Chapter 178 It’s time for me to exist in this world
Li Leping and Shen Lin started fighting.
Many ghost masters choose to start reaping benefits, while some ghost masters start to complete their own puzzle pieces.
With no restraints, the ghost controller begins to reach a route, survive, become stronger, and then survive again.
If you want to survive, you must become stronger, and to become stronger, you must compete for resources.
The place with the most resources is undoubtedly the headquarters.
So, all capable ghost masters started their own actions.
No one would think that there is anything wrong with doing this to their old club. Instead, they would take it for granted.
But when they arrived at the place where the supernatural items were stored, they fell silent.
The supernatural items are gone and all have been taken away. The strategic resources are also gone and have been taken away.
Who is it?
The surviving ghost master told me that it was Yang Jian, the ghost eye in Dachang City.
After inquiring about the direction in which Yang Jian left, some people chose to chase him, while others left Dajing City.
On a street at this moment, Yang Jian stopped, dragging a large gold box, his face became ugly.
Zhang Lei and Huang Ziya were each dragging a gold box.
Inside the box are supernatural items and strategic resources from the headquarters, such as scapegoat dolls, grass circles, red and white ghost candles, etc.
Seeing Yang Jian stop, Huang Ziya asked with a worried look: "Is someone coming again?"
"Well, there are quite a few coming..."
Yang Looking around, he could see the people hiding in the dark.
"Come out, don't hide!" Yang Jian scolded him coldly.
Seeing that they were discovered, those people stopped hiding and walked out one after another.
When those people walked out of the darkness, Zhang Lei swallowed: "Huangzhou, Li He, Wang Jiu..."
More than a dozen names were read out. , all of whom are veteran ghost masters.
There are also newcomers, but only a few.
"Yang Jian, we know you are powerful, but you have to understand that if so many of us come together, you will die." A man wearing a mask looked at Yang Jian and spoke first.
"Oh?" Yang Jian put down the gold box and looked at the man wearing a mask.
"Tell me what you mean."
Seeing Yang Jian being so polite, he was obviously stunned, but soon he smiled: "It's not interesting, as long as you divide the supplies "Half, I won't participate."
"Half?" Yang Jian sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"Huangzhou, give me half. You have a really big appetite. In this case, Yang Jian, I am not as greedy as Huangzhou. Give me twenty red ghost candles and white ghost candles, plus two scapegoat dolls and Two supernatural items, I will not participate in this matter. If you are willing to give me half, I, Li He, can even help you get through this difficulty.”
"So, am I more sincere than Huang Zhou?" Li He said with a smile.
Hearing Li He's words, Huang Zhou's eyes became gloomy: "Li He, do you want to die?"
"Haha... you can give it a try." The corner of Li He's mouth He twitched and said nonchalantly.
Yang Jian looked at the disagreement between the two and had no intention of speaking.
It’s best to fight, but it doesn’t matter if you can’t fight.
"Huangzhou, Li He, don't panic. How about we kill Yang Jian first and then allocate resources together?" One of the ghost controllers persuaded.
"Yes, Huangzhou, Li He, and Zhang Tian are right. As long as Yang Jian is killed, won't all the resources belong to us? It's not worth arguing now." Some ghost controllers agreed. One sentence.
Hearing someone trying to stop the fight, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly: "I can distribute supplies with you, but there is one condition. The supplies are limited. Even if I are excluded, it will only be enough for ten points. As for You decide which ten people are there. "
Of course there are enough supplies. There are almost a few hundred ghost candles alone, and there are more than a hundred scapegoats. The rest of the supplies. That's pretty much it.
The same goes for supernatural items.
These supplies are enough for hundreds of people, one piece per person.
Hearing what Yang Jian said, everyone looked at Yang Jian.
"Don't you think we are fools? What is there in the headquarters that we don't know about? Do you really think we are stupid when you are playing tricks here?" Huang Zhou looked at Yang Jian with a sneer.
At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Yang Jian became a clown.
"Oh...I wasn't fooled." Yang Jian was a little helpless.
"Forget it, let's kill Yang Jian first and then discuss how to distribute the supplies." Someone said impatiently.
“I agree.”
“I agree too.”
Someone immediately agreed to the proposal. Huang Zhou and Li He looked at each other, feeling a little strangeness.
How do they feel? These people seem to have a lot of opinions on Yang Jian.
But Yang Jian should have never offended them.
There are more and more voices of agreement.
Huang Zhou and Li He gradually felt that something was wrong.
Why are there so many people?
Looking around, there are almost dozens of ghost masters.
