There was a shadow walking on the wall, as if an invisible person was walking in the lobby, leaving a shadow.

It's a projection.

However, as soon as the ghost walked in, the bodies of everyone in the lobby were blurry and distorted.

The terrifying eerie figure kept moving around the walls, looking for the shadowed living in the lobby.

Shadows cannot emerge, they can only exist in the form of shadows. However, at a certain distance, powerful supernatural beings will affect nearby people, turning them into figures on walls.

Liang Xingyang did not panic at all, and opened the black paper umbrella in his hand, and a drop of rain seeped out from the cracks in the tiles of the lobby roof.

Yang Jian watched everything with ghost eyes, the scarlet light spread out, and the ghosting superimposed by the five ghost eyes was densely packed, and the red light pulled Yang Xiaohua, Eagle, Da Qiang, and Wang Feng into the five layers of ghosts.

The figure on the wall was unable to penetrate the fifth-story ghost snake of the Ghost Eye, and it failed, did not find the target of the attack, and remained in the lobby to wander.

And at this time, there was another figure in the patio.

A highly decomposed corpse dressed in black and covered in mud walked into the lobby.

Perhaps it wasn't accurate to walk, but the corpse barely moved, as if someone was pushing and walking behind it, and its posture was stiff.

"Yang Jian, the heels of the corpse are padded."

Yang Xiaohua trembled, but suddenly spoke.

Yang Jian had already discovered that the ghost looked over, this rotting corpse was walking on tiptoes, and the real ghost might be hidden behind this rotting corpse.

The red light spreads out.

Behind the decomposing corpse, a flat, blurred humanoid silhouette was clinging to it, and even the ghost's eyes could not detect the appearance of this terrible ghost.

"Yang Jian, the illusory figure that covered his eyes also moved, and the ghost came in." Wang Feng said in a deep voice.

In the spread of red light, the illusory figure was dyed red by the red light, and became a scarlet figure.

However, at this moment, it seemed that some kind of killing law was triggered, and the ghost ran quickly towards Yang Jian.

As the ghost runs, the gap between his fingers opens and gradually reveals his empty eye sockets, and this powerful supernatural even affects the ghost of the ghost eye.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he was waiting for the battle, and the cracked spear was raised by him in a throwing posture.

The ghost's body is not shown in reality, but once it starts attacking the living, it will be exposed, and the coffin nail will be able to touch it and kill it.

The eagle's terrifying voice sounded immediately after: "Yang Jian, the female corpse of the marionette has also found us." ”

The female corpse looked like she was dead, her face was distorted, full of pain, as if she was a ghost rider before she was alive, and her body bones were broken inch by inch by the ghost during the recovery of the ghost, and now she is led by this invisible ghost and has become a parasitic puppet.

Yang Jian held his breath and condensed, the ghost eyes watched the two ghosts running towards him, the ghost disappeared, lit a ghost candle like blood poured, and the coffin nail in his hand was thrown out by him, the target was the ghost who covered his eyes.

Because the illusory figure had become solid, the fingers on the hand were released to reveal empty eye sockets.

The next moment.

A little candle burst at the ghost candle, and the miserable green flame exploded instantly, like a basin of cold water poured into hot oil.

The ghost candle burned out for a short time, after all, it was made of the fusion of twenty ghost candles.

"This level of consumption can basically be concluded to be a death-bound type of supernatural attack."

Just as Yang Jian observed with a solemn gaze, the cracked spear pierced through the powerful ghost staring at the figure, nailing it to the ground, unable to move.

He seized the brief moment and successfully restrained this terrible ghost with a coffin nail.

Immediately followed.

The female corpse of the marionette stretched out her arm covered with corpse spots, and when she looked closely, the five fingers of her palm were as thin as nails, attacking the person in the green candlelight.

Boom.

The flame of the ghost candle instantly expanded, and the explosive flames blocked the attack of the ghost.

