A war between the two sides is on the verge of breaking out.

The holes in the hallway that looked like deep pits were devouring the invisible ghosts.

Any ghost figure will disappear after falling into the doorway, and the iron wall composed of supernatural spirits will collapse violently, and a large number of powerful ghost figures will disappear, and the attack of dense footsteps will suddenly stop under the blockage of the doorway.

And the entanglement of the two powerful spirits did not last long, and the winner was immediately separated after a short collision.

A deep and dark doorway continued to collapse out, spreading towards the manor lord in the corridor, obviously the combination of the ghost gate and the ghost post office was more powerful.

The manor lord's eyes shrank suddenly, and his face was ugly.

The ghost riders he had hunted were dwindling at an alarming rate, falling into the terrible doorway and heading somewhere.

If he stays, he could really die here.

This mysterious ghost rider is too terrifying.

Fog.

The lord of the manor did not dare to explore the reality of the doorway underneath, and a black fog quickly poured out of his body, and then the thick fog spread, swallowing in all directions.

In the black mist, the dense ghost figure once again walked out, such a rich accumulation shows that the ghost riders that this manor lord has hunted are simply innumerable, and the degree of bloodiness is needless to say.

The dark fog blocked everything, and the dense ghost figures blocked the doorway that was already close at hand, buying the manor owner time to escape.

Seeing this, Liang Wensong put down his hand knocking on the door, the thick fog obscured the manor lord's body, and the situation was not very clear, making him hesitate to open the last move now and completely establish his own victory.

"If you hesitate, you will lose!"

Liang Xingyang's indifferent voice seemed to float from afar, but it was followed by an even more terrifying heartbeat.

"Puff ......"

In the thick fog, the manor lord's face was gloomy, he was holding a black cane, his steps were fast, and there were many powerful ghosts around him, intending to escape from the castle secretly with the help of the black fog.

But the next moment.

The strange heartbeat sound of the three layers rushed into the black fog, crushing a part of the black fog, and the powerful spirit penetrated through the black fog, and the sound spread wantonly in it.

Dull, depressing, and terrifying, it vibrates with the sound of a heartbeat that spreads throughout the castle.

When the manor lord heard the uneasiness in his heart, he suddenly felt a strange feeling of weakness begin to spread throughout his body, and at the same time, a feeling of palpitations spread from his heart, and the dying spirit suddenly attacked, and he had to press the black cane hard to barely keep his body from falling.

"Damn it!"

The manor lord's face was filled with a rich dead gray, but he reacted quickly, and a hoarse roar came out of his shriveled mouth, but a certain sense of weakness in his body did not disappear.

But fortunately, he withstood the deathly supernatural attack.

Suddenly.

"Ah~"

Six screams rang out.

The six powerful ghost figures around him collapsed in an instant, and the supernatural was all wiped out.

The coiled figure of the ghost always protects the lord of the manor, and the wall formed blocks the supernatural power of the ghost heart to suppress the six ghosts.

But the change hasn't stopped.

A dim heart quietly emerged from the hearts of the densely packed, and invisible, many powerful ghost figures, which belonged to the derivative heart of the ghost heart.

"Bang bang..."

The sound of heartbeat echoed, resonating at the same frequency, and the spirits of the dead came, and many powerful ghost figures exploded and shattered.

The lord of the manor roared hoarsely, his face changed again and again, and he felt a huge aura of death pressing on his heart, and he couldn't even care about the black mist ghost that was knocked out, and hurriedly used another spirit in his body to counter the threat in his heart.

The derivative heart thumped, but countless tiny pitch-black palms emerged, holding hands, connected to each other, and the converging power easily crushed the derivative heart.

The manor lord's judgment was right, interrupting the curse, and at the same time cutting off the quota of the six ghosts that could not be suppressed.

"What is this?"

The lord of the manor was horrified to find that he had thought that the terrible curse would be interrupted after crushing his heart, but he did not expect that a pool of scarlet blood would be left in his heart.

