Chapter 176 The battle that ended quickly
The sound that came into the basement was extremely strange. It did not spread through the form, but was like a ghost, searching the villa in an irregular way, and finally came to the hidden place. basement.
Liang Xingyang frowned, his body moved involuntarily, and he quickly broke free from this supernatural control and restraint.
The ghost's heart beat peacefully, and the heartbeat curse easily dispelled the strange sound.
He just thought about it briefly and found the source of this supernatural power in his mind, thinking of Lin Luomei.
"Supernatural Forum!"
The blurry white ghosts spread out, Liang Xingyang softly uttered a word, his face extremely calm.
There were three uninvited guests in front of the villa.
Two men and one woman.
"My voice has been dispersed. Be careful. The other party is very powerful and he is coming." Lin Luomei held a loudspeaker and made a sound.
"Strong, is it as strong as our boss Ye? And with the three of us together, they won't do anything directly." Russell smiled confidently.
Huang Fei mocked, and suddenly his face changed: "Don't be arrogant...be careful, this is a ghost."
The white and fuzzy ghost spread to 500 meters, covering the three people All enveloped.
The three reacted quickly and immediately stood back-to-back to avoid being left alone and to prevent them from being defeated one by one.
“Damn it.” Russell looked at the sky and his expression changed, “This is a ghost. Isn’t he afraid of the ghost’s resurrection?”
Huang Fei was even more anxious than him, and pointed around: "It's so blurry, the surroundings are completely unclear. This is definitely not Yang Jian's ghost, it should be Liang Xingyang's ghost, but there is no record in the data."
"Nonsense, which ghost controller would be stupid enough to let people record all the ghosts he controlled." Russell growled distractedly, a little confused as to why those two people were so fierce, and Gui Xie used them whenever he wanted.
Lin Luomei jumped up suddenly and shouted quickly: "We are all from the supernatural forum, Liang Xingyang, Yang Jian, we have no malicious intentions."
A strange sound spread out, Wandering among ghosts and ghosts, spreading far away.
As soon as Russell fell silent, the other party took action, and he was not an easy person. Once things are out of his control, things may not get better so easily.
Huang Fei looked nervous and did not dare to speak.
"Something's wrong, my voice didn't find anyone. This is not the entrance to the villa, nor is it a community." Lin Luomei suddenly became frightened, "This is a closed space, we are...trapped."< br>
"Discovered?"
Liang Xingyang stood at the door of the villa, holding a palm-sized mirror in his hand and looking inside with some fun.
There are three little ones in the mirror.
Don't look at it. Mirror ghosts don't seem to have any means of attack. They can only travel through the mirror and replace living ghosts.
After fusing seven mirror ghosts, the mirror ghost possesses the fifth-level strength of ghost eyes, the fuzzy ghost ghost, which can silently suck people into the mirror and imprison them.
If there is a terrifying level of dead heads, they may be able to resist ghosts, but the level of ghosts controlled by Lin Luomei and the others is still too low, and they will be imprisoned once they meet, and they will never come out again in this life.
“On the supernatural forum, there is only one Ye Zhen that I can like, but this kid has a very average temper and is unwilling to submit to others, otherwise it would be very suitable to capture him as his younger brother.” Liang Xingyang said to himself road.
With his current strength, he is already strong enough to defeat Zhang Xianguang. Even the scapegoat Ye Zhen has fallen behind and no longer takes him seriously.
"I have to investigate the location of the Tang Family Sculpture Museum in Yin Yang Street. These three people just happened to bump into each other. They can lure Ye Zhen out and handle this trivial matter for me."
Liang Xingyang was thoughtful, I plan to go to the Tang Family Museum, find Tang Yerong, and avenge the original sword attack.
In the mirror.
After Lin Luomei discovered and told the truth, Huang Fei opened his eyes wide with a look of disbelief on his face, and a creepy feeling swept over him.
Russell was shocked and extremely frightened at the same time.
He thought that even if these two people were ghost masters who had controlled two powerful ghosts, the three of them together could almost handle it.
Who would have thought that all three of them would be trapped in a strange place just after meeting each other. If Lin Luomei hadn't discovered it, they would still have been kept in the dark.
"We don't mean any harm. It was our boss Ye Zhen who asked us to come here to find you. He wants to talk to you." Lin Luomei did not have such a rich inner world as her two companions, and she was still explaining with a cold sweat on her face.
As soon as he finished speaking, Russell's expression suddenly changed, and his whole body seemed to have been wiped, and he quickly disappeared from the mirror space.
Lin Luomei and Huang Fei looked at each other with fear in their eyes.
The disappeared Russell returned to reality.
Liang Xingyang brought the other party out and said calmly: "Tell Ye Zhen to come to Dachang City and be my little brother, otherwise you guys will have to stay here forever."
