12dz Chapter 207 Finally Woke Up
Chapter 207 Finally Woke Up
"We can't go on like this." Chen Yile gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing determination.
He clearly understood that it was impossible to deal with these ghosts one by one.
Chen Yile took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and mobilized all his energy.
A faint glow began to appear around his body.
The light grew stronger and stronger, as if it was going to illuminate the entire mass grave.
His eyes became extremely focused, and veins bulged on his forehead, obviously he was exerting all his strength.
At this time, the wind was howling on the mass grave.
The wind blew the rotten tombstones to the point of crumbling.
The dead branches around were rustling in the wind, as if they were shaking for the upcoming battle.
The yin energy rolled and surged in the wind like a black wave.
As the罡气 continued to gather, a strange light suddenly flashed in Chen Yile's eyes.
The light was faint as a star at first, and then quickly expanded, as if two bright beams of light shot out from his eyes.
He activated the third level of his psychic eyes, and instantly, a suffocatingly powerful force emanated from his eyes, covering the entire mass grave.
Under the light of the psychic eye, the hundreds of ghosts were stunned at first, as if they were shocked by this sudden powerful force.
Then they let out a shrill wail.
The voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, full of fear and despair.
Wherever the light reached, the ghosts' bodies began to tremble.
They tried to escape, but found themselves restrained by an invisible force.
Some ghosts had black smoke coming out of their bodies, as if they were being burned by fire.
A green-faced and fanged evil ghost, its originally ferocious face became distorted under the light of the psychic eye.
The red light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
It tried to resist with its claws and fangs, but was instantly hit by the light, and its body shattered into pieces like broken porcelain.
The surrounding darkness seemed to be dispelled a little by the impact of this light, revealing the ruined land and messy grass.
There were also those withered ghost-like creatures, whose dried-up bodies quickly disintegrated in the light.
Like a dead tree eroded by time.
They cried out in despair, but were unable to stop their own demise.
The few dead trees nearby looked even more eerie and terrifying under the light, and their twisted branches seemed like the claws of ghosts reaching towards the sky.
The ghost fire spirit that was covered in black smoke instantly dissipated the smoke and the flames were extinguished under the light of the psychic eye.
Their figures floating in the air became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared.
The wind was still blowing, blowing up some dust and fallen leaves, as if seeing off these destroyed ghosts.
A strange ghost with countless tentacles, those tentacles broke one after another under the illumination of the light.
The ghost's body was also enveloped by the light, and it roared in pain.
But no matter how they struggle, they cannot escape the fate of being destroyed.
The gravel and weeds on the ground were clearly outlined under the light, as if they were also witnessing this fierce battle.
The entire mass grave seemed to be swept by a storm.
The ghosts struggled in the light, but could not escape the fate of being destroyed.
Chen Yile stood there like a god, his eyes firm and cold.
Without any hesitation, he immediately activated the power of his psychic eyes.
A dazzling light shot out from his eyes, as hot as the sun.
This light seemed to have infinite power. Wherever it went, ghosts disappeared and turned into wisps of black smoke.
The entire mass grave was illuminated by this light as bright as day.
The negative energy on the ground was also dispelled in an instant.
Those ghosts that were originally hiding in the darkness now have nowhere to hide and can only struggle desperately in the light.
Chen Yile's face showed fatigue, but his eyes remained firm.
This blow exhausted all his strength. His body staggered and he finally fell to the ground.
At this moment, the barrage instantly boiled over.
"It's amazing! Chen Yile's move is simply amazing."
"Is this the power of the psychic eye? It's so shocking."
"I hope they can get through this crisis safely."
Chen Shihua looked at Chen Yile lying on the ground, his heart filled with guilt.
He knew that if it weren't for his recklessness, they wouldn't be in such a desperate situation.
"Chen Yile, how are you?" Chen Shihua hurried to Chen Yile and asked with concern.
Chen Yile opened his eyes weakly and shook his head: "I'm fine, I'm just exhausted."
At this moment, Chen Shihua suddenly felt something was wrong.
He looked up and was horrified to find that many zombies were crawling out of the mud.
"Not good!" Chen Shihua's face changed drastically. "Chen Yile, this isn't over yet, look."
Chen Yile raised his head with difficulty, and his heart sank when he saw the zombies crawling out of the mud.
These zombies exuded a foul odor, their eyes were empty, but full of murderous intent.
"Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry for you." Chen Shihua's face was filled with guilt. "I'll go block it. You recover your strength first."
After saying that, Chen Shihua stood up decisively, drew out his magic weapon, and rushed towards the zombies.
Chen Shihua's eyes were full of determination. He knew that this was his chance to make up for his mistakes.
He couldn't let Chen Yile fall into danger again.
When the zombies saw Chen Shihua rushing towards them, they all let out low roars and pounced on him.
Chen Shihua brandished his magic weapon and engaged in a fierce battle with the zombies.
His movements were agile, and the magic weapon in his hands seemed to have life, constantly hitting the zombies.
However, the number of zombies was too large, and Chen Shihua gradually felt overwhelmed.
"Damn it! Why are there so many zombies?" Chen Shihua was anxious, but he did not retreat and still resisted stubbornly.
Chen Yile was deeply moved as he watched Chen Shihua struggling to hold on under the siege of zombies.
He knew that Chen Shihua was buying time for him.
Chen Yile closed his eyes and began to work hard to recover his strength.
He mobilized the remaining energy in his body and circulated it slowly, trying to recover his strength as quickly as possible.
At this time, the barrage was filled with tension and worry.
"Come on, Chen Shihua! You must hold on."
"Chen Yile, recover your strength quickly. They need you."
"This is too difficult. I hope they can be safe."
Under the attack of the zombies, wounds gradually appeared on Chen Shihua's body.
His clothes were torn and his body was stained with blood.
But he still didn't give up and continued to fight the zombies.
"You monsters, don't even think about hurting Chen Yile!" Chen Shihua roared, waving the magic weapon in his hand even more violently.
The zombies kept attacking Chen Shihua, and his strength was gradually exhausted.
But he still gritted his teeth and persevered, fighting for every minute and every second for Chen Yile.
Chen Yile was filled with anxiety as he tried to recover his strength.