Mysterious resurgence

"Is there anyone inside?"

Hearing the sound coming from inside, everyone's hearts trembled, and they were all on guard subconsciously, guarding against unexpected situations that might occur at any time.

"Shouldn't I come? So I should just stay in Dachang City and wait for you to come find me?"

Yang Jian stopped and glanced at Xiong Wenwen.

Xiong Wenwen patted his chest and immediately understood what Yang Jian meant.

The other party is prepared to wait here. In order to avoid suffering a loss, it is safest to directly use the ability to predict at this time.

"Liao Fan and Xu Feng have been killed by you. This matter should end here. We don't want to provoke a captain from the headquarters." The deep voice continued to be heard in the empty ancient house.

"This matter will not end until I kill you all."

Yang Jian replied with a cold tone, his attitude was firm and there was no room for turning around.

"Yang Jian, don't be too self-righteous. Kill us all? If you really dare to break in, your entire team may be wiped out here. If you leave now, the conflict between us will end here, and we I promise you will never set foot in Dachang City from now on,"

"Knowing how to take things easy is what a smart person does."

The man continued to warn Yang Jian in the ancient house.

"You don't even dare to show your face. You pretend to say a few words just to scare me. Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? Every one of the people in this ancient house today will die."

Yang Jian responded to the voice while waiting for Xiong Wenwen's predicted result.

He wanted to kill these people without fail.

"Yang Jian, don't go too far. When I became a ghost controller, you were still doing homework in school. The third generation of the Wang family didn't dare to talk to us like this, so it's just you? Don't say that you are the only one here today. Captain, even if there are three or four captains who come here, we will kill them. Today I will give you some face and give you a few words of advice. If I don’t give you face, I will destroy Dachang City as well."

This is another voice, and there is a bit of viciousness in the anger.

"Who is clamoring? You don't even dare to tell me your name?" Yang Jian's eyes flickered and he shouted.

"Dead people don't need to know that much," the sinister voice responded.

Yang Jian said coldly: "That's true. It's useless for a group of people who are almost dead to know your names."

"Yang Jian, it's useless to talk more. You made a declaration in the supernatural circle an hour ago to get rid of us. Now you are here and we are here too. But I really want to know whether you can do what you said."

"If you want to do something, just come in."

came the deep voice.

Then there was a sudden sound of iron chains shaking from the door of an old house that had been dusty for many years. The iron chain that blocked the door slipped from the door and fell to the ground, echoing with a creaking sound.

The thick door that had not yet rotted opened slowly at this moment.

Behind the gate of the ancient house is a hall. The hall is dark, gloomy, and seems to be covered with dust, as if no one has cleaned it for many years. But what is strange is that the walls and floors inside are still very well preserved, although they are old and discolored. But it is not rotten or destroyed.

But the more this happens, the more strange it becomes.

Yang Jian was standing at the door. He peered inside and could even see dim lights lighting up in some corners.

The light was yellow and dim, as if it was going to go out at any moment.

It can be seen that this ancient house from the Republic of China is still in operation. Although it looks abandoned from the outside, some kind of supernatural being is actually still shrouding the house.

If there really was no problem with this ancient house, it would have leaked and collapsed long ago.

"Are you hesitating? Haha, it seems that what Ghost Eye Yang Jian did was nothing more than that. He was so loud, but when he really wanted to take action, he backed down and didn't even dare to enter the door of this ancient house." came from inside. A sarcastic voice sounded very disdainful.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, but remained unmoved. He just looked at Xiong Wenwen.

Xiong Wenwen suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and his originally ugly face showed a rare look of shock.

"Okay?" Yang Jian asked.

"This ghost place is really dangerous. Father Bear and I died twice in a row. We can't enter through the front door, otherwise we will suffer an unknown curse and will never be able to get rid of the influence of this ancient house for the rest of our lives. We must enter through the window."

Xiong Wenwen whispered into Yang Jian's ear. He foresaw the terrible danger and began to remind Yang Jian at this moment.

"After entering, we must first suppress the white-haired guy. He is standing on the third floor of the ancient house. If we cannot kill him immediately, one of us will die."

Xiong Wenwen said that there was still a lingering look of fear on his face.

Yang Jian's face was calm and he listened carefully to the news he revealed.

And at the same time.

Inside the old house.

There are three floors in total.

There were figures lingering on every floor, their eyes fixed on the old door, all waiting for the arrival of Yang Jian's team.

Once they enter the ancient house, they will be greeted by the evil ghost's killing pattern that will lead to death again and again.

It only takes less than twenty seconds to almost wipe out this seven-man team here.

"Is Yang Jian afraid? He doesn't dare to enter this ancient house. Maybe he senses something dangerous."

A thin man with cold eyes stood in the corridor on the second floor and looked up slightly.

On the third floor, a young man with white hair leaned on the railing and looked downstairs expressionlessly: "He is not in a hurry, why should we be in a hurry? If we really want to fight, we will fight with him. This Yang Jian is not as strong as he thought." Terrifying, his codename is Ghost Eye, his advantage is the ghost realm, and what this ancient house is specifically designed to control is the ghost controller who possesses the ghost realm."

"As Yang Jian is an outsider, once the bell rings, they will also be cursed. They will die faster than us."

"And we are not weak compared to the strength of the ghost controllers."

This white-haired young man is very confident.

What's more, there are not many people gathered in this ancient house.

A slight sweep.

There are more than ten people.

