Mysterious resurgence

The three ghost masters started working together at this moment, using all the ghost power in their bodies.

At this moment, they did not consider whether they would die from the resurgence of the ghost due to the excessive use of power. They only had one idea now, and that was to imprison the ghost in front of them.

Yang Jian controlled two ghosts.

But because of the previous temptation, his ghost realm lost control, and now he can only use ghost shadows.

Although the ghost's ability in his body has been enhanced, it seems that even if he can control two ghosts, he is still far behind the man in the portrait in front of him.

Zhang Han was the first to strike. The skinless and bloody ghost lying on his back reached out and grabbed the man in front of him.

However, there is no such suppression as imagined.

Zhang Han suddenly felt a sharp tearing pain in his back.

The bloody ghost lying behind him lost control and began to be pulled out by the man in the portrait in front of him.

"Ah~!"

Painful and shrill screams echoed, Zhang Han's back was torn apart, and the ghost lying behind him was being snatched away by the man in front of him.

It was pulled out from the tattoo on the back in an almost brutal way.

However, at this time, the ghost standing up behind him grabbed the head of the man in front of him from behind.

The black palm made of shadows can easily pick off anyone's head, and even other ghosts can be dismembered.

However, when Yang Jian felt that the ghost wanted to take away its head, he felt a terrifying resistance.

Its head rested on its neck indifferently.

at the same time.

The headless ghost suddenly froze, exactly like the situation in the previous ghost realm. He lost control and froze in place.

"What on earth is this?" Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed.

Even the ability of the second ghost has no effect on it. Is this ghost really invincible? It has no shortcomings and no way to imprison it.

But at this moment Feng Quan suddenly moved.

A layer of gray fog surged around his body, and Feng Quan's body in the thick fog gradually disappeared. In a short time, his whole body was completely integrated into the thick fog, and he could no longer see I couldn't tell who was there anymore. I could only see a vague outline of a human figure. I couldn't tell whether it was a human being or a ghost hidden in the black mist.

"Cough, cough."

A weak cough came from the thick fog, like a dying and terminally ill person,

This kind of sound is weird and evil, giving people a permeating feeling.

And just after this voice sounded.

The face of the man in the portrait was gradually darkening, and then his flesh began to fall off, and a rotten corpse smell emanated, as if the entire body had reached the limit of use and was beginning to collapse.

"It's useful." Yang Jian's face froze.

This Feng Quan really has the ability to influence this ghost.

And looking at him like this, he should be able to control more than just a ghost.

That weird thick fog, and that creepy cough hidden in the thick fog. If I guessed correctly, this should be the ability of the two ghosts.

"First restrict its movement and don't let it get close to the ghost coffin. You have done a good job in this. This ghost can completely disable the ability of other ghosts. No matter how powerful your ghost's ability is, once it takes it If it kills other ghosts, its ability will become stronger. There should be three ghosts that can be completely suppressed now, which is why you will die if you are alone in the beginning."

"You cannot use the power of the evil ghost. You are just ordinary people in front of this ghost. This is why this ghost is inexplicable and terrifying."

Feng Quan, who was hidden in the thick fog, spoke.

His voice was weak and weak, giving the impression that he was about to die of illness.

"Sure enough, you already knew it. If you didn't tell me just now, if you tell me now, you are really a thief." Yang Jian cursed.

"Let me tell you first, who of you dares to take action? And the enhancement of its ability was also brought about by you. I am thinking about the overall situation. Without me in the village, this ghost would have escaped long ago." Feng Quan The voice was still weak.

"For the sake of the overall situation, perhaps without you being as troublesome, we ghost controllers have already imprisoned this ghost together." Yang Jian sneered.

Feng Quandao; "For the country, necessary sacrifices are worth it. You are too young to understand this."

"Whether it's for the country or for yourself, only you know clearly in your heart." Yang Jian stared at him.

"Now is not the time to argue with you about this." Feng Quan said.

This ghost can suppress three ghosts.

In other words, Yang Jian's ghost realm, headless ghost, and Zhang Han's tattooed ghost were restrained by the man in the portrait and lost their abilities.

Calculating this way, this ghost should have killed Ouyang Tian and He Sheng, both of whom have enhanced this unsolvable ability.

As for Ye Jun, the ghost in He Yiming's body should have been taken away by the headless ghost released before.

Three against three, so the balance is restored. No wonder the headless ghost is wandering around the village without any trouble at all.

"Ye Jun's ghost was not taken away by this man, but appeared in the body of a headless ghost. This means that there is something fishy about Ye Jun's death." Yang Jian's expression condensed.

He took a deep look at Feng Quan who was hidden in the thick fog.

Secretly, this guy was probably doing a lot of shameful things.

Maybe he meant to help himself and others, but he didn't intend to kill himself and others.

Fortunately, Yang Jian reversed the situation by releasing the headless ghost.

Otherwise, he is really dead.

The man in the portrait in front of him can disable the abilities of the three ghosts. Now that the number is sufficient, Feng Quan can deal with it.

He has been waiting for this opportunity.

The opportunity to gain the upper hand.

"I feel unlucky because I was tricked by you, but we have already finished the initial work. I want to see how you, the coach who is hiding behind the scenes, can detain this ghost." Yang Jian did not intend to continue fighting at this moment. Instead, he retreated to the back.

He came to the coffin.

As long as Feng Quan fails, he will immediately enter this ghost coffin.

Although I don’t know what the coffin does.

But since Feng Quan was not killed by the ghost when he entered here, then he was the same.

Therefore, Yang Jian unceremoniously seized the retreat first.

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Feng Quan, who was in the thick fog, couldn't help but frown deeply when he saw his move.

This guy is smarter than expected.

Have you guessed some of the uses of this ghost coffin?

"You don't have to look at me. I'm watching your performance now. Of course, if you think what I'm doing is inappropriate, you can beat me to death. Now that I've lost my ability as a ghost, I'm already an ordinary person. But once I die, The evil ghost has revived and the balance has been broken. Can you do it?" Yang Jian smiled mischievously.

He was ready to push open the coffin lid and lie in at any time.

Feng Quan wanted to just sit back and reap the benefits, so he unceremoniously tried to drain the firepower and turn his back on customers.

Zhang Han was completely restrained and unable to move. He was paralyzed on the ground, struggling and wailing in pain.

Yang Jian's ghost realm and headless ghost were also suppressed, but he found a way out.

The only one who has to confront this ghost now is Feng Quan.

help?

nonexistent.

Feng Quan also seemed to understand that Yang Jian would no longer help at this moment and could only fight the ghost by himself.

Immediately.

The thick fog around his body began to emit, and then gradually began to fill the mourning hall.

A thick gray fog arose in the mourning hall.

Like a thick layer of haze.

All sightlines were blocked, and Feng Quan's figure completely disappeared.

In situ.

Yang Jian could only vaguely see the man on the portrait standing there.

But as the fog intensified.

The man in the portrait was gradually swallowed up.

The surroundings began to become blurry.

"This thick fog is a bit like a ghost land."

Yang Jian was in it, and he didn't feel hurt by the thick fog, but he just felt like he was lost.

Even in the house, it feels like getting lost.

"I can't see everything around me clearly. Who knows if that ghost will appear next to me? It would be terrible if Feng Quan borrows a knife to kill someone."

"We must be on the safe side at this time."

Yang Jian kept his palm on the ghost coffin to ensure that he would not get lost.

"Lie down and try. Whether Feng Quan and this ghost win or lose has nothing to do with me, but I can't die here in a daze."

Think of this.

He immediately pushed open the coffin lid and got in.

Without a trace of hesitation.