.

Pavilions, terraces, pavilions, waterside pavilions and railings have all been turned into tombs again.

The scene I saw before appeared again.

"really!"

"It's all just fantasy, a dream."

"Speaking like this"

Wu Hao closed his eyes suddenly, communicating with the candle that anchored himself in his mind, and in an instant, the faintly visible candle light from his mind gradually became clear, spreading from his mind to his whole body.

Opening his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the altar.

The body is still in the state where I lit the candle and entered the dream world, motionless and unchanged.

I looked at the time, only a few seconds had passed.

It seems that the time spent in the dream world before was just an illusion.

is fake!

The flow of time in the two worlds is different?

still is

pondered for a moment

Wu Hao took out all the other eleven candles.

Surround the altar, engrave all the candles with your name, and light them all.

The blazing light, like a lighthouse, illuminates everything.

Wu Hao's figure disappeared in an instant, but before even a second passed, his figure appeared again in an instant.

Seeing him at this moment, the ghost body is a little disintegrated, and the authority of the primordial time on his forehead, which is still full of cracks, is almost disintegrated this time.

The pain that had been relieved by absorbing the engraving needle just now was further aggravated.

In less than a second, what happened to him?

"No loss, no loss!"

"Although I didn't expect that there was such a danger at the last moment. But all the sacrifices are worth it."

Wu Hao smiled miserably

Slowly raising the ghost claw, a black, crystal-like eye suddenly appeared in the claw that was filled with ghost mist.

The eyes of the gods!

Still a left eye!

Although there is only one, its function is almost completely beyond Wu Hao's imagination.

Unbelievable!

With a wave of his hand, Wu Hao actually put away the candle and the altar this time.