Liang Xingyang quickly reacted, the ghost stage was born, and the woman in white was most likely replaced by a living ghost.

Because of the coffin nail, they had a confrontation, and in the end, Liang Xingyang used the coffin nail to nail him to death by surprise, and he won by luck.

After Shen Lan's face was stunned, the memory in his mind resurfaced.

She had the opportunity to leave the stage on a supernatural bus, but she didn't expect to encounter a coffin nail.

The coffin nails were worth a lot, and she was tempted.

However, the coffin was nailed to a corpse that seemed to have been burned by the fire, and in order to hold the coffin nail, she was strangely attacked by a miserable green flame, although it had no effect on him.

After she immediately decided to nail the ghost with a knife to restrain her, she was suddenly nailed by a coffin nail and forced to sit on the ghost chair under the control of the ghost.

And the culprit is this disciple, who not only lifted her skirt, but also stole her ghost raincoat, and finally used her supernatural weapon to nail her to the ghost chair.

Shen Lan is not an idiot, the ghost doesn't know how to use a coffin nail at all, so the person who attacked her with a coffin nail is most likely this thief.

The enemies were very red when they saw each other.

Shen Lan stared at Liang Xingyang, her eyes seemed to be breathing fire, and there was a touch of dark red in the white of her skirt fluttering without wind.

However, she didn't have the impulse, and turned her head to restrain the old corpse on the ground first, otherwise she was likely to be attacked by the resuscitation ghost.

While secretly vigilant about Liang Xingyang, she picked up a brand-new red-blue tumbler from the ground, which seemed to be some child's toy, and was accidentally left here in the chaos.

This time.

The white dress was emitting a fierce white light, Shen Lan stepped on white high heels and walked in the white light ghost, and in a trance, the old corpse that was split in half on the ground disappeared.

The old corpse was stuffed into the tumbler unreasonably.

A strange crack appeared on the brand new tumbler in her hand, from top to bottom, almost split in half by the knife, and the red and blue paint on the tumbler was erased, and the strange miserable white was replaced by an ominous aura on it.

A supernatural item.

Liang Xingyang's eyes narrowed, this woman in white was not simple, she could easily make a powerful ghost into a supernatural item.

In the original work, Yang Jian used a five-layer ghost snake to make a ghost necklace from the deceitful ghost, and Ye Zhen used his fist to forge the scar-faced ghost that crawled out of the grave into his long sword.

Now witnessing an old corpse being stuffed into a tumbler, Liang Xingyang suddenly had a hint of inspiration in his heart, staring at the palm of the ghost on his shoulder, thoughtful.

He seems to be able to make this ghost into a supernatural object as well.

Shen Lan put away the tumbler, lifted his chest, and asked coldly, "Junior, what's your name." ”

As an older generation of ghost riders during the Republic of China, Shen Lan is qualified to call Liang Xingyang a junior.

"Who are you?" Liang Xingyang cautiously did not answer, and asked in a deep voice.

"You're being too careful. Give me back the medium raincoat and be a servant in the future, and I will not be held accountable for your crimes. I'm born again, I need a dogleg, you're good. Shen Lan stepped on her high heels and walked over, not in a hurry, "Also, my name is Shen Lan." Hurry up and put your name on it. ”

Liang Xingyang's face flashed with anger, and he glanced at the table knife in Shen Lan's hand with fear, and his figure disappeared in the blue-black haze, and there was no trace of fluctuating voice coming from inside: "What about the ghost riders of the last era, don't be too self-righteous." If you want a raincoat, take your life to grab it. ”

He had a hunch that this woman in white would not give up today, and the situation might get out of control all of a sudden, so he blended into the ghost in advance to hide his body and took out the blood-stained old newspaper.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, do you think you can run away with a ghost?"

Shen Lan stepped on his high heels, and with each step, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and after the distance was close, the blood-stained table knife in his hand slashed, and some kind of terrible curse directly tore the rich haze.

"No one?"

Shen Lan's face was surprised.

Dimmy, oppressive, silent.

The blue-black haze around them became thicker and thicker, and the ghost snake was rapidly expanding, enveloping Shen Lan in it.

Countless pieces of red paper with strange faces on them emerged in the haze, like bats silently streaking through the night.

The yin wind blew, and a few old newspapers blew from nowhere, covering Shen Lan's face.

Shen Lan's face was expressionless, the blood-stained table knife in his hand was waved, and the old newspaper was immediately torn apart by some kind of curse and disappeared.

Then her ears moved, and she heard the faint cry of the wind, and the strange laughter, these two voices came into her mind, and people couldn't help but want to cry and laugh.

The white dress was emitting a faint white light, blocking the crying and laughing of the ghosts.

Shen Lan snorted coldly: "It's too pediatric, it's really not as good as the generation." ”

"Don't be ashamed."

A deep voice came from the haze.

The table knife can dismember the ghost in the air, but the side effect is very large, and it will randomly dismember the user's limbs.

Shen Lan's white clothes were constantly dyed with a trace of dark red, and the white dress was constantly resisting the backlash of the blood-stained table knife for her.

"Just hide in the ghosts, I'll get you out and beat you up." Shen Lan's face was slightly angry, and she didn't care about the dark red color of her white dress.

Wisps of miserable white light invaded the Haze Ghost Snake at a speed like a bamboo, and Shen Lan disappeared directly.

The haze is deep in the sky.

"I found you, you ......" Shen Lan just said, her pupils shrank into pinpoints, and her face changed suddenly.

An unimaginable scene occurred.

In the vast sky, thousands of blue-black ghost babies were gathered, and a pair of eyes that were as black as ink and had no pupils revealed a terrifying ferocity.

