At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing was just like a poor creature possessed by a ghost in a horror movie. Under the possession of the evil ghost, his body structure was twisted in an anti-human and shocking way.
His head twisted behind him, and when his eyes sank, he could see his shoulder blades.
The joints of his hands and feet were also twisted 180 degrees. Except for the torso, all his limbs were reversed.
Except for wood monsters and water ghosts, if they were replaced by other professions, they would have died on the spot if they encountered such exaggerated injuries.
The powerful vitality and self-healing ability of the Night Wanderer prevented him from dying on the spot.
"Hehe, it's so fun, so fun."
The clear voice of a child came from Zhang Yuanqing's body.
The next second, Zhang Yuanqing's upper body slowly leaned back, his feet were straight, his heels did not move, and his waist was bent a little bit, like a fully drawn bow.
His ribs were protruding one by one, and his spine groaned as if it was about to break.
No, it's not working. Zhang Yuanqing's heart shuddered.
If the spine is broken, with the healing ability of the level 3 Night Wanderer, it will definitely not be able to recover in a short time. He will lose the ability to deal with the crisis of the copy and will definitely die.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the scene when he used the Ghost Bride for the first time. His limbs were cold and numb, and he could not use his strength. His body was not controlled by the brain.
As his waist continued to bend, Zhang Yuanqing felt a slight pain in his cervical vertebrae.
With the current state of the brain's lack of perception of the body, he could still feel a slight pain, indicating that the spine had begun to break.
Zhang Yuanqing burst out the last bit of remaining strength, and the dark and sticky power appeared in his eyes, filling his eye sockets.
Soul Devouring!
Soul Devouring is the nemesis of all spirits. It is the magic skill of the Night Wanderer to dominate the spiritual field. Even if the strength of the two sides is very different, it can still suppress and affect the resentful spirits for a short time.
"Ah~"
A child's slightly frightened cry came from his body.
Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing felt that the coolness in his body weakened a little, and the brain's control over the body was restored to a certain extent.
At this time, he clearly felt the severe pain from his waist, the pain that made him gasp.
Ignoring his injuries and seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing looked up to the sky and howled.
A bright and clear moonlight broke through the clouds and hit Zhang Yuanqing like a searchlight.
Howling Moon!
Howling Moon is the unparalleled skill of the Night Wandering God. It can only be performed at night, borrowing power from the moon, greatly improving the physical strength and skills of the Night Wandering God. It is a life-threatening skill.
But the price is that the Night Wandering God will enter a state of depression in the next three hours.
Therefore, Zhang Yuanqing rarely uses this skill.
His breath suddenly soared, and the skill of "Soul Devouring" was also slightly improved, further suppressing the ghost doll in his body.
Instantly, Zhang Yuanqing regained 50% of the control of his body. He stood up straight with a bounce of his back. "Click", the twisted right arm returned to its original position, and grabbed in the air, grabbing a Yin-Yang robe and a pair of yellow silk woven boots embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns.
He wanted to use the Yin-Yang robe to resolve the ghost doll's killing rules.
Zhang Yuanqing raised his right foot and reached into the Hou Tu boots, but when he wanted to move his left foot, he found that the control of this foot was still in the hands of the ghost doll.
"Hmph, bad guy, you don't want to play games with me, I'm going to kill you~"
The ghost doll seemed to be aware of his response, and its tender and innocent voice was cold, and then the suppressed Yin Qi counterattacked violently and instantly controlled the body.
Click!
His right arm twisted again, and his waist bent back again. This time, the bending was fast and fierce, as if he wanted to break his cervical vertebrae directly.
At that time, the dead number one who had twisted the old man's head ran over and kicked Zhang Yuanqing's right leg, knocking him to the ground, avoiding the fate of a broken cervical vertebra.
Then, the dead number one lightly swept his leg and kicked the other Hou Tu boot to the left foot of the main body.
The Hou Tu boot touched the sole of the foot and put it on by itself.
Finally, the dead number one grabbed the Yin-Yang robe that fell on the ground and threw it into the sky.
Swish!
The robe unfolded, and the Tai Chi fish on the back emerged, rotating like a millstone, the Yang fish grinding out scorching flames, and the Yin fish sprinkled illusory water.
The water and fire formation covered a radius of 30 meters.
Zhang Yuanqing's main body disappeared, replaced by two clay figures rising from the ground.
They have hard bodies, but their joints are extremely flexible, similar to the Terracotta Warriors, and their facial features are exactly the same as Zhang Yuanqing.
The clay man standing in the flames looked around and said:
"It's a little interesting. This body is good. But I feel something is strange. I can't tell where it's strange."
The clay man standing on the illusory water said:
"Why do I feel that you have become more stupid."
And the deceased No. 1 (Zhang Yuanqing), who was standing on the dividing line between water and fire, looked at his two clones and couldn't help frowning.
