Mysterious Resurrection

Yang Jian immediately stopped moving, and took He Yin'er, Zhou Deng and Lu Zhiwen straight to this unremarkable village.

At the same time, in this small village, Sun Rui brought 36 dead souls in the oil paintings to engage in the most tragic fight with Zhang Xianguang, Nie Yingping, Du Hong, and Zhang Ying.

This is a life-threatening battle, no one wants to lose, no one wants to retreat.

This has nothing to do with right or wrong, just different positions and different ideas.

Although the number of Zhang Xianguang's group is relatively small, among them, Nie Yingping is a top ghost master, even better than some captains of the headquarters, and Du Hong and Zhang Ying are also veteran ghost masters, although they are not as good as captains. The ghosts are not much worse, the only one who is more hip is Zhang Xianguang who has lost most of his spiritual power.

But Zhang Xianguang is the manager of the post office, he will not die, this is a huge advantage.

Although Sun Rui's side has a large number of people, the spiritual power of the dead souls is not even as good as when they were alive, and their growth has stagnated for more than ten years or even decades, and they can no longer keep up with the times.

However, the dead souls are superior in number, and there are also very difficult existences among the supernatural powers they can control.

For a while, the two sides seemed to be evenly matched, but at the moment of collision, casualties occurred.

Although the souls of the dead will not die in the oil painting, they will also die when they are severely injured by other ghosts. After all, the ghosts of the oil painting can keep them alive, and other ghosts can also erase their existence.

What's more, this is not the world of oil paintings, but the world of ghost paintings.

The death of the unkind soul just now is proof,

Soon the 36 dead souls began to suffer heavy injuries one after another, unable to survive, and began to dissipate.

Lu An watched this scene without any expression on his face. He just quietly guarded He Yuelian behind him to prevent her from being unable to control successfully due to unexpected circumstances.

This is related to the progress of his plan, Lu An dare not be sloppy, and after putting away the black umbrella, the bride's influence on him has already begun.

At some point in his mind, a thought had arisen in his mind that even if he died today, he would still protect the bride.

In the current battle situation, the figures of the dead souls dissipated one by one, which boosted the morale of the dead souls. The dead souls who were originally unstable had already made up their minds at this moment.

After paying a few people as a price, the undead killed the other party's female ghost master named Zhang Ying. At the same time, the other Du Hong was also unable to parry.

Yang Xiao saw the opportunity to drag the real Zhang Xianguang into the dream, trying to take the culprit away.

"A group of dead souls, who have been dead for so many years, do they think they can win by relying on numbers? Today I want to let you know that the gap between ghost masters cannot be made up by numbers."

Nie Yingping drank in a low voice, his body was cold and ashen, with bursts of bruises appearing on his skin.

The dead souls who were closer to him seemed to have entered an ice coffin. Their eyebrows, hair, and eyelids were covered with a thick layer of frost. The ground became a stiff corpse.

At this moment, Nie Yingping was holding an old small toy at some point in his hand. It was a rattle that children used to play with. The red paint on the rattle was mottled, and the drum surface was even more dirty and black. The toy is still missing, and the two hanging projectiles on the left and right have disappeared.

But under the drum of the rattle, there is a vague human face, and the outlines of two palms emerge, as if an evil spirit is imprisoned inside.

This is a strange supernatural item, this is Nie Yingping's supernatural weapon. He is holding the rattle like a heavy hammer at this moment, and smashes it at the frozen corpse.

The dull drumbeat echoed with the screams of terrifying ghosts, which made people feel creepy.

And just under this smash, the frozen corpse was directly shattered, leaving no trace. At the same time, the terrible scream made several dead souls nearby roll their eyes and fell to the ground. Viscous blood flowed out of the eyes and mouth, as if the consciousness had suffered a severe blow.

"We can't leave this guy alone. He's very powerful. If we can't kill him, we can't win." A dead soul roared.

"The trash should die quietly." Nie Yingping strode forward, his haunted area spread, and the temperature in the vicinity plummeted.

This kind of temperature is not a real low temperature, but a supernatural influence on reality. If the supernatural influence can be isolated, then this feeling of low temperature will not exist, just like the burning of will-o'-the-wisps. It is not a real fire, but a supernatural power. appear.

The dead soul who just spoke immediately felt frozen all over, as if his blood had stagnated.

Obviously there is no living body, but still can feel the feeling of freezing.

The dead soul glared at him. He fought back before his body froze. A dark figure left him and headed towards Nie Yingping.

But before the spiritual attack came, it stopped right in front of Nie Yingping.

The shadowy figure was also covered in frost, frozen in place.

With a cold face, Nie Yingping struck the rattle in his hand without hesitation, and the dead soul immediately lost its movement and fell to the ground, obviously unable to resist this supernatural being killed

"Cough cough." There was a weak cough that was terminally ill.

Sun Rui also chose to fight without hesitation at this moment. While Yang Xiao was holding Zhang Xianguang back, he wanted to team up with other souls to kill Nie Yingping. As long as he was killed, the rest would be helpless. This battle just won.

But it was only half of the victory, Lu An was still watching, Sun Rui felt very uncomfortable when he thought of this, and he couldn't help urging Yang Jian to come quickly.

Nie Yingping felt a foreign object in his throat at this moment, and couldn't help but want to cough. At the same time, his body also felt weak.

"This bit of supernatural power also wants to kill me? Waste is waste, and will never be on the stage." He snorted coldly, unmoved, and at the same time, a tattoo appeared on his frostbitten skin.

The pattern on the tattoo is a skinny corpse, as if starved to death, skinny, and lifelike, as if the corpse was lying on his body.

With the emergence of the tattoo, Nie Yingping's cough disappeared immediately, and the ghost attached to his skin helped him block the spiritual attack.

Sun Rui had to admit at this moment that this guy was indeed very strong, and there were at least three kinds of supernatural powers displayed.

And until now, there is no sign of the ghost's recovery, which means that he can solve the problem of the ghost's recovery for a short time, and can use the supernatural power for a long time. It is impossible to consume him to death. After all, the number of dead souls he brought is limited. Not endless.

"Some rotten fish and rotten shrimp also want to hinder our plan, and we will kill you all in one go today." Nie Yingping started again at this moment, and he alone killed at least ten dead souls.

Suddenly, a miserable cry sounded, which made him startled briefly. He was very familiar with this sound.

That was Zhang Ying's voice. She was surrounded by spirits and died under a spiritual attack, but she also took away several spirits. This was her limit.

"Damn it." Seeing this, Nie Yingping was furious.

Although Du Hong and Zhang Ying are a little weaker in strength, they are teammates with the same philosophy. After the plan is successful, they need to manage the new ghost painting world together, but now they are consumed by these garbage dead souls here.

However, at this moment.

"If you want to fight, just go away and fight." Lu An broke out abruptly.

The scarlet ghost domain instantly enveloped the entire village, and the village disappeared, turning into an old house, which was the bride's house.