"Chen Bin, how do you feel that this ghost's ability to shout people doesn't seem to work very well for you, is the ability of the weird person who has controlled the two powerful ghosts so high?"

Seeing Chen Yinjun put away the realm and carried a heavy body bag, Yang Zhenyu knew that the ghost shouter had been imprisoned, and he didn't forget to say with some envy while walking forward.

Chen Yinjun glanced at Yang Zhenyu a little strangely, and said in his heart: "It must not have any effect on me, the ghost shouts people and even shouts the wrong name, what effect can it play for me!" ”

Of course, such words must not be said directly to Yang Zhenyu, and he can't directly tell Yang Zhenyu that he reported a fake name at the beginning, and the ghost shouting person is simply shouting the name of a person who does not exist in the scene, so naturally the attack of the ghost shouting person was not reflected in Chen Yinjun's body.

Chen Yinjun had no choice but to look at him left and right and said, "Of course not, it's just that my ability happens to restrain ghosts and shouting people." ”

Yang Zhenyu wanted to continue talking, but suddenly, a burst of fierce fire erupted from inside the sarcophagus, and then, a thick blue-black smoke erupted from the sarcophagus, covering the entire cave in an instant.

The smoke was thick, and even the paper ash that was scattered in the air and shimmered with sparks was shocked in an instant, and there was no shadow at all.

"This feeling is the field!"

The two of them were startled, and suddenly thick smoke emerged, and the two of them had already inhaled a lot of smoke without any preparation, and instantly felt as if something had been sucked away in their bodies, and dense black lines appeared on their arms.

"Chen Bin......" Yang Zhenyu shouted.

A burst of violent yellow light erupted from Chen Yinjun's body again, and the blue-black smoke around the two of them was instantly emptied, and a pale yellow realm light shrouded the two of them.

"This kind of realm is the realm of that bronze basin." With a familiar feeling, Chen Yinjun recognized that this was the domain of the bronze basin that had just disappeared by the paper ash ghost.

"Could it be that the paper ash ghost still controls this bronze basin?" The strange scene in front of him couldn't help but remind Chen Yinjun of the situation he was most reluctant to associate with.

Suddenly, a cloud of blue-black smoke burst out from the sarcophagus, and then, a strange bronze basin suddenly appeared in front of Chen Yinjun's domain.

Chen Yinjun seemed to be able to smell the disgusting smell of corpses and hear the wailing of corpses burning in the bronze basin from across the realm.

A pair of strange hands rested on the edge of the bronze basin again, the nails were black and slender, but the fingers were bruised and purple, and covered with bruises.

The other end of the hand was still hidden behind the billowing blue-black smoke, and even the burning light of the fire couldn't make out what was behind it.

Suddenly, the ghostly hands pressed the bronze basin and pushed it forward, and the bronze basin made a "crunching" sound as it crossed the ground.

"Isn't it!" The pupils in Chen Yinjun's eyes shrank.

Because he could clearly feel that just as these ghost hands pushed the bronze basin vessel forward, his domain was actually compressed.

"The realm has been suppressed, is that the reason for the bronze basin?"

Chen Yinjun didn't know whether it was the reason for the bronze basin, and there would be no room for Chen Yinjun to think about it.

Because Chen Yinjun had already seen that sparks had begun to rise from the blue-black smoke, Chen Yinjun knew that the realm of the paper ash ghost had also appeared along with the realm of bronze basins, and it seemed that he was about to start re-enacting the scene at the entrance of the third floor.

"No, I can't get caught up in that kind of hedging balance situation anymore, I can't use these two ghosts at all!"

Chen Yinjun knows very well where the weaknesses of his domain are, not to mention that he has used the domain many times here, whether it is time or ability, they can't be consumed at all, once they fall into the balance of domain hedging, the two can be said to be in a lifeless situation.

"Yang Zhenyu, I will use the ability of the domain to the maximum later, you need to use your ability to attract them, and then I will use the ability of the puppet ghost to separate the paper ash ghost from the bronze basin, you must take the bronze basin as soon as possible, otherwise the two of them together, we will not have any chance to live at all."

Chen Yinjun is unwilling to fall into a situation of domain collision, and the only way is to separate the paper ash ghost and the bronze basin, so that there is a chance of survival.

"Remember, be quick!"

Without any intention of asking Yang Zhenyu's opinion, Chen Yinjun just left a sentence coldly and then started to do it.

The yellow and white burn marks on his chest are hot, and the lines of the yellow light light on Chen Yinjun's body can be seen through the light blue light sportswear, the pupils of Chen Yinjun's eyes are narrowed, and the whites of his eyes have been covered with a layer of yellow flame-like light and shadow, which looks like a yellow flame burning in Chen Yinjun's eyes.

The black qi in Chen Yinjun's right hand emerged, and the three-fingered ghost hand appeared beside Chen Yinjun with the ghost mouth in his palm wide open.

The fierce yellow light shone brightly, and the domain light mask shrouded Chen Yinjun and the others spread rapidly, and the blue-black smoke and the paper ash that drifted away were pushed away by the pale yellow domain light mask.

At the same time, the realm was also covered with bronze basins, and for the first time, the body of the paper ash ghost, which had always been hidden in the darkness and could not be seen, revealed its true appearance in front of the two of them.

A tattered cyan robe, I can't tell what age it is, the broken cuffs only reach the shoulders, and the skin exposed outside the fruit exudes a strange whiteness, like a skull wrapped in half a human face under the shaggy hair of dead grass, but even half of a human face seems to have been burned by something.

The body covered by the cyan robe faintly revealed a red light, and the other half of the skull, which was not covered by the human face, scattered some shimmering sparkling paper ash.

