Chapter 212 The 210th Magic Pen Ma Liang
Yang Xiao, Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian took action again.
After convincing the dead souls with ghost paintings, they left the post office and went to look for the dye vats containing paint.
This time Liang Xingyang led the way. He stole Zhang Xianguang's memory and knew where the dye vat was hidden.
On a winding path, the figures of three people were walking away.
"Not only are we dead souls placed in the oil painting, there are also many evil ghosts stored here. There are some places that even us dead souls are not willing to set foot in," Yang Xiao said.
Liang Xingyang led the way and replied casually: "Because you will not die in the oil painting, once you are entangled by a ghost, you will be tortured for a lifetime and it will be difficult to escape."
Ghosts will not die. , the dead souls will not die. Once they cannot be targeted by the evil spirits, there will be an endless confrontation.
"That's right." Yang Xiao did not deny it and continued: "And don't believe what those dead souls promised you. They don't even have their lives. Once they find the opportunity, they dare to plan anything. Ghost painting is to get out of here Don't give them a chance to get the ghost painting, otherwise they will murder you. You should be more vigilant and careful. "
"You can't believe it either?