One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The effect of the six-layer ghost stagnation became worse and worse, and all the kings broke free from the supernatural restraints on their bodies and initially regained their mobility.

"Ah......h

The killer let out a miserable scream, and after the whole person was dismembered in half by the wood knife along with the ghost, he quickly stopped moving.

The six-layer ghost snake is still maintained, and Yang Jian has been restarting himself at no cost, and he is free to move in the ghost snake without being affected.

The banker's face changed: "Damn, why is this captain so strong!" ”

"There's something wrong with this guy, he can carry my soul hook lock."

The prison warden's face was very bad at this time, his black and white striped prison uniform was rusting, and it was not easy to maintain the supernatural place of the prison to block the invasion of the ghost lake, and he was suffering from the erosion of the ghosts.

"My attack was stopped by a vicious dog, and I will try my best to deal with that big dog later, I guess I won't be able to help you."

The pianist sitting in front of the black piano suddenly opened his eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse, like a ghost whispering.

And when he opened his eyes, countless roars of vicious dogs sounded around him, and he quickly closed his eyes and used all his mind to deal with it.

On the other side, the captain stood up in a strange posture, looking numb, and did not speak.

The dying spirit came and went as fast as he could, and he had regained his ability to move.

The gravedigger picks up the dagger that fell into the grave, a supernatural weapon that originally belonged to the codename Killer King, and now falls into his hands.

He said with a gloomy face: "This guy can restart, if we don't restrain his restart, we can't consume him at all." ”

He looked down at the wound on his wrist that had not yet healed, and the palm that had been plucked off by the ghost had not yet healed.

The banker's face was solemn: "Restart, this time I will assist you, I can block his spirit." ”

Just as the kings were communicating rapidly, a loud bang rang out suddenly, attracting their attention.

"Bang."

Yang Jian did not stop moving, and the spear in his hand was thrown out by him as a javelin, flying towards the sky.

It's just that the spear didn't fly long, as if it had hit a hard iron plate, and it fell down with a loud bang.

This supernatural place called the prison covers Whitewater, and it has been perfectly sealed to a certain extent.

Not only could the ghost lake and the six-story ghost snake not be able to break through, but even the supernatural items could not fly out, and the current Baishui Town seemed to have become an ironclad cage.

Yang Jian took back the spear through the ghost, and thought about countermeasures frantically in his mind: "No, I still have a chance." Baishui Town is a special place, every morning at six o'clock in the morning, it will meet with the ghost county, and when the ghost county town and the prison collide violently, then you can take the opportunity to leave. ”

However, there were still more than ten hours before six o'clock the next morning. It is almost impossible to hold out for more than ten hours under the continuous attacks of six kings.

Although the killer was cut down by him, the killer himself is an alien and it won't take long to recover from the dismemberment.

The ghost lake could not be contacted, and it did not carry a gold container, so it could not be divided and divided.

The rusty coffin nails were ready to be used at any time and couldn't be used to restrain the killer all the time, so he had to give up the idea of limiting.

"Whirring ......"

Rusty iron hooks were hurled at him with a cracking sound, and the other end of the chain was grasped, and the warden attacked in impatience.

As the effect of the six-layer ghost stagnation is getting worse and worse, the second round of attacks is coming!

"Bang."

The heavy barrel of the gun collided with the iron hook.

This collision was immediately followed by a creepy scream.

The iron hook with the ability to hook souls is very dangerous, but the imbalance stored in the gun, the law of killing if hit is even more terrifying.

After a brief collision, the two supernatural items immediately separated the winner.

The iron hook showed a large rust peeling off, and it was forced to fly back by the spear.

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly closed, closed the six-layer ghost snake, and then opened it in an instant, and reopened the six-layer ghost snake.

The stagnant supernatural spread out again.

But the kings seem to be worried about the fate of the killer and are prepared in advance.

The captain was shrouded in darkness, shielded from the influence of the six-layered ghost.

The gravedigger fell into a bottomless grave hole.

The banker tossed out a large number of green banknotes, and the eerie glow from the flying banknotes blocked the ghost's vision, and the six-layer ghost snake was torn through a gap, and it was unable to affect the area near him.

Money covers your eyes.

