I Have a Diary

"How is it? Do you want me to come?" Xin Xin didn't seem to care, Li Xiangtian didn't even look at the other party for everything he said before.

Chu Jiang asked: "Can you guarantee the safety of that lady? If you can, then we can call it a day and go back. By the way, we can see how the other captains are doing."

"Yes." Xinxin agreed without thinking.

Seeing that these two people didn't care about his side at all, and decided his own life and death within a few words, although Li Xiangtian was calm on the surface, he was unavoidably embarrassed in his heart.

Li Xiangtian clenched his fists slightly. He thought that even in the academy, he could be regarded as a captain-level combat power. Although the chances of winning a one-on-two were not high, he didn't believe that he would lose miserably in a one-on-one duel.

Even if the opponent is Chu Jiang, the man who once solved the S-level incident.

Because dealing with people is not the same concept as dealing with ghosts. Ghosts have rules to follow, but humans do not.

Of course, Li Xiangtian won't fight Chu Jiang one-on-one. His purpose now is to escape for his life.

Even if it is easy to use, the opponent still has ghost master troops not on board, and the number of rounds is superior, and their side is absolutely at a disadvantage.

"Have you finished the discussion?" When Li Xiangtian spoke, an old man with a skinny face and a tattered monk's robe floated up from the next floor.

He is begging for alms in his right hand, his skin is dark brown, and he looks like an ascetic.

As soon as the old man appeared, Chu Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly. He was a very dangerous person.Moreover, in the research institute's information, there is no such a person. It can only be said that the Ghost Hunting Society still has some trump cards.

"Are you really willing to leave with me to find the existence of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss?" The ascetic looked at Li Xiangtian expressionlessly.

"The premise is that I can still live. Now the research institute clearly wants me to die." Li Xiangtian stood up, "Since the negotiation failed, please master. Otherwise, don't talk about me, I'm afraid you will die here too, they don't care Are you a member of the Ghost Hunting Society?"

The ascetic monk sighed. At this time, the leader of the research institute immediately snatched his loudspeaker, intending to negotiate with the mysterious ghost master.

But what he didn't expect was that the other party started to recite some kind of weird scriptures directly.

As soon as the mysterious scripture sound came out, all the ghost masters present felt that the ghost in their bodies began to move around, and seemed to have a tendency to speed up recovery.

What was even more dangerous was that the sealed clay pots behind Li Xiangtian started to shake by themselves, as if the ghosts in them were waking up quickly.

I'm afraid that as soon as the jar is broken, the ghost inside will appear in a fully recovered form, instead of needing a period of time to recover the power of its heyday.

Chapter 310: S-Class Specter Comes Out of Coffin

At the moment when the crisis happened, Chu Jiang stretched out his hand to grab the ascetic monk who recited the strange scriptures. No matter what the origin of the other party was, he should be killed for helping the evil spirits at this moment!

Li Xiangtian raised his hand to take a picture, trying to grab Wu Fangfang who was on the ground. Now this woman is one of his life-saving charms.

He was not at all worried that Chu Jiang and the others would not save people, because if the research institute really allowed such meritorious people to die, it would chill the hearts of many people and cause very bad effects.

But for some reason, Li Xiangtian didn't capture Wu Fangfang, but snatched the chains from her body, in disguise, to help her out of trouble.

But now, Wu Fangfang didn't have much mobility anymore, even if the chains were removed, she would still be half paralyzed on the ground.

Not far away, behind Xinxin appeared an illusory god of death holding a sickle and wearing a black cloak.

The Grim Reaper, whose head looks like a skeleton, is in the same posture as its owner, staring at Wu Fangfang, motionless...

On the other side, Chu Jiang's grab used two powers of interference with reality and conjugation at the same time, trying to stop the ascetic monk from continuing to chant sutras.

But there was only a "bang~!", and a huge black umbrella appeared out of thin air above the No.30 floor.

The two supernatural powers were temporarily blocked by the umbrella surface.

This huge sky-covering umbrella is somewhat similar in shape to the oil-paper umbrella produced by the research institute, but it is more eerie and old-fashioned.It grows from the top of Li Xiangtian's head, and it has been protecting this layer before, but it's just invisible and hidden.