This is a very astonishing number, and some of them have not participated. After all, this is not a very strict organization. Everyone just relies on the curse of the pendulum clock to survive. The affairs of Xu Feng and Liao Fan are different from others. The relationship is not big, so some people don't want to take the risk.

"coming."

Suddenly, there was a low shout from someone in the lobby on the first floor.

The red light at the dim door suddenly lit up, illuminating from the main entrance and the windows, as if to corrode the entire ancient house.

But when the red light spread to the middle of the hall, it stopped.

Some supernatural power blocks the erosion of the red light.

Everyone looked shocked.

"This is Yang Jian's ghost realm. Is he going to rush in?"

"There's something wrong with this guy's ghost realm. He has already invaded the hall."

"After all, the supernatural beings in the ancient house are slightly better. His ghost realm cannot affect too much. This should be his limit."

Discussions rang out.

Subsequently.

The red light began to slowly fade.

This dissipation speed is very slow, which makes people feel very wrong and seems to be delayed.

Several blurry and twisted figures appeared in the red light, and as the red light faded, the blurry figures gradually became real and clear.

"Tap!"

Crisp footsteps sounded, echoing in this quiet ancient house.

In the red light, a young man with a pale face and a golden spear full of cracks strode forward. There was a strange scarlet eye on his forehead, which turned restlessly and peered into the surrounding darkness.

behind him.

Six people, Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, Li Yang, Xiong Wenwen, and Guitong appeared one after another.

Several people in the lobby on the first floor couldn't help but take a few steps back when they saw this.

Because they all recognized that the man in front of them was the top ghost controller in the supernatural circle, Ghost Eye Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, do you really dare to come in?"

A thin man with a sinister voice on the second floor growled through gritted teeth.

He really didn't want to come to this point, because this kind of fighting was meaningless to them. After all, they were the enemies brought by Xu Feng and Liao Fan. Even if he and others were prepared, even if they won by then, Yang It is also very troublesome for the ghost to revive after Team Jian died here.

But it would be difficult to defeat this guy outside.

After all, Yang Jian's ghost realm is too unsolvable, and it will be easily defeated by each one if you cooperate with the coffin nails.

Only by getting together and using the curse of the ancient house head-on can we kill this guy.

Yang Jian raised his head slightly. He did not look at the man on the second floor. Instead, he locked eyes directly on the white-haired man in the corridor on the third floor who leaned out half of his body and looked downstairs.

The dangerous person Xiong Wenwen predicted was him.

"Do it." The white-haired man said coldly.

"kill."

Yang Jian's ghost eyes turned and locked directly on the white-haired man. With a cold drink, his ghost realm instantly dissipated.

There is a ghost realm that has supernatural interference here. Although it can be used, it is difficult for people to adapt to this kind of interference. It is better not to use the ghost realm.

Moreover, the current ghost domain cannot cover the interior of the ancient house. He can only invade the hall by using the five-layer ghost domain, so it is of little significance.

But this is the case with oneself, and the same with the enemy.

moment.

Everyone in the ancient house felt a strong sense of crisis, and everyone's hair stood on end at this moment.

Because the power of the evil spirits is being released.

No one is immune, everyone is affected.

"not good."

But at this moment, the white-haired man on the third floor felt a strong crisis. This was not the supernatural being in his body reminding him, but the intuition honed in life and death.

This intuition told him that he had been targeted by Yang Jian.

next moment.

There was a whistling sound in the air.

A golden spear was thrown out by Yang Jian, directly punching through the old wooden railings in the corridor and penetrating into the body of the white-haired young man.

"Wow!"

The white-haired young man was thrown backward by the shock, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his chest was penetrated, and then he was nailed to the wall.

He struggled subconsciously.

As a result, the body was instantly numb and unable to move. This feeling was like a ghost pressing down on the bed. The consciousness was awake, but the body was out of control.

"The ghost in the body has been suppressed. Is this the nail in the coffin?"

His head hung limply, like a corpse hanging on the wall, but there were still signs of life, and he roared unwillingly: "Yang Jian!"

How dare this guy.

How dare he use the coffin nail against himself at the first move? He clearly knew that the ghost realm was disturbed, but he actually threw out the coffin nail with all his strength.

Missing this hit would be the nail in the coffin for yourself.

pity.

Yang Jian hit him. The reason for success was not luck, but that Xiong Wenwen had foreseen that this result had already occurred.

"Someone help me pull this thing out." The white-haired young man asked for help anxiously.

But there was no helper around him. He usually didn't trust other people, so he was the only one on the third floor during this operation.

Nails in the coffin can only suppress evil spirits.

Li Gui fell silent, so his body also lost the ability to move, and the pendulum clock curse also failed. Now he still has life characteristics just because his body is in good condition and has not reached the critical point of death.

But how long can an ordinary person survive after being stabbed through the chest and nailed to the wall?

But Yang Jian didn't seem to give him this chance.

On the spear that was nailed to him, a cold and black palm lay there strangely and stiffly.

This is a ghost hand.

And it's just a derivative of a ghost hand, not a real ghost.

now.

At this time, the stiff ghost hands started to move, slowly crawling along the body of the white-haired young man, opening his mouth bit by bit and then forcefully stuffing it in.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The white-haired young man struggled, but soon his nose, ears, and mouth were bleeding.

"Pfft!"

There was a sound like something exploding, and a stiff finger stretched out from his eye socket.

A very ordinary ghost hand was destroying his body without restraint at this moment.

However, he himself had fallen into a coma, his consciousness was blurred, his vital signs were rapidly disappearing, and then he breathed his last breath as a matter of course.

Kavin. Kavin has been stuck for the past two days.