Chapter 1736： National Weightlifting Machine (1/2)

The audience in the live broadcast room was in fear.

Ghosts have really come out, and there are more than one. As Zhang Wanlin deepens, they are gathering more and more.

God, how did he manage to be so calm and unmoved, his mental quality is too strong! Everyone was worried and afraid, and their heartbeat accelerated for this. As the person involved, he crossed with these ghosts personally, but Zhang Wanlin was not moved at all.

Calm is his usual look.

Now he is in such an environment, let alone the slightest psychological burden. This is like a tensioned string, which must not be loosened. Once there are signs of loosening, these ghosts will instantly rush over and throw him. Divide food cleanly.

The only thing he can contend with these ghosts is that he has such a tough psychological quality that makes these ghosts think that he is not afraid of them and has powerful methods.

This is indeed the case.

More and more ghosts rose from the tombstone and surrounded him, but they surrounded him for a long time and did not move forward.

Their various painful expressions carry the sins of their lives, watching and waiting.

Ghosts also have wisdom.

When a person rushes into a cemetery full of evil spirits without fear at all, then he should be vigilant.

What kind of means does this human have?

If you rashly move, you may ruin yourself first.

The wailing sounded one after another, among them were the howling of men, the crying of women, the crying of babies...the waves of sound swept all around.

The sound alone is enough to constitute a symphony of fear, which makes the heart unable to bear it, and it repeats quickly.

Zhang Wanlin saw a baby-like child crawling in front of the tombstone in a blood-red bellyband, looking at it innocently with big eyes, and then his expression became hideous, like a beast with a broken cage.

There is also a woman standing on the side with her head hanging high.

It is hard to imagine that her neck is like a growing tree trunk, propping up a beautiful head high.

And the man who followed behind and eager to try.

He lay on the ground like a wild beast, with his head down, his open mouth showing a slender tongue, and there was still a smear of blood around his mouth, and he would pounce at any time.

When he noticed this ghost, Zhang Wanlin thought that he should have killed a player in Country M earlier.

Time passed by every second, and every second that passed, those ghosts became irritable.

Zhang Wanlin thought that he could hold on to two minutes, but I am afraid he could not hold on for two minutes.

The defenses around him are rapidly collapsing and shattering.

He began to trot, using his last strength to distance himself from these ghosts. The center of the mass grave was right in front of him, and a huge willow tree appeared as a black silhouette standing under the sky.

Soon.

That's it.

According to memory, an ancient sword named Zhu Xie was buried under the willow tree.

This sword can slash demons and slay demons, and can do great harm to ghosts.

In his previous life, he only knew this when the 23rd round of ”Crime” was announced.

This sword will disappear at seven o'clock tonight, and will be assimilated into a powerful ghost: undead by the mass grave.

Zhang Wanlin came here, one is to take the artifact, but to prevent the rise of an undead.

In this world, one less powerful ghost will naturally have more life guarantee.

Zhang Wanlin's run undoubtedly brightened his hole cards completely, and all the ghosts knew the truth and raced to hunt.

The howling wind engulfed their strongest resentment.

For a time, the ghosts overwhelming behind Zhang Wanlin roared like a turbulent ocean, setting off waves several meters high.

The crisis is just around the corner, life and death are only in an instant.

This scene was presented in front of the live camera, and countless hearts mentioned their throats, not daring to say a word.

This should be dead.

Definitely dead.