"He's seen through it!"

Qin Yefeng's cold words came, and Chen Yinjun knew that his wishful thinking had been seen through by him.

Although a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, the instinct of Chen Yinjun's body still took the initiative, and while his right hand clenched his fist, black qi emerged from the torn wound on his arm, and then the three-fingered ghost hand appeared on Chen Yinjun's right hand.

The pale yellow realm light shield suddenly spread out from Chen Yinjun's body, only this time the direction of the expansion was no longer towards the middle-aged man, but in the other direction of the corridor.

Qin Yefeng was cautious and didn't say a word about his information, Chen Yinjun had no way to know his real name, so naturally he couldn't use the power of the Grim Reaper's Notebook to get rid of him. 33

The ability he possesses, whether it is the domain of the three-fingered ghost hand or the bloodline ability of the puppet ghost, will not work for him, and Chen Yinjun can't figure out his weird supernatural ability, so naturally he can only use thirty-six strategies as the best plan.

If you can't beat it, you can't run yet!

The pale yellow realm light shield enveloped Chen Yinjun and disappeared in front of Qin Yefeng's eyes, but Chen Yinjun still had a trace of hidden danger in his heart, because he was not sure if he could really hide from the mysterious ability of that middle-aged man by hiding in the realm.

The strange ability to ignore the isolation of the realm, Chen Yinjun has seen it for the first time.

There is a subtle ripple on the mirror surface of the short-handled square mirror.

Chen Yinjun's inner worries were not unreasonable, and just as he was worried, when Chen Yinjun used the realm, before Qin Yefeng spoke, Qin Yefeng had already taken the lead in entering the mirror world.

In the world of mirrors with only black and white, Qin Yefeng stood on Chen Yinjun's right hand, and his hideous smile was still clearly visible even if there was no bright candlelight.

The supernatural knife raised high was already aimed at the scar on Chen Yinjun's right hand that extended from his shoulder to his fist.

Qin Yefeng did not hesitate, and was about to draw again, and under the detonation of the fifth sword, Chen Yinjun was dead.

The sharp edge of the knife flashed a bright light, which looked very abrupt in this black and white world, as if the scythe of the god of death was about to swing down, harvesting Chen Yinjun's life.

And yet at this moment.

"Ah~!"

In the silent corridor, I don't know where suddenly came such a loud scream, with an unignorable trill, full of fear, just by listening to it, one can imagine what kind of terrible things the owner who made this scream is going through.

Inside the pale yellow realm light mask, Chen Yinjun was also startled by this sudden scream: "What's the situation, what's going on?" ”

In the corridor, there seemed to be a gust of wind, a cold wind.

The candlelight of the burning white candle on the wall swayed as if it were about to be blown out by the cold wind.

At the same time, I don't know if it's the effect of candlelight, the huge colorful portraits on the walls seem to be changing slightly, and a whisper is heard in the corridor.

If you listen closely, you will see that the source of these sounds is the huge colorful portraits of people hanging on the walls on both sides of the cloister.

"These portraits, they are actually alive?" Chen Yinjun was shocked and very surprised, because he walked around the corridor just now and didn't find anything unusual about these portraits, but he felt that their portraits were a little blurry.

Who knew that after the screams just now, these portraits all seemed to come to life, and not only came to life, but could even speak.

At first, the sound was small, as if it was deliberately suppressed, but gradually, it became louder and louder.

"There it is!"

"It's coming!"

"It's almost down to this level!"

"Someone has died at its hands again!"

……

The voices are mixed, each saying their own words, making people feel like they are in a vegetable market, but Chen Yinjun still extracts some key information from it.

Here, where the middle-aged man had just called "Helenburg", there was something terrifying, and a large number of people had already died at its hands, and now, for some unknown reason, it seemed to be about to appear in the cloisters on this level.

If Chen Yinjun didn't guess wrong, these portraits should be about the ghosts that exist here.

"So the peeping sensation I felt when I came out of the room just now is that ghost in Helenbergh?" Chen Yinjun's heart moved.

"What's this ghost in Helenburgh?" Chen Yinjun doesn't know, but as you can imagine, it's definitely not simple.

"Knock~!"

Just as Chen Yinjun was pondering, suddenly, there was a heavy footstep sound in the corner of the corridor.

"What?"

Chen Yinjun woke up and looked over, I don't know when, at the corner of the other end of the corridor, a staircase appeared strangely.

"When did a staircase appear here?" Chen Yinjun can be very sure that there was nothing here just now.

