vrcanaries Chapter 236: Supernatural Weapons
Chapter 236: Supernatural Weapons
The audience in the live broadcast room were so scared that they kept posting comments to complain.
The tense atmosphere spread from the screen to the hearts of every viewer.
Chen Yile didn't stop and quickly put the phone into his pocket while running.
His eyes flashed, and he immediately whispered to the system, "Start a 360-degree live broadcast with no blind spots."
The system's voice was calm as usual: "360-degree live broadcast has been started."
With the protection of the system, he finally no longer has to bother holding his phone.
After freeing his hands, he quickly pulled out the demon-subduing pestle from his backpack.
Without hesitation, he turned and rushed towards the little ghost.
"Kid, let's see if you can withstand this!" Chen Yile growled.
The demon-subduing pestle in his hand glowed with a faint golden light and smashed hard into the little ghost's head.
The demon-subduing pestle carried a strong spiritual energy fluctuation and made a dull thud when it hit the little ghost.
The little ghost was smashed hard and flew out, hitting the wall with a sharp "crack" sound, and fell to the ground with his body twisted.
But it actually got up in an instant, seemingly unharmed.
A sharper whistling sound came out of his mouth, and it was obvious that he was completely enraged.
"This guy is not afraid of being beaten at all!" Lin Feihong gasped, his eyes full of shock.
Chen Yile also felt his scalp tingling, thinking to himself that something was wrong.
He quickly scanned the little ghost's body with his psychic eyes.
But he found that there was no obvious weakness at all. It seemed like this thing was a monster born for killing.
"Lin Feihong, prepare for battle! Don't expect us to escape!" Chen Yile said gritting his teeth.
But the body is already prepared to fight again.
The little ghost let out a low roar and suddenly exerted force on his limbs.
He pounced on the two of them like a cheetah, so fast that even the air made a tearing sound.
Chen Yile was about to swing the demon-subduing pestle again.
Suddenly, the spare phone in his pocket rang.
This voice seemed particularly abrupt in such a tense atmosphere.
He immediately took a few steps back and glanced at the little ghost who was still staring at him hungrily.
I quickly took out my cell phone and saw that it was Zhao Qidong calling.
"Why are you calling now? This is so annoying." Chen Yile cursed in a low voice.
But I dare not not answer it.
He knew that Zhao Qidong must have something important to say at this time.
But just as he was about to answer the phone, a scream came from Lin Feihong.
It turned out that the little ghost took advantage of the moment when Chen Yile was distracted and pounced on Lin Feihong.
The sharp claws almost pierced his chest.
"Feihong!" Chen Yile was shocked.
Without thinking, he immediately put on his headphones, answered the call, and rushed over.
He pulled Lin Feihong away from the little ghost's attack range.
“Boom——!” Chen Yile performed the Thunder Technique and formed seals with his hands.
The low echo of thunder could be heard faintly in the sky.
As he moved, a green lightning bolt broke through the void.
Hit the little ghost's body hard.
The little ghost's movements were instantly blocked, and the entire corridor was illuminated by lightning.
Electricity crackled in the air.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Yile shouted, "Run!"
Then, ignoring the little ghost behind him, he pulled Lin Feihong and fled forward desperately.
Zhao Qidong's voice finally came from the headphones.
"Well done, Mr. Chen! I was looking for this little brat!"
"What do you want a little ghost for? What's so special about this thing?" Chen Yile asked angrily in a low voice while running.
Zhao Qidong suddenly laughed, with a hint of mystery in his tone.
"What's so special about it? Haven't you seen it?"
Chen Yile instantly flew into a rage, gritting his teeth and saying, "Alright! You don't have to tell me, but you should at least know how to subdue it!"
Zhao Qidong's laughter gradually died down, and he spoke in a calm tone.
"There's no special method unless you can exhaust it. Only when it's exhausted do you have a chance to subdue it."
"Exhausted? Are you kidding?" Chen Yile was furious when he heard this.
But Zhao Qidong didn't give him any chance to continue questioning, and there was only a busy tone on the phone.
"Fuck!" Chen Yile cursed out loud in anger and angrily stuffed the phone into his pocket.
Lin Feihong panted and suddenly reminded.
"Don't you have a magic circle? We can use that to trap it!"
"Yes!" Chen Yile suddenly slapped his forehead.
"Almost forgot!"
The two men hurriedly stopped, and Chen Yile began to quickly make hand gestures, preparing to set up the formation.
However, almost as soon as they stopped, the little ghost rushed out from the shadows at the end of the corridor.
As fast as lightning.
"Oh no!" Lin Feihong shouted and swung his sword to block.
But the little ghost was too agile, avoiding his attack and rushing forward directly.
Chen Yile hurriedly retreated, making hand gestures and chanting spells rapidly.
At this moment, three spells began to appear in the sky above his head.
The talisman paper burned in the cold air, emitting a golden light.
The talisman suddenly rose into the air, and thick dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky.
There were faint flashes of thunder and lightning in the clouds.
Three talismans formed in the air and condensed into a powerful thunder formation.
"The Nine Heavens Thunder Formation is done!" Chen Yile shouted.