Such a terrifying scene, even when Shen Lan saw it, he was also directly stunned.

A dim and vague huge ball will pull and inhale wisps of rich haze, this is a huge womb created by deceitful ghosts, will transform the rich haze at one time, can give birth to nearly a hundred multiple ghost babies at a time, after the ghost babies mature, they will be gushing out like a fountain, and then they will be covered by the red paper that has been waiting for a long time, and fall into silence.

Then countless ordinary people created by the deceitful ghost took down the face of the ghost baby and wrote and drew on it.

Liang Xingyang's expression was calm, standing in the surging and majestic wave of ghost babies, pointing at Shen Lan in the distance, and issuing an order to all the ghost babies: "Eat her." ”

"Whoa."

Countless ghost babies raised their heads and let out a strange scream in unison, without the slightest hesitation, overwhelming, one after another, mighty, and rushed towards Shen Lan who had invaded into the haze ghost at an extremely fast speed.

The ghost newspaper graffiti commands, manipulate countless derivative ghost babies, and make them perfectly obey the orders and not be moved by death.

The blue-black wave of ghost babies, wrapped in a large thick blue-black haze, surrounded Shen Lan and bloomed like fireworks of death.

"Hiss......"

In such a terrifying scene, Shen Lan gasped and took a breath of chilly hair, the blood-stained dinner knife quickly swung and constantly dismembered in the air, and in an instant, dozens of ghost babies were cut off by the waist, turning into a haze and dissipating, and then the white dress emitted a miserable white light, and the miserable white ghost snake continued to isolate and prevent the dense ghost babies from approaching.

Shen Lan's body exuded more and more brilliant white light, she was now like a person struggling to survive in a turbulent blue-black river, in order not to be drowned, she could only wave her arms desperately, trying to struggle out of the pull of the current.

Liang Xingyang's expression did not relax in the slightest, and released a flood of red paper, carrying the sound of crying and laughing to sweep over again.

He didn't think that these first-stage ghost babies could tear this woman in white apart. But countless faint supernatural attacks, as long as they are slowly accumulated, are enough to consume this woman to the point of revival of the ghost.

At the beginning, Li Jun and his party were swept into the surging tide of ghost babies, and they were directly on the verge of reviving the ghosts within a few minutes before they were forced to surrender.

Now the huge womb continues to produce hundreds of ghost babies, which are constantly replenished into the blue-black wave, one after the other, surging.

"Click."

Liang Xingyang's expression moved, shallow cracks burst on his body, and he continued to use the supernatural spirit of the deceitful ghost, which was consuming the time for the mirror ghost to replace.

"Snort...... Bang bang bang ......"

The street lamps that were originally brightly lit began to flicker, and a subtle sound of a short circuit with abnormal current contact sounded, and under the influence of many supernatural forces, many light bulbs burst directly.

The white ball of light that rose and fell in the blue-black ghost baby wave, the miserable white light suddenly brightened and dazzling, like a white bottomless pit, swallowing all the approaching ghost babies and red paper.

Liang Xingyang's eyes froze, and his face froze: "The five-layer ghost snake affects reality!" ”

Use the five-layer ghost snake to send countless derivative ghost babies and derivative newspapers to some kind of deep supernatural place to crack all the means of starving ghosts.

"It's time to go."

Liang Xingyang was holding a rusty coffin nail in his hand, with his current level of terror, the five-layer ghost snake could not send him away, and it was difficult for him to break through the home advantage of the white ghost snake and use the coffin nail to restrict Shen Lan.

The weakness of the starving ghost lies in the haze ghost with only the strength of the three layers of the ghost eye.

Unless he eats other powerful ghosts with terrifying ghosts, such as Fang Shiming's ghost wind, Yang Jian's ghost eyes, etc., he can only avoid the edge for the time being.

However this time.

The white ball of light in the blue-black wave disappeared suddenly, Liang Xingyang's pupils shrank, and a strong uneasiness appeared in his heart, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

This feeling is not an illusion, Liang Xingyang looked at the corner of his eyes, the miserable white light flashed, and a woman in white with a dark red skirt quietly appeared beside him.

"Ate her." Liang Xingyang's face changed, and he quickly ordered.

"Whoa."

A ghost boy opened his pitch-black mouth, ran quickly, and pounced on Shen Lan, reaching out to put his hand on Shen Lan's shoulder.

This ghost baby eats the ghost and grows into a ghost child, as long as the palm of the hand is on the shoulder, it will break out against the consciousness of the living.

The white light on Shen Lan's body was dazzling in an instant, like a violently burning sun.

White light seems to have the ability to distort reality and destroy everything.

The ghost boy kicked his legs and fluttered, stretched out his hand but stopped in the air, and was penetrated by countless white rays of light, and his body was immediately broken, like the handwriting on a book, erased by an eraser, and quickly disappeared.

Under the shroud of white light, Liang Xingyang was forced to transform into a blue-black starving ghost, his heart was dry and his heart was beating hard, and there was a bright white light all around, but these white lights could not penetrate his limbs and could not send him away.

As for the ghost baby, the red paper, the huge dim and blurred uterus, and the clones of ordinary people, have all been ruthlessly sent away.

There was nothing left of the white expanse around.

Shen Lan raised her eyebrows, and pointed at the contour of Liang Xingyang's body, and a blood-stained dinner knife slashed through the air.

"Huh?"

Liang Xingyang snorted, the skin and flesh at the shoulder were torn, the muscles and bones were separated, like a cow, blood splashed, and a blue-black arm was directly cut off.

When Shen Lan raised the knife again, his vision was blurred for a while, and he suddenly lost the trace of Liang Xingyang.

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