Chapter 257

"Don't worry, I vaguely remember hearing about similar races. They should have a special physique and no lack of blood." After Shen Si lowered his head and thought for a while, Su Qingxing settled down.

"We abstain! We abstain! Our guide has lost the ability to fight, we abstain!" The remaining people in Ghost Town No. 234 immediately comforted each other, "As long as we have money and build weapons, we can start all over again .Besides, they have already received such a terrible curse, in a way Miss Die Wu has already won!"

"Ghost town No. 234, abstain from voting."

Surprisingly, the options announced by the other contestants in ghost town No. 234 took effect. Except for the two contestants who were dealt with by Su Qingxing, the others all turned into stars along with their Miss Guide and disappeared into the white sky. in space.

After the sound of abstention was heard in the sky, only the ghost town No. 919 and the ghost town No. 666 were left standing face to face in the entire space, not knowing how to start the final decisive battle.

"It turns out that he is the seventh member of your lost team." Mr. Black Umbrella chatted about homework at this time, "I have a question, Mr. Chubai over there should not be the guide of the underworld in ghost town No. 666, right? Only weapons are used, not abilities."

When Hei Umbrella said this, he kept looking directly at Su Qingxing in front of him. Obviously, he had already had his own guess about the guide of the underworld in ghost town No. 666.

"That's because you have never seen Mr. Chubai's true ability." Su Qingxing has always been sincerely admiring Chubai's ability and everything he has done for the ghost city.

However, Su Qingxing also admitted Black Umbrella's conjecture, and stretched out his hand openly, and introduced himself with a smile: "Su Qingxing, the guide of the underworld."

Facing the collaborators along the way, Black Umbrella solemnly stretched out his hand, and also asked with a smile: "I can't help but be a little curious, what exactly is Mr. Su's ability?"

What Hei Umbrella asked was naturally the trick where all of Su Qingxing's weapons were twisted into twists, although Hei Umbrella didn't know why Su Qingxing didn't use such a simple and neat move when he was outside...

But it was precisely because they had worked together that Black Umbrella knew that Su Qingxing had indeed done his best when he sent them into the Sky City, and it was not a hidden strength.

Rather than saying that Su Qingxing deliberately didn't use that trick, Black Umbrella would rather believe that Su Qingxing couldn't use that ability in such an environment!

"Is this what you're talking about?" Su Qingxing stretched out his right palm as if he didn't hear it, and then a glowing blue fat appeared there, floating up and down as if he hadn't recovered his strength.

"No, no, what I'm talking about is Mr. Su's ability to move his fingers, and then their weapons and bodies click." Black Umbrella seems to be difficult to describe the characteristics of this ability, so he can only talk while talking. Use hand gestures to explain to Su Qingxing.

"Actually, I don't know too well." This is also the first time that Su Qingxing mentioned his second ability in front of others.

When Su Qingxing was about to explain, he no longer concealed himself, but stood aside with a tense look in his pensive eyes, as if he was very concerned about what Su Qingxing would say.

"It should be similar to the ability to distort a small-scale space?" Su Qingxing gestured with his hands, "As long as it is somewhere within sight, whether it's staring at their necks or their hands and feet, I can Use the distortion of a small range of space to cause damage to them. It's a pity that the range that can be manipulated is really too small."

After encountering meditation, the first time Su Qingxing used this ability should be in the trial world of "Death's Bride". At that time, Su Qingxing, who was unconscious due to exhaustion, stretched out his hand and strangled the already An art teacher whose name I forgot.

Later, when I went to Ghost Town No. 665 for the first time, I also used this power.

I don't know when it started, Su Qingxing seems to use this power more and more frequently.

After listening to what Su Qingxing said, the god of death quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression and eyes returned to the state where he couldn't see anything at first.

"What if it's this umbrella?" Mr. Black Umbrella tightly gripped the weapon in his hand. This black umbrella is their life-saving prop in the ghost town and a magic weapon for victory. It can be called a weapon or Mr. Black Umbrella's. ontology.

