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Chapter 116 The Five Internal Organs in the Sixth Stage(1/2)

Under the turbulent black lake, there seems to be a dragon moving through the water.

Waves full of supernatural aura chased each other, hitting the black wooden boat one after another, causing the waves to shatter and splash, and many water droplets fell into the boat like rain.

The wooden boat made an overwhelming creaking sound, giving people a sense of urgency that it might disintegrate in the next second.

The dim lights used for protection in the hands of the three people on the boat were also swaying in the wind and rain, as if they would be extinguished in the next moment.

Guihu's reaction was so abnormal. This was an unprecedented riot... The tailor woman looked increasingly anxious: "Why is He Liansheng so annoying? I can't wait any longer."

"Believe me, Lao He. He is the soul summoner of Taiping Ancient Town. If he really takes action, he may attract any kind of dead soul... Look, isn't this coming?"

Boss Liu's expression changed as he looked at an old head emerging from the side of the black wooden boat drifting with the current.

It was none other than He Liansheng, the soul-caller.

"Come here, help me..." He Liansheng shook the water all over his head and face and shouted.

The faceless man, who had been unknown all this time, immediately held onto the side of the boat, leaned over and stretched out his hand, grabbed He Liansheng's underwater body with his strong hands, and then pulled hard.

Wow...

The water splashed everywhere, and He Liansheng's hunchbacked body wrapped in the strongest fierce clothes and the huge figure he was clutching in his hand rose into the air from the bottom of the lake.

"Oh my god...Old He, what did you fish out when you went into the water?" Boss Liu exclaimed.

The tailor woman was also surprised to see the little giant that He Liansheng dragged onto the boat. It was a supernatural thing that had never been seen before.

Nearly ten feet tall, with skin that shines like bronze and red gold, muscles that are bulging like steel, and perfect facial features that are exquisite and three-dimensional like Greek sculptures...

If there really is a God in this world.

Then the man in front of me must be the product of the fanaticism of the gods.

The exquisite facial features are like the beautiful music played by the trumpets of heaven and hell, bringing people endless reverie.

The slender body is extremely strong, as if it is a miraculous movement performed by immortal cymbals.

Every glance gives people a sense of majestic power.

Anyone who sees such creations will be attracted.

"Don't look at this guy's strange appearance. He is a living person who has stolen some of the supernatural powers of [Ghost Lake]. Now he cannot move due to the supernatural conflicts in his body. He must be killed to restore peace to the ghost lake."

He Liansheng lay on the board of the boat, spit out a mouthful of lake water and spoke slowly.

"Do you want to kill him? It's such a pity. This man can actually awaken some of my desires that disappeared under the influence of ghosts. It's really coveted... But he deserves to be stolen from the ghost lake."

"Why don't you let him die in my hands? It's been a long time since I've met a man who makes me so attractive. I want to make him into clothes and wear them, and we'll sleep together every night."

The tailor woman's mean face showed undisguised malice, and as she walked step by step, the terrifying supernatural power was activated silently.

On the board of the ship, an old piece of clothing immediately appeared between Wu Nai's tall body, and the rough fabric of the clothing clung tightly to his bronze throne-like skin.

This dress was dark in color and covered with blood spots that had dried and solidified and turned black, just like the shroud worn by a person being buried.

These are not clothes that a living person can wear, and even a dead person cannot bear them.

There is a fierce ghost sewn into the clothes. As long as an ordinary ghost master touches the corner of his shirt, his body will rot and stink, and eventually turn into a puddle of corpse water.

"Okay, he will die soon. He Liansheng please return the clothes to me as soon as possible."

After the tailor woman dressed Wu Nai, she immediately took back the worst clothes from He Liansheng, squatted beside the boat with her back to the three of them, and started washing the clothes in the lake water.

While rubbing, she continued to complain: "Because of what happened today, I didn't even wash my clothes."

"tailor......"

At this time, Boss Liu's trembling voice suddenly sounded: "Will your clothes burn?"

"Bullshit, will the ghost on your body be burned off? My clothes are all made of ghost..."

The woman answered nonchalantly.

Until the humid air above the lake really smelled like a burning corpse.

No way... The tailor had an ominous premonition in his heart, and the movements of his hands froze, and he immediately stood up and turned around.

Suddenly, she saw a scene she would never forget.

The man who should have been as silent as a bronze statue stood up at some point.

