Chapter 41: Standing with a sword before ten thousand people, breaking through darkness with darkness

Ding-a-ling—

The suddenly ringing bell sound made the Painting Ghost pause fiercely.

Then it turned its head and saw a gap crack open from the middle of its Infernal Domain space.

First, an iron chain stretched in from the outside.

Finally, the moment the crack was about to close, a pair of giant hands suddenly supported it, and then tore toward both sides with all their might.

The already unstable Infernal Domain now appeared precarious, appearing with more cracks like a candle in the wind.

The crack marks spread toward the surroundings.

Those giant hands had even greater strength.

Crack-crack—

Eyeballs began to fall off the back of the hand, and then turned into a tide, rushing toward the Painting Ghost.

The Painting Ghost waved its hand fiercely, and countless black vines on the ground surged forward.

One side was a black tide of vines, and the other side was a wave of water composed of eyeballs. The two completely different things collided together.

Dead wood flew everywhere, and eyeballs exploded one by one.

Pfft—

The entire Infernal Domain was torn open by Zhang Yi directly. Little Bear is angry; he stepped out directly and walked in from the outside.

With his walking, the Judgment Officer's Realm opened again.

Judgment has not yet succeeded, descending upon this world again.

Red light began to cover the white moonlight, and jumping flames depicted the palace where the Night Owl lived.

The screams were like beautiful childhood rhymes at this moment.

The flames were singing the childhood rhyme belonging to the Demon Bear.

Fire stars appeared in the sky, and Zhang Yi walked forward step by step.

The Demon Bear, more than five meters tall, looked very terrifying, especially the eyeballs spread all over his body.

He waved his big hand, pointing at the Painting Ghost.

Roar—

The low roar came out with the Infernal Roar.

The Painting Ghost retreated a step fiercely, the black dead wood ready to go.

And Xiao Wan didn't seem to be afraid from beginning to end, just watching quietly.

"You are a Ghost! Why help this human? You must know that this person's body has our kind!"

The Painting Ghost was scared; this Demon Bear was not something it could provoke, it couldn't beat it at all.

Killing two of its lives wasn't enough, now it even chased over! Zhang Yi stared at it with countless eyes, like steel knives carving into its heart.

"I said, we are not of the same kind."

"Besides, it's not your turn to manage what this bear wants to do."

Boom—

A burst of flames sprayed out from countless eyes, soaring into the sky like dragons.

The Painting Ghost turned around fiercely, its skirt connected to the earth swaying. A waterfall surged from the ground, covering the flames.

At the same time, Zhang Yi rushed over, smashing a fist fiercely.

Bang—

The Painting Ghost was instantly hammered away, hitting the ground. Although the chest position was still flesh and blood like a tide, after this punch, many eyes grew on its chest.

It crawled up from the ground, black light flashing all over its body, angry!

Since the Demon Bear insisted on making a move, it could only use its final ability.

With the swaying of its skirt, the colors all over its body began to dissipate bit by bit.

Rain began to fall in the air, the rain colorful.

The red rain was like magma, falling on the eyeballs, easily burning through them.

The white rain condensed into cold ice, sharp blades falling one by one.

The rain of other colors also had different abilities.

With the dissipation of the pigments all over its body, a palace stood up, incomparably huge, and the small river at the entrance flowed with colorful colors. Zhang Yi stood in the rain. These pigments caused him severe pain all over, and he could only use countless eyeballs to pile up on his head.

The palace began to change, and Xiao Wan was sitting in the palace, staring blankly at Little Bear.

Looking at Little Bear's slightly painful expression at this time.

Her eyes were full of worry. This was the first time she had an emotional fluctuation since her mother died and became a Ghost.

She hugged her legs, seeming to be cheering for Little Bear, singing a childish childhood rhyme.

"The black, black sky hangs low, the bright, bright stars follow—"

"Bugs fly, bugs fly—as long as you are with me."

With the ringing of the childhood rhyme, the flames around Zhang Yi seemed to be even more ferocious, and those eyeballs didn't fear this rain at all.

Countless eyeballs fell from his body, one by one beginning to fill this colorful small river.

Demon Bear Rule: Don't be afraid! Don't open your eyes, don't listen to songs! The Demon Bear Judgment Officer aura had already scared the Painting Ghost, and wounds began to tear open all over the palace.

Wounds began to crawl out eyeballs one by one.

As a Ghost, it understood that once entangled by rules, it would be a very serious matter.

So it must kill the Demon Bear before the Demon Bear's rules completely entangled it!

Boom—

A large number of vines appeared at the palace entrance, as well as colorful horses, coming toward Zhang Yi.

Two Special Level Ghosts, a real slaughter unfolded.

Outside.

Lü Liangbing, wearing a black cloak, stood above the overpass, searching for the tracks of the Painting Ghost and the Demon Bear.

Suddenly, he saw a piece of red light pop up in front.

The Ghost aura fluctuation was very powerful. He hurriedly sent the address to other team members, and all the Night Watchers came toward this side.

Standing on the overpass, he could feel the taste of fear.

The whistling wind in his ears seemed to carry the heavy roars of hell's spirits.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "Damn, what is the background of this Demon Bear, so awesome, actually able to chase and kill the Painting Ghost. I wonder if I can beat it if I go in."

In his view, this red Realm was an Infernal Domain, belonging to the Demon Bear's Infernal Domain.

He walked forward two steps, suddenly.

A childhood rhyme sound came out from the Realm. He paused fiercely, because this sound was indeed human!

His eyebrows twisted together: "Could it be a Ghost Tamer captured by the Painting Ghost?"

"Are they killing each other because of this Ghost Tamer?"

The reason it was killing each other was that Special Level Ghosts basically possessed their own intelligence and special Infernal Domains.

This kind of Infernal Domain, if the strength wasn't too disparate and it wasn't a hunting rule situation, wouldn't make a move on its own kind.

He took a deep drag of his cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it fiercely.

Stomping out the sparks, he took out his phone and turned on the recording.

"Actually, I'm not unemployed. I'm a special professional. It's not easy to tell you the specific situation, but you have to believe I'm a good person, someone fighting for the country. Little Lili is only five years old now, let her eat more, grow fat, don't be as skinny as me."

"Also, if there's money, I've deposited it in a card. Our line of work has a high salary. The reason I didn't tell you is that I'm afraid you'll think too much. The password is XXXXXX, right in the interlayer of our wedding photo."

"........."

Speaking for thirty seconds in one breath, he threw the phone aside and rushed in without looking back.

He is a Night Watcher.

Like ten thousand lights illuminating the dark night, like moonlight guiding the lost path.

Night Watcher Oath: We drive ghosts to become lamp-bearers, illuminating this gloomy darkness. When darkness comes, we should stand with a sword before ten thousand people, breaking through darkness with darkness.

Boom—

"Damn, what kind of Infernal Domain is this, so hard, I even got a nosebleed from the impact!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 42 =====