He was also stunned, but he didn't expect to restrain the other party's ghost.

The prison warden had no means of restraint, so he could only rely on his own supernatural powers. However, the banker reacted and spilled a large amount of banknotes to relieve him of some of the pressure.

On the other side, the pianist's eyes are closed and he is asleep, but his fingers are still playing the piano music.

It was only after being stopped by the red light that the speed of the finger playing slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, the piano music was intermittent, and the roar of vicious dogs came from near the pianist.

Suddenly.

A darkness rushed towards Yang Jian like a big wave, and it was the captain who took the lead.

"Hook the soul."

The warden let out a low roar, endured the severe pain, pulled out the longer iron chain from the flesh, and threw the iron hook in his hand heavily, so fast that he came first.

"To you, all to you, anyway, it's a lot of money."

The banker's expression was distorted at this moment, as if he had fallen into a nightmare, and he muttered unconsciously, took out a large handful of green banknotes from his money bag, and walked towards Yang Jian.

The green banknotes flying in the sky tore the red light, and the banknotes were like life, sticking towards Yang Jian's body.

The gravedigger moved, and a dark and deep tomb hole appeared at Yang Jian's feet, and a ghostly palm stretched out from it.

"You can't always defend passively, you have to fight back when you have the chance."

Yang Jian's eyes turned slightly, and most of his mind was on the captain, who wanted to nail the captain with a coffin nail to solve the biggest threat to him on the field.

Nine ghost eyes locked.

Yang Jian saw more than two dozen strange souls in sailor suits from the darkness, and these souls wandered in the darkness, guarding the captain.

The distance between the two sides came to ten meters.

One of the scarlet ghosts on Yang Jian's body stared at the incoming iron hook, and he swung his cracked spear to knock the iron hook flying again.

Six meters.

The white-gold eyes on Yang Jian's forehead opened suddenly, and the pure cyan fire wave temporarily prevented the flying banknotes from approaching.

Three meters.

A terrifying suction enveloped him, causing him to fall irrepressibly towards the grave beneath him. The amazing pulling force is not a simple force, but the gravity of the supernatural level.

But the next second.

He moved.

The spear had been thrown, and after piercing the souls of four or five sailors, it hit the captain in the darkness with precision and speed.

The captain was only a part of the Ghost Ship Captain's source, a part of his body used to act, and immediately fell silent after being pierced by rusty coffin nails.

"Boom!"

After throwing the spear, Yang Jian's body lost control and was suddenly pulled into the bottomless tomb.

"Whoa~"

The green banknotes, unblocked by the waves of fire, swooped down towards the entrance of the tomb like a cold hurricane.

And Yang Jian, who fell into the tomb, was pounced on by a ghost covered with rancid mud at this time, entangled, and was covered with a large number of flying banknotes, and he lost control of his body for a short time, and fell deeper uncontrollably.

After a while.

"He's finished, and no one will be able to escape from the hole I filled."

The gravedigger crawled out of the hole and stepped on it so hard that it was strangely flattened.

That wasn't enough, and he kept on stepping on it.

The killer came over with a pale face and understood everything.

He had just recovered from the dismemberment, and when he saw Yang Jian being killed, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"That guy is really tough, if it weren't for the iron determination to deal with the captain, we probably won't have a chance to kill him." The warden said in a heavy tone, "By the way, get the captain out of here, he's still nailed." ”

The banker approached the captain and looked at the cracked spear at a loss for what to do.

The spear has a terrible curse on it, and rash contact is likely to be attacked.

"I'll come."

The warden dragged the hook and tried to hook the cracked spear up.

However, before he could make a move, the gravedigger suddenly screamed.

Wisps of scarlet blood came out of the trampled tomb, no, it wasn't blood, it was a scarlet light that was spreading out at an incredible speed.

The eighth layer of ghosts, restart everything.

Time is turning back in the vicinity, and the illusory scene is rapidly reversing.

Time goes back to three minutes ago.

Yang Jian appeared strangely in mid-air, his eyes glaring at the stunned kings.

After the red light fades.

Only the captain who was nailed to death by the coffin nail did not move, because the ghost who was restricted by the coffin nail was not affected by the restart.

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