The golden spear and the human skin paper were returned to their rightful owners.

Eeriely silent Safe House No. 3.

The shadows of the ground like black ink were retracted, and the red glow of the ghost's eyes was disappearing.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, holding a golden spear full of cracks, his pale face and the faint smell of corpses on his body all showed that he had really succeeded in resurrection.

He became a complete ghost, and mastered the ringing curse of ghost newspapers and music boxes, and became an alien.

"This is, Huanggang Village?" Yang Jian's forehead turned restlessly, and the indifferent look on his face eased, and he said in surprise.

Liang Xingyang nodded, he had just told him about Zhang Xianguang, and then turned his head to look in one direction: "Say Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, those five people are here again." ”

"I don't need you to do it, just so I'll practice with them." Yang Jian's eyes lit up, and he said this, revealing a bit of confidence in his tone.

However.

Liang Xingyang hesitated slightly, even if Yang Jian turned into a ghost, he should not be able to beat Zhang Xianguang's five rusty broadswords.

However, before he could open his mouth to stop it, the red light of the ghost eye flashed away, and Yang Jian left the safe house.

The entrance of the sales hall.

The five Zhang Xianguang paced over, and then walked in unison, staring indifferently at Yang Jian who suddenly appeared.

There are no words on either side.

Five rusty broadswords were lifted up, and in the direction of Yang Jian, they were about to be cut down along the fixed track, tearing apart a large piece of supernatural and reality.

At this moment, Yang Jian's eyes shrank suddenly.

The six ghost eyes quickly superimposed, but the rich red light came first.

The six-story ghost snake opened, and everything immediately came to a standstill.

The trajectory of the five rusty broadswords suddenly stopped, and the five Zhang Xianguang also fell into a pause.

However, in the world of red light, which was as rich as blood, there were a few more subtle cracks at the same time, and the old big knife tore the red light, and it was still slashing down at an extremely slow speed.

The ghost was torn a little by the old big knife, but it didn't help the five Zhang Xianguang who had come to a standstill, and they were still stagnant.

Yang Jian discovered this phenomenon, the nine ghost eyes on his body rotated restlessly, and without hesitation, the seventh ghost eye was superimposed, and a richer red light emerged from him.

The seventh layer of the ghost snake opens, and he can restart himself for a few seconds, while also avoiding the stagnant spirit of the sixth layer of the ghost dragon, and can move in it for a few seconds.

Ghost Shift.

Yang Jian disappeared from the spot, and the end of the golden spear coffin full of cracks easily pierced the body of the first Zhang Xianguang.

Only two seconds have passed since this happened.

The red light dissipates.

Yang Jian disappeared, and at the same time, Zhang Xianguang, who was holding a knife, also disappeared.

Four rusty old knives slashed down, the double doors of the sales hall collapsed, the sand and gravel flew, the exquisite tiles on the walls suddenly shattered and fell, and even the edge of the wall was torn out a deep crack.

However, the cold atmosphere that does not seem to be alive is pervasive, and the sales hall is rapidly returning to its original state.

The next moment.

"Bang."

A loud bang shook out.

A rusty coffin nail flew out of the sales hall, and suddenly pierced directly through the second Zhang Xianguang's head, nailing it to the ground.

After being confined by the coffin nails, Zhang Xianguang's body quickly decayed and turned into a pool of cold black foam.

The ghost almost suppressed the quota of 5 and suppressed one Zhang Xianguang, and the sudden heartbeat struck, and the curse of the ghost heart will die took effect, killing the third Zhang Xianguang.

Liang Xingyang would not stupidly expose himself to the attack range of the old big knife, and remotely killed two Zhang Xianguang at once.

"Coffin nails!"

The fourth Zhang Xianguang's eyes lit up, looked at the rusty nails nailed to a puddle of black foam, and rushed over quickly.

If he can grab the coffin nail, he will have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

However.

He immediately felt a tremendous force hit him, causing him to fall to the ground with a heavy weight.

His body was rapidly decaying, and he looked down slightly, and saw a cracked golden spear running through his body, which then turned into a puddle of cold black foam.

In the end, Zhang Xianguang couldn't help but retreat, but his eyes were guarded, and he also realized the terrifying nature of the ghost, and his heart sank.

The other party took the advantage of the ghost snake to the extreme, and did not give them any powerful ghosts at all.

Soon, a powerful unsolvable suppressive spirit descended, leaving him unable to move. A blackened and stiff ghost hand appeared out of thin air, twisting the neck of the last Zhang Xianguang.

The red light flashed away.

"But that's it."

Yang Jian walked out of the ghost snake and pulled out the cracked golden spear from the ground, which was violent, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Liang Xingyang appeared out of thin air, reached out and grabbed it, and took back the coffin nail nailed to the ground.

