The sound that came into the basement was very strange, and it did not spread to the form, but searched the villa in an irregular way like a ghost, and finally came to the hidden basement.

Liang Xing raised his eyebrows and frowned, his body moved involuntarily, and he quickly broke free from the control and restraint of this supernatural way.

The ghost's heart beat calmly, and the curse of the heartbeat easily dispelled the strange sound.

He only thought about it for a while, and then he found the source of this supernatural power in his mind, and remembered Lin Luomei.

"Supernatural Forum!" Chapter 174: Detention of the Trick

The white blur of ghosts spread out, and Liang Xingyang gently spit out a sentence, his face extremely calm.

In front of the villa, there were three uninvited guests.

Two men and one woman.

"My voice has been dispelled, you guys be careful, the other party is very strong, he is coming." Lin Luomei held the megaphone and made a sound.

"Strong, is it as strong as our Boss Ye? And the three of us are together, they won't do it directly. Russell smiled confidently.

Huang Fei sneered, and suddenly his face changed: "Don't be arrogant...... Be careful, it's ghostly. ”

The white blur spread to five hundred meters, enveloping all three of them.

The three reacted quickly and immediately stood back to back together to avoid the situation of being left alone and prevent them from being broken one by one.

"Damn it." Russell looked at the sky, and his face changed, "This is a ghost, isn't he afraid of the revival of ghosts?" ”

Huang Fei was more anxious than him, and pointed around: "It's so blurry, the surroundings are completely unclear." This is definitely not a ghost of Yang Jian, it should be Liang Xingyang's ghost, but there is no record in the information. ”

"Nonsense, what ghost rider would be stupid enough to record all the powerful ghosts he controls." Russell roared in distraction, a little puzzled why those two people were so strong, and the ghost said to use it.

Lin Luomei jumped up suddenly, and hurriedly shouted: "We are all people from the supernatural forum, Liang Xingyang, Yang Jian, we have no malicious intentions." ”

An eerie sound spread out, wandering among the ghosts, and reaching far away.

Russell was silent, and the other party did it, not an easy person. Things are out of his control, and it may not be so easy to get better.

Huang Fei looked nervous and didn't dare to speak.

"Something is wrong, I didn't find anyone in my voice, this is not the door of the villa, and it is not the community." Lin Luomei suddenly became a little frightened, "This is a closed space, we ...... Trapped. ”

"Discovered?"

Liang Xingyang stood at the door of the villa, holding a palm-sized mirror in his hand, and looked inside with a somewhat playful look.

There are three dots in the mirror.

Don't look at the mirror ghost, it seems that there is no means of attack, and it will only shuttle through the mirror to replace the living ghost.

After fusing the seven mirror ghosts, the mirror ghosts possess the five-layer strength of the ghost eyes, which can silently suck people into the mirror and imprison them.

If there is a terrifying level of dead heads, they may be able to resist ghosts, but the level of powerful ghosts controlled by Lin Luomei and the three of them is too low, and they will be imprisoned in a single face, and they will not want to come out again in this life.

"There is only one Ye Zhen in the supernatural forum who can see it, but this kid has a very middle temper and is unwilling to succumb to others, otherwise it is very suitable to be caught as a junior brother." Liang Xingyang muttered to himself.

With his current strength, he is enough to harden Zhang Xianguang, even if he is a dead ghost Ye Zhen, he is lagging behind and no longer takes it in his eyes.

"I have to investigate the location of the Tang Family Sculpture Hall on Yinyang Street, and it just so happens that these three people bumped into each other, so they can lure Ye Zhen out and do this trivial matter for me."

Liang Xingyang was thoughtful, and planned to go to the Tang Family Museum, find that Tang Yerong, and avenge the original sword.

in the mirror.

After Lin Luomei found out and told the truth, Huang Fei's eyes widened, his face was incredulous, and a creepy feeling swept over him.

Russell was shocked and terrified at the same time.

He thought that even if these two were ghost handlers who had controlled two powerful ghosts, the three of them together would be able to deal with it.

Where did I think that it was just a face-to-face effort, the three of them were all trapped in a strange place, and if Lin Luomei hadn't found out, they would still be in the dark.

"We have no malicious intentions, it's our boss Ye Zhen who asked us to come to you, and he wants to talk to you." Lin Luomei didn't have such a rich inner world as her two companions, and she was still explaining in a cold sweat.

As soon as the words fell, Russell's face suddenly changed, and the whole person seemed to have been wiped away, and quickly disappeared from the mirror space.

Lin Luomei and Huang Fei glanced at each other, their eyes full of fear.

Russell I, who disappeared, returned to reality.

Liang Xingyang brought the other party out, and said with a calm face: "Tell Ye Zhen to let him come to Dachang City to be my junior brother, otherwise you can only stay here forever." ”

Agitating the general, Ye Zhen's middle-class son will definitely not be able to stand it, and he will come to Dachang City to fight with him without saying a word.

