Mysterious resurgence

"impossible."

When Yang Jian saw the face that was exactly the same as Ye Feng's, his eyes widened and he couldn't help shouting.

The horror on Sun Yi's face before was repeated on him.

Ye Feng, who had been missing for several days, actually met him again in this way.

No.

This is definitely not Ye Feng.

But if it wasn't Ye Feng, how could he have the shroud on Ye Feng's body? This is the ghost in Ye Feng. He has been exposed to it several times, so there is no way he can be mistaken.

Unless there is only one possibility.

This is the fourth stage of the ghost baby.

Although I don't understand why the ghost appears in front of Ye Feng instead, there is no need to think so much at this time.

No matter what, you must get rid of it first, otherwise if this combination of multiple ghosts cannot be contained, you will definitely die here.

But here’s the problem?

How to deal with this almost perfect ghost.

Not to mention that the ghost shadow is now out of control. Even if it is not out of control, it cannot invade this shroud. Not to mention that the person who controls this shroud is not Ye Feng but a ghost. The side effects of the ghost's resurrection will not be affected at all. slightest.

Even Yang Jian hesitated and thought for a moment.

The ghost with a green and black face that looked exactly like Ye Feng moved again. It was not moving very fast, even a little slowly, but in anyone's eyes, this kind of terror was unprecedented.

"Click, click, click~!"

The thing's jaw seemed to be dislocated, making a series of cracking sounds.

Then, the deathly gray mouth was forced open by something.

A putrid stench spread across the surface, and inside the thing's lips, strange and ferocious teeth were arranged in a criss-cross pattern.

Seeing these teeth, Yang Jian immediately thought of the tooth marks on the broken arm when he came here before. It turned out to be bitten by this thing, and except for the ghost in front of him, the other ghost babies had no teeth. , ghost babies eat people by devouring them.

And Yang Jian has also seen these teeth.

It is the second ghost in Ye Feng's body.

This weird tooth can even bite through the ghost realm, but the cost of using it is too high. Even Ye Feng himself rarely uses it, but now it has fallen on the ghost baby, and with this shroud, it makes people feel... despair.

The mouth had been cracked to an unimaginable degree, and the rotten stench spread over it. This ghost seemed to want to bite Yang Jian's head off and eat it alive.

Yang Jian was startled and could no longer care about anything else. He struggled to break away from the stiff black palm, and then squatted down as much as possible to avoid the bite.

Perhaps because they were in their own ghost realm, the ghost eye and the ghost were suppressed by each other, and some things were not fully revealed.

His ordinary body actually broke free and successfully escaped.

The dead Ye Feng bit the ghost domain.

A hole was torn open in the scarlet ghost realm, and the black and blue haze invaded along the hole, and the surrounding area began to quickly become dim again.

"Yang Jian, let's go, we can't win." Zhang Han tried his best to suppress the uncontrollable ghost baby, but he was not Yan Li and did not have the ghost blood to restrain the ghost shadow, so at this moment he already felt that he was being controlled by the ghost baby. Shadow gradually takes control.

Seeing Yang Jian's failure, he was now frightened.

"I can't run away anymore. My ghost realm has gone out of control. Now I can't even get out of this ghost realm. It was just a desperate attempt. How can I think so much? I can only risk my life and fight again."

Yang Jian's face was covered with cold sweat. He backed away frantically, hoping that this ghost wouldn't follow him immediately, so that he would still have a chance.

Take out the ghost candle for the last time.

He pinned all his hopes on it.

Use Ghost Candle to suppress this ghost and create the last chance.

"I can't control it anymore. This shadow has invaded my body and is controlling my ghost." Zhang Han shouted crazily.

At this moment, a bloody arm stretched out from his back and strangled his neck.

Although he was trying his best to control it, he already felt that this ghost was about to strangle him to death.

"Give me one minute, no, thirty seconds. You have to hold on while you're holding your breath."