"Is this what the ghost really is?" Chen Yinjun was stunned.

However, his subordinates did not pause at all, he turned his head to look at Yang Zhenyu, and shouted: "Yang Zhenyu, take advantage of now." ”

"Good!" Yang Zhenyu also responded loudly.

Yang Zhenyu made a gesture of rushing forward, and then only heard the sound of "tearing", and a pair of sweaty hands were put together in a conical shape, and the human skin maintained a tendency to rush forward and quickly moved closer to the direction of the paper ash ghost and the bronze basin.

With each step, the head of the ash ghost deflected a little in the direction of the human skin, but the hands pressed against the bronze basin did not move.

More blue-black smoke came out of the bronze basin, and paper ash poured out of the skull.

Green smoke billowed from the hollowed-out human skin eye sockets, and the human skin collapsed to the ground in an instant, and then the scattered paper ash covered the surface of the human skin like raindrops.

Paper ash outside, smoke inside, human skin once again carrying two attacks from non-supernatural powers.

"Chen Bin!" Yang Zhenyu was sweating profusely, and the supernatural power he was carrying in his human skin also subjected him to the same attack through an unknown connection.

Chen Yinjun didn't reply, a sound of mechanical jamming sounded behind him, and then four thick blood lines were connected to Chen Yinjun's limbs, Chen Yinjun instantly felt a coolness on his body, and the physical discomfort caused by the inhaled blue-black smoke quickly dissipated.

A blood-colored cloud appeared on the top of the head of the paper ash ghost, and at the same time as the blood cloud was formed, eight blood lines hung down, and in the process of falling, the blood lines spontaneously divided into two groups, as if weaving hemp rope, and the eight blood lines were wound into two thick blood lines, and the thick blood lines were wound at the same time as they fell on the white hands of the paper ash ghost holding the bronze basin vessel.

Chen Yinjun only felt a chilling chill coming from his body, different from the chill from the blood line of the puppet ghost, this cold chill froze Chen Yinjun's body as if it was cold ice, and the domain he maintained seemed to be affected because of this, and the domain was a little shaky, but fortunately, it was not completely washed away after all.

"Is this the horror of the ash ghost itself?" Chen Yinjun was surprised.

Chen Yinjun could feel that his hands were a little uncontrollable, and at the same time, sparks seemed to rise on the thick blood line wrapped around the hands of the paper ash ghost.

Chen Yinjun knew that this was a direct attack from the paper ash ghost body, but now with the attraction of Yang Zhenyu's human skin, coupled with the influence of blue-black smoke from the bronze basin, Chen Yinjun could withstand it even if he felt a little uncomfortable.

With a wave of his right hand, the puppeteer's limbs behind him clicked, and the wooden hands swayed, and the blood line of ten fingers shot straight into the blood-colored cloud above the ash ghost's head.

The thick blood lines wrapped around the hands of the paper ash ghost tightened violently, and the blood lines were pulled to both sides, trying to tear the paper ash ghost's hands out of the bronze basin.

"Boom!"

The flames on the bronze basin burned even more violently, and blue-black smoke continued to emerge from the burning corpse in the bronze basin, covering the hands of the paper ash ghost and spreading blood lines.

"Not good!" Chen Yinjun said secretly, if he let this blue-black smoke infect him in reverse, then he and Yang Zhenyu would definitely not be able to escape.

Chen Yinjun did not hesitate, a burst of yellow light flashed on the three-fingered ghost hand surrounded by him, and he had already come to the edge of the bronze basin, the ghost mouth in his palm was wide open, the knife-like sawtooth slashed through the dazzling light, and a strong suction force emanated from the ghost mouth in the palm of the three-fingered ghost hand.

The blue-black smoke attached to the thick blood line stagnated violently, as if he still wanted to resist the strong suction of the ghost mouth in the palm of the three-fingered ghost's hand, Chen Yinjun saw this, his right hand suddenly pressed down, and the blood light on the thick blood line crossed, and the blue-black smoke seemed to be suppressed.

The three thick fingers of the three-fingered ghost hand were instantly tensed, and the suction of the ghost mouth in the palm became stronger and stronger, and the thick smoke floating on the thick blood line was instantly sucked up, and then the yellow light flashed, and the three-fingered ghost hand had returned to the top of the puppet ghost behind Chen Yinjun.

The three fingers stretched, and the puppet ghost's limb joints slowly flowed bright red blood, condensed into silk, and then rose up and wrapped around the fingers of the three-fingered ghost's hand.

"Chance!"

Chen Yinjun's eyes moved, and the three-fingered ghost hand that had been entangled in the blood line shook for a while, and the limbs of the puppet ghost also swayed, and the blood line of the ten fingers trembled even more.

The thick blood threads wrapped around the hands of the ash ghost tightened again, as if blessed by a great force.

Immediately, only the sound of "z" was heard.

The hands of the paper ash ghost have been controlled by the thick blood line and removed from the rim of the bronze basin.

"Yang Zhenyu, speed!" Chen Yinjun roared when he saw this.

"That's it!" At this time, Yang Zhenyu didn't know when he had put on a pair of jet-black gloves on his hands, the gloves were shiny, and he didn't know what material they were made of.

A burst of yellow light flashed on Yang Zhenyu's body, and when he reappeared, Yang Zhenyu had already appeared next to the bronze basin, and without the slightest hesitation, his hands with black gloves brazenly picked up the bronze basin.

Seeing this, Chen Yinjun waved his right hand, and Yang Zhenyu, who was holding the bronze basin, had disappeared in front of him.