These two guys are me? Why are they like idiots?
The water and fire clones have no expression and speak in a stuttering manner, like mentally retarded idiots.
Uh, my soul was cut into too many parts. Zhang Yuanqing immediately realized that it was not that the water and fire clones were mentally retarded, but that the souls given to them were too few.
Half of his soul was in the main body and half in the Yin corpse. After performing the Yin-Yang robe, the water and fire clones divided the half of the soul equally.
So he looked very dull.
At this time, the short shadow, which was darker than the darkness, ignored the burning of the flames and the scouring of the water, and quickly rushed towards the deceased No. 1, and laughed like a young girl:
"Let's play a game~"
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing did not delay any longer, and before the short shadow possessed the deceased No. 1, he made two clones and a Yin corpse stand in a triangle.
"You clap once, I clap once, let's play games before dark"
Amid the "bang bang" applause of the clay man, the interrupted game continued.
The ghost doll "wandered" around the three people, wandering around them, complaining, crying, and trying to possess them several times, but all ended in failure.
Zhang Yuanqing felt bad too. The formation time of the Yin-Yang robe was ten minutes. If it exceeded this time, he would never be able to recover his human body.
So, within ten minutes, if the ghost doll did not leave, he could only use the demon-suppressing pestle.
At that time, everything will slide into an uncontrollable abyss.
Time passed like water, and when it was almost ten minutes, the ghost doll "stomped its feet" and said:
"Hate it, you don't play with me, I'll come to find you tomorrow~"
Then, the short figure quickly went away, blended into the deep night, and disappeared completely.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing immediately lifted the formation form, restored his human body, lay on the ground in a big letter shape, and gasped.
Dead No. 1 was on guard.
"Fortunately, it was almost the first watch when the old man turned into a corpse, otherwise it would be really dangerous this time, Damn, this copy is not safer than Yinyang Town."
He lay in the thick night for nearly ten minutes and sat up with difficulty.
The broken cervical vertebrae, leg bones and arm bones were well repaired, but they were limited to normal actions and could not do strenuous exercise.
Zhang Yuanqing's physical condition was very bad, on the one hand, it was the injury, on the other hand, it was the sequelae of using Xiaoyue.
Fortunately, the yin energy here is extremely strong, and it is dark, which is a Feng Shui treasure land that nourishes the night wandering god, greatly reducing the recovery time.
The night is deep and dark as ink.
The mountain village is silent.
Zhang Yuanqing sat in the pitch-black darkness, with the Yin corpse serving as a guard beside him and the old man with his body separated not far away.
In such a depressing environment, he was not afraid at all, but felt like a fish in water and felt very close.
"If I remember correctly, there is an hour between the first and second watch, which is two hours. Within two hours, I am safe."
"The paper man will appear on the second watch. According to normal logic, the danger level should increase with time. The ghost doll on the first watch is so scary, what about the paper man on the second watch?"
"I don't know what will happen on the third watch. Tsk, the old man has become a ghost, and the other villagers must be the same. I can't get any information."
In order to verify his guess, he summoned the little funny guy and urged the little baby spirit to crawl to the rammed earth house not far away.
The little funny guy penetrated the wall and entered the house.
Zhang Yuanqing's consciousness entered the baby spirit, his eyes penetrated the darkness, and examined the scene in the house.
There were two ghosts in the house, one male and one female, they should be a couple.
Their eyeballs were full of bloodshot, and sticky saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths. They just stood there in a daze.
"They don't seem to have the characteristic of actively attacking people, at least under the premise of not entering the house, this group of villagers will not actively attack people."
Zhang Yuanqing made a judgment in his heart.
These villagers are normal people during the day, but at night, when the Yin Qi lingers in the mountain village, they will turn into Yin corpses.
Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but think of the words of the old man when he turned into a corpse:
At four o'clock in the morning, everyone was dead!
It should be the princess who turned the living people in the whole village into Yin corpses. I was wrong. She is not fierce, she is super fierce. Is this kind of boss really something that the extraordinary realm can deal with?
Zhang Yuanqing felt something was wrong.
The difficulty of this copy has exceeded the A-level category. It is clearly S-level. No, even S-level may not be so terrible.
"What am I thinking about? Anyway, there is the experience of the Demon Lord to refer to. It would be a waste if I don't take advantage of the senior."
Zhang Yuanqing took out the Elvis speaker from his trouser pocket, placed it in front of him, tapped the black metal shell, and asked:
"How do I pass the next level of paper man?"
This time, the Elvis speaker cooperated very well, and a "sizzling" sound of electricity came from the speaker.
A few seconds later, a shrill, fearful cry came:
"Run, run~"
The voice was full of fear and trembling, echoing in the dark night, bringing a creepy chill.