Chapter 48 Fierce Battle
Li Jun was in a very bad state at this time. His whole body was like a burning torch. More than half of his body was burned by will-o'-wisps. The shocking pain of burning flesh and blood over a large area made his face distorted. stand up.
"Dingle bell..."
The satellite positioning phone rang at an inappropriate time. Li Jun quickly hung up, his face was solemn and frightened, and he noticed traces of the invasion of ghosts. .
Li Jun stared at the people who broke into the ghosts, and couldn't help but be cautious: "What kind of ghost did this ghost controller control? He actually has the strength to invade the ghosts."
"But it really can't be consumed anymore. The opponent has controlled two ghosts. If we continue to fight, I will definitely be the first to revive the ghosts."
"Or do you think that after controlling two ghosts, you can be unscrupulous?" Li Jun held the ghost rope that was being burned by the will-o'-the-wisp and stared at the figure that broke into the ghost, as if looking at a dead person.
As the strange heartbeats began to wander into the ghost world, the will-o'-the-wisps rekindled in Li Jun's scorched heart, and they began to become more and more intense.
Li Jun was forced to use will-o'-the-wisps to dispel the influence of the spreading heartbeat, but this action also slowly stimulated the ghost's recovery, which was equivalent to chronic suicide.
"Zhao Kaiming, help me take down this ghost master." He turned and left, found Zhao Kaiming, and asked for help.
However, why is this vague ghost behind Zhao Kaiming so similar to the ghost sitting on the coffin before?
Zhao Kaiming said expressionlessly: "I refuse."
He and Liang Xingyang have already agreed to cooperate on the resurrection plan. If he takes action against the latter, wouldn't the cooperation directly break down?
Who knows how much key information Liang Xingyang still knows.
Li Jun said with a bad expression: "As an Interpol police officer and the person in charge of the city, are you not willing to help me capture the wanted criminal?"
Zhao Kaiming sneered and said: "Li Jun, what qualifications do you have to order me?"
A vague ghost figure suddenly appeared in the ghost world, standing quietly behind Zhao Kaiming with his back to Li Jun.
"Okay, okay!!"
Li Jun laughed angrily, then glanced at the ghost behind Zhao Kaiming fearfully, dropped three words and turned around to leave, going to deal with Liang Xingyang alone.
He did not hesitate to throw out the ghost rope that was suppressed by the will-o'-the-wisp fire, then swayed his body and changed his position again.
"The person disappeared again. What is this?"
As soon as Liang Xingyang entered Guixiao, he saw Li Jun's figure suddenly disappearing.
Suddenly, he saw some kind of twisted object flying towards him. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but failed.
Li Jun deliberately timed it so that Liang Xingyang could not react.
Without the suppression of the ghost fire, the ghost rope immediately spawned a large number of straw ropes. The ghost rope itself also targeted the nearest Liang Xingyang. The rope feinted and dropped from mid-air, trying to wrap his neck.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Liang Xingyang grabbed the ghost rope that was trying to wrap around his neck. The cold breath eroded it, and he suddenly realized that it was not a supernatural derivative grass rope, but a real ghost rope, and it was a ghost.
The rope was like a twisting strange snake. In just a moment, it climbed up his neck.
The left and right ends of the rope were hanging in mid-air, as if a pair of invisible hands were pulling the ghost rope hard on both ends of the rope, trying to strangle him alive.
Liang Xingyang was shocked. His feet left the ground and he was involuntarily hung up. A terrifying force came from his neck, and a strong sense of suffocation and paralysis swept through his body.
However, at this time, the green ghostly fire suddenly distorted, and Li Jun appeared strangely with half of his body burning with green flames.
Li Jun opened his arms and hugged him suddenly.
The will-o'-the-wisp was tainted with the supernatural power of the cold aura on Liang Xingyang's body. Not only was it not blocked, it spread wantonly. The cold aura of the Mirror Ghost was used as fuel for the will-o'-the-wisp.
"Uh...looking for death"
Liang Xingyang was hung in the air by a ghost rope. While feeling suffocated, he stared at Li Jun in front of him, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
The will-o'-the-wisp is devouring him, but the ghost's heart is still beating rapidly, constantly resisting the burning of the will-o'-the-wisp. The supernatural support of his body prevents him from being directly burned to death.
"Uh... uh..."
Fighting Gui Xin's mortal curse at such a close range, Li Jun, who was also burned all over by the ghost fire, couldn't help but roar.
Will-o'-the-wisps can burn supernatural beings, and the mortal curse that weakens the ghost's heart protects Li Jun while also reviving quickly. Li Jun feels that he can no longer control the tendency of the ghost to resurrect.
Up to now, Li Jun has become dry wood burned by the fire and will burn out soon.
As time goes by, I don’t know whether Liang Xingyang was burned to death by a ghost fire and strangled by a ghost rope first, or whether Li Jun died first and the ghost revived.
It just depends on the two of them, who will be consumed by the other first.
However, at this time, something unexpected happened.
The ghost rope restraining Liang Xingyang suddenly and quickly loosened.
“Oops.”
Li Jun’s eyes shrank. Only now did he realize that the will-o’-the-wisp had spread to the ghost rope through Liang Xingyang. The will-o’-the-wisp burned the supernatural beings, and when it ignited Liang Xingyang, the ghost rope was also ignited. , Ghost Rope was suppressed again.
"Cough cough cough... If I hadn't figured out the ability of the new mirror ghost, how could I be so passive."
Liang Xingyang covered his neck and couldn't help coughing, a strong cold breath emanating from his body, resisting The will-o'-the-wisps on his body suppressed the terrifying fire little by little.
As soon as he regained his ability to move, he moved his hand and a rusty coffin nail was driven into Li Jun's body.
Li Jun's reaction was not slow, his burning body suddenly twisted, and he used Gui Xie to move his position.
The coffin nail fell into the empty space and did not nail Li Jun.
The source of the ghost fire left, and the flames on the ghost rope gradually extinguished and started to twist again.
However, the next moment, the ghost rope was nailed to the coffin, and it fell into silence for an instant.
Liang Xingyang had a cold face and searched for Li Jun among the gloomy ghosts. After finding no results, he took out a small player and a tape from his arms, pressed the play button, and threw them out decisively.
The sound of the heartbeat offset the outside sound, allowing him to isolate the sound coming from the player.
The activated player fell to the ground, and suddenly a recorded voice came from inside. It was a man's voice. The voice was hoarse and low, and it didn't seem like a human voice:
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"I am a preacher and this is my recording. Everyone who listens to this recording will die after the second beep. No matter who it is, you should abide by our rules and agree to our terms. This is not a joke. Beep~!”
The sentence was short. After the man who claimed to be a preacher finished speaking, the tape seemed to have finished reading, and then there was a beep.
Before the tape could be finished reading, a will-o'-the-wisp appeared out of thin air and burned the player to death.
But a strange supernatural power did not disappear. There was a rustling sound of electricity at the location where the player was destroyed.
The next moment, Li Jun appeared with a terrifying and ferocious image. It can be seen that his face was carbonized and blackened after being burned, and his body was completely burned and shrunk, and yellowish pus leaked out. But he still maintained his ability to move and did not die from the ghost's resurrection.
Li Jun's face was burned beyond recognition by the ghost fire, and his voice was hoarse and not like a living person: "Is this your last resort?"
Liang Xingyang's eyes narrowed, and he saw Li Jun took out a stick as bright as blood in his hand The candle is a ghost candle. (End of this chapter)