The marionette girl corpse seemed to be burned by the firelight at this time, and quickly retracted her hand, but the blind white eyes kept staring at Yang Xiaohua in the candlelight.

Yang Xiaohua didn't dare to look directly at the ghost, shrank her head in horror, and hid behind Yang Jian without saying a word.

"It seems that Yang Xiaohua triggered the law of killing, as long as there is this scarlet candle, before it is consumed, the ghost will not be able to hurt us at all." Wang Feng's eyes flickered, looking at the ghost candle in Yang Jian's hand, his breathing couldn't help but become a little short.

Yang Jian glanced at him coldly: "Don't think about what you shouldn't do, otherwise I will throw you out of the range of candlelight." ”

Wang Feng hurriedly shook his head: "I don't have that kind of thought. ”

He couldn't snatch the ghost candle from a ghost rider, could he gamble on the ghost dice?

Relying on a supernatural item to kill a top ghost rider doesn't seem realistic to think about, in the hands of this kind of person, he won't even have a chance to make a move, and he will be killed immediately.

Yang Jian may be right, he has a mind that he shouldn't have started, which will kill him.

The other side.

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved, holding a black paper umbrella, but the rain flowing under his feet was blown to the feet of the rotting corpse by the strong wind, and a reflection shrouded in black veil in the stagnant water invaded the past.

The ghost walked on tiptoe, with a flat, dark outline attached to its back, but as soon as the ghost touched the stagnant water, the black veil shrouded the reflection to connect to the ghost and try to assimilate it.

The rotting corpses were roaming the lobby, unprepared for the stagnant water that was about to flow beneath their feet.

And yet at this very moment.

A strange thing happened.

The flowing stagnant water seemed to be stepped on by an invisible person and suppressed in place, and a strange figure immediately appeared on the water.

"Huh?"

Liang Xingyang's face was stunned.

The shadow projected on the wall actually ran into his stagnant water!

This strange figure and the reflection shrouded in black veil, incomparably coincidentally contacted, connected to each other.

The reflection shrouded in black veil came into contact with the strange figure, and the supernatural began to compete, and the supernatural entangled with each other, and an incredibly fierce conflict broke out.

Ripples rippled in the water, and the reflections and strange figures shrouded in black veils were invading each other's bodies, as if they were overlapping each other, unable to be separated.

Something even weirder happened.

Across the water, the supernatural power that can shadow people unexpectedly broke through the isolation of the black paper umbrella and affected his body.

His body was pulled by a spirit, showing signs of erosion, and it was about to turn into a vague projection.

The hands were disappearing, turning into inky shadows, and the black paper umbrella had no support and fell straight to the ground. The feet are also disappearing, as if they are about to melt into the ground and become a shadow.

And in the stagnant water, the strange figure is shrouded in layers of black veil, and it is also eroded by the fierce ghosts shrouded in the black veil, and the supernatural is competing, and the result is not divided into high and low, forming a delicate balance.

But in reality, there was an accident.

Liang Xingyang was shocked in his heart, his body was being shadowed at an incredible speed, and from the neck down was turning into a rich black shadow on the ground, and on top of a pool of black shadows, only half of his head was finally exposed.

Even the body of the starving ghost that he replaced could not resist this supernatural erosion, and was turning into a shadow.

The spirit of ghost blood is interfering and fighting, but it can't help him get out of this projection state, and the shadowed part will be restored.

Liang Xingyang's heart sank, and he gave up blocking, planning to touch the powerful ghosts that could not be touched in reality after being completely shadowed, and then solve the powerful ghosts.

The supernatural is eroding, entangled too deeply, those two ghosts will definitely divide a winner, the winner will control the loser, and he has the opportunity to be a third party, and the end is all-or-all.

Yang Jian's eyes widened, and the ghost eyes watched this unbelievable scene.

Wang Feng, Daqiang, and the three of them were also scared silly, who would have thought that the omnipotent Liang Xingyang would end up before them?

Yang Xiaohua trembled, this kind of top character was broken, did she really have a chance to get out of the ancient mansion?