"Survived so many?" Huang Zhou was shocked.
Something was not right about the situation. Li He looked at Huang Zhou and the two made eye contact. I am afraid it will be difficult to get out of this matter today.
There are more monks than meat. With so many ghost masters present, how much will they get in the end?
In fact, what puzzled them the most was why so many people knew that Yang Jian had taken the supplies?
But they remembered that there were only about twenty ghost masters who learned the news. Except for a few who left here, the rest were all here.
Could it be that those ghost masters leaked the secret?
But will they have this time?
The ghost paintings of ghost paintings have almost covered the whole city, and the ghost ghosts cannot be unfolded. Will they risk being trapped in the ghost ghosts to inform others?
This is basically impossible.
Moreover, why do these people all agree to kill Yang Jian?
"Yang Jian, have you offended them?" Li He noticed something was wrong and asked.
"Oh...you noticed something was wrong?" Yang Jian was a little surprised.
"What's going on?" Li He asked.
"What can happen? It's just this situation." Yang Jian shrugged helplessly, saying that you have all seen it, and this is the situation.
Li He's face turned gloomy.
Zhang Lei and Huang Ziya hid behind Yang Jian, their expressions extremely ugly.
"Yang Jian, it's that man reading the newspaper again!" Suddenly Zhang Lei pointed to the entrance of an alley, where stood a man covering his face with a newspaper.
When I was attacked by ghosts and ghost masters before, there was this person reading the newspaper.
Yang Jian looked at the newspaper ghost and his expression became solemn: "It seems that we must deal with this evil ghost today, otherwise we will not be able to leave here alive."
Then Only the newspaper ghost has a strong obsession with him.
He was sure that it was coming towards his ghost eyes.
"A person reading the newspaper?" Huang Zhou and Li He quickly looked in the direction Zhang Lei was pointing. There was indeed a person reading the newspaper there.
“Who is that?”
In their memory, they seemed to have never seen this person before.
Prioritize the elimination of veteran ghost masters. They all know the ghost masters of the same period, and there must be no such person.
Not a veteran, but a newcomer?
"Yang Jian, what's going on now!" Huangzhou felt something was wrong. The ghost controllers around him seemed different from the ghost controllers they knew.
Yang Jian looked at these ghosts with an expressionless face, and secretly palpitated in his heart. The terror of the newspaper ghosts had been fully demonstrated.
So many ghost masters have had their memories modified.
The next step will be difficult.
He might die here.
Without Guixi's standing position, it will be difficult for him to run.
And it was obvious that the newspaper ghost would not let him go.
This ghost has wisdom, which can be seen from the Caesar Hotel.
If Yu Qian hadn’t reminded him, he wouldn’t have known that Tong Qian was a ghost.
"Yang Jian, what should we do next?" Zhang Lei and Huang Ziya were very nervous. There seemed to be a lot of people coming this time.
"What should I do?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly. After thinking for a while, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, only to find that there was no signal.
Immediately sighed: "Alas... I have no choice but to find a way to escape. There are so many ghost masters, I will definitely not be able to defeat them."
Now Even if he had the curse of the music box and could ignore the ghost's resurrection, the problem was that he obviously couldn't be such a ghost controller.
He is not the pervert Yu Qian.
"This..."
Hearing Yang Jian's words, Zhang Lei and Huang Ziya were a little stunned. Yang Jian might be able to run away, but can they run away?
"What do you mean there is nothing we can do, can't we just kill them all?"
Suddenly a young man's voice sounded.
"Yang Jian, don't think about running away when something happens. Learn from Ye Mou. Even if you are a ghost, Ye Mou dares to step forward and fight."
In the alley, a long sword suddenly penetrated the man holding the newspaper.
The newspaper fell to the ground, and Ye Zhen glanced at the fallen face: "It's not the original body."
This ghost is much harder to find than expected.
When Huang Zhou and Li He saw the person coming, their expressions suddenly changed: "Ye Zhen! Aren't you dead?"
Just a few days ago, the news of Ye Zhen's death came from spread from abroad to China.
They were still lamenting at that time that it was a pity that a person like Ye Zhen died abroad.
As a result, Ye Zhen now appears in front of them.
"Will Ye die?" Ye Zhen looked at Huangzhou and the two of them coldly: "If Ye dies, can you still live?"
Huang Zhou and Li He's expressions immediately changed. It became ugly to look at, and what Ye Zhen said was hard to hear.
"Ye Zhen, what's going on with Yu Qian now?" Yang Jian asked.