Russell looked at the person in front of him with some fear, the other party was younger than him, but there was a terrifying aura on his body, and the face to face almost overwhelmed him.

It's a confident edge that doesn't seem to take anyone in its eyes and speaks on strength.

Under Liang Xingyang's gaze, Russell obediently took out his mobile phone to dial, contacted Ye Zhen, who was far away in Dahai City, and whispered.

At this moment.

Dahai City, the topmost floor of the Ningzhu Building.

A young man in his early twenties dressed in casual clothes, who was the administrator of the paranormal forum, was stunned when he received the call, and then became angry.

"Bold, I don't know how thick the sky is, I didn't take me seriously at all." Ye Zhen pointed to the sky and the ground with the other, and said angrily at the phone.

Russell on the other end of the phone could only smile bitterly, and he said: "Boss, Liang Xingyang asked you to come to Dachang City for another plan, saying that he wanted to make an appointment with you, and he may have ambushed the master." ”

Ye Zhen didn't care and said: "Tell him that Master Ye will not be afraid of any challenge, and today I will let him reveal his true form and kneel down to call you Dad." ”

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes next to him hurriedly said: "This is Liang Xingyang's agitation method, we can't be fooled." ”

Ye Zhen looked down at the brightly lit metropolis below through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said menacingly: "No matter, I think this Liang Xingyang has a bit of a problem with his brain, he is provoking me, he wants to rob me of the first position in the supernatural circle, and he also arrested my person, I can't spare him." ”

"By the way, remember to call someone to repair the glass."

Ye Zhen took off the cloak and sword on the wall, smashed the glass window with one punch, and the whole person had disappeared.

The middle-aged man in the suit twitched his mouth, you are sick, you can walk with a ghost, but you have to break the glass window.

Dachang City.

Russell fell silent, silently put away his phone, and wanted to say something.

Liang Xingyang glanced at him, lest he mess around, blur the ghost and open up, and lock him in the mirror again.

"Even if Ye Zhen uses the ghost to hurry, it will take ten minutes to arrive."

Not all ghosts have such a vast range as starving ghosts, ghost eyes, and ghost paintings.

A thick, viscous cloud of scarlet blood emerged from the ground, and the blood grew more and more, gradually condensing into a humanoid silhouette pattern of a child on the ground.

The ghost heart pulled, and the ghost blood returned to the body, leaving behind a child covered in blue and black.

A hint of silver color flashed in Liang Xingyang's pupils, skillfully replacing the ghost boy.

The next thing was very simple, a cloud of scarlet blood came out of his hand, and the blood reflected the shadows of the five terrifying ghosts struggling violently.

But no matter how hard they struggle, they can't escape from the ghost's blood.

Liang Xingyang opened his pitch-black mouth and swallowed this cloud of ghost blood in one gulp.

Ten minutes later.

A gazebo in the Guanjiang community.

He straightened his back and sat on the stone bench, made a cup of tea with the ghost necklace, and reached out to the empty opposite.

The teacup did not fall, it was directly suspended.

Creeps.

Ye Zhen's figure appeared out of thin air, holding a teacup in his hand, without any hesitation, he drank it directly.

"It seems that Yang Jian is not there, and there is only one of the two heroes left. Are you admitting defeat, bowing down and making a small toss, and giving me tea? Ye Zhen finished drinking the tea and said arrogantly.

Liang Xingyang was stunned, what kind of brain circuit is this.

"Needless to say, I've been fighting all my life, and in your eyes, I see dissatisfaction. If you don't fight, I won't accept your little brother. Ye Zhen said with a serious face.

Liang Xingyang looked calm: "You misunderstood." Defy? I like to speak from strength. But since you're going to fight, do you want to make a bonus? ”

Ye Zhen's face was stunned, and he patted his chest and said, "Okay, since you are so confident, I, Ye Someone, will not hide it." You say, what do you want? ”

"You'll have to help me find someone."

"It's a small thing."

"You haven't said what you're asking for?"

"Ye has never failed in his life."

"Kill you!"

Ye Zhen stood up suddenly, drew his sword and slashed at Liang Xingyang's head.

A pitch-black crack popped up.

This bland sword directly split a crack in reality, and this crack is spreading at an incredible speed, and the crack is getting bigger and bigger, and finally it is like a weird and terrifying spatial crack, trying to swallow Liang Xingyang into it.

"Young people don't talk about martial arts, they say they do it."

Liang Xingyang's eyes narrowed, he was not angry, and a violent wind suddenly blew around him, and he reached over and grabbed the long sword that Ye Zhen had chopped.

The long sword was attached to the powerful supernatural power that tore apart the ghost, but Liang Xingyang didn't care at all, Fang Shiming's ghost wind was not weaker than Ye Zhen's ghost, and the supernatural canceled each other out and couldn't invade.