It can also be seen from this that the ghost on Xinxin's body is very special, and it can actually invade the protection range of the umbrella and affect Wu Fangfang.

Chu Jiang's hand grasped the surface of the umbrella, his face sank, and with force, the surface of the umbrella immediately creaked and dented, as if it was about to be crushed by him in the air.

Li Xiangtian immediately felt the huge pressure. Although it was not visible on the surface, the bones in his body had been eroded by the umbrella ghost until it looked like a wooden handle.

So if Chu Jiang hurts Umbrella Ghost, it will also hurt Li Xiangtian.But Li Xiangtian still rushed forward recklessly, wanting to arrest Wu Fangfang.

Then something even more miraculous happened. The floor of the No.30 floor suddenly collapsed, as if the building had been too old and collapsed on its own, which made Wu Fangfang fall directly to the next floor.

This is more than that, the floors from the first to the 29th floor collapsed layer by layer, and the area of ​​the collapse was just slightly larger than a person, causing Wu Fangfang to fall almost in a straight line along with the steel bars and concrete fragments.

What's more, it's incredible that not a single piece of steel or concrete fell on her, as if at this moment, she was the chosen one!No matter what kind of crisis you encounter, you will not die.

The chanting of the ascetic monk continued, and the ghost masters at the scene could barely suppress the restlessness of the ghosts in their bodies, but in less than five seconds, all the safety symbols on the sealed clay pots on this layer were all shattered one sheet.

The remaining one, it is estimated that in another four or five seconds, it will be broken by the ghost struggling inside.

What Li Xiangtian said before, threatening to send ghosts to every corner of the city to open them, is of course a lie.The siege was so sudden this time, how could he have made such preparations in advance.

But he did master a method that could revive the ghosts quickly, and he didn't even have to manually open the cans one by one by himself, which was too risky.

With the help of this mysterious monk, Li Xiangtian was able to make the situation chaotic in a short period of time, and then let the ascetic monk lead him to escape from Yunjing City.

As for following this guy, what kind of pure land of bliss are you looking for?What Buddha? ?Li Xiangtian thinks that his brain is fine, and he will find a way to get rid of the other party when the time comes.

Seeing that time was running out, Li Xiangtian hesitated for a moment, but still didn't use the ability of the second ghost to catch Wu Fangfang back.

Let's retreat first, otherwise at least fifty or sixty ghosts will rush out together, and they won't be able to distinguish between enemy and friend.

......

On Chu Jiang's side, he was about to use his limit strength in an instant to crush the black umbrella, but his expression suddenly changed for some reason.

I saw Chu Jiang hurriedly pulled out a dark purple coffin with a somewhat decayed appearance from his left hand, and suddenly pushed it into the umbrella from the air!

In fact, Chu Jiang's hand did not touch the umbrella, but it seemed to be pressed down visually; then the coffin really disappeared from his hand in an instant, and the umbrella surface broke open with a "crash", Blast into the Lian's Building.

The coffin fell straight towards the ascetic monk. The skinny old monk raised his right hand, chanted sutras incessantly, and tried to catch the coffin with one hand.

But when the coffin was falling, the seven townships popped out and landed almost at the same time; at the same time, a deep black, lifeless, withered hand protruded from the inside.

This hand, like an old corpse, held the ascetic's hand.

The old monk's face changed drastically, and he immediately stopped chanting scriptures, and cut off his right hand along the elbow with his left hand.

The arm that fell on the ground instantly became dark and withered, as if it had been assimilated by the ghost in the coffin.

At the same time, the coffin fell to the ground with a bang and fell to pieces, but a tall black humanoid figure appeared in the dust of decayed wood...

The moment it appeared, all the sealed clay pots fell silent and stopped shaking.

On the other hand, all the living people in the arena, and even those outside the arena, felt a sense of oppression in their hearts, and even had an inexplicable urge to return to death and silence.

And someone discovered in horror that the sky had darkened at some point, and the dark clouds were hanging low, as if it was going to rain...

