Chapter 111 Cleaning up the Terracotta Warriors
The Mingzhen Garden Community was empty and deserted.
A supernatural event scared away all the residents living here, and no one dared to stay here.
At this time, a miserable green fire was sweeping through the community, making the community look eerie and green.
Will-o'-the-wisps will only burn away the remaining supernatural pollution, but the high-rise buildings will not be damaged at all. The walls, trees, and roads will remain as before.
As the will-o'-the-wisp burned away all the remaining supernatural beings in the area, the green will-o'-the-wisp fire gradually shrank and began to spread rapidly deeper into the community.
"Will-o'-the-wisp? It's Li Jun here!"
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, staring at the spreading sea of fire, his eyes gradually becoming dangerous.
Yang Jian is executing the plan and cannot be affected at all. Liang Xingyang has been standing in front of the door of Building 7. Unless Yang Jian Ligui appears during his recovery, he will stay here for seven days.
After the eerie green flames quickly ignited the remaining supernatural beings, the fire became more and more powerful and had spread, shrouding the surrounding area in green firelight.
A black and yellow figure was hidden in the turquoise firelight, looking over from a short distance away. It seemed that he had discovered something, got the information and wanted to turn around and leave. However, even though the figure stayed for a short time, it was still exposed in Liang Xingyang's eyes.
Liang Xingyang stirred, and the blue-black haze ghosts opened up, like a hurricane, shrouding the burning will-o'-the-wisps inside, and the ghosts spread very quickly. Building No. 7 was given special care, and in the thick and thick haze In the middle is looming.
Under the suppression of blue and black ghosts, the will-o'-the-wisps were quickly extinguished by the thick fog-like haze.
“Come here!”
Liang Xingyang stretched out his hand, and the blue-black arm on his right stretched out to more than ten meters, grabbing at the black and yellow figure.
The blue-black palm quickly clasped the opponent's shoulder. Through skin contact, there was a stinging sensation of being burned by the flames. You could even feel that you were not grasping on a flesh and blood body, but on a handful of dry soil. above.
Liang Xingyang retracted his arm with a strange expression on his face, looked at the arm covered in mud in his hand, and began to think thoughtfully,
“I would rather cut off an arm than be caught. Come on, this person definitely has evil intentions and is an enemy. Not a friend."
"But do you think you can run away like this?"
Liang Xingyang blew lightly and expanded the ghost again, and the thick haze was blown towards the black and yellow by a gust of wind. The figure instantly enveloped it.
soon.
A ball of blue-black haze came and brought the other party in front of him.
The fusion of the ghosts of the Starving Death Ghost and the ghosts of the Newspaper Ghost is not something that ordinary ghost controllers can resist.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and his face was a little surprised and he said: "Human figurines?"
He didn't know the other party, but the other party didn't look friendly.
The figurine man's eyes were burned, and his face was extremely distorted as if in pain. However, he reacted quickly, with green fire all over his body, and he rushed over like a wild beast. He joined his waist and horse in mid-air, and punched Liang Xingyang with all his strength. .
"Innocent. You actually want to attack me in this way of fighting?"
Liang Xingyang didn't have any panic on his face. A rusty coffin in his hand was nailed to the ghostly transfer and was sent away Entered the body of the human figurine.
"Chi."
A slight sound of piercing the flesh and blood wrapped in the dry soil was heard, and the figurine man fell down in mid-air, his body stiff and motionless.
Liang Xingyang frowned and stepped forward to check the situation, only to find that the other party was already dead.
After some inspection, he suddenly found that more than half of the opponent's body flesh and blood had been eroded by the soil. After carefully cleaning the soil, it was revealed that the wounds caused by the erosion of the soil were almost deep enough to see the bones, and the bones were burnt black and should be Traces of will-o'-the-wisp burning in the body.
Such a serious supernatural erosion would have killed it long ago, but the strange thing is that the other party can still continue to move.
Now that the other party was nailed to the coffin, it turned into a corpse, so Liang Xingyang could not find out anything from it.
“My body was corroded by the supernatural, just like my right hand was corroded by the Lord of Ghost Eyes. However, this human figurine was corroded by at least two supernatural forces at the same time. It is very likely that it is a man-made test object.”< br>
Liang Xingyang made a judgment in his heart: "This human figurine is definitely related to Li Jun."
Suddenly.
He frowned. He sensed that someone was sneakily approaching Building No. 7, so he pulled out the coffin nails from the human figurine man. His body flashed away and appeared directly in front of another human figurine man. In front of the figure.
"Li Gui?"
The figurine man reacted quickly and shot at Liang Xingyang as soon as they met, and the golden bullets were fired quickly.
Liang Xingyang's face was cold, a blue-black haze rose, the ghost shifted his position, and the whole person disappeared.
“Plop~Plop~”
Seeing the ghost disappear, the figurine man wanted to find a bunker, but suddenly he found a rhythmic heartbeat coming from his back.
Just when he was about to look back, a terrifying feeling of palpitations surged through his body, and then his consciousness fell into darkness and his body fell to the ground motionless.
The opponent is not a ghost controller, and his combat awareness is very poor when it comes to using supernatural powers.
To put it another way, Liang Xingyang is currently too powerful. Half of the supernatural powers he possesses are fatal attacks. Once he is hit, it is almost impossible to resist.
“These two are not the only number of human figurines.”
Liang Xingyang felt that he could not do anything on his own, so he took out the old blood-stained newspaper, released a sky full of red paper, and began to protect this building.
The dark wind blew, red paper flew, and the laughter and cries of the evil ghosts sounded at the same time, spreading to the distance along with the whistling of the dark wind.
After a while.
There were eight more complete human figurines around Liang Xingyang. They were all infected by the sounds of crying and laughing, and were killed with smiles or crying faces. The expressions of the human figurines before they died seemed to be a mixture of sadness and joy, crying and laughing at the same time, which looked very strange. Extremely weird.
Including the two killed before, there are ten in total.
"It seems that Li Jun is nearby, but he only dares to send out human figurines to explore the way. He may sense the terror of the starving ghosts and is also afraid of me."
Liang Xingyang thought about it. After that, he blew a breath and set off gusts of dark wind.
He decided to expand the starving ghost haze and ghosts until the haze became thick and enveloped the entire community, extinguishing the will-o'-the-wisps and the ghosts formed a complete blockade before stopping,
The ghost newspaper made a hunting sound in his hand, and the red paper flew out from it, flying in the community. The sound of crying and laughing continued to spread, until the sound became noisy, and it felt like the community was turned into a forbidden land for the living. Stop moving.
There are more and more red papers, and there are layers of blockades centered on Building 7.
Liang Xingyang’s figure loomed in the haze and disappeared.
……
Outside the community.
Li Jun had a gloomy look on his face. He noticed that the names of the ten-man team that entered the community were disappearing. Because the names of the dead will not be left on the tombstones, all the ten human figurine teammates have been damaged inside.
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