"Very good, it's better than your current situation." Ye Zhen drew out his long sword, and the devil on the sword fell to the ground motionless, seemingly suppressed by Ye Zhen.
"Is that so..." Yang Jian nodded, as expected.
"Okay, you can watch the show next. Ye is very angry now." Ye Zhen was too lazy to pay attention to Yang Jian. He was not familiar with him. Now he just wanted to chop down the newspaper ghost.
When has Ye Zhen been treated like this since he was a child?
Just thinking about it makes me angry. If I don’t chop down that newspaper ghost today, then Ye Zhen will give up the figures and stop playing games!
He does what he says!
Ye Zhen stopped talking and looked sideways at the ghost controllers around him who were full of resentment in their eyes. Without exception, they were all controlled by the newspaper ghost.
So they all have to die!
He doesn’t care whether he is innocent or not, there is no good person here.
Including himself.
Hearing Ye Zhen's words, Yang Jian thought for a while and said nothing. He just clenched the hatchet and was ready to take action at any time.
City center.
Yu Qian stood in the center of the street and looked at the old man walking towards him.
The fact that the old man is here means that he has taken care of his own affairs.
The old man looked at Yu Qian and threw a body to the ground: "Put it away."
He glanced at the starving ghost who was crucified to death with a cane. Even if he did it again, the starving ghost would still be unable to escape being stared to death.
The ghost lake appeared from under the feet and spread under the hungry ghost. A pair of ghost hands appeared and dragged the hungry ghost into the ghost lake.
As the starving ghost entered the ghost lake, Yu Qian narrowed his eyes and learned the rules and characteristics of killing.
At this moment, he understood that starving ghosts and ghosts were complementary.
One eating ghost can digest the evil ghost to replenish itself, and the other can eat the evil ghost to enhance its suppressive power.
"Where's the ghost?" Yu Qian asked.
"It was suppressed by the ghost paintings and turned into a village. If you can survive, you can take over the ghost paintings." The old man said expressionlessly.
"No need..." Yu Qian shook his head: "I had expected it."
The next moment, Yu Qian exuded a cold aura.
The old man looked back and was a little surprised: "It turns out that the ancient town existed just for this."
I saw that the village mixed with buildings in the distance was covered by an ancient town that suddenly appeared.
Then something strange and terrifying happened, and the ancient town quickly occupied the village's buildings.
As it was completely occupied, a strange black shrouded the ancient town.
Also accompanied by a restart.
The village was suppressed by ancient times, and the village was suppressed by the infinite restart of ghosts and the restart of time.
The ancient town disappeared and I don’t know where it went.
But it was probably in Yu Qian’s ghost lake.
“That coffin is still in the experimental base. If you don’t take the coffin away, a ghost will be born in it. The ability is the same as that of the ghost. When the evil ghost is born, you The imprisoned ghosts will disappear," the old man reminded.
"I know, someone will deal with it after it's over." Yu Qian exhaled and said.
From this breath on, his Guihu's suppressive power was already full. It was very difficult for him to suppress the Starving Ghost and Guizhan, even though he had learned the abilities of the two fierce ghosts.
But he didn't dare to eat ghosts, at least not now.
"It's best to have someone handle it." The old man nodded, then he looked at an armed helicopter in the distance, and after a moment of silence he said, "Wang Xiaoming is a talent, he cannot die."
"I know that I will need his help in the future." Yu Qian glanced at the armed helicopter leaving Dajing City in the distance.
Wang Xiaoming is on top, along with Li Jun and A Hong.
In the entire capital, the only ones who can leave Guihua at will are Li Jun, him, and the old man in front of him.
"Are you sure you will succeed?" the old man finally asked. At this moment, the old man was almost dead.
Even if he doesn’t fight Yu Qian, he can survive for about seven days.
“Luo Qian and I had a fight in the Endless Cemetery. He could have killed Zhang Xianguang and me, but in the end he stopped and let us leave the Endless Cemetery with the Ghost Bride’s body and the Soul Conjurer. Cemetery." Yu Qian did not confirm the old man's question, but just said an irrelevant thing.
"Is that so...then I'll be relieved." The old man nodded.
"Let's start, that little girl is almost here. If we don't fight, she won't dare to find you." The old man looked in the direction of the museum, and the curse of the museum was gone.
Yu Qian's plan was successful, and the wishing ghost controlled all the cursed and failed aliens inside.
At this moment, the wishing ghost already has an almost perfect body, only a part of Yu Qian's body is missing.
Let the wishing ghost collect all the curses that cannot be dealt with and cannot be found. To be honest, he does not dare to do this.