Standing on the bow of a black wooden boat, with the rolling black lake behind him, the dark golden flame flowing on his body emits infinite light.

The bright light blurred his facial features and tall body.

To the four people on board at this moment, it was simply like a blazing human-shaped sun, or a god descending into the mortal world.

The murderous clothes that were supposed to be on his body also fled back in front of the four of them in the grand light and fire.

But it's too late.

Even if this old blood-stained murderous garment is a ghost in nature, it cannot escape unscathed from this man who looks like a ghost.

It fluttered in the dark golden fire and wind, as if someone was wearing it and dancing. Everything from the corners to the collar was burned, and the fierce clothes fluttered like burning dark golden fire butterflies.

The tailor never thought that ghosts could look so good when burned.

"The clothes are nice..."

Wu Nai spoke calmly, his voice was low, and his words created a huge pressure, as if a huge force fell from the sky.

The pressure caused the four people to stumble back and almost fall from the boat.

The tailor woman even couldn't help but kneel down, propped up on all fours, trembling and trembling.

When the degree of alienation of the [five internal organs] entered the sixth stage, Wu Nai's transformation efficiency was unprecedentedly high.

Even the combination of the Starving Ghost and the Wish Ghost was transformed by 10% in an instant.

The rich blue-black liquid flowed into Wu Nai's body, poured over his body, and combined with the alienated five internal organs, triggering an unprecedented qualitative change.

Dong Dong Dong...

Along with the sublimation of the five internal organs, with Wu Nai as the center, a majestic heartbeat echoed across the lake.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The rhythm is strong and distinct, like barbarians with tattoos of ghosts and gods beating the drum to declare war on an ancient battlefield.

"Heartbeat...how can a ghost master have such a heartbeat..."

He Liansheng's eyes widened in disbelief, and he didn't understand why this kind of heartbeat, which was not heard even in deep-sea giant whales, appeared in a ghost master who should have been physically dead.

It's not like he has never seen a guy with a ghost heart.

But no matter what kind of puzzle pieces are in the body, every person who coexists with ghosts is an interpretation of death, a mixture of corpses, bones and blood.

Coldness and decay are the norm.

He will never be like this man now, whose life force spurting out is simply more intense than ten thousand tons of magma.

It is completely different from the orthodox ghost master.

[Contact ghosts at close range, collect the laws scattered around, and obtain a brand new skill-clothing making! 】

[It is detected that ‘clothing making’, ‘defensive clothing’ and ‘tailoring’ are complementary skills. Are they integrated? 】

[Fusion starts...1%...10%...100%.]

[Acquire a brand new skill - Baina's Clothes! 】

[Baina's Clothes: Can turn different ghosts into puzzle pieces and fill them into the clothes to increase the defense and lethality of the suit. (Note: The skill effect is directly linked to the degree of alienation)]

Lines of creeping and crazy words emerged in Wu Nai.

He reached out and pulled the burning clothes among the people, hung them on the [World Tree] behind his body, and said with a faint smile:

"Don't you want to say anything? I just heard you saying that you wanted to kill me. Why don't you give up on doing things halfway? Come on, give you a chance to kill me..."

"No, do it!"

He Liansheng, who almost fell to his knees under the overwhelming pressure, let out a low roar and decisively took out a spiritual tablet from his arms.

This is one of the strongest trump cards of Taiping Ancient Town, the top ghost master of the past era.

Facing this taboo existence like a ghost and god, He Liansheng couldn't think of anything else that could rival it except the figure who had buried an entire era.

His pale single eye flashed with a strange light, and he used all his strength to display the supernatural power of the [Spirit Conjurer].

The next moment, the dark wind was howling above the big lake, the turbid waves were emptying, but the turbulent black lake water calmed down like a kitten with its fur smoothed.

A rotten figure covered in grave soil appeared behind He Liansheng.

Luo Qian, the soul is back!

"...Uncle Luo."

Wu Nai looked at the old man behind He Liansheng and said with some emotion: "We meet again."

Not long ago, the two of them were guests at Zhang Dong's old house.

Calculating the time, it was only a few days apart, but when we met again, we were already separated by yin and yang.

Although this has been expected for a long time, the impermanence and mortality of life are still sad.

So what if they were powerful enough to suppress an era? Whether it was Luo Qian or Zhang Dong, they were eventually buried by time.
To be continued...
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