A hideous grimace emerged from the squirming of scarlet blood, the ghost's blood roared silently, and blood kept gurgling out of its mouth, and it had a tendency to drown him in the more and more it squirmed.

What's even more bizarre is that countless tiny palms like unborn babies tried in vain to take away the ghost blood, but they were invalidated by the ghost blood and erased.

The suppression of ghost blood has been formed.

The lord of the manor was shocked to realize that the weakness of his body was not because of the fragile derivative heart, but because of these strange blood.

Not only was most of his body immobile, but the spirits on his body had been greatly weakened, and now a strong sense of sleepiness echoed in his mind, and he found that he had no means to deal with the resuscitated blood.

"We can talk, just let me go, and the terms are up to you." The lord of the manor forcibly supported himself, not daring to let himself fall into a deep sleep, he did not know the day when he would not wake up once he fell into silence.

A pool of blood swept away some of the stagnant water, and the manor owner's body was sinking into a pool of blood little by little. Ghost blood pressure system, ghosts sleep, heterogeneous is equivalent to ghosts, once you sink into the blood of ghosts, you may not have a chance to see the light of day again.

Countless gray-and-white paper ashes drifted high in the sky, and the cold water of the lake rose little by little, flooding the castle.

The castle was monotonous and lifeless.

No one answered, and the only thing that responded to the Lord of the Horror Manor was silence.

High in the sky.

Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian no longer used the spirit of the ghost lake, and witnessed the high-rise building of the manor castle sinking into the ghost lake.

Inside the castle is a ghost snake, and the scarecrow that was harvested by the lights out is only a part of the ghost snake, and now the whole ghost snake is swallowed into the depths of the lake by the ghost lake and contained.

"I found it in room 25 of the castle, Kelly who navigates nightmares."

A dark ghost spread over, and Liang Wensong appeared beside them grabbing a blonde woman who was falling into a deep sleep.

"You hesitated just now, you made the low-level mistake of fighting between ghost handlers." Liang Xingyang took the initiative to bring up the matter.

He knew that Liang Wensong had just mastered the spirits on his body and had no experience in fighting ghost handlers, but his errors in judgment had to be pointed out.

Liang Wensong did not defend himself, admitting: "I have too little experience, and this time it was my mistake." ”

Ghosts were not his advantage, his vision was obscured by the black fog, he did not choose to act rashly, but he also did not judge that the lord of the manor would escape, which was a major mistake.

If Liang Wensong decisively passes through the infinite superimposed ghost gate, once he opens up the depths of the ghost post office, the terrifying dark aura will permeate the air, and the black fog ghost will not be able to escape the fate of being sent away.

Yang Jian looked sideways and said, "I haven't seen this woman in Nightmare Castle, but I trust the judgment of the ghost cupboard. ”

Liang Wensong said: "Let the vicious dog directly invade this woman's dream, and fight it, you can probably pull Kelly from the Nightmare Castle into the ghost dream world." ”

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, as if he had noticed something at this moment, and his face was a little surprised: "Don't be in a hurry to let the vicious dog control the nightmare, someone is breaking into the world of ghost painting." ”

In the eyes of everyone, the castle, which was mostly swallowed up by the ghost lake, suddenly became a little abnormal, a little unreal, as if it had been painted in an oil painting.

Interior of the castle.

Only one head floating in a pool of blood was left of the terrifying manor lord at this moment was disturbed by some kind of supernatural interference, and his head became a little weird, as if it was drawn by ink.

But the manor lord's eyes were closed, and he had fallen into a complete silence after being controlled by the ghost's blood pressure, and he did not react to this, and still did not wake up. Now, unless you abandon your body, your head will still sink into a pool of blood.

After a while, under the interference of ghost blood, the color of the ink began to fade rapidly.

Liang Xingyang and the three of them came from a high altitude not far from the horror manor, and saw an old drawing board that was placed here by someone at some point.

There is an oil painting on the board of paintings, depicting a castle flooded by a lake, and through a window, a head can be seen floating in a pool of blood.

Only the next moment, the head quietly disappeared from the drawing board and sank into a pool of blood in the painting.

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