Twelve o'clock in the evening.

There was an extra round of dark red sun in the sky of Dajing City, and the dark red ghost snake was covering the whole city at an incredible speed.

"Oops."

All the ghost riders in Dajing City looked shocked, and they felt a danger of being targeted by powerful ghosts, but the ghost snake covered too fast, and it hardly gave people time to react.

Every ghost rider inevitably bathed in red light, their faces were all covered with pain, they felt their bodies burning, the ghosts they controlled quickly recovered, and the supernatural balance was being broken.

Panic, fear, despair.

And yet the next moment.

Just when they were in despair, they sensed something was wrong, and stared sharply at the dark red sun in the sky.

At this moment, a large thick blue-black haze suddenly floated from the sky, blocking them from the light of the dark red sun.

The sky of Dajing City is becoming dark again, and it looks particularly gloomy under the shroud of haze, the blue-black atmosphere fills the whole city, the cold strange wind is blowing violently everywhere, and the thick smell of corpses begins to permeate every corner of the city.

But they were not afraid at the moment, they were almost moved to tears, if it weren't for the haze that blocked the dark red sun, they would all have to die from the revival of the ghosts.

The ghosts of the starving ghosts are suppressing the dark red ghosts, and the ghosts touch each other, and the supernatural powers continue to cancel out.

High altitude.

A dark red sun rises high, and below it is a thick haze, and the dark red light can occasionally pierce through the thick haze and spread the light, but this light is very deadly, and it is the nemesis of the ghost rider.

Instead, the gloomy blue and black haze that exudes a thick corpse stench is protecting the city.

The light and darkness on the surface are in opposition to each other, but all the ghost riders in Dajing City are on the side of darkness.

The supernatural powers are equal to each other, and there is no way to invade each other, and they are strangely in a stalemate.

Dimm, oppressive, silent.

Liang Xingyang opened the ghost of the starving ghost in time, sealed the city in the haze, and protected Dajing City.

But that round of dark red sun is still hanging in the sky, and if you don't get rid of it, it's hard to guarantee that something will change.

Moreover, the haze of the starving ghost is filled with the supernatural power of giving birth to the ghost baby, and if you continue to persevere, the city will die completely like the city of Kobe.

Liang Xing raised his brows and frowned, walked with heavy steps, and muttered to himself: "The coffin is nailed to my hand, if you want to restrict the reincarnated ghost, you have to work hard." Otherwise, not only will Dajing City be finished, but the headquarters will also be finished, and the domestic situation will deteriorate completely. ”

The surrounding scene is fading, turning into a black and white zone, and he is like a ghost coming out of the statue, with a strong sense of oppression.

"It's a pity, if Yang Jian's sixth-layer ghost snake can still be used, it's best to leave this kind of thing to him."

Liang Xingyang paused and looked up indifferently at the dark red sun above his head: "It's not easy to die, it seems that I have to learn from Houyi and get you down." ”

A black and white chaotic meteor soared into the sky, breaking through the thick haze and coming to the sky.

The black and white area is extremely domineering and blocks off the dark red light, and it doesn't touch him at all.

It seemed to be too close, which attracted the attention of the red-clothed Shen Lan, only to see the other party turn his head slightly, and his dead eyes looked at Liang Xingyang's side.

"Reincarnation?"

Liang Xingyang's face was calm, and he suddenly noticed an extra trace of terrifying white on the dark red skirt on Shen Lan's body, which slowly spread at an almost imperceptible speed.

But at this rate of spread, this dark red sun can remain in the sky for a long time.

"It's time to do it!"

Liang Xingyang's face was expressionless, using a rusty coffin nail as the spearhead, and the ghost wind around him was howling violently.

A black-and-white chaotic meteor streaked the tail of the flame, like an arrow, piercing into the dark red sun.

As long as the coffin nails restrain Shen Lan, everything will come to an end.

It's close

It was as if a little cold light flashed on the arrow, piercing the dark red light and rushing towards the fierce dark red light source.

The closer it gets, the more intense the dark red light becomes, as if it can completely distort reality, banishing everything to some unexploreable supernatural place.

The supernatural confrontation is becoming more and more intense, and the speed of the black and white meteors is getting slower and slower, but it is still moving forward unstoppably.

