Chapter 171 Incomprehensible Weirdness

As a ghost god who has lived for a long time and has lived in Ghost Street for hundreds of years, Meng Changfeng has seen everything and encountered all kinds of bizarre things. He has even met more than one cross-border person like Li Yi. But the woman in front of him, no, it should be said that it is this female ghost, who makes this ghost god who has lived for five hundred years feel creepy.

"Who the hell are you? There are no ghosts like you on Ghost Street." Meng Changfeng's dark blue face showed a solemn look as he stared at the woman behind Li Yi.

He was sure that this woman did not appear on Ghost Street just now. She suddenly appeared at an inadvertent moment, and no one noticed her.

Meng Changfeng tried to communicate, but the strange woman just stood there motionless, without saying a word. Her empty and numb eyes were still staring at him. The strange smile on her mouth seemed to reveal an indescribable sense of danger. And at this moment, it suddenly started raining in the sky of Ghost Street.

No.

Not rain.

Drops of sticky blood fell from the sky, which soon dyed the surrounding buildings red, covered the ground, and even dyed all the wronged souls, evil spirits, and even the ghost soldiers on Ghost Street red.

But why is it raining blood in the sky of Ghost Street?

Nothing like this has happened in hundreds of years, and it simply doesn't make sense.

Meng Changfeng couldn't help but look up, but he couldn't see any mystery. The blood rain seemed to be generated out of thin air, completely beyond his cognition, but he understood that the source of all this came from that woman, the strange woman who made him, a ghost who had lived for five hundred years, feel creepy.

"Kill her."

Meng Changfeng, the Yin God, did not want to see such bizarre things continue to happen. He wanted to interrupt it all, stop it all, and at the same time, wanted to take the initiative to kill the strange woman.

At the command, the ghost soldiers immediately wielded the hanging spears in their hands, picked up the ghost-head swords, and rushed towards the strange woman with extreme ferocity.

A ghostly fire burned on the hanged man's spear, and the ghost head on the ghost-head sword also emitted a green light.

Ten ghost soldiers came and ignored Li Yi who was struggling in pain, and wanted to kill the woman who posed a greater threat.

Just a meeting.

The woman standing in front of him with a strange smile on her face was immediately pierced by several spears. Then the ghost fire on the spears burned fiercely and set her body on fire. At this time, the ghost-headed sword chopped off the woman's head with one blow, and the other few blows also chopped off the woman's arms and body.

The complete body is now shattered.

"Has it been solved?" Yin Shen Meng Changfeng frowned.

The ghost fire on the spear can burn the Yin God. Even if he touches it, he will lose a layer of skin. Now that the opponent has suffered such a serious injury, it would be a miracle if he can still survive.

However, the woman's face that was chopped off still had a creepy smile on it. Even though it was set on fire by the ghost fire, it was not affected at all. Her body still existed. She was not burned by the ghost fire like other evil spirits and turned into a stream of evil energy and dissipated. What made people feel uneasy was that the blood rain above was still falling, dripping and continuing to dye the entire ghost street red.

The smell in the air at this moment was no longer just the smell of blood, but a strong stench of decay.

An inexplicable sense of crisis is growing.

"This..." Faced with this situation, Yin Shen Meng Changfeng could no longer understand it. It had come to this, was it possible that he was still unable to completely kill the other party?
"Ah~!"

Li Yi's painful wails were still echoing. He held his head, and the memories in his mind were sometimes fuzzy and sometimes clear. But as time passed, his personal will was ultimately defeated by some incomprehensible strange power. Part of his memory completely disappeared and he could never recall it again. As that memory was lost, his pain quickly subsided.

Everything seemed to have returned to the starting point. He remembered that he set out from Sanyang City and came to Ghost Street. He seemed to have encountered some danger and met a very close acquaintance. Wait, he just encountered danger and did not meet an acquaintance. As for what kind of danger it was, he seemed to have forgotten, but it didn't matter.

I still have to cross the border and go home, and I still have to work hard on my cultivation.

As Li Yi thought about this, his pain began to disappear, and then his consciousness gradually returned.

After that, all the abnormalities disappeared.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was on the Ghost Street. The surroundings were empty. There were no wronged souls or evil spirits, no evil spirit Meng Changfeng, and no evil soldiers. The entire Ghost Street became empty. Looking around, Li Yi was the only one on the street. Not even a ghost could be seen. He didn't know why it suddenly became like this.

"There's something unusual on Ghost Street. I can't stay here. I have to leave quickly."