After a brief shock, Yang Jian blew out the ghost candle in his hand in one go.

In an instant, the red light of the ghost eyes skyrocketed, the six-layer ghost snake was raging, everything fell into a state of stagnation, and even Liang Xingyang, who only had half a head left, became much slower in the speed at which he continued to be shadowed.

The seventh ghost eye stacks.

Yang Jian hid in the seven-layer ghost ghost, avoided the stagnant spirit of the sixty percent ghost snake, came to the position of the blind-covered ghost and drew out the golden spear, and did not trigger the medium through the ghost, but directly used the knife to split the blind-eyed ghost who was in stagnation into two halves.

The next second.

He came up to the marionette and split the terrifying ghost in half.

The seven-layer ghost snake dissipated, and the six-layer ghost snake was also lifted at the same time, reducing it to the fifth layer of the ghost snake.

The ringing curse of the music box began to invade Wang Feng's mind.

"Hold that ghost!"

Yang Jian looked indifferent, holding a cracked spear, and his body was shrouded in an inexplicable majesty, which made people tremble.

The eerie ringing of the music box reverberates, seemingly never-ending.

Wang Feng broke away from his stunned state, nodded with a complicated expression, took out the ghost dice, and played a supernatural game with the powerful ghost behind the severely decomposed corpse.

The red light flashed away.

Yang Jian looked anxious, didn't look at the two suppressed places lost in the hands of the ghost, and the figure disappeared in a flash and came to Liang Xingyang's side.

And yet the next moment.

Liang Xingyang didn't have time to say a word, and the remaining half of his head flowed to the ground like ink, and the whole person was completely reduced to a shadow, reflected in the stagnant water on the ground.

And after he turned into a shadow, he found that he was also conscious, but his mouth was open, but no sound came out.

He frowned, stretched out his finger and pointed to the red coffin in the lobby, regardless of whether Yang Jian understood it or not, he desperately threw himself towards the overlapping shadows entangled in the stagnant water.

A pitch-black mouth opened, and in an unreasonable amplitude, the head had been pulled and deformed, but it still swallowed the two overlapping shadows into it.

After Liang Xingyang swallowed the two powerful ghosts, his stomach instantly bulged into a ball, and then quickly subsided.

The shadow that Liang Xingyang turned into became even darker, and even the outline of his facial features was disappearing, like a puddle of ink, and the humanoid silhouette body was strangely pulled by some kind of spirit, and there seemed to be three shadows overlapping on it.

"Use the devouring and digesting ability of the hungry ghost to break through the dilemma, but after being eroded into a projection, it is equivalent to falling into the home field of that powerful ghost, whether the ability of the hungry ghost can continue to exist is two words."

"The supernatural entanglement is too deep, if you fail to control it, you can only save everything by opening the range and restarting it! However, I can't open the eight-story ghost snake yet, so I have to rely on the help of other things. ”

Yang Jian forced himself to calm down, and at the same time took the ghost's gaze away from the overlapping reflections in the stagnant water, and turned his head to peer at the red coffin. However, Scarlet couldn't see through the coffin to see the corpse lying inside.

Corpse!

There's a way.

Under Yang Jian's body, darkness gathered, and a tall black shadow slowly stood up from the ground. The shadow face actually had a strange face, a face painted with blood, and that face was exactly the same as Yang Jian, lifelike, as if it had been rubbed on.

A ghost figure with a human face mask stood up, holding a cracked spear, an eerie aura permeating the body, and a tall body giving people a powerful sense of oppression.

Using the ghost shadow to control Zhang Dong's corpse is enough to open the eighth layer of ghost snake and restart everything.

Merely.

In the rippled water, overlapping reflections swayed.

Will Liang Xingyang finally succeed in digesting the ghosts? Or failure, devoured by the shadow ghost, reduced to a shadow forever?

No one knows.

Five minutes passed quietly.

The condolences are over, and the ghost feast on the fifth day officially begins.

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