The white-gold ghost eye's gaze swept away. The waves of fire spread in all directions, and the area of the wave became larger and larger.

Both the gardener and hundreds of scarecrows were set on fire, and pure blue flames erupted from their bodies, blazing.

The furnace fire uses the supernatural body as a burning object, like a maggot attached to the bone that cannot be escaped. The crucified scarecrow screamed like a living man, and was in agony under the burning fire.

Under the astonishing heat of the flames, not only did the cold flesh and skin quickly become blackened, but wisps of eerie flames also emerged from the cracks of the bones, burning the bones crackling, and the air was filled with a strong smell of burning.

A fire not only interrupted the reconstruction of the manor, but also completely destroyed this supernatural place. Yang Jian's eyes reflected the out-of-control firelight, and the water of the ghost lake soaked his body, protecting his body from being ignited, allowing him to walk in the sea of fire.

"Yang Jian, why did you set fire to us, stop it, I'm in so much pain." A male ghost rider screamed in pain.

Wisps of flame continued to emerge from his mouth, nostrils, and ears, and his whole body was a torch. Under the suppression of the fire, the spirit did not react, and his body turned into charcoal, and he couldn't even stand up, so he could only lie on the ground and stretch out his charcoal-like hand to pray.

Yang Jian said coldly: "Why? Because the people behind the horror manor are pouting the roots of the headquarters, if the ghost riders are like you, the domestic supernatural circle will be completely finished. But before he finished speaking, the figure in the fire had already cut off his breath, and there was no movement, and it was broken into several pieces of coke.

In a short period of time, under the out-of-control fire, the struggle and wailing of both the gardener and the scarecrow gradually became smaller.

Only the ghost cannot be killed, but under the shroud of the fire, the ghost cannot be revived and is limited in its mobility.

However, under the perception of Yang Jian's ghost domain, there are still some top ghost tamers and aliens who can isolate the flames and are not ignited.

He took a step, and the figure disappeared into a dark area, and just standing next to it, he could hear the creepy sound of the blade rubbing against the ground.

And with his arrival, a familiar figure also appeared in the darkness: Zhang Xianguang. Zhang Xianguang said coldly: "This fire is good, this group of degenerate people has no value in existence." ”

"You didn't investigate the situation in Dachang City, why did you come here?" Yang Jian's eyes moved, but his gaze swept towards the sea of fire.

The uncontrollable sea of fire engulfed the entire manor, but there were still some people who resisted the ignition of the fire wave, making a lot of noise in the sea of fire, as if they had discovered the source of the fire and were rushing towards this side.

After Zhang Xianguang explained, he talked about the information he had collected with a gloomy face: "There is a mastermind behind the manor, who manipulates and drives the ghost riders to rebuild the manor by telegraphing the mission, intending to turn this place into a scarecrow farm with tens of thousands of people. ”

"No way, there aren't that many ghost riders in the country." Yang Jian didn't believe it.

"I didn't believe it until I found out they were artificially cultivating ghost handlers. The corpse of the failed product will be transformed into a scarecrow, and the lucky few who manage to control the ghost and survive, but also become the gardener's minions. Zhang Xianguang confided a terrible truth.

Yang Jian's heart sank, if what Zhang Xianguang said was true, it showed that the people behind the manor not only wanted to transform the domestic ghost tamers into vassal minions, but also cultivated puppet-like ghost tamers.

Before he could think about it, the raging sea of fire was torn through a gap, and four strange figures walked over menacingly.

A man covered in bruises said hatefully: "Yang Jian, you shouldn't have set fire to our home. ”

"The manor is ruined, no one helps us suppress the resurgence of the ghosts, you want to kill us, I will kill you." A woman's face contorted, and she understood what she meant.

Another middle-aged man who looked like an old farmer spoke: "Four to two, even if you are the law enforcement captain of the headquarters, you will have to shed your skin if you don't die." ”

"Kill them." The tattooed strong man said viciously. The next moment, however, the rusty broadsword fell.

"I'm standing here, and you're ignoring me?" Zhang Xianguang was a little speechless, but the movements in his hands were very sharp, as if the big knife disassembled from the guillotine had slashed down at a strange angle.

"There's too much nonsense." Yang Jian's eyes were cold, and without saying a word, he aimed at the middle-aged man who looked like an old farmer, and the cracked spear in his hand was thrown out by him.

The spear flew away at an incredible speed, accompanied by a whistling sound, piercing the middle-aged man's chest, pinning him to the ground fiercely.

"Wow!" The middle-aged man was smashed to the ground by Zhen Fei, a mouthful of black and rancid blood spurted out, his head hung down, and his breath was cut off.

He originally relied on the curse of the telegraph to continue his life, but now he is confined by coffin nails, and without the support of the supernatural, he will die.

But the attack wasn't over yet. The woman's body was torn apart violently, and the whole person was even more stunned, blood splattered, and it was accompanied by the strange screams of ghosts, and even the people and ghosts were divided into two.

Before they could resist, two of the four died on the spot.

"Is there any mistake," the tattooed man on the side saw his pupils shrink, revealing a shocked expression. The bruised man was indifferent to his companion's death, and instead focused on the cracked spear stuck in the ground.

He hurried to the split spear, gripping it with both hands. Suddenly, there was a strange greasy touch on his hand, as if he was touching the skin of a dead man.

And the hard body of the gun is also very strange, as if it is made of pieces of bone spliced together. Well? How do you feel so cold, my head is a little dizzy.

Two terrifying coldness struck, instantly eroding his whole body, and then he lost consciousness.

"Do you really think my supernatural weapon is so easy to hold?" Yang Jian's cold voice echoed. The red light flashed away.

The cracked spear returned to Yang Jian's hand. The tattooed man's face was ugly like a dead man, and in extreme fear, he lost his mind and rushed forward with a hideous face.

The task of building the manor failed, and he died on the revival of the ghost anyway, so it was better to pull a cushion before he died.

With a tearing sound, the clothes on his body were torn apart by something, revealing the strange tattoos tattooed on his body.

The first tattoo is a woman's head connected by a slender neck, and the cape is scattered, lifelike, eerie and terrifying.

The other tattoo was an upside-down, bloody humanoid silhouette that looked like it had been skinned, and the blood-colored tattoo was imprinted on his chest.

The third tattoo is a twisted arm without fingers, and the flesh of the palm is so thick that it seems to agitate under the flesh and lap against the body.

There was a sound of flesh tearing, and the head of the woman with the cloak sticking out of the tattoo was attached to the slender neck, coiled like a snake.

The tattoo of the upside-down man is also slowly disappearing, and a strange and terrifying figure appears on the top of the strong man's head, and the head of the ghost touches the head of the strong man, and the scene is very weird.

The arm without five fingers sticks out of the body, and the slightest slap can cause a whistling sound, and the strength of the arm seems to be very great.

The tattooed man had lost too much blood, his face was too pale, and his body was in tatters, like a bloodless corpse that had been badly abused.

It is not right to use the power of three ghosts at the same time until the resurrection of the ghost is solved, and using the ability of one ghost in turn is a reasonable way to maintain the balance of the supernatural.

But it is obvious that the strong man is desperate and plans to use the revival of the powerful ghosts, pull Yang Jian and Zhang Xianguang on the road together, and kill the two who destroyed his hope of survival.

But before he could get closer. Yang Jian's eyes moved, six ghost eyes were superimposed, and the sudden red light stopped three weird and terrifying tattoo ghosts.

Hiding in the seven-layer ghost snake, the rusty wood knife fell several times, directly cutting the three ghosts into several pieces.

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