Liang Xingyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw Shen Lan hiding in the red light.

Shen Lan, who was wearing a dark red dress fluttering, turned her dead eyes slightly, and the outline of her body appeared, which seemed to trigger the law of killing, and suddenly raised the table knife and quickly cut it.

This is a supernatural power that can be stacked, repeating a position to cut off, a terrifying dismemberment paranormal outburst.

Suddenly.

A series of strange cracks tore through the black and white areas and landed on Liang Xingyang's body, and immediately blood splattered, cutting him apart.

However, Liang Xingyang was calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care about the injuries on his body at all, the fragmented limbs were sucked back to form a whole, the black and white areas were glued together, the injuries were rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the strong dismemberment was restrained.

Dismemberment is not an incomprehensible supernatural power, many supernatural beings can be restrained, such as the rapid recovery of a complete spiritual ghost, Meng Xiaodong's endless substitute death doll, and Zhang Youhong's countless hard puppeteers can be restrained.

Of course, Liang Xingyang was not indifferent, not only was his strange and penetrating eyes staring at Shen Lan, but his weight was also greatly reduced, an unusually heavy ghost ran out of his body, and the weird and ominous black and white area was also covering the past.

Repression, the repression of terror is in force.

After the supernatural eruption and confrontation, the dark red light on Shen Lan's body suddenly dimmed, and then recovered.

But in the slow gap, Liang Xingyang had already pulled in the distance, like an arrow, penetrating Shen Lan in a dark red dress.

The coffin nail penetrated Shen Lan, but it seemed to be a phantom stabbing through the body, and the Shen Lan in front of him was not a real body.

"Reboot?"

Liang Xingyang realized something, his eyes widened suddenly, his consciousness was blurred, the scene in front of him changed, and he suddenly found himself suddenly back on the ground.

In addition to Qin Lao, Yang Jian, and the wishing ghost, there is one more reincarnated ghost.

"Reincarnation, I see, this is a supernatural power involving time." Liang Xingyang's face darkened.

If you can't restart it, you can't restrict Shen Lan in red.

……

Gloomy city, on a certain street.

A tall blood figurine was wandering the streets, leaving a muddy yellow mud trail wherever it walked.

But what is even more strange is that two dim lights suddenly appeared, a strange horn sounded, and an old bus appeared out of nowhere and was now driving out of the thick haze.

"Bang."

The blue-green flames that emerged from the blood figurine's body were easily torn apart, and it was hit head-on by the supernatural bus, and its body drew a parabola in mid-air, and it flew seven or eight meters away.

And after the car hit the ghost, it came to a stop. Obviously, the people who drove the bus were here for the blood figurines.

A bloody figurine suffered a terrible attack, its body was torn apart, and it lay motionless on the ground.

"Bang."

The bus doors open.

Qin Lao sat in the driver's seat, looking at the two young men beside him with a cloudy gaze.

Yang Jian and Cao Yang glanced at each other, put on gold woven gloves, and also ran off the bus, dragged the tall blood figurines onto the bus, and brought them to Qin Lao's side.

Cao Yang had already died from the resurgence of the ghost, and it was Qin Lao who pulled his life back by restarting.

Now, the blood figurines are restricted by the bus, as long as they return to the headquarters and let Ah Hong put on makeup again, Li Jun can be resurrected and return without wasting the supernatural power of the restart.

"Bang."

The doors of the bus closed, and the old bus lit up, disappeared into thin air, and when it reappeared, it was already above the sky.

A piercing horn sounded, and the red-clothed Shen Lan's dead eyes rolled slightly, looking somewhere.

The supernatural bus that appeared from afar suddenly closed the distance, appeared out of thin air, and suddenly became illusory, as if it did not belong to reality.

The next moment.

"Bang."

In such a sudden situation, before the red-clothed Shen Lan could do anything, he suffered a terrible car accident, was knocked out of the phantom by the supernatural bus, thrown out of the shadow, and fell from the sky.

From a distance, an old rusty bus approached, directly knocking out a dark red sun in the sky, and the ubiquitous dark red light quickly dimmed.

A little late at night.

The thick haze that sealed down the city slowly dissipated, and the terrible moment passed.

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