He looked at the five old big knives that also turned into foam with a gloomy gaze, and said calmly: "The five Zhang Xianguang are just supernatural things that have been restarted, and their strength is too single, and they don't even have ghosts. But it's time to liquidate, Yang Jian, you use the ghost to find a place where Zhang Xianguang is hiding. ”

The range of the red light ghost snake is very large, easily covering half of the city, and under the shroud of the ghost dragon, everything will be exposed to the sight of the ghost eye, unlike other ghost dragons that can only be vaguely sensed.

As long as the real Zhang Xianguang did not leave the scene in advance and stayed in Dachang City, he would be found out by the ghost eye sooner or later.

"Okay."

Yang Jian was covered in red light, and after completing the ghost shadow, the ghost shadow controlled the ghost eye, and the use of the four-layer ghost snake did not have the restlessness of the ghost eye at all. Coupled with the suppression quota of the three ghosts of the ghost hand, as long as you bear the price of the ghost eye recovery restlessness, the seven-layer ghost snake can also be easily opened.

The red light spread out at an incredible speed, and the ghost quickly enveloped half of the city.

"It turned out to be nearby." Yang Jian muttered in a low voice, and Zhang Xianguang was found in the picture transmitted back by the ghost eye.

Liang Xingyang put away Huanggang Village, let the red light take him to change his position, and the two went to a residential building on the edge of Guanjiang Community.

"The corpse oil lamp is restarted, the medium that only appears in the light, the attack of the old private school against consciousness, the rusty old big knife."

This information was compiled and shared with Yang Jian.

"Although the Devil's Dream Dog is lodged in you, it has not yet awakened, and if you are attacked by the consciousness side, the consequences will be serious." Liang Xingyang thought for a moment, "I replaced the ghost and incarnated in Huanggang Village, consciousness is everywhere, even if I fall into the ghost school, it doesn't matter, I can get out by changing my identity and restarting." ”

"Call if you need help."

Yang Jian's cold reason allowed him to make the right decision quickly, he was not proficient in this aspect of the supernatural, if he rashly helped, it would be a disadvantage.

"Okay."

Liang Xingyang didn't hold it up and agreed.

The wind howled, and illusory buildings emerged around him, and an eerie black and white village began to descend into reality.

Villagers were guided by the building and surrounded the building.

Liang Xingyang's figure disappeared in a flash and disappeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes.

In an apartment bedroom on the second floor of a residential building.

The corpse oil lamps that were embedded in the walls and burned constantly emitting a dim and yellowish light were suddenly blown out by the strange wind with the strong smell of corpses.

Immediately afterward, the black and white areas spread in.

The light medium was blocked and disappeared, and the five hazy blurred shadows wriggling on the wall failed to restart and disappeared.

At this time, the sun was shining, and even though the curtains were closed and the five oil lamps were lost, the bedroom was not plunged into complete darkness.

Zhang Xianguang's body had partially disappeared, and it looked blurry, as if he was trying to blend into the darkness.

"Since you're here, why don't you come out and meet up?"

Zhang Xianguang's face was extremely calm, without sadness or joy, holding a real old big knife in his hand, as if he had long expected this to happen.

Needle drops can be heard.

The wind around was getting stronger and stronger, and the smell of corpses was getting stronger and stronger, and the ghosts affected reality, and the room was weathered into powder.

This residential building is about to collapse, it has been tilted into a forty-five degree angle, there is no building to block it, and the sun's rays will abolish Zhang Xianguang's strength.

Zhang Xianguang's face changed slightly, a look of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and the five oil lamps were taken back.

A dim path that winds and turns out of nowhere, appeared behind him,

See this scene.

Liang Xingyang's figure appeared out of thin air, suddenly remembered something, gritted his teeth and said, "The road to the ghost post office!" ”

After the death of the administrator Zhang Xianguang, he subconsciously thought that Zhang Xianguang's involvement with the ghost post office had been broken, but he didn't expect that Zhang Xianguang, who was resurrected by this oil painting, also had the ability to influence the ghost post office.

He tried to dispel the winding path with ghostly winds and black and white areas, but failed.

The ghost of the black and white Huanggang Village is suppressing and invading Zhang Xianguang's consciousness without solution, trying to replace it, but it has not worked, and it should not be able to break through the blockade of the old private school.

Ghost post office on the road.

"If the plan you've been preparing for decades fails, I'm not going to give up." Zhang Xianguang looked at him deeply, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

He was lured by the ghost post office, and the person had already left, and his body seemed to be still here, but in fact he was very far away.

Liang Xingyang's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "The next time we meet, you can't escape." ”

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