A thick haze loomed around him, and the ghosts of the starving ghosts shrouded the past.

"Fang Shiming's ghost wind!"

Ye Zhen's eyelids jumped when he saw this scene, he was very familiar with the ghost wind, after all, they had only fought a month ago, each had a victory or defeat, and in the end, Fang Shiming used the ghost scissors, was injured and escaped, on the verge of recovery.

"It's my turn!"

The calmly beating ghost heart at Liang Xingyang's heart was superimposed on three layers of heartbeats in an instant, and the terrifying heartbeat sound came out, and Ye Zhen, who was close at hand, could not avoid it.

"What the hell?"

Ye Zhen noticed something, and there was a strong palpitation in his heart, his face changed suddenly, but his body did not flinch, and his other hand clenched his fist and waved towards Liang Xingyang at great speed.

"With a little force, I'll be fine."

Liang Xingyang showed a weird smile, and his other hand also stretched out, and under his gaze, he grabbed Ye Zhen's fist.

The dead man's gaze focused, and Ye Zhen's fist was rapidly fading, and a black and white area enveloped it.

"You ......"

Ye Zhen's face quickly crawled with dead gray, but he quickly regained his ruddyness.

A mortal attack that diverted the demon's heart for the dead ghost.

When he was furious and wanted to fight back again, he was horrified to find that he couldn't move.

Substitute for the dead ghost can transfer injuries and even transfer the revival of the ghost, but it cannot transfer the powerful supernatural suppression.

A cold corpse silently climbed up Ye Zhen's back.

The corpse was heavy, sinking like words.

In normal times, the substitute ghost can transfer this weight, but under the double suppression of the dead man's head and the relic, the substitute ghost falls into silence.

"Ah......h

Ye Zhen let out a faint roar from his mouth, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the corpse on his body, and finally couldn't resist the weight of the corpse, and was directly pressed down.

"Click, click."

The bones were broken, the internal organs were cracking, and Ye Zhen felt as if he was about to be crushed into a ball of flesh.

All the ghosts were suppressed, their bodies were seriously injured, and their consciousness began to gradually fall into darkness, experiencing the great horror between life and death.

Ye Zhen panicked.

I wanted to say something, but my mouth was full of blood, I couldn't say anything, and my body couldn't move a bit.

And yet the next moment.

Liang Xingyang withdrew his gaze from the dead man's head, and the black and white area of the portrait also retreated, and at the same time, the cold corpse lying behind Ye Zhen disappeared.

Ye Zhen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and came to his senses, he wanted to roar, but he just looked at Liang Xingyang's cold gaze and immediately choked back his words.

The serious injuries on Ye Zhen's body have all disappeared, and he has recovered again, just like in the game, resurrected with full blood and become a vigorous tiger.

"Drink tea!"

A cup of tea appeared out of thin air in Liang Xingyang's hand and handed it to Ye Zhen.

"I, Ye, will never be eaten by me."

Ye Zhen suddenly roared.

However, with his eyes on Shangliang Xingyang Gujing Wubo, he still took the tea from his heart and drank it in one gulp.

"It smells so good."

"Hehe, from this cup of tea, I feel the eclectic, extremely manic tea art. Since we are all members of my generation, of course, we can't be regarded as food for receiving groans. Ye Zhen's voice changed, and he said with a look of uncertainty while holding the teacup.

The corners of Liang Xingyang's mouth twitched, this guy and Zhang Wei have the same smell, and they can also taste Zhang Wei's character from the tea.

He didn't answer, which made the atmosphere slightly awkward.

Liang Xingyang said slowly: "This is the person I am looking for, and I have three clues in my hands." The first is Xiangjiang Yinyang Street, the second is the Tang Family Sculpture Museum in Xiangjiang, and the third is the Foreign Grand Secret Language Museum. You are responsible for finding him, dead or alive. ”

Use the supernatural powers of the ghost necklace to generate a photo out of thin air with your name written on it.

The ghost scissors are in his hand, and the ghost blood can also wash away the curse of the scissors. To target this old man Tang who is suspected of surviving from the Republic of China period, it is not easy at all.

This old man has lived too long, and he may no longer be alive.

He was not in a hurry, he found the old man first, and then decided whether to kill him or not.

Ye Zhen took the photo with a silent face, and suddenly said, "Just now you fought with me, how much force did you use?" ”

Liang Xingyang's face was stunned, looking at Ye Zhen's serious face, he didn't choose to deceive, and said calmly: "Fifty percent!" ”

He can still eat another ghost, and the ghost blood, spirit ghost, coffin nail, and white tumbler have no chance to use it in the battle just now. In this case, he only used fifty percent of his strength at most.

Ye Zhen sat down in silence, spread his hand and said, "You give me another cup of tea, I want to be quiet." ”

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