Chapter 932 Desperate(2/3)
This ghostland is very scary.
You must know that this is still under some kind of suppression in the ancient house. If it were placed outside, this ghost's ghost realm would definitely be the most powerful one I have ever encountered. It has surpassed Yang Jian's five layers of ghost realms.
Yang Jian's five-layer ghost realm can send away some non-terrifying supernatural beings, and this ghost's ghost realm can also devour all people and buildings.
"There is no chance of success if we continue to stay here." He took a deep breath and glanced at the others.
Li Yang has not come back yet, and even if he comes back, he will only lure the ghosts from the back door away. He still has to deal with the ghosts in this ancient house on his own.
"What should we do?" The voice of the remaining strange ghost master was trembling.
This is both fear and excessive tension.
Yang Jian glanced at him: "Daqiang, you should be able to master the ghost realm."
"That's right." The messenger named Daqiang nodded.
Yang Jian said: "I want you to take over my position for at least ten seconds. Within these ten seconds, I will rush into the lobby alone and dismember the ghost who invaded the back hall. Otherwise, if this continues, we will
It will be consumed to death.”
"Ten seconds?"
Daqiang's expression suddenly changed: "I'm not sure. Is there no better way besides this method?"
"No, if the ghost realm of Li Gui engulfs the back hall, everyone will disappear, even this red coffin will disappear, and everyone will die by then. Now that the ghost has not appeared, I can't find its location.
Therefore, I must take the initiative, but once I leave the ghost realm and invade, I need someone to take over and support me."
"Here, you are the only one who owns the ghost realm, so you must hold on for ten seconds, even if you risk the ghost's resurrection." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he added: "This is the only chance.
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"And you have to do it, and you can't say no."
Seeing this, Daqiang gritted his teeth and said: "I know, I will try my best in ten seconds."
Ten seconds sounds very short, but only those with ghost abilities know how terrifying and dangerous this supernatural confrontation is.
"After three calls, I started to take action." Yang Jian stared at him.
At this time, he did not doubt the messenger named Daqiang.
Because once he leaves, if Daqiang doesn't fight hard, he will die here, so this is not for others, but also for himself.
"Okay, I understand." Daqiang patted his face and cheered up.
"It's time to start."
Cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, and his nerves were extremely tense.
"One." Yang Jian stretched out a finger.
Daqiang nodded.
Fan Xing, Yang Xiaohua, and the remaining strange ghost master all stared at the two people.
"two."
Yang Jian clenched the hatchet in his hand. At this moment, he knew it was time for him to play.
Daqiang's face gradually became ugly, and the living person was transforming into the demeanor of a dead person.
This is a precursor to using supernatural power, and oneself is being corroded by evil spirits.
"three!"
After this sound fell, the ghost shadow covering the red coffin instantly retracted, and then Yang Jian rushed out like a wild beast. He left the back hall and went straight to the lobby.
"coming."
As soon as the ghost retreated, a powerful ghost realm immediately followed.
Just this moment of succession.
The darkness nearby suddenly eroded, and there was no place to stand around. Only the circle around the red coffin was still safe.
"Stand on the coffin." Fan Xing said in horror and hurriedly climbed up the red coffin.
Another ghost controller, Yang Xiaohua, had no time to act and could only lie on the coffin for fear of falling into the nearby dark abyss. However, the eagle who was playing a game with the ghost was safe. The rules of the ghost dice game
It protected him and seemed to isolate all supernatural beings from the influence of this ghost realm.
"damn it."
Daqiang was roaring and roaring, and his body was being rapidly eroded by his own supernatural power. This kind of pain was enough to drive people crazy.
His ghost realm is fighting against this all-devouring darkness.
Even if he tried his best, the area covered by his ghost domain was getting smaller and smaller, and he could only barely cover the red coffin, and this area was still shrinking as the confrontation progressed.
"Ten seconds, just hold on for ten seconds, I can do it." Daqiang's strong desire to survive was supporting him.
Let him not collapse due to despair.
At this moment, Yang Jian rushed into the lobby with a cracked spear. He had endured it for so long in order to stabilize the situation and survive the first seven days. Since the ghost capital has been oppressed to this extent, then he simply shouldn't be there.
What to consider.
Isn’t it just hard work?
He is not vain.
"There is no need to hold anything back, just trigger all the media to dismember all the ghosts that appeared in the ancient house, and reverse the situation in one go."
Yang Jian's eyes showed a fierce look.
The ghost shadow extended under his feet, forming a safe path, leading him to the middle of the lobby, and then the ghost shadow spread out to the surroundings.
As long as there are traces left by ghosts in the area covered by ghosts, the medium will be triggered.
Suddenly.
One by one, strange and terrifying figures appeared in front of Yang Jian.
Densely packed.
The originally empty lobby suddenly became a little crowded.
All are ghosts.
All are media left by ghosts.
And as the coverage of ghosts slightly expands, more and more figures appear, but many of the media are repeated and are not media left behind by one ghost.
"Do it."
Yang Jian let out a low cry in his heart, and he held the cracked spear in his hand and slashed at the ghost figure in the medium.
No fancy moves, no hesitation.
With one stroke of the knife, four evil ghosts' mediums were cut off.
"Ah~!"
In the dark ancient house, a strange and pitiful scream was immediately heard, which was horrifying to hear.
"Come again."
Yang Jian slashed with his second sword, and the mediums of three more ghosts were instantly cut off.
The evil ghosts in unknown places will be cursed by the hatchet and be instantly dismembered.
But when he wanted to swing the knife for the third time.
The curse of the first sword broke out.
The first blow of the hatchet chopped off the medium left by the four evil ghosts, and the curse that broke out accordingly would be even more terrifying.
There were cracks on Yang Jian's body. The cracks were so big that they were as wide as a palm, almost swallowing half of his body.
This kind of wounds not only appear on the body, but also on ghosts.
Such a serious wound cannot be repaired in a short time even with ghost splicing.
And new cracks are still growing.
Because the curse of the second sword broke out one after another.
At this moment, Yang Jian was like a piece of broken porcelain that fell to the ground. No part of his body was intact.
The ghost shadow seemed to be completely shattered at this moment.
"Restart."
Yang Jian growled, feeling the pain of being dismembered.
The ghost eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and a burst of scarlet light covered itself.
The originally fragmented body and ghostly figure recovered instantly in less than a second.
"Come again." Yang Jian's eyes were cold and fierce.
The hatchet in his hand struck down again.
To be continued...