"Mr. Black Umbrella's umbrella is obviously a very powerful weapon. It's a pity that this ability has nothing to do with the strength of this umbrella. It is only affected by space distortion." Su Qingxing lightly placed his right hand on his side Tap it lightly, and then I saw that the black umbrella that was put away began to bend to a certain extent.

Black Umbrella wanted to protect his precious weapon at that moment, but found that he was powerless to reverse anything.

Su Qingxing withdrew his hand before the black umbrella was about to be broken, and manipulated the white ball with the other hand, allowing everyone to escape from the weird room surrounded by white and return to the familiar control room.

Hei Umbrella looked carefully at all the contestants in Ghost City No. 666. He first looked at Chu Bai and the others standing there, and finally fell on Su Qingxing and Shen Si. After looking thoughtfully for a while , then sighed and said: "Our ghost town No. 919 is really not weak, we haven't even shown our true strength yet, this black umbrella once led our ghost town to achieve good results in the ghost town conference two hundred years ago , but why did we meet Mr. Su and your team in the second round?"

Hei Umbrella smiled wryly as he spoke.

"Mr. Black Umbrella intends to abstain?" Although Su Qingxing doesn't know much about the strength of ghost town No. 919 and other things, but this Mr. Black Umbrella is indeed a good guide to the underworld, and the weapons he possesses are also very powerful. , when used correctly, it can be both offensive and defensive.

But even so, Su Qingxing still didn't feel that the opponent had the strength to surpass No. 666 ghost town.

In the final analysis, most of the underworld people who work as the guides of the underworld do not have strong racial backgrounds and strengths, and most of the contestants are ghosts without special abilities, so they are nothing in the eyes of Su Qingxing and Death God Odds.

"If I just give up like this, I still feel a little unwilling." The two teams that were originally mixed together suddenly faced each other, and the two groups of people who were once harmonious during the rush were also standing in their own underworld at this moment. Beside the guide.

"Ah, I suddenly remembered something!" When the battle was about to start, Tong Yan, who has a special status in this world, suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "I still have one very important thing to do, can I wait for this thing?" Fight after we're done? After all, we might just walk out of here after the fight."

Black Umbrella couldn't help but wryly smiled. If the Underworld Guides of the two teams hadn't had a good temper, they might not be able to accept this sudden interruption of the battle.

"What happened?" Su Qingxing believed that Tong Yan would not yell for no reason.

"Actually, it's not about me, but about the brain." Tong Yan scratched his head, "It should also be related to this world. Although this is just a trial world, in the hearts of every aborigine, there should be no Do you feel like you're a fake?"

"So I think the last task given to me by Zhinao should be considered very important." When Tong Yan said this, he had already stepped in front of a certain big screen.

The operation interface on the screen is really simple, and it is an operation mode that Tong Yan can easily understand.

But the intellectual brain is obviously not hidden in this screen, but floats in mid-air in the form of a virtual image. As Tong Yan mentioned before, Zhinao chose the image of an old man with a long beard, who looks kind and wise, and even makes people forget for a moment how cruelly he controls the whole world.

Maybe it's because the brain has lost control, so the bearded virtual image looks very blurry, and there are all kinds of intermittent ripples, so that bystanders have an urge to restart the system.

"Just before you came, Zhinao just mentioned this matter, and those guys in ghost town No. 234 had no time to react, so you rushed in." Tong Yan's original seat still had traces of sharp sword stabbing, This guy seemed to have a shadow about it and ran to the distance to move another stool.

"Intellect's thinking is more profound than that of human beings. He knows that the outside world is very bad, but he feels that this is the inevitable result of technological development, and it is also an insurmountable hurdle for Intellectual Civilization."

Tong Yan conveyed the meaning of the brain, as if to say... the world is not controlled by the brain, but human beings created the brain to make the world more convenient, and created this simple life that relies on the brain.