Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

Even if he sees the most terrifying Specter, Lin Mo can handle it calmly and calmly. It is the real world that is shattering before his eyes, without blinking his eyes.

But at this moment, he was unexpectedly a little flustered.

"Broken, I forgot that Liu Jia is a jar of vinegar." Just as Lin Mo was about to speak, Liu Jia stretched out his hand and pulled Xiao Yu out of his clothes.

How terrifying the power to be able to pull Xiao Yu out.

"Okay, you're still hiding in a golden house? Scumbag!" Liu Jia was completely blown away.

Mainly because she saw that Xiaoyu was quite beautiful, with her fragrant shoulders bare and a gorgeous black dress, and the most important thing was that this female ghost was pulled out of Lin Mo's clothes.

irrefutable evidence!

Hard evidence is like a mountain.

At this moment, Liu Jia's body was full of resentment, and a terrifying breath burst out. With a pair of big eyes glowing with dim light, she raised her hand and used scissors to cut it towards Xiao Yu. .

These scissors are very powerful, and the roars and screams of many resentful spirits can be heard on it.

"I'll cut this **** to death first, and then I'll cut you." Liu Jia was murderous at the moment.

Lin Mo wanted to persuade, but couldn't get in for a while.

The problem is that Xiaoyu is not given for nothing, that is also a ghost who has undergone three transformations.

You must know that when we first met, Xiaoyu almost killed Lin Mo.

Feeling Liu Jia's hostility at this moment, the black dress immediately rioted, and countless black cursed chains came out, not only wrapped around the scissors in Liu Jia's hand, but also wrapped around Liu Jia's body.

The speed of the cursed chain is extremely fast, and ordinary nightmare ghosts may die immediately if they are entangled.

Liu Jia is obviously stronger.

After all, it is the ghost bell that has been ringing in the ghost pavilion for five years. If you can go up and down the ghost pavilion on the ninth floor, how can you be stable today without two brushes?

The next moment, the scissors in Liu Jia's hand flew out by themselves, cutting out the cursed chains on Liu Jia's body one by one.

In the first round, the two terrifying female ghosts and female nightmares fought inextricably and evenly.

Liu Jia is ruthless, and is about to release the forbidden power.

Her forbidden power is storytelling.

Under the power of this terrifying taboo, the other party must tell a story according to the rules. After telling it, she can evaluate whether it sounds good or not. If it sounds good, she can pass the test. If it sounds bad, she can directly kill it.

And the killer at this time is unstoppable.

At this moment, Liu Jia's terrifying forbidden power was activated.

Then she sneered and glanced at Lin Mo proudly, that meant I had to kill this cute little face you hid today.

Just watch.

After that, let Xiaoyu tell the story.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yu shook the cursed chain and launched a terrifying offensive towards Liu Jia.

Lin Mo covered his face.

She whispered: "Forgot to tell you, Xiaoyu, she can't speak!"

Liu Jia's forbidden power has a missing string.

That is, you can't cast it on a target who can't speak.

Just like the samurai before, she couldn't do anything, because the samurai's mouth was sealed, and she couldn't speak at all.

Xiaoyu, although her mouth was not sealed, she also lost the ability to speak in the pen fairy state.

Can only write.

Liu Jia didn't know this and suffered a big loss.

Fortunately, there is that pair of scissors, otherwise, Liu Jia would have to be hanged by Xiaoyu's cursed chain.

Liu Jia was even more angry.

"Lin Mo, you know she can't speak, but she doesn't tell me?"

Lin Mo was wronged.

"How did I know you were going to fight, besides, you didn't ask."

Liu Jia stomped his feet angrily.

Now that the forbidden power cannot be used, it can only be hand-to-hand combat.

For a while, the two women fought indistinguishably.

Lin Mo persuaded him.

You said that Liu Jia didn't listen to persuasion, there was no way, she might be like this.

The problem is that Xiaoyu doesn't listen to persuasion anymore.

She also seemed to have noticed what Liu Jia meant.

It can be seen that Xiao Yu, who has always been calm, seems to be angry at this time.

And in the anger, there is also a sour jealousy.

Obviously, in this case, Lin Mo couldn't persuade anyone.

There was no way, Lin Mo squatted on the ground with his face covered, thinking about what to do next.

Worry!

"Stop fighting, you two have no grudges, why are you fighting for life and death?"

"What are we here for? Forgot? Shouldn't we look for the ghost clock first?"

"Hey, forget it, I said it for nothing, you can fight if you want, just don't kill anyone."

It was useless for Lin Mo to say anything here. He also thought about it clearly. If he couldn't persuade him, he would not persuade him and lie down.

