Super God: From Ghost Rider to King of Fengdu

It will probably be no problem for these four people to become elites among the group of ghost riders in the future.

Crunch!

The bus braked to the station.

outside the window.

It is a forest full of various mummies hanging.

Previously.

SHIELD named it: Nut Jungle.

later.

The ghost riders who were exploring the source of the supernatural gave this place a more appropriate name: The Forest of Death!

Until now.

Many ghost masters are very clear about this.

This forest has become the best place for Mei Lijian to deal with those difficult-to-contain evil spirits.

This move was very effective.

at least.

As a result, Meilijian has reduced more than 80% of supernatural incidents caused by containment failure!

The only regret is.

The ghost rider who performs this task must have no special skills.

It's easy to be buried with those evil people!

Eyes twinkling.

Yan asked curiously:

"Wu Zhao... Can this forest and the strange forest complement each other? Will they eventually produce supernatural effects such as the true nature of the forest?"

Wu Zhao nodded slightly:

"As expected of you. In fact... ever since I controlled this mysterious land two days ago, I have been trying to make it complement the strange forest."

"The final result is quite pleasing. The true nature of the forest has indeed been pieced together."

"Unfortunately, the ghosts belonging to the Hanged Ghost and the Dark Wind Ghost can only continue to stay in this dead forest. Those two ghosts are completely incompatible with the concept of the spooky forest."

Hear the words.

Liang Bing was thoughtful and secretly felt lucky.

Fortunately, I just walked out of the strange village.

He ran away in a flash!

Considering the situation at that time.

In Wu Zhao's spiritual dimension, there is really no shortage of forests!

but.

The secret spells and incantations related to the Iron Tree Hell in "The Secret Records of Beiyin Fengdu" should have originated from the so-called Weird Forest, right? !

Liang Bing, feeling that she had discovered some little secrets of Wu Zhao again, couldn't help but smile.

However, there were a few ghost riders who heard Wu Zhao's words.

I was almost scared to tears on the spot.

That's a supernatural place. Can this kind of supernatural scene be controlled like a weird one?

Boss!

How many versions ahead of the current ones are you!

and.

I have heard so many secrets about myself.

He will definitely die, right?

Of course it will!

At the back door, a haggard old woman staggered out of the car.

Soon.

There was a strange and vivid hanging corpse in the dense forest.

A shadow flashed.

At the front door of the car.

A fierce monster was about to get on the car.

But the moment he took a step, the entire evil creature disappeared in an instant!

Liang Bing was slightly surprised and asked:

“Where did He go?”

Wu Zhao pointed to the shadow under her feet.

Look sideways.

Liang Bing's expression froze instantly.

From this angle, you can just see the scene of the evil creature being slowly swallowed by the shadow that is rolling and swirling like a tsunami!

The weirdest thing is that the shadows are hitting the waves.

A faint smile was grinning at him... With a slightly complicated expression, Liang Bing said in silence:

"As expected of you..."

really.

There is a reason why this person is so cruel and ruthless.

He has a face that only a god can have, but his behavior is so strange and bizarre!

Forget it.

Compared to him, he is just a native of Earth.

But in just two years, he has grown to a level that even I can hardly match.

The issue of painting style is really not worth delving into.

What Liang Bing didn’t notice was.

In her memory.

The shadow behind Wu Zhao grinned and laughed silently.

……

Crunch!

The strange bus stalled again.

What caught my eye was Paris, known as the romantic capital of Europe.

With a dark face, he followed Wu Zhao out of the car.

"I really don't understand how Paris, which is full of urine smell and is dirty and messy, can be romantic?"

Even if there are micro-wormholes covering the entire body, isolating all dirt.

But it's just what you see.

This is enough for Liang Bing to complain about.

In this environment, what’s the difference between this and doing the butterfly stroke in shit and urine!

Wu Zhao shrugged and laughed, saying:

“Who knows? Maybe the vast majority of working people in Europe have their own unique version of the understanding.”

Behind.

A white ghost rider with typical European features huddled down and got off the car. After hearing the conversation between the two, he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times.

In the end, between the possibility of death and the certainty of death, I chose to keep silent.

however.

Unexpectedly.

Those three had no intention of paying any attention to the other party.

Chapter 256 Paris, a city of strange people

The mysterious domain unfolded, sweeping up Yan and Liang Bing, and the three of them disappeared in an instant.

Buildings, strata, subways, vehicles.

A large amount of matter was penetrated without any damage, and when they opened their eyes again, they had arrived at the Paris Catacombs!

The Paris Catacombs (also known as the Tomb of the Skeletons) is a famous ossuary in Paris, located on the Place Denfert-Rochereau in the 14th arrondissement of Paris.

It was originally an underground limestone quarry.

In 1786, plague broke out in Paris.

In order to solve the problem of insufficient cemeteries and public health crisis, the remains buried in all cemeteries in the city were moved here.

Thereafter.

The area was used as a cemetery until 1814.

just now.

Some areas have been turned into museums, with a small section of the tomb open to the public.

Rough statistics.

The remains of more than six million people are piled here.

If it were an ordinary day.

Wu Zhao and others would never come to such a place.

after all.

Whether it is the Marvel worldview or the Super God worldview.

Paris’ presence is almost non-existent!

however.

Accompanied by the surge of supernatural revival!

The accumulation of six million human corpses and the related conceptual elements accumulated there eventually attracted some strange attention.

As early as a year and a half ago.

A fierce and evil being descended upon this place!

then.

Millions of human skeletons were transformed into evil slaves under the infection of supernatural powers!

They never wander around.

Stay where you are.

But Parisians are full of natural talent, including homeless people, non-mainstream punks, biker gangs, and graffiti artists who have nothing better to do and claim to have rich artistic talent!

Of course.

The constant stream of disappearances and deaths forced the Paris government to forcibly block the underground cemetery!

A year and a half passed.