Li Yi picked up the backpack on the ground again, took out a mud horse, and then dripped blood on it.

The mud horse was nourished by the blood and immediately showed its magical powers. A black wind was blowing, and the neighing of a fierce horse sounded. The mud horse turned into a steed.

"Come on, take me away from the ghost street and back to the danger zone." Li Yi jumped on the horse, took the things he brought from Sanyang City this time, and then galloped away.

The Ghost Street is now empty and the Yin Horse can run wildly. In just a moment, he felt his vision around him blurred. The buildings on the Ghost Street were constantly disappearing, and were replaced by familiar high-rise buildings. With the help of this Yin Horse, Li Yi once again successfully crossed the alien world and came to the familiar danger zone.

As soon as it left the influence of Ghost Street, the mud horse was immediately polluted by the energy of the earth and began to collapse in large areas. However, the mud horse was still running hard, taking Li Yi to try to return to the old city of Tianchang City.

However, Li Yi knew that the Mud Horse could not do it, because the last time he rode the Mud Horse, it was damaged halfway due to energy pollution.

It's the same this time.

The mud horse reached its limit at the last position. It let out a whine and completely collapsed, turning into a pile of mud, unable to support Li Yi to continue moving forward.

Li Yi was also prepared. He took his things and jumped, landing steadily on the ground.

"came back."

Looking at everything familiar around him, he knew that his crisis was not completely resolved, because this was a dangerous area with extraordinary creatures, so he immediately took out his sniper rifle, loaded the bullets, and prepared to deal with danger at any time.

When Li Yi continued to move forward, he suddenly stopped for some unknown reason and turned back to look in the direction of Ghost Street.

For some reason, he always felt that something happened on Ghost Street, but he forgot what it was. He just vaguely felt that Ghost Street was very dangerous and he almost died there and could not come back.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it. Actually, nothing happened." Li Yi pondered for a moment, put on his backpack, took the sniper rifle and left quickly.

He moved very quickly as he shuttled through the danger zone at night, continuously evacuating from here according to the safe route he had figured out before. He remembered that he had parked a car outside the danger zone with the key on the wheel. As long as he returned there, he could quickly drive away from here and return to the old town.

hope everything is fine.

Yet at the same time.

On the Ghost Street, Meng Changfeng, the Yin God, became furious because he saw with his own eyes that Li Yi, who was wailing in pain and waiting for death on the Ghost Street just now, disappeared strangely.

Yes, a living person just disappeared like that.

Without any warning, he just disappeared without a trace.

But Meng Changfeng understood that Li Yi had escaped. He had failed to intercept and kill him, and had let go of the Meng family's greatest enemy. If Li Yi grew up and came across the border again in the future, the Meng family in Qingzhou would suffer an unimaginable catastrophe, and he, the Yin God of the Meng family, would also be implicated.

"What the hell did you do?" Meng Changfeng couldn't accept such a result. He roared and his eyes turned red. At this moment, his body over three meters tall strode forward, and a gust of cold wind suddenly blew around.

He understood that all this was done by the woman in front of him.

His head was clearly split open and his body was clearly in pieces, so why did he still have such ability?

And the woman was still smiling and looking at herself.

Although this weird smile made people feel creepy, Meng Changfeng felt it was ironic at the moment. He was a Yin God who had been in existence for five hundred years, but today he tried to kill a warrior who had not even practiced the Qi. He could not accept such a failure, nor could he tolerate such a thing.

He now has to take action himself, kill this strange woman, and then chase her out of Ghost Street and kill people across the border.

Meng Changfeng raised his hand and punched at this moment, accompanied by the whistling of cold wind, the divine power of a powerful spiritual practitioner burst out, his fist intention condensed, and at this moment it turned into a towering mountain, which came across the sky and suppressed it.

This is the fist power he condensed during his lifetime, called Suppress the Eight States.

Five hundred years ago, he had indeed done it. He was invincible in all eight states and overwhelmed people from all over the world with his fists. In the end, he relied on this invincible momentum to condense his fist intent and became a strong man in the realm of practicing spirits. He was only one step away from becoming a first-class ghost or god in the realm of Dharma. It was a pity that his potential was exhausted, and he was trapped in the realm of practicing spirits for the rest of his life. Finally, he had to transform into a Yin god after his death.

Although his strength after transforming into the Yin God is no longer as strong as before, his fist power can still kill strong men with it. Moreover, at this moment, as he wields the fist power as the Yin God, he has the ability to easily kill ghosts.