This is too risky. Once the wishing ghost cannot be dealt with, it will be a disaster.
"If the wishing ghost controls the ghost scissors, maybe I will trap it here, because I can't handle it, but it doesn't, because the ghost scissors are now here with me." Yu Qian looked at the old man. direction.
"I have a way to deal with it and a way to survive, so you can rest assured."
This battle must be fought, because he must understand what a top-level time restart looks like.
The old man has to pave the way for his descendants, using his short lifespan.
To die like this is the most unacceptable thing for an old man.
"Is this so..."
The old man looked at this city that he was no longer familiar with. The towering tree in the distance was arrogant and domineering here.
Construction buildings glow with neon lights.
A fierce ghost walked out of the building and walked towards the living person who triggered the murder pattern.
The ghost masters are fighting against each other, just to complete the puzzle.
The confrontation between Li Leping and Shen Lin is coming to an end, and Li Leping is going to lose.
The evil ghost in Shen Lin is stronger than Li Leping.
Yang Jian is watching Ye Zhen kill someone.
The few gold boxes behind them are all the supernatural resources of the headquarters from the Republic of China to the supernatural recovery to the present.
The Ghost Controller is escaping from here.
Security personnel are maintaining the poor order and protecting the survivors.
But often the appearance of a fierce ghost causes all the hard work to be wasted.
The ghosts who were stimulated to revive were also dealt with.
For example, Tong Qian and others.
But there are too many ghosts and they can’t handle them.
What happened here is believed to have spread throughout the country.
It’s no longer a secret that the ghost is gone.
Panic may have begun to spread.
The heads of various cities may have begun to become independent.
A flash of self-blame flashed in the old man's eyes.
Whether he is conniving or not, he is a sinner.
"You'd better succeed."
The old man's momentum changed and became sharp.
He looked at Yu Qian, his cloudy eyes no longer cloudy.
He straightened up his bent waist, and his whole body seemed to become a little younger.
No, it doesn’t seem to be, it is.
The old are getting younger.
The old face changed rapidly, and soon became middle-aged, and then stopped at middle-age.
Mr. Qin looked at Yu Qian and walked towards Yu Qian: "Come, let me see you, the strongest of the younger generation."
Yu Qian tilted his neck. Black flames burned on his body, and his skin quickly disappeared.
A black skeleton appeared, and countless straws fell from the skeleton.
A darkness appeared from the bones, and then quickly spread towards the whole city.
The ghost lake appears underfoot and is burning with fire.
The terrifying flames caused the coldness around them to dissipate, replaced by scorching heat.
A hot piano music sounded in the air, and it was transmitted among a burst of toads.
A black coffin appeared on Ghost Lake.
Then came the second, third, and in the blink of an eye, countless coffins appeared.
The old man looked at the coffins, his eyes flickered slightly, and he did not stop.
The coffin opened automatically, and burning black skeletons sat up from the coffin.
They all turned to look at the old man. At this moment, wind, fog, and rain suddenly appeared around them, burning rain.
There were even hanging ropes lit by fire.
And countless illusory coffins, each with an illusory skeleton sitting inside.
Inside the ghost lake, a female corpse wearing a red dress appeared from the ghost lake.
She only looked at Yu Qian, not the old man.
As the battle here became larger and larger, many ghost controllers discovered that something was wrong.
Zhang Xianguang looked at the city center with an oil painting in his eyes, his eyes a little solemn.
Bai Caijie's face no longer had a playful smile, but only silence.
Zhang Xian, Nie Yingping, and Song Xinhai just found it incredible.
Ye Zhen squinted his eyes and looked up at the ghost that was opened in the ghost painting, his eyes flickering.
Yang Jian's ghost eyes popped out, and his eyes were full of horror.
Wang Chaling's mother appeared next to him and protected him.
"It's really exaggerated..."
Feeling the message sent back by her mother, Wang Chaling felt a little complicated.
Shen Lin, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. His dead pupils turned slightly and looked towards the center of the city. He didn't know what he was thinking.
On the retreating armed helicopter, Wang Xiaoming looked at the scene, and the truth that he didn't want to believe had come out.
Yu Qian knew all this and made an article about it.
There is no chaos and restlessness, no destruction and no establishment.
This is the answer Yu Qian gave him. The result is not yet known, but it is expected to be a desperate result.
Li Jun stood next to Wang Xiaoming, saying nothing, but the anger in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
"There should be more than a thousand in the world..." Wang Xiaoming muttered to himself. (End of this chapter)