Infinite mirrors were superimposed, and the rich silver light spread out from all directions, and the extremely dazzling silver light showed everything around it. 鏴

The ghost mirror was real, the darkness in all directions was dispelled, and above the countless ripples, more and more powerful ghosts began to appear.

If you are really locked in a box and stay with so many ghosts, even the top ghost riders will not be able to survive.

Under the silver light, the environment around the ghost lake suddenly changed, and the silver light made the darkness fade, and the vision became clear again.

As far as the eye could see, the end of the ghost lake was blocked by huge wooden planks on all sides, as if someone had surrounded the lake with wooden planks.

Suddenly.

After the infinitely superimposed silver light was rich to a certain limit, the silver light was fading instead, but there was a feeling of space collapse around it, and at the same time, a strange and ominous aura was permeated.

"Bang dang dang dang ......" ring

The wooden planks covering the sky began to shake, the wooden box could not hold a world, and under the terrible supernatural interference, the lid above the head did not continue to close, but felt like it was being opened.

"This is the world of ghost mirrors?"

Yang Jian's ghost eyes rotated wildly, a little scarlet filled, and the ghost eyes conveyed a feeling of being imprisoned without solution, which was creepy.

Over time, the paranormal confrontation was divided into winners and losers.

The surrounding light suddenly returned to brightness.

Yang Jian's eyes shrank suddenly, and in the sight of the ghost's eyes, a strange person carrying a wooden box appeared on the lake.

At the same time, Ghost Eye's frenzied warning stopped, and the feeling of being imprisoned disappeared. 鏴

The wooden crate was held in a failed manner.

The lid was lifted to the ground and sank into the ghost lake, exposing the thick darkness inside the wooden box.

"Click, click, click......"

Liang Xingyang's face was as usual, standing quietly on the surface of the lake, but the sound of the mirror continuously breaking came from his body, which lasted for a long time.

This is the price of terror paid by competing with each other for the level of terror.

If he was just a ghost mirror, he would have been shattered and completely dead, but the infinite superimposed mirror ghosts had offset the terrifying supernatural conflict.

Yang Jian stared at the ghost, holding the cracked spear in his hand: "Now that everyone is on the ghost lake, the coffin nail should be able to nail the ghost." "Hammer

At this time, Liang Xingyang stopped him and said calmly: "The price of the supernatural conflict is the same, I don't feel good, and this ghost doesn't feel good." The loss of the lid of the box is equivalent to breaking up the puzzle pieces of the wooden box, which seems to have caused some changes. ”

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and he quickly analyzed the situation in his mind.

Ghost Eyes was also restless, spying on another full box next to the ghost merchant.

There is also a wooden box, which also means that the attack that just happened can be done again.

At this moment, the strange man with his head wrapped in black cloth walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, put down the flat pole on his thin shoulders, put the two wooden boxes in place, and then stood motionless in place, and did not attack them again.

The two wooden boxes fell, and there were large ripples on the surface of the lake, but the wooden boxes did not sink to the bottom of the lake, but just put them steadily.

Soon. 鏴

Something even stranger happened, the ghost merchant turned away from the wooden box, stepped on the surface of the lake with his feet stiff, and walked towards the distance step by step.

A glimmer of luster flashed in Liang Xingyang's silver pupils, as if he understood something, he didn't act, and watched the ghost leave indifferently.

The relationship between the ghost merchant and the wooden box gives him the feeling that it is very similar to the ghost cha and the ghost coffin in Huanggang Village.

A complete onicha is a ghost coffin-shaped onicha, and it is impossible to hold the onicha in the onicha, and it is impossible to hold the oni merchant in the wooden box.

This is where the two are similar.

But if you lose the lid of the box, you can't leave so casually, there must be a reason.

"It's not that the ghost has good intentions to let us go, but it can't lift the two wooden boxes anymore, so it has to leave!" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he quickly analyzed the most likely answer, "You broke the supernatural balance of the two wooden boxes, causing the ghost to lack some kind of killing law on its body, so it gave up the attack." "Hammer

Liang Xingyang nodded and said: "The flat pole carried by the ghost should be a supernatural item, and now the weight of the two wooden boxes is unbalanced, so I can't lift the ghosts in the two boxes." ”

It takes skill to pick up the flat burden, even if one side is heavy and the other is light, and the weight is unbalanced, a skilled hand can easily pick up the goods by changing the fulcrum of the flat shoulder. But ghosts do not have the wisdom of the living, they cannot be flexible, and they will never be able to do it.

The ghost left, leaving behind a flat pole, two wooden boxes, and a wind chime. Whoever can pick up these two wooden boxes now may become the next merchant and master the top supernatural power in the Republic of China period. Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and he had a good candidate in his heart.

Liang Xingyang said: "It's too early to say this, supernatural items often carry terrible curses. Before the ghost left the ghost lake, he was imprisoned first. ”

The lake flowed, and the figures of the two melted into the lake, sinking into the lake and disappearing from the place.

Not far from the lake.

The ghost merchant with his head wrapped in black cloth walked towards the shore step by step with heavy steps like a corpse, and in a few more steps, he could successfully land and get out of the ghost lake's supernatural place. 鏴

But the next moment.

A terrible sound of breaking waves rang out.

Beneath the surface of the lake, the cracked spear flew out at an extremely rapid speed, easily piercing through the ghost's body at an oblique upward angle, and the huge inertia of the spear also carried the ghost out of the way for some distance and dragged it to the shore.

The cold water of the lake condenses into two humanoid silhouettes.

Liang Xingyang stepped on the lake water, walked over, slowly stretched out his gradually blackened palm, and took off the black cloth that wrapped the ghost's head.

And without the black cloth, the neck was empty, and there was no head of a corpse at all.

Under the suppression of the ghost, the black cloth on his hand did not move at all, and the ghost fell into silence directly. 鏴

And on the back of this black cloth, the outline of a human face is strangely printed, and the facial features are lifelike and lifeless, like the face of a corpse.

This is a man's face, or rather a man's head.

After the ghost rider was revived, the corpse's head was directly absorbed by this black cloth.

"Help me see what this supernatural item is for."

Liang Xingyangjue's black cloth ghost was a little not simple, and he could not be affected by the ghost lake, so he threw it directly into the mirror space in his body and let the other self study it.

After the black cloth was removed, the corpse confined by the coffin nails quickly decomposed, constantly oozing green corpse water, and the skin and flesh continued to fall off.

Yang Jian was completely indifferent to the terrifying scene, and walked over and pulled out his spear. 鏴

The ghost was imprisoned, and the corpse was deprived of supernatural support, and it turned into an ordinary corpse again.

There was no communication, and the two returned to the area where the two wooden boxes were kept.

The wooden box without the lid became more and more abnormal as time went by, and occasionally a few twisted palms stretched out of it, and the spiritual restraint of the wooden box was notched, and the ghosts inside were trying to get out of the trap.

I believe that it won't be long before there will be fierce ghosts escaping one after another.

After a while, there was a loud bang.

A pale-faced female corpse swam over and handed the lid of the box that had fallen into the lake to Liang Xingyang.

"Bang." 鏴

The lid of the box directly crushed the palms of several powerful ghosts and closed them tightly.

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and said, "How is Cao Yang?" Let Cao Yang become the new merchant. ”

Liang Xingyang said: "Cao Yang is not his own person after all, I want Gao Wei to master this top-notch supernatural power." ”

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