Ye Zhen’s middle-aged character will definitely not be able to stand the method of provoking generals. He will come to Dachang City to fight with him without saying a word.
Russell looked at the person in front of him with some fear. The person was younger than him, but he had a terrifying aura about him. Face to face, he was almost breathless.
It is a kind of confident edge. It seems that it will not take anyone seriously and relies on strength to speak.
Under Liang Xingyang's gaze, Russell obediently took out his mobile phone and dialed, contacted Ye Zhen who was far away in Dahai City, and whispered.
At this moment.
Dahai City, the top floor of Ningzhu Building.
A young man in his early twenties wearing casual clothes, who is the manager of a supernatural forum, looked startled after receiving the call, and then became angry.
"Bold, ignorant of the heights of the world, you don't take me seriously at all." Ye Zhen pointed at the sky and the ground and said angrily into the phone.
Russell on the other end of the phone could only smile bitterly and said: "Boss, Liang Xingyang asked you to come to Dachang City for another purpose. He said he wanted to have a fight with you, and he might have ambushed the master."
Ye Zhen had no idea. Carefully said: "Tell him that Master Ye will not be afraid of any challenge. Today I will let him show his true colors and kneel down to call you daddy."
A middle-aged man in a suit and ties next to him quickly said: "This It's Liang We can't be fooled by Xingyang's provocation."
Ye Zhen looked down at the brightly lit metropolis below through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said aggressively: "No matter what, I think this Liang Xingyang has a certain mind. There's something wrong. He's provoking me. He wants to steal my number one position in the supernatural world and arrest my people. I will never let him go."
"By the way, remember to call someone to repair the glass. ”
Ye Zhen took off the cloak and sword on the wall, smashed the glass window with one punch, and the whole person disappeared.
The middle-aged man in a suit twitched his mouth. You are sick. You can escape with ghosts, but you have to break the glass window.
Dachang City.
Russell fell silent and put the phone away silently, wanting to say something else.
Liang Xingyang glanced at him to prevent him from messing around, then the blur opened and shut him into the mirror again.
"Even if Ye Zhen uses ghost ghosts to travel, it will take ten minutes to arrive."
Not all ghost ghosts have such vast ranges as hungry ghosts, ghost eyes, and ghost paintings.
A thick, sticky scarlet blood appeared on the ground. More and more blood appeared, and it gradually condensed into a human-shaped outline pattern of a child on the ground.
Ttracted by the ghost heart, the ghost blood returned to the body, leaving behind a child covered in black and blue.
Liang Xingyang's pupils flashed with a silvery color, and he skillfully replaced the ghost boy.
The next step was very simple. A ball of scarlet blood came out of his hand, and the blood reflected the fierce struggling shadows of five terrifying ghosts: the spirit ghost, the ghost ghost, the dead head, the ghost wind, and the ghost pressure man.
However, no matter how hard they struggled, they could not escape from the ghost blood.
Liang Xingyang opened his dark mouth and swallowed the ghost blood in one gulp.
Ten minutes later.
A pavilion in Guanjiang Community.
He straightened his back and sat on the stone bench, used the ghost necklace to make a cup of tea, and handed it to the empty person opposite.
The tea cup did not fall, it was directly suspended.
Creepy.
Ye Zhen's figure appeared out of thin air, holding a tea cup in his hand. Without any hesitation, he drank it in one gulp.
"It seems that Yang Jian is not here, and only one of the two heroes is left. Are you giving up and staying low? Will you serve me tea?" Ye Zhen said arrogantly after drinking the tea.
Liang Xingyang was stunned, what kind of brain circuit was this.
"Needless to say, I, Ye, have been fighting for my whole life, and I see dissatisfaction in your eyes. I will not accept you as my little brother without a fight." Ye Zhen said with a serious face.
Liang Xingyang looked calm: "You misunderstood. Are you not convinced? I like to rely on strength to speak. But since we are going to fight, do you want to make a fortune?"
Ye Zhen's face was startled and he patted his head. Chest said: "Okay, since you are so confident, I, Mr. Ye, won't hide it. What do you want?"
"You have to find someone for me."
"It's a trivial matter."
"You haven't said your request yet?"
"Ye has never failed in his life."
"Kill you!"
Ye Zhen stood up suddenly, drew out his sword and struck Liang Xingyang in the head.
A dark crack appeared.
This ordinary sword directly split a crack in reality. This crack is spreading at an incredible speed, and the crack is getting bigger and bigger, and finally it looks like a weird and terrifying space gap. He wanted to swallow Liang Xingyang inside.
“Young people don’t practice martial arts, they just do whatever they say.”
Liang Xingyang’s eyes narrowed and he was lifeless. A strong wind suddenly blew around him, and he directly stretched out his hand. , tightly holding the long sword struck by Ye Zhen.
