A cold and hoarse voice sounded in Jiang Guohan's heart.

Very weird.

The next moment

His heart was completely opened, and blood flowed out.

However, Jiang Guohan was expressionless, and didn't seem to care about his almost fatal injuries.

His brow didn't furrow, and he didn't seem to feel even a little pain.

The people who had already fled far away were secretly frightened.

Is this still fucking human?

It's just a ghost.

What kind of ghost rider Jiang Guohan, it is almost the same as calling it a hanged ghost.

A few seconds later

The big hole in his chest had stopped bleeding.

No, it shouldn't be said to be stopped!

Instead, black viscous blood flowed from his chest, emitting a foul stench like a corpse.

Click~

The cyan ghost claws actually pulled out the ropes of the hanging ghost from his chest, as if Jiang Guohan's internal organs were composed of these ropes.

This horrific sight made everyone's scalps tingle and their hairs stood on end in disbelief.

Impossible!

How could there be such a ghost rider?

All the internal organs have turned into the tissues of the ghosts, which is basically the state of complete recovery of the ghosts.

But Jiang Guohan obviously still has the wisdom of human beings, and he is a human being, not a ghost.

What's going on?

Zhuge Changqing, Li Ang, and Pulit looked at each other one by one, and they couldn't believe what they saw.

And ahead ~

"The Lost Age of Black Iron..... No...... The breath is completely different...... What the hell are you......"

"Ghost Riders of the Old Ages....... No, it's not! Are you really from the Silver Age, or even the Golden Age......"

Jiang Guohan looked down at the ghost claw on his chest, his brows furrowed deeply, and he muttered to himself.

Instead of dealing with the ghost claws first, he thought about the problem.

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure out what it was that existed in this silver-white door.

He had experienced the wedding banquet incident, and he thought that he had learned enough about this world, but now it seemed that he still knew nothing.

"But, devouring the knocking ghosts, defeating our free-roaming hour ghosts here! You have cut us off all hope. ”

"In that case, then you can stay as compensation."

Jiang Guohan's face changed suddenly, gloomy and ugly, and extremely hideous. Emotions seem to fluctuate very much.

The skin like a dead man twitched little by little, as if countless insects were wriggling under the skin.

The next moment

All the skin was completely cracked, and countless dense ropes of hanging ghosts were instantly wrapped around the cyan ghost claws.

All the chains worked together, as if to pull out the part behind the cyan ghost claw, hidden in the mist of the silver-white door, as well.

But!

Bang bang bang!

Countless shattering sounds rang out.

These chains couldn't control the cyan ghost claws at all, as if it had increased its strength by dozens or hundreds of times in an instant.

In an instant, all the chains were shattered, and the ghost's claws flashed, breaking through the blocking of countless chains, and directly stuck on the neck of a corpse hanging upside down.

This corpse, with a strange shape, was wound around the rope and hanged, and the flesh and blood on the body had completely rotted and deteriorated.

It smells of corpses.

The eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and face are all mutilated. It looks like it's been eaten by some kind of creature.

"Forehead ......"

"Ahem~"

"How is that possible, how do you know where I am?"

"The outbreak of the hanged ghost, don't you even have the qualifications to lock you up!"

"Impossible, impossible!"

"Damn, Zhuge Changqing, prepare a forbidden weapon: Black Film Fragment!"

Jiang Guohan finally panicked.

A low, hoarse voice sounded in the corpse, and there was no longer the same indifference as before.

The body of the old man before that turned out to be a fake.

Is this his real body?

No, or rather, it's just his body.

In less than a second, the ghost claw tore through the corpse, but it didn't stop at all, and quickly rushed towards the other corpses.

One corpse after another was shattered.

It can be seen that among these broken corpses, a little black shadow gathered, and the black shadow kept fleeing under the chase of the ghost claws.

It turned out to be a hanging rope!

Also make a ring.

This is Jiang Guohan's ontology!

It is also the body of the hanged ghost.

The two actually merged into one, or Jiang Guohan used some unknown means to take away the ghost body of the hanged ghost.

If this is the case, the impact of this information on the whole world will be incomparably great.

"It's incredible, there really is some way to take the body of a ghost, how the hell did you do it?"

All of Wu Hao's will, as well as most of his energy, was almost put into the projection through the silver door, as well as the osmosis erosion system.

He thought about it while chasing Jiang Guohan.

The sudden appearance of this old man almost broke his perception of the ghost master.

Obviously weak humans, one day they can control ghosts in turn, and finally even completely seize the ghost body, retain human wisdom, and incarnate into ghosts?

Could it be that there are blasphemous tablets in this world similar to the world of God's name?

Can ordinary beings control the immortal and immortal ghosts through some kind of forbidden, blasphemous, and inconceivable evil method?

"It's getting interesting!"

"The current mercury age, the silver age in Jiangguo Hankou, the golden age, and the so-called lost black iron age!"

"A strange feast, a forbidden coming."

"After breaking through the limit, the rule fluid of the ancient knocker and the new knocker merged into one, and the source rune that was repelled by this world under the guidance of the rules of the other world!"

"Hour ghosts, knockers, hanged ghosts, and even ......"

Wu Hao thought about all kinds of information, but the ghost claw suddenly stopped chasing.

He sensed a mortal threat.

Jiang Guohan had already turned into a human form again, panting and standing next to Zhuge Changqing.

At this moment, the latter was holding a palm-sized black residual membrane in his hand, trembling his hands, his face was pale and slowly opened his five fingers, and the black fragment slipped from between his fingers.

A drop of silver concentrated mercury dripped down the black residual film in the direction of his finger.

Next second!

Rumble!

The entire dark ghost abyss instantly rioted, and all kinds of ghosts could completely go berserk.

Like an earthquake, the ground around it and countless passages shook violently. It's as if some terrifying existence is about to break out of the ground.

Outside

As the mercury dripped on the black membrane, the ghost reflection scene that no one could see in the sky, and the eyes that appeared in the black membrane of the highest sky were already tightly closed, and slowly retreated into the depths of the black membrane. But at this moment, it was completely opened.

A drop of scarlet blood, flowing from the eye, fell like a meteor along the huge entrance of the dark ghost abyss.

An extreme darkness, containing the aura of great destruction, came in an instant.

......