Dachang City.

A gloomy and cold atmosphere permeated, and an invisible road stretched to the sales hall of the Guanjiang community.

The light bulb snorted as if it had been disturbed by an unknown distraction, and even the lights kept flickering, as if some kind of signal had appeared.

"Bang!"

An incomparably heavy golden statue slammed into the floor of the hall, cracking a few cracks in the white tiles, and a loud sound echoed through the hall.

Liang Xingyang's figure then appeared.

The lieutenant upstairs quickly ran down when he heard the voice, looking curiously at the extra golden statue with a puzzled face.

Liang Xingyang quickly explained the situation, and his face sank: "Time is urgent, I need you to help me take care of this statue." ”

A trace of consternation flashed on the captain's face, and then he nodded heavily: "Boss, don't worry, leave it to me, I promise to guard the statue." ”

At the same time, his heart was inevitably heavy, he didn't expect so many things to happen in a short period of time. Not only was Yin Yang Street buried, but Yang Jian was also turned into a statue and fell into the hands of the captain.

"Don't worry, according to my estimates, we still have a good chance of winning." Liang Xingyang comforted him a little, and then said no more.

He walked to the safe house on the second floor and brought out the ghost mirror shrouded in black cloth.

He knew that Elder Qin could drive away the ghost ship, but only if the ghost ship did not have a captain. Otherwise, the front foot drove the ghost ship away, and when Qin Lao died, the captain secretly drove back, and the situation did not change at all.

Therefore, in addition to retrieving the statue of Yang Jian, the captain must also be imprisoned, and to do all this, he must have a strong enough supernatural power.

Only by fusing ten mirror ghosts can his strength be greatly improved, so as to truly defeat the captain.

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and he released the wishing ghost in the mirror space, and under the influence of the replacement mechanism, he reverted to the mirror ghost.

He put his hand on the body of the wishing ghost, and a silver luster appeared, spreading rapidly, and the real space seemed to be sunken, sucking the dead wishing ghost into it, forming a supernatural mirror.

The white and misty ghost domain spreads, allowing two ordinary people to leave a mirror image in front of the ghost mirror, and then transfer the two mirror ghosts out.

A silvery sheen emerges, imprisoned in two psychic mirrors.

Each mirror ghost has a different supernatural space, so there is no way to escape the supernatural mirror's captivity.

After doing all this, he took out the yellow envelope from the post office.

When he opened the letter and pulled out the black letter paper, a large amount of black smoke immediately appeared, and in the smoke, a winding path was condensed, opening the way to the post office.

This is a means of retreat from the post office, and you can go directly to the ghost post office by stepping on this path.

Liang Xingyang glanced back at the senior lieutenant: "If I don't come back, you can return the statue to the headquarters." ”

Even if he executed a plan through the illusory world and found a loophole, it was difficult to ensure the security of the solution.

This time it was not only to save Yang Jian, but also to block the Ark Project, but also for himself, after losing the war, the spirit could not suppress the formation of an avalanche, and every snowflake would not be spared.

Lieutenant couldn't see the way to the post office, and his face was deeply worried.

Liang Xingyang put away the three supernatural mirrors and set foot on the road to the post office.

As they got closer, the neon lights on the signboard of the Ghost Game Bureau kept flickering, emitting red and green lights.

Walking through the glass revolving door, he was once again in the lobby of the post office.

It doesn't feel eerie at all when you walk in, the bright lights and modern facilities dilute the terrifying atmosphere, but there is a certain cold atmosphere that surrounds the place, which is different from reality all year round.

As a ghost master, you can immediately feel some kind of supernatural suppression in it, this is the suppression of the ghost domain, although it is not as terrifying as the yin and yang realm, but the ghost snake under the five-layer strength of the ghost eye will be restricted and cannot be used.

The light next to the sofa suddenly dimmed, and a figure in a black robe appeared out of thin air, silently turning his head to look at Liang Xingyang.

Liang Wensong groaned: "Is there anything you need my help with?" ”

"I'm here to carry out the plan of the human skin, and in case of an accident, the ghost post office can be calmed."

Liang Xingyang's eyes flashed with determination, and he had to tell the story of what had happened in the past few days again, and at the same time also said the plan of the human skin.

Liang Wensong was silent for a moment before he said slowly: "This plan sounds very dangerous, if it fails, you will disappear." ”

"As long as the risks and benefits are equal, take a risk." Liang Xingyang looked directly at him, "I need you to help me." ”

The two have long lost the difference between the main body and the doppelganger, and Liang Wensong became an independent individual after inheriting the post office. He chose to come to the post office to implement the plan, and he completely trusted the other party.

"Good!" Liang Wensong did not hesitate and responded.

Suddenly, a cold aura began to fill the air.

The whole building seemed to wake up, emitting a slight shaking, the bright lights became dim, the glass revolving door of the ghost post office gradually disappeared, and all the windows were blurred, replaced by walls.

The ghost post office is completely blocked, and no entry or exit is allowed.

Liang Xingyang was also preparing, scarlet blood was flowing from his feet, leaving a pool of blood on the floor.

The pool of blood was tumbling and bubbling at the moment, as if something was floating up.

Whoa......

The blood rolled for a moment, and several strange pieces floated up. A wooden spiritual seat with a black and white posthumous photo, and a few mutilated ghost limbs.

Liang Xingyang's face was calm, and he picked up the spiritual seat.

Those few mutilated ghost limbs belonged to the dismembered ghost show, and the blood-stained limbs were supernatural and ineffective, so there was no sound of drama.

He picked out the limbs of the ghost girl corpse from the pool of blood and threw them all into the mirror space to be temporarily imprisoned.

Inside, the blood stained on the mutilated limbs faded away, like a patchwork of building blocks, and once again transformed into a female corpse in a beautiful costume and peach-colored makeup.

Thick darkness spreads, and ethereal and eerie drama reverberates.

The mirror space is isolated from sound, so that the supernatural cannot spread.

This time.

Liang Xingyang's eyes flickered, and he released the two mirror ghosts in the supernatural mirror.

The white ghost spreads, revealing the mirror ghost that does not exist in reality, which is the figure of two men in casual clothes who exude a cold aura all over their bodies.

Meanwhile.

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground rang out.

Liang Xingyang walked out with the appearance of a mirror ghost's tall phantom, and a richer aura permeated, and his tall body gave people a strange sense of oppression.

Looking down, with a squinting momentum.

The two silver slaps kept rubbing, turning the two mirror ghosts into a squirming cold aura, and then swallowed it in one gulp!

Liang Wensong couldn't witness everything, and his white sight cut off prying eyes.

The spirit ghost in his hand was very quiet, and under the suppression of the rotten spirit, it seemed to fall into silence.

The next moment.

The white ghost shrank, and the thick coldness suddenly approached.

"Pedal Pedal ~"

A tall figure came to him, like a giant looking down on the little man, and the cold aura was thick to a certain limit, and he handed him the spiritual position in his hand at the right time.

Liang Wensong had a tacit understanding, took over the spiritual position with both hands, made sure that the black and white posthumous photo showed Liang Xingyang's appearance, and slowly walked away.

At this time, the tall phantom sent the spiritual position in his hand as if it was frozen, maintaining a posture of overlooking.

Suddenly.

Rays of silver light emerged, engulfing it.

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