The two of them fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

The entire shopping mall was silent on the first floor, and under the joint efforts of all the ghost riders in Xu City, they were still vomiting blood and flying upside down by the ghosts?

At the moment when Jiang Zhefan and Li Erpao fell, it also meant that their hopeful followers collapsed.

An eerie silence.

"Ahem...... This kind of Sima ghost, we can't stay here!! Can't do it! ”

Li Erpao covered his chest, the ghost hair had been retracted in time, and Wow Wow spat blood, splashing the white ground red.

Jiang Zhefan got up with difficulty, supported Li Erpao, and hurriedly asked, "Lao Li, can you still withstand it?!" ”

Li Erpao is the oldest in the team, and naturally uses the power of ghosts the most.

The body is much worse than Jiang Zhefan and other newcomers, and any backlash is a pain in the bones.

Li Erpao didn't answer, and kept looking at the gate of the mall as if nothing had happened.

The outside world can't wear anything, and they can't get out, so they are locked up.

The moment the ghosts recovered just now, a sense of powerlessness was filled, they were shaking the tree with mayflies!

"It's really too strong, this method doesn't work, and if we try, it will only increase the erosion of ghosts on us in vain."

Jiang Zhefan clenched his fists.

Not to mention other ordinary people, even the two of them, after being bounced off, a feeling of despair also came to their hearts.

Xu Dudu has also appeared a lot of ghosts so far, but there has never been a situation like this that is completely helpless and can only do it and wait for death here.

"Damn!! Have the ability to come out and do a battle head-on!! ”

Li Erpao said angrily.

Of course, this is all angry nonsense, and how can he not know that the horror of each ghost is different.

The horror of this ghost is this closed ghost, and the illusion that can reflect everyone's heart at any time!

It might be much easier to get caught by them, but of course, it can't be that simple.

"But why, why did the ghost suddenly return?"

Jiang Zhefan had a headache when he thought about it, the mysterious power that could affect the evil ghosts just now was gone?

What is that mysterious power? Whose power is it? There are only so many people in the ghost, just such a demon.

"Where's the little stiff? How's the little zombie, is she okay? ”

Li Erpao remembered and said.

Just said that if I didn't see Xie Xiaozhuang come up for five minutes, I was going to let her come up, and it was almost five or six minutes later.

So Li Erpao used a miniature walkie-talkie to talk to Xie Xiaozhuang, but this time, he couldn't hear the reply for half a day.

"No voice, no reply!"

Li Erpao said nervously, at the moment, none of the three of them can have a problem.

"But I always feel that Xie Xiaozhuang will be fine."

Jiang Zhefan continued: "I really doubt that she has any secrets, and it is about this evil ghost!" ”

"The ghost's aura is what I caught at her doorstep, and only she was able to break free easily by herself if she was hit by the illusion, she got out of the garage, the ghost weakened, and the evil ghost also appeared, and now I can't contact anyone, and the ghost has recovered."

"I don't know if there's a connection or not, but it's a coincidence."

"Even if it's not directly related to her, maybe ...... Also related to her ghosts? ”

Jiang Zhefan has been tortured and gone crazy, trapped in the ghost for so long, he has not been able to do anything, he has not found anything.

He couldn't think of anything else to say except to associate everything that could be related.

"And then, what do you want to say? When we are wasted, do we have to start doubting our own people? ”

Li Erpao's eyes were cold and terrifying at this time.

……

'This is the most powerful ghost I've ever seen?' ’

The familiar voice was as far away as it was near, passing through Xie Xiaozhuang's ears, because she couldn't see it, and she didn't know where it was coming from.

What is certain is that this voice is definitely her great-grandfather.

"Great-grandfather, are you alright? What do I need to do? ”

Xie Xiaozhuang's voice echoed in the garage.

For a long time, she didn't hear an answer, she guessed too, Xie Heng in the illusion should have no way to hear her speak.

Unable to touch, not knowing the location, she could only hear the sound and follow the sound.

In order to be able to better listen to Xie Heng's voice, Xie Xiaozhuang turned off the walkie-talkie and took it off, and couldn't care about anyone else, she couldn't care about anything until she found her great-grandfather.

No matter how tiger Xie Xiaozhuang is, she is just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, she is pitiful and timid, the huge word 'Dian' on the wall of the graffiti just now flashed, and she was brave enough to chase all the way to the depths.

Later, I found that in this surrounding position, I could faintly hear the voice of my great-grandfather.

Hearing the meaning of this, Xie Xiaozhuang thought that his great-grandfather should have also bumped into a ghost in the illusion.

"Grandpa Great-Grandpa has woken up until now, and the ghosts he has seen are the same as me, the most powerful is the urn ghost boy, he should not be afraid, and even ...... It can even fight back! ”

Xie Xiaozhuang comforted himself, bowed his body, swept his hands in front of him, and tried to see if he could use this low-level method to find the specific location of his great-grandfather.

The slender hand swept through the air, like a blind man touching a fish.

And Xie Heng was standing right behind her......

The scene is very silly, but it is also weird-

They were so close that they couldn't see each other.

The sporadic lights were concentrated on Xie Xiaozhuang's body, and Xie Heng stood in the dark.

The figure that suddenly appeared was dressed in black, wearing a red hat, tall and straight, just looking at the back, it could even be called a bit of temperament.

Unlike the urn ghost boy's body is stuffed in the wine urn, and it is not like the red-clothed ghost driver, it is a four-legged crawl, and the evil ghost can have a human appearance like it, not many.

I don't know if I heard Xie Heng speak, it didn't look back, just walked leisurely into the distance.

"I'm going to see what the hell you are today."

Xie Heng was curious, and said that the illusion reflected his heart, and he just wanted to look at his heart.

However, Xie Heng was not reckless, and the ulna of his right hand slightly poked out a ghost tongue of a ghost urn, ready to find an opportunity to tie up this ghost from behind first, and then torture it well!

Two or three arrow steps, extremely fast, turned into a gust of yin wind and approached quickly.

But the strange thing is that even if he reached two or three positions, the ghost in front of him still turned his back to Xie Heng, without the slightest sense of defense.

"Good, good."

Xie Heng's eyelids twitched, he was looked down upon.

A large net covered by a twisted net fell from the top of a ghostly tongue, enveloping the ghost in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Xie Heng pulled hard, the ghost net tightened, and he watched as he restrained the ghost.

But without waiting for Xie Heng to react, the next moment, with a sound of the ghost net, it turned into countless meat crumbs and flew out and fell all over the ground.

"The ghost net of the urn ghost boy was smashed by hand?"

Xie Heng didn't leave any space, and he threw another punch into the back of the ghost's head.

Syllable!!

The fist was grabbed tightly, as if it was embedded in the opponent's palm.

Its majestic ghostly aura was simply suppressed in front of Xie Heng like a mountain, and it could never be shaken.

"What the hell are you?!"

Xie Heng said angrily, twisting and breaking his arm desperately, and ripped off the hat of the ghost in front of him with his other hand.

He slowly turned his head, and a familiar face appeared in front of Xie Heng.

This face made Xie Heng tremble all over at this moment, and even forgot the illusion and reality for a while.

In the pupils, the appearance of a ghost was reflected, and his appearance was no different from Xie Heng.

What he sees is himself.