The two women over there were still showing their teeth and claws, and they were fighting hard.

It stands to reason that Liu Jia is stronger.

Because she has forbidden powers.

Under certain circumstances, the forbidden power is almost invincible. But things in this world are just such a coincidence, Xiaoyu seems to have restrained Liu Jia by nature, perfectly avoiding Liu Jia's forbidden power.

But even without the power of the taboo, Liu Jia still has the scissors that can be used as a flying swordsman. It can be said that if Xiaoyu hadn't undergone three transformations, he would definitely not be Liu Jia's opponent.

At this moment, Xiaoyu also seemed to be really angry.

Her black dress began to spread around, and the black color slowly covered the ninth floor completely, as if everything around her was integrated with her black dress.

Lin Mo knew that this was one of Xiaoyu's unique tricks.

Awesome.

"Jiajia, be careful, Xiaoyu, take it easy, don't really kill yourself."

At this moment, Liu Jia glared at Lin Mo, and Xiaoyu unexpectedly gave Lin Mo a blank look.

I wipe!

what does this mean?

I don't know good people, is this?

Lin Mo simply waved his hand and flicked his sleeves. If he can't provoke me, I can't hide.

Out of sight out of mind.

It should be done when I go downstairs.

At the moment, Lin Mo started down the ninth floor.

Anyway, the ghost clock is not on it, and you have to watch the two women fight for themselves, get drunk and fight, and they are fighting to the death, it is really full of combat power.

However, this matter started because of Lin Mo, and Lin Mo felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Apart from that, there is a bit of darkness.

"If Dad knew that there were two women fighting for me, he would be proud of me!"

Lin Mo was also relieved.

Although Xiaoyu also made a ruthless attack, Lin Mo knew that Xiaoyu knew the importance, and Liu Jia was not a vegetarian. He was the bell ringer of the Ghost Pavilion, mastering the power of taboos, and flying scissors.

If Xiaoyu eats the forbidden power, then Xiaoyu will lose without a doubt.

But Xiao Yu was immune to Liu Jia's forbidden power, so these two were actually half a pound, and it was estimated that no one could do anything about the other.

So Lin Mo simply didn't look at it and avoided it.

It is estimated that if they are not in front of them, the two of them can calm down. If they are still there, the two of them will definitely fight to the death.

After going down to the eighth floor, it was finally quiet.

Lin Mo began to think about serious business.

That is the whereabouts of the ghost clock.

Lin Mo asked Liu Jia before how big the ghost clock is.

According to Liu Jia, at least two people hug each other, how tall one is.

It's huge.

Can such a huge thing be transported down this relatively small wooden ladder normally?

Obviously not possible.

This ghost pavilion is cultivated according to the ancient style. The wooden ladder is enough for one person to go up and down. It is not impossible for two people to sit side by side, but it will be very crowded.

In this way, unless the ghost clock can be reduced, it cannot be transported down from the wooden ladder.

Can the ghost clock shrink?

This Lin Mo doesn't know, after all, this is a nightmare world, and anything can happen.

Of course, if you can't shrink, you can't take the stairs, and there are several other possibilities.

One is through the outside, that is, through a window.

However, Lin Mo noticed just now that there were no windows on the ninth floor, so this assumption did not hold.

There is also a possibility that the ghost clock is still on the ninth floor.

It's just due to some unknown reasons, or some accident, or some kind of preset limitation, in short, the ghost clock is still there, but it's just not visible.

For now, these possibilities exist.

Lin Mo just reasoned according to normal thinking logic, evaluated several possibilities, and then discussed with Liu Jia to see which aspect to focus on in the next step.

At this time, Lin Mo felt a wind blowing from behind him.

Very gloomy.

This made his heart move.

Liu Jia said before that the ghosts on the eighth floor are all forbidden ghosts.

Could it be that at this time, there was a ghost standing silently behind him?

Not to mention, this feeling is quite familiar.

Kind of like the meaning of Lao Bai standing behind him.

I didn't know it before, but now Lin Mo knows that Lao Bai is actually a taboo ghost.

Lao Bai's taboo is that no one can turn back in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As long as he turns his head, he will definitely break the other person's head.

This is inevitable.

Because of this experience, Lin Mo didn't look back right now. Of course, he wasn't afraid either.

The current Lin Mo's strength is much more powerful than when he first entered the nightmare world. This lack of fear is not because he has no fear, but because he has enough strength.

Lin Mo's mind turned and thought of a way.

That is to look down.

Look behind you for feet.

This is also a matter of experience.

At this moment, Lin Mo lowered his head and looked down, hey, there are really feet behind him.

Pale, corpse-like feet.

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