As the closest person to the black figure, whether it is an ascetic monk or Li Xiangtian, they all have a feeling of scalp numbness, which is a terrifying existence.

Even though it was still standing there, motionless, the two of them could still feel a strong breath of death emanating from each other.

If you stay with this ghost for a long time, all living things will be assimilated by the power of death,

The ascetic monk said with an ugly face: "Do not melt bones..."

Li Xiangtian gave up the broken umbrella and shrunk the defensive range, while looking at Chu Jiang with disbelief, "You are crazy!"

This guy actually released it by himself, an extremely dangerous ghost, does he want to destroy Yunjing City?

Even among all the ghosts Li Xiangtian has seen, this ghost is the most terrifying.

As the smoke cleared, everyone could see that it was a tall humanoid zombie, it was wearing a pair of broken armor of an ancient general, its long gray hair was disheveled, and its face was like a mummy.

Now, no matter whether it was the research institute or the Ghost Hunting Club, everyone stopped their movements, for fear of triggering the ghost's law of killing, and dying silently and silently in an instant.

Chapter 310 Submission

"Heh~" The white-haired zombie breathed out a mouthful of black |/ gas, and around its feet, an invisible breath spread outward, quickly turning everything around it into a gray and dead silence.

The ascetic monk and Li Xiangtian immediately flew away from the building to avoid being contaminated by the aura. Among them, Li Xiangtian even signaled the old monk to flee in the same direction as himself.

Anyway, Li Xiangtian felt that his goal had been achieved in disguise.

This Chu Jiang actually released a ghost that was at least A-level, maybe even S-level. He didn't think he could command the ghost at will, did he?

What a joke!

In fact, Chu Jiang's face was also a little ugly. He never thought of letting the S-rank zombie out of the dark purple coffin at this moment.

It was entirely because the ascetic monk's chanting sound was so special that it actually woke up the sleeping zombie. If Chu Jiang didn't throw out the coffin, then the ghost would wake up in his body!

"Xinxin, you find a way to hold those two people back, and I'll deal with that ghost."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Jiang stepped forward, as if he could shrink the ground into an inch, and stepped directly in front of the white-haired zombie.

......

"What's the situation? Can anyone tell me what's going on now, why did an S-class ghost come out of Yunjing City??"

The combat command room at the headquarters is now in chaos.

There are four large electronic screens here, as well as a bunch of small monitoring equipment. Now the four large screens are playing pictures of Yunjing City, Dongzhou City, Xiaoyue City, and Fanhai City.

In other places, it's okay to say that even the captain didn't arrive at the scene, but in Yunjing City, Chu Jiang unexpectedly released a ghost with a terrifying breath.

This ghost has changed the weather in an area, and is even assimilating its own environment.

This made the deputy minister, as well as the experts and researchers on site, have some bad associations. Could this be an existence of that level...

At this moment, Chu Jiang had no time to care about other aspects, even if some members of the Ghost Hunting Society ran out from the first floor, raising their hands and declaring their surrender.

This group of people before was really afraid of being killed by the boss, so they huddled in the floors below and did not dare to come forward.

Now the boss is leading the way, and finally the first batch of ghost masters who are not afraid of death, or rather afraid of death, have come out...

When Chu Jiang appeared, the white-haired zombie raised his head slightly and looked at him.

The zombies even stopped their instinctive expansion of the field.

Because of the pair of empty gray eyes without the slightest expression, Chu Jiang couldn't guess what the ghost was thinking.

After being fully prepared for the opponent's counterattack, Chu Jiang stepped forward tentatively.

At least the awkwardness in his body didn't react when facing this ghost, which was much more relaxed than when he faced the black sun and ghost Buddha before.

When the other ghost masters saw this scene, they were sweating for him. They actually tried to get in close contact with such a terrifying existence. Is this Chu Jiang really not afraid of death, or does he have a strong confidence?

Until Chu Jiang walked in front of the white-haired zombie, the other party did not move, which made Chu Jiang feel more at ease. It seemed that the old man's prediction was correct.

He stretched out a hand and pressed it directly on the other's shoulder.