Yang Jian shouted while holding a golden lighter with trembling hands to light the last ghost candle.

There are about ten centimeters of ghost candle left.

Although it seems that it can burn for more than ten minutes, the more ghosts around it, the more fierce it is and the faster it burns. At this point, it is estimated that it will not be able to last even two minutes.

"Huh~!"

The ghost candle's gloomy will-o'-the-wisp now lights up in this scarlet ghost realm.

The flames at this moment were as if gasoline had been added, spreading in an unreasonable way and burning fiercely.

"Again."

Holding the ghost candle, Yang Jian once again pinched the withered fingers and rushed forward.

But before he could take a step forward.

Gui Zhu weirdly shortened one verse.

Ten centimeters and less than five centimeters remain.

Yang Jian looked at it and was horrified to find that there were a few tooth marks on the ghost candle, and the ghost that looked like Ye Feng right in front of him actually moved his lips slightly and was chewing something.

Oh my god.

This ghost thing actually ate half of the ghost candle directly.

This special ghost candle that can isolate any ghost attack not only failed to make the ghost retreat, but was actually eaten as food.

Is it so terrifying that it cannot be suppressed by any means?

But no matter what, there is no way out at this time. Even if you die, you have to fight for the last time.

Yang Jian looked at the remaining ghost candle in his hand with fear. It was still burning, but the burning speed was really alarming.

The rest will probably be extinguished in less than a minute.

With a ghost candle that could be extinguished at any time, he rushed in front of the ghost.

The ghost candle fire seemed to be affected and felt like it was about to explode, and the burning speed became more and more alarming.

The green will-o'-the-wisp shrouded the ghost's body. It seemed to be still, and even its squirming mouth stopped. The ghost candle's suppression of other ghosts seemed to have the last effect, or maybe this ghost had eaten the ghost. Zhu has a stomachache and feels unwell.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and stabbed the withered finger in his hand at the ghost who looked exactly like Ye Feng again.

This time he avoided the shroud and stabbed the thing in the neck.

But he understood that if the shroud worked, it would actually be useless to stab anywhere. If a gust of wind blew away, the shroud would block any attacked area in advance, and there would be no blind spots.

So now he can only gamble, betting that the last candlelight emitted by the ghost candle can suppress so many ghosts around him.

On the dry fingers is a pitch-black curved nail, cold and hard.

At this moment, this weird nail pierced the neck of the ghost in front of him smoothly like a knife, tore a hole and penetrated in very smoothly.

"Pfft~!"

Like stabbing a dead piece of flesh.

Except for the last knuckles of his withered fingers, all the rest sank under the black and blue flesh, piercing the ghost's throat.

Although ghosts cannot be killed, the throat is considered a weak part of the human body. If this action fails, there is nothing to say.

"It's stuck in." The Jedi's fight was smoother than expected.

When Yang Jian reacted, he had already let go of his hand and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Huh~!"

The remaining ghost candle has not completely burned out, but the flames on it are shrinking rapidly, and the rapid burning speed has also slowed down.

It seems that this change indicates that the real danger has passed.

"Will it be useful?"

Staring at the green-black Ye Feng in front of him, Yang Jian's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his whole body was trembling. He didn't know whether it was nervousness or fear.

The thing in front of me stopped moving.

If he can still move, it means that the operation failed, and everyone present can only declare that he is dead.

"Yang, Yang Jian, don't worry about it for now, come and help me." At this time, Zhang Han's face turned red and he made a difficult cry for help.

At this moment, two hands were pinching his neck, one was his own, and the other was a bloody ghost hand stretched out from behind.

Both hands seemed to be out of his control and were attacking him.

"Damn it." Yang Jian looked at the last remaining ghost candle, his face suddenly changed and he rushed over.

Zhang Han must not die, at least not at this time. After he died, the ghost ran out. This was another nightmare. Now he was in a state where he could not deal with anything.