The staircase looked as dilapidated as the floor of the cloister, and in some places the rotten wood inside was also exposed, and at this moment, with the sound of heavy footsteps, the staircase seemed to emit an overwhelmed sound, as if it was about to be trampled on in the next second.

The stairs went up, as if they were connecting to another time and space, and at this moment, something terrifying was slowly walking down the stairs.

"Knock knock~!"

The sound of heavy footsteps was not only stepping on the seemingly dilapidated but solid staircase, but also trampling on the tip of Chen Yinjun's heart, and every heavy footstep seemed to stimulate Chen Yinjun's heartbeat.

Chen Yinjun's heart was beating violently, as if it was about to explode from his body, and Chen Yinjun knew that this was not some supernatural ability, but just some instinctive reactions caused by the appearance of this powerful ghost.

But the terrifying place is at this point, you must know that Chen Yinjun is in the realm at this moment, and this ghost has not fully appeared, just the footsteps of the stairs can resonate with Chen Yinjun's body.

This has not been the case before, but none of them have been so strong as they are now, which shows how high the level of supernatural spirit of this terrible ghost in Helenbergh is.

The black mist slowly began to fill the stairs, and faintly, Chen Yinjun seemed to see a familiar silhouette of a shadow, and there was a small bright light next to the shadow.

However, the strange thing is that even with this small cloud of light around him, he still can't see what the outline of the shadow is. But you don't have to think about it to know that it must be the essence of the ghost wandering in Helenburg.

"Huh~!"

Suddenly, the entire black fog was instantly shrouded in the entire corridor, and only a small open space was separated from the location of Chen Yinjun and Qin Yefeng, but it was obvious that the black fog was slowly eroding this small open space.

The dim yellow light overhead and the white candlelight burning on the walls were extinguished, as if swallowed by the black mist.

At the same time, the huge colorful portraits on the walls died down as if they had been choked by the throat.

At this moment, only the sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the entire corridor.

In this situation, where does Chen Yinjun dare to stay here, he doesn't even have the slightest idea of temptation.

"The ghost is coming down from above, so it proves that there is another layer on it, and the ghost appears here, and it can't be resisted, just dodge."

As soon as he thought of it, the pale yellow realm light mask suddenly spread upward, and the ghost blocked the ladder to the upper level, but Chen Yinjun's domain was able to ignore such a restriction, as long as the domain could penetrate and spread to the upper layer, Chen Yinjun would be able to directly get out of the current predicament.

"Maybe that awesome ghost can kill that person directly." Chen Yinjun said secretly.

However, the ideal is beautiful, and the reality is skinny!

The pale yellow field mask froze as it spread towards the upper layer, as if an invisible film was blocking the field.

"What?"

Chen Yinjun's heart was suddenly shocked, the realm could not penetrate and spread, this situation has appeared for the second time, and the last time he appeared, he was still trapped in the ghost taxi.

Strictly speaking, the time interval is not far away, but Chen Yinjun encountered such a thing.

However, the things that shocked Chen Yinjun were not only like this, when Chen Yinjun noticed that the domain could not continue to spread upward, and wanted to try to urge again, he suddenly found that he could not perceive the powerful ghost in his body.

Whether it's a three-fingered ghost hand or a puppet ghost, he seems to have lost contact with them, obviously he can see that the three-fingered ghost hand is by his side, but he just can't perceive it.

"What's going on?" Chen Yinjun's heart was completely panicked at the moment, in such a situation, he couldn't perceive that the powerful ghost in his body couldn't use his supernatural ability, what was the difference between that and a lamb to be slaughtered.

The pale yellow realm light mask gradually thinned, and Chen Yinjun could clearly see that the black mist that was isolated from the domain was slowly eroding the domain at this moment.

"This is the quintessence of the country, what is the origin of this ghostly thing!" At this moment, Chen Yinjun didn't say that he was perceiving the powerful ghost in his body, even his body was completely out of control.

I could only watch as the black mist devoured my domain, and in an instant I was in a deep darkness.

"Knock~!"

Heavy footsteps suddenly sounded in Chen Yinjun's ears, just like the ghost from Helenbergh standing beside Chen Yinjun.

No, not likely, but simply at all!

Chen Yinjun's dilated pupils saw the small light that lit up beside him in the darkness, it was a candlestick, a pale and cold candelabra with a trident in his hand, and the same candle burning on the wall of the cloister.

The small light that Chen Yinjun saw was the white light emitted by the candles on the candlesticks when they burned, but this light seemed to be bound to the range of the candlesticks, and there was no way to spread it.

It was at this time that Chen Yinjun finally saw what the ghosts in Helenburgh looked like.

Some people died, but not completely......