Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

Chapter 35 Inch Time!
With the timely support of the Special Affairs Nine Division, Yan Jing successfully got rid of the zombie siege.

His eyes locked on the coffin at the mouth of the well.

At this time, most of the ghosts' spirits poured into the coffin through the gap between the coffin boards.

He took out the remaining two red fire talismans and threw them out, detonating the moment they approached the coffin.

The blazing flames blasted the blood-colored energy surrounding the surface of the coffin, and the fire spirit power was inherently suppressive to these dark energies. Even if the quality was poor, it barely opened a gap.

Sensing the opportunity, Yan Jing immediately rushed forward, leaping over the flames that had not yet dissipated, raised the Shuofeng sword high, and slashed at the top of the coffin.

In an instant, the blade of the sword wrapped in light blue wind energy collided with the gathered blood energy, forcibly tearing it apart.

Yan Jing glanced at the rear and remained silent. The bloody ghost who was concentrating on the ceremony, with his legs slightly bent, jumped up and kicked in the air, straight to the top of the coffin.

The black and red coffin that originally stood in the bloody water at the mouth of the well flew out under the kick and landed at the other end of the square.

Glancing at the sinking blood in the well, Yan Jing knew that this kick alone would not be able to solve the problem, so she turned around and ran towards the coffin, and jumped onto the coffin as soon as she approached.

Yan Jing clenched the Shuofeng Sword with both hands, and inserted it straight towards the top of the coffin, which is where the head of the corpse was placed.

Almost at the same time, Yan Jing half-closed his eyes, kicked his feet, and hung upside down on the coffin, and the Shuofeng sword sank a little more.

Bang!Bang!
With two muffled sounds, two bluish-gray palms rushed out from where Yan Jing was stepping on, with long, narrow and sharp nails clasped inwards, grabbing empty space.

If Yan Jing was one step late, her ankle might have been destroyed.

The sneak attack failed, and the palms did not retract, but swung directly to the sides.

The coffin boards, which had been cracked under successive impacts, couldn't hold on after all, and burst into pieces.

Yan Jing, who was hanging above, finally saw clearly what kind of monster was lying in the coffin.

I saw a person soaked in a coffin full of plasma, only his arms and a pale and thin face were exposed, the corpse's eye sockets were sunken, and his blood-colored eyes were staring, like a skeleton covered with only a piece of skin. There are also protruding fangs.

The Shuofeng sword was hovering between his eyebrows, wrapped in a cloud of scarlet energy, making it difficult to get an inch in!

Yan Jing frowned, and put more force into his hands, trying to break through this layer of defense, but at this moment, the two sharp claws suddenly retreated and joined together, clamping the blade, and immediately the Yin-blood corpse took a very strange posture Stand up from the blood.

Withdrawing his sword and retreating, Yan Jing looked at the bloody corpse.

Its upper body was covered with a fist-sized beetle with a disgusting appearance. They gulped down the energy injected by the Blood Wraith Specter, and then they did not know how to successfully transform it into blood.

The skin of the bare-chested Yinxue corpse not covered by insects is covered with dark red meridians, and they are still extending everywhere.

What's even more weird is that the bloody ghost is already entangled with this corpse at this time, and the phantom covers the bloody corpse. Only then did Yan Jing notice that the appearance of the ghost is very similar to this corpse!

boom!
Gunshots rang out.

I saw a blood hole suddenly exploded in front of the Yinxue Corpse's forehead, and I could even see the scene at the other end clearly.

On the top floor of a house in the rear, a heavy-duty sniper rifle was placed on the edge of the eaves. Zhao Qing leaned sideways on the gun body and looked at the scene in the sniper mirror, with a look of excitement on his face.

As a sniper, his field of vision is extremely wide, and he has been paying attention to the situation on Yan Jing's side. Seeing the bloody corpse emerge from the coffin, he chose to snipe and kill without hesitation.

One hit succeeds, one is overjoyed.

However, this joy did not last long before it turned to horror!

The head that was tilted back turned back to its original position, the fire spirit power attached to the bullet was instantly extinguished, the blood-colored energy surged, and it returned to its original state in the blink of an eye. This level of attack could not cause any harm to him at all.

The Yinxue Corpse didn't even have the thought of taking revenge on Zhao Qing, two dark pupils suddenly appeared in those blood-covered eyes.

At this moment, it seemed as if a long-sleeping beast had awakened, and the hunger for killing in its eyes could make any creature that looked at him shudder.

Raising both arms, facing Yan Jing from a distance, it can detect who is the biggest threat to itself!
Just when Yan Jing was wondering what the monster's intention was for posing this posture, the Yinxue Corpse's arms raised horizontally by its sides shook, and the insects that had originally covered the Yinxue Corpse's body turned into a pool of dirty blood and merged into the corpse.

Due to the abandonment of the ceremony, half of the Yinxue Corpse's body showed an obvious state of withering, with shriveled skin and flesh, making it look particularly terrifying.

What happened next made Yan Jing's eyes widen even more.

A dark black robe embroidered with blood-colored beasts suddenly appeared around the Yin-blood corpse, enveloping it in it.

Yan Jing was sure that the arms of the bloody corpse never moved, the clothes appeared out of thin air!
Could it be that.
Without giving Yan Jing time to think, several cracks opened under the Yinxue Corpse's feet, and it slammed into Yan Jing like a cannonball.

In an instant, the two figures fought together!
There was the sound of metal clashing, blood light and light blue aura intertwined continuously.

Zhao Qing on the roof gritted his teeth and wanted to aim, but found that his reaction speed could not keep up. Wu Senyan and An Ling also wanted to help after suppressing the zombies, but they couldn't find a chance to intervene for a while.

bang~
With a muffled sound, a figure left the battlefield and crashed into a residential building behind.

Wu Senyan hoped that the one who was knocked into the air would be the bloody corpse, but in the end it didn't work out. What remained in the square was the corpse with a lingering terrifying aura, and the one that disappeared in the smoke was naturally Yan Jing.

The situation seems to have taken a turn for the worse.

The Yinxue Corpse who had the upper hand obviously didn't intend to let Yan Jing go, and after knocking the man into the air, he resolutely pursued and killed him.

The blood claws scattered the smoke and dust, and the Yinxue Corpse stepped into the broken dwellings, looking at the place where Yan Jing flew upside down, but only saw broken bricks all over the ground.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, he turned around abruptly.

Before he had time to react, a huge figure flashed in front of him!
It heard the deep roar of some kind of ferocious beast, and the air seemed to be frozen by the terrifying pressure at this moment. When it looked up, it saw the pair of light golden eyes drooping.
The next attack, if you can't stop it, you will die!

Squeezing all the power in the body, the blood light erupted from the corpse, and the bloody corpse roared with all its strength, and even the phantom of the bloody ghost that had finally merged into the body reappeared as a desperate fight.

An inch of time!
This is the first time that Yan Jing has activated this high-level skill that he has just acquired. In order to avoid the eyes of everyone in the Special Affairs Bureau, he also took great pains.

In a trance, everything that happened before my eyes slowed down.

The flow of wind energy, the turbulence when the smoke and dust disperse, and even the blood water thrown out by the fangs in the mouth of the blood corpse when it roars are clearly visible
He also saw the different expressions on the two similar faces of Yinxue Corpse and Bloodghost, and also saw the bloody energy surging out of his body, as if trying to condense something.

Unfortunately, it's too slow!
Yan Jing raised his sword.

In the eyes of the Yinxue corpse, there are only countless cold sword lights.

(End of this chapter)