Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 389 Yang Jian: This is... a high-end game.

The hands with sharp nails pierced the middle-aged male ghost's head, and corpse spots began to appear on its body, but the process of suppressing it was not smooth, and the middle-aged male ghost directly grabbed the old woman's head with one hand.

Lu An only felt that the body of the manipulative old woman began to lose control, and she fell directly to the ground, her body gradually shriveled, as if she had been cursed by the middle-aged male ghost.

The next moment, the old woman's body was engulfed by the surrounding black wind ghost domain, and the ability to restart was used, and the old woman's body returned to its previous appearance.

Looking fearfully at the middle-aged male ghost in front of him, the curse mastered by this ghost is not simple. Although the old woman is a ghost, she will not die, but she will fall silent because of the curse of mortal death.

Seeing that the male ghost in the middle didn't want to make more troubles, Lu An naturally wouldn't do what he wanted.

The old woman's body approached the past again, the nails in her hands approached the middle-aged male ghost's body again, and the corpse spots that had not dissipated began to spread again.

Before the middle-aged male ghost's big hand approached, the old woman used Huangquan to dodge the attack, opened some distance, and at some point a sharp bone-evisculating knife appeared in her hand.

Without hesitation, he waved at the middle-aged male ghost one after another, but there were only a few scars on the middle-aged male ghost's body.

Is it because of a curse?Lu An was puzzled, the attack of the bone razor was a curse of certain death, but it was obvious that the curse used by this middle-aged male ghost was much stronger than the curse of the bone razor, so the attack of the curse would not hurt the middle-aged man. Big.

After only a moment of hesitation, the middle-aged male ghost didn't seem to be ready to leave, but appeared directly behind the old woman, and slapped the old woman on the head with both hands.

Lu An didn't react at all. After all, in the previous interception, the middle-aged male ghost didn't make a move because of it. He just passively defended when the old woman attacked it.

He never expected that the middle-aged male ghost would suddenly change his decision and make a direct move.

This attack was very sudden, not just a curse, but also a suppression. Just as Lu An was about to use his supernatural power, he was instantly suppressed. The old woman's body was also cursed and shriveled quickly.

The entire body controlled fell straight into the lake, causing a huge splash.

"Lu An." Li Jun said.

"Be careful." Cao Yang exclaimed, and directly used his ability to suppress people, restricting the movement of the female ghost who wanted to attack Li Jun.

Li Jun turned his head and used the ability of will-o'-the-wisp instantly, and the female ghost's body began to burn, exuding a pungent and foul smell.

Without the slightest hesitation, Cao Yang kicked him into the lake again.

"Continuing like this is not a solution. Even if the bride is solved, it is inevitable to lose control. There are too many ghosts who have the ability to break free from the ghost lake." Liu San said.

"There is no way but to be hard-pressed. These ghosts who have escaped are not low in terror. The connecting channel cannot be used in this way. If the balance between ghost paintings and ghost differences is broken, the consequences will be far worse than the current situation. Many." Li Jun said.

On the other side, Yang Jian looked at the scarred piece of paper.

In the next moment, he used the ability to restart without hesitation, and his originally fragmented body quickly returned to its original state.

Feng Quan used his ghost fog ability to appear in every corner of Zhongzhou City. The place he chose was naturally purposeful. As a medium, and there was a high probability that it was a book, the place where he appeared was at least a dry place.

After all, these waters are not normal. As a medium or even the existence of the body, it will definitely avoid being affected by the ghost lake.

After continuous investigation, he found something in a bookstore. There was a breath of supernatural power here, which was one of the reasons why Feng Quan investigated quickly.

Now the entire Zhongzhou City can be said to be the safest place, and the situation is similar to that of Dachang City, which experienced the starving ghost incident at that time.

After Zhongzhou City has been baptized by the ghost lake, even if there are any supernatural beings hidden, it will be suppressed by the ghost lake and finally sink to the bottom of the lake.

Feng Quan appeared in the abnormal bookstore. Most of the books on the shelves were already damp. He glanced at the book on the highest shelf. The book seemed to be an ancient book without a name.

Feng Quan is now almost sure that this is the bride's body, or it is hidden in this book. The reason why the bride has not appeared yet is probably because of Yang Jian.

He is very clear about the ability of the hatchet. The bride outside has suffered damage, and the bride's body has also suffered. At least in a short period of time, this ancient book will not be used as a medium to invade reality.

Although the ability of the bride is similar to infinite clones, the ability of the ghost illustration obviously cannot make her truly infinite clones. Only one bride can appear in reality. The number of brides that can invade reality in ancient books will not be due to their number. How much, and reduce the damage of spiritual attacks.

Instead, they would all suffer the same spiritual attack damage, so the hatchet completely restrained the bride's ability.

It's normal to think about it. The horror level of the ghost illustration at the time was not even a B-level in the strict sense. After all, it does not have the ability to wander, and can only be moved by people's actions on its body.

Feng Quan has a very cautious personality. A handful of grave soil appeared in his hand, and he sprinkled it on the ancient book. According to his thinking, even if the bride wanted to dance, she would be suppressed by the ghost of the grave soil.

However, at this moment, the door of the bookstore was violently pushed open, and a man in a black robe wrapped himself tightly, with a monkey mask on his face and a machete in his hand appeared in front of Feng Quan. .

"Who are you?" Feng Quan felt a great sense of oppression. He was shrouded in a ghostly fog at this moment, and he was about to leave here with the ancient book.

"That ancient book is mine, you go, I can let you go." Heipao said humanely.

Feng Quan hesitated at this moment, he was going to find some excuses to evade the black-robed man in front of him, but at the same time he did not stop his movements, and stretched out his hand to the ancient book.

"Looking for death." The black-robed man snorted coldly, and just as he was about to make a move, he heard the whistling sound behind him, and dodging sideways, a golden spear appeared at the position where he had just stood.

"Who are you?" Yang Jian asked.

"Since I'm dressed like this, I naturally don't want people to know who it is? Is it necessary for you to ask me that?" the man in black said coldly.

"Then do it." The ghost under Yang Jian's feet quickly invaded the black-robed man in front of him.

Compared with Yang Jian's attack, the man in black cared more about Feng Quan who was about to get the ancient book, and the machete in his hand did not hesitate at all.

At that moment, Feng Quan only felt that the god of death had arrived, and his raised hand did not move forward for a long time, even though the ancient book was close in front of him.

And Yang Jian's ghost had already appeared at the feet of the black-robed man. The knife that was about to strike Feng Quan changed its direction and slashed straight at one of the ghost's arms.

At this moment, Ghost Shadow dropped one hand to the ground and lost his movement at the same time.

The figure of the man in black disappeared in place, and came to Feng Quan, with a look of contempt in his eyes, he picked up the ancient books on the shelf, and turned his head to look at Yang Jian.

"Ghost-eyed Yang Jian, that's all." The man in black left behind these words, and his figure disappeared into the bookstore.

"Yang Jian, my question, if I had been more decisive, perhaps the bride would not have been snatched away." Only then did Feng Quan react.

"It's not your fault. This man is terrifying, and that machete is even more terrifying." Yang Jian looked at the ghost with a severed hand. The machete was much more terrifying than its hatchet. This kind of dismemberment reminded Yang Jian. Human body parts packed in glass bottles at the post office.

Fortunately, his ghost image has the ability to join together, but this kind of dismemberment will not recover immediately, that is to say, at this time, one of Yang Jian's hands is useless.

　There is one more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)