Chapter 42 The Terror of S-Class Ghosts
Li Jun was furious: "Ye Feng, how dare you disobey orders."
He hated the kind of people who did not obey the law and acted recklessly.
Especially these civilian ghost masters are simply time bombs and dangerous elements that are detrimental to public security.
Ye Feng said disdainfully: "Li Jun, you are too cowardly. They are just a group of ghost slaves."
Zhang Han said cautiously: "What should we do now? They seem to have fallen into stasis?"
"Ye Feng, you idiot." Zhao Kaiming's face was cold and his tone was cold, "Everyone retreats to the car and cannot get closer to the mourning hall. "
As soon as he entered the hall, he saw a vague figure sitting on the coffin in the mourning hall with his back to him.
Obviously, the wishing ghost is guarding the ghost coffin, so there is a high chance that Liang Xingyang is in this coffin.
“What is Liang Xingyang doing in the coffin?”
Zhao Kaiming wanted to wait and see what happened and try not to disturb the coffin.
He has rich experience. Although he does not know what Liang Xingyang is doing, he knows that any reckless action in a supernatural incident will lead to serious consequences.
Li Jun suddenly said in shock: "It's too late."
A large darkness shrouded over, and the mourning hall in front of everyone disappeared directly on the spot, or it was hidden in the ghost of this ghost. .
Gui Cha was on guard against someone taking the ghost coffin again, so he directly covered the six of them with dark ghosts that made them invisible.
"It's still out of control."
Liang Xingyang frowned, his consciousness was everywhere, and he could directly see the scene in the dark ghost.
The six people among the ghosts were already spinning around like headless flies. In order not to be left alone, everyone instinctively moved closer to their companions, but little did they know that if they moved slightly, they would be moved a long distance by the ghost.
Everyone is alone now.
Li Jun had a cold face, and a ball of will-o'-the-wisp appeared on his hand, activating the ghost of the will-o'-the-wisp. A blazing green fire dispelled the surrounding darkness.
The cost of using ghosts is huge, and it is easy to stimulate the resurrection of ghosts.
This will-o'-the-wisp is burning violently with Li Jun's skin and flesh as fuel, emitting a burnt smell, which is like burning a corpse in a crematorium.
“Tap~tap~”
The sound of heavy footsteps continued to be heard from the dense darkness in the area that the firelight could not affect.
Li Jun took out a pair of rusty coffin nails from his bag, alerted to the dangers around him, left his position, and went to look for his teammates.
Liang Xingyang's eyes widened. The coffin nails that had been taken away by the headquarters actually fell into Li Jun's hands.
He thought deeply: "Do I have a chance to get the coffin nails back?"
"Ah..."
A shrill and piercing scream shook Liang Xingyang's mood. Pulled back.
In a dark place, yellowish corpse water kept emerging from Ye Jun's body to protect himself.
The countless hands stretched out in the darkness quickly retracted as if they had been scalded by boiling water.
But there was still a black hand squeezing Ye Jun's neck, and the cold breath penetrated his skin. Ye Jun screamed in horror. What frightened him even more was that the blood in his body The ghost actually lost control at this time.
"Crack."
Ye Jun's neck was easily broken by that hand. Ye Jun died, and the ghost in his body was also taken away by the ghost.
Liang Xingyang tried to fight for Guixi's authority, but he only dispelled a small area of darkness, revealing the figure of an old woman.
It didn't work at all, and it suddenly became more difficult to influence the ghosts after the ghosts took the corpse water.
"By the way, I can gather Li Jun and others together, but I have to do it quickly."
In order to prevent the ghosts from capturing more ghosts, Liang Xingyang could only help the people at the headquarters If you run for your life and save them, you are also saving yourself.
There is not enough time, the mirror ghost has not yet fully integrated, and the ghost cannot be allowed to kill.
Liang Xingyang continued to influence Guixi, revealing an almost illusory road that sometimes appeared and disappeared, leading to Li Jun's position on one side and Zhao Kaiming's position on the other.
Li Jun simply ignored this looming road and headed in the opposite direction.
But Zhao Kaiming hesitated and walked directly on this road.
"Liang Xingyang, what are you doing here?" Zhao Kaiming suddenly shouted in a low voice.
Liang Xingyang was shocked. Although he could not speak, he slightly twisted the road in response.
Zhao Kaiming smiled when he saw this, and ran quickly on the road, and soon met Li Jun who was walking slowly.
Liang Xingyang couldn't care less about Zhao Kaiming. He suddenly found that the ghost had approached someone again.
That is, Zhang Han.
"Gui Cha actually knows how to pick the weak ones first?"
Liang Xingyang was surprised, Gui Cha's suppression quota has been reduced to two. Once an attack is launched, Zhang Han will almost die.
“Tap~tap.”
Zhang Han swallowed. There were footsteps everywhere in the darkness. He didn't dare to move at all. He could only stand in place and observe the surrounding situation vigilantly.
A skinless and bloody ghost lay behind him, waving his hands, trying to catch something in the darkness.
An illusory path was looming behind him. Zhang Han looked back in surprise, and happened to look into a waxy, lifeless eye. He was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, and his body retreated crazily.
In the darkness, the old woman let Zhang Han escape and walked slowly, the illusory path was wrapped in darkness again.
Liang Xingyang frowned and tried to create an illusory road again. However, under the pressure of the ghosts, the road became thinner and thinner. It could no longer be considered a road and turned into an illusion as thick as a flashlight. path.
Zhang Han was already in a panic and couldn't choose the path at all, unable to pay attention to identify the dim and illusory path in the darkness.
“Bang.”
Zhang Han ran around blindly and bumped into something.
The ghost lying behind him suddenly let out a shrill scream, which stopped abruptly the next second, and the ghost suddenly became limp.
Zhang Han suddenly felt a tearing pain in his back. The ghost tattoo on his back lost control and began to be pulled out by the hands in the darkness.
"Ah..."
Zhang Han lay on the ground in pain, unable to move. He watched helplessly as the ghost behind him was pulled out by the old woman and died.
Liang Xingyang sighed and no longer missed this place. His consciousness found Wang Yue and Ye Feng who were wandering around.
An illusory path connected the two of them, but Wang Yue was dominated by fear and could not pay attention to the dim and illusory path.
Ye Feng seemed a little calm. He was wearing a ghost shroud. He was not panic at all. He saw the path, hesitated and did not go in the direction of the path. He turned around and walked away.
"Can't give up."
Liang Xingyang gritted his teeth and connected the illusory path to Zhao Kaiming and Li Jun who had converged, and the other end led to Ye Feng.
Li Jun holding the coffin nails was judged to be two ghosts, Zhao Kaiming was judged to be one ghost, and the team together was judged to be three ghosts.
Currently, the ghosts have taken away Zhang Han and Ye Jun's ghosts, and the number of suppressed ghosts is three. Once they take away the ghost fangs and ghost shrouds from Ye Feng, the situation will be completely out of control.
So Liang Xingyang could only give up Wang Yue and choose to save the reckless Ye Feng.
However, the ghosts seemed to be targeting Ye Feng and did not attack Wang Yue, who only controlled one ghost.
“Damn it.”
Liang Xingyang’s face changed suddenly. He suddenly discovered that Gui Cha seemed to be judging the situation based on his behavior, and he was actually plotted by Gui Cha.
Li Jun and Zhao Kaiming were unable to come immediately, and Ye Feng was already being targeted by ghosts.
Once Gui Cha takes away Ye Feng’s two ghosts, Gui Cha’s suppression quota becomes five, and everyone will die here.
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