The long sword is attached with powerful supernatural power that can tear apart ghosts, but Liang Xingyang doesn't care at all. Fang Shiming's ghost wind is not weaker than Ye Zhen's ghosts. The supernatural powers cancel each other out and cannot invade.
A thick haze emerged around him, and the ghosts of starving ghosts shrouded the past.
“Fang Shiming’s Ghost Wind!”
Ye Zhen’s eyelids jumped when he saw this scene. He was very familiar with Ghost Wind. After all, they had just had a fight a month ago, and each had his own victory. In the end, Fang Shiming used ghost scissors, escaped with injuries, and was on the verge of recovery.
“It’s my turn!”
Liang Xingyang’s expression remained unchanged, but the calmly beating ghost heart in his heart was instantly superimposed with three heartbeats, and the frightening heartbeat sound was heard instantly. Ye Zhen, who is so close, cannot be avoided.
"What the hell?"
Ye Zhen noticed something, and there was a strong palpitation in his heart. His face changed suddenly, but his body did not flinch. He clenched his fist with his other hand and moved towards Liang Xingyang at high speed. Wave it.
"Try a little harder, I'm okay."
Liang Xingyang showed a weird smile, and stretched out his other hand, looking at Ye Zhen, and grabbed Ye Zhen's fist.
The dead head's eyes focused on Ye Zhen's fist, which was quickly fading away, and an area of black and white enveloped it.
"You..."
Ye Zhen's face was quickly covered with deathly gray, but it soon returned to rosy.
The scapegoat diverted the mortal attack of the ghost's heart.
When he angrily wanted to fight back again, he was horrified to find that he could not move.
The scapegoat can transfer injuries and even the recovery of evil ghosts, but it cannot transfer powerful supernatural suppression.
A cold corpse climbed silently onto Ye Zhen's back.
The body was very heavy, unbelievably heavy.
If it were normal, the scapegoat could transfer this weight, but under the double suppression of the dead head and the ghost, the scapegoat fell into silence.
"Ah..."
Ye Zhen let out a weak roar, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not move the body. In the end, he could not resist the weight of the body and was directly crushed to the ground. Come down.
"Crack, click."
The bones were broken and the internal organs were splitting. Ye Zhen felt as if he was about to be crushed into a ball of flesh.
All the ghosts were suppressed, their bodies were seriously injured, and their consciousness began to gradually fall into darkness, experiencing the great terror between life and death.
Ye Zhen panicked.
I wanted to say something, but my mouth was full of blood foam, I couldn't say anything, and I couldn't move my body at all.
But the next moment.
Liang Xingyang withdrew his gaze on the dead head, the black and white area of the portrait also retreated, and at the same time, the cold corpse lying behind Ye Zhen disappeared.
Ye Zhen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up. He wanted to yell, but looked at Liang Xingyang's cold eyes and immediately choked back his words.
Ye Zhen's serious injuries have all disappeared, and he has recovered again, just like in the game, resurrected with full health and becomes lively.
“Drink tea!”
A cup of tea appeared out of thin air in Liang Xingyang's hand and handed it to Ye Zhen.
“I, Mr. Ye, will never accept food that comes from outside.”
Ye Zhen suddenly roared.
However, when he saw Liang Xingyang’s unwavering eyes, he still took the tea and drank it in one gulp.
“It smells so good.”
"Hey, from this cup of tea, I feel the eclectic and extremely manic tea art. Since we are both members of my generation, of course it cannot be regarded as a favor." Ye Zhen changed his words, holding the tea cup and said with an unfinished expression.
Liang Xingyang twitched the corner of his mouth. This guy and Zhang Wei have the same odor, and he can taste Zhang Wei's character from the tea.
He didn't answer, making the atmosphere slightly awkward.
Liang Xingyang slowly said: "This is the person I am looking for. I have three clues in my hand. The first is Yinyang Street in Xiangjiang, the second is the Tang Family Sculpture Museum in Xiangjiang, and the third is It's the Foreign Grand Code Museum. You are responsible for finding him, life or death."
Use the supernatural power of the ghost necklace to generate a photo out of thin air with a name written on it.
The ghost scissors are in his hands, and the ghost blood can also wash away the curse of the scissors. It would be effortless to target this old man Tang who is suspected to have survived from the Republic of China period.
This old man has lived for too long and may no longer be alive.
He was not in a hurry. He found the old man first and then decided whether to kill him.
Ye Zhen took the photo in silence and suddenly said, "How much strength did you use in fighting me just now?"
Liang Xingyang was stunned and looked at Ye Zhen's serious face. He didn't choose to deceive, and said calmly: "50%!"
He can still eat one more ghost, and the ghost blood, spirit ghost, coffin nails, and white tumbler didn't have a chance to be used in the battle just now. In other words, he only used 50% of his strength at most.
Ye Zhen sat down silently, spread his hands and said, "Give me another cup of tea, I want to be quiet." (End of Chapter)