When this punch landed, the nearby ghost soldiers felt frightened and moved away.

But the strange woman who was in pieces took the blow head-on.

The ground shook, the ghost street swayed, and the nearby buildings seemed to be about to collapse.

This punch was incredibly powerful. If it had been used against Li Yi before, Li Yi would have died without a doubt. Unfortunately, Meng Changfeng was sitting in the rear and wanted the Yin soldiers to kill Li Yi, and was unwilling to do it himself. As a result, when he reacted, he found that Li Yi had disappeared out of thin air. That was why he was very angry.

Now, he wanted this strange woman to bear all his anger.

"He should be dead this time, right?" Meng Changfeng stood with his fist retracted, the coldness on his dark blue face remained. Then he prepared to summon the Yin Ma, find a dead body, possess it, cross the border to kill the enemy, and never let Li Yi survive in this world.

That guy's potential is so terrifying. If you give him a few years, no one in the world will be his opponent. Perhaps only ghosts and gods who have lived for thousands of years can match him.

Such existence must be stifled.

Just as Meng Changfeng was about to turn around and leave, a strange voice suddenly stopped him.

A series of bone-colliding sounds were heard on the ground behind him, and then the strange female corpse recovered quickly in an incredible way, and then stood up intact. There was still a strange smile on the pale and numb face, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

"Why, you're not dead yet?"

Meng Changfeng, the Yin God who had lived for five hundred years, roared. He felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart and wanted to attack again.

However, when he turned around and raised his fist, his whole body suddenly froze, and then a sense of fear grew from the bottom of his heart.

The ghost street in front of him was filled with densely packed figures. At a glance, he could not see the end. Moreover, every figure was exactly the same, all of them were the strange woman with a pale face. Moreover, these strange women all had a smile on their faces, and their empty and numb eyes were staring at him.

What was falling from the sky at this moment was no longer blood, but drops of smelly corpse water.

When he looked up again, he saw countless dead bodies piled above his head. These corpses were intertwined together to form a sky with no end in sight. Moreover, each corpse was in a different shape. There were old people, children, and women. Some were wearing long gowns, some were naked, some were struggling and twisting with their mouths open in pain, and some corpses even had happy smiles on their faces.

Such a scene was beyond the cognition of this five hundred year old Yin God.

Even Meng Changfeng couldn't help but step back at this moment, feeling his scalp tingling: "You, you born evil thing, how many people have you killed?"

However, all he got in response were countless pale smiling faces and pairs of empty eyes.

With so many strange women, even if Meng Changfeng, the Yin God, were to kill them all, it was unknown how long it would take.

In addition, Meng Changfeng felt that something was increasingly wrong with this ghost street.

I didn't feel it at the beginning, but now, the Ghost Street has changed drastically. I can't find anything familiar at all. It seems that I have been pulled into an unknown world without knowing it. Even several of the ten ghost soldiers around me are inexplicably missing.

"Ghost soldiers, follow me and fight your way out of here. We cannot just sit there and wait to die." Meng Changfeng calmed his mind, roared, and stirred up a gust of wind.

He wanted to lead the remaining ghost soldiers to fight and return to Ghost Street.

However, not a single ghost soldier responded to him. The remaining ghost soldiers were all frozen in place, unable to move. Behind each ghost soldier stood a strange woman. The woman simply stretched out a pale arm covered with corpse spots and placed it on the ghost soldier's shoulder. The ghost soldiers seemed as if their lives had been taken away.

But this kind of thing has not stopped. On the street, a large number of strange women stretched out their hands and slowly walked towards Meng Changfeng, as if they also wanted to put their hands on his shoulders.

Seeing this, Meng Changfeng couldn't help but take a few steps back again.

But soon, he felt something hit from behind and stopped.

Looking back, Meng Changfeng's pupils suddenly narrowed, and he saw that there were densely packed people standing behind him, with no end in sight. Each of these people was staring at him with a strange smile on their face.

He couldn't believe that such a horrible thing could happen in the world, and he waved his fists, trying to cut his way out.

But no matter how Meng Changfeng killed, there were still too many people around him to count, and it seemed that the number was increasing as time passed.

Despair and fear grew in his heart.

Meng Changfeng's fist intention was shattered at this moment. He roared and tried to find a way to survive, but what greeted him was a strange crowd that was enough to swallow him up.
As arms were placed on his shoulders, everything came to an abrupt halt.

Ghost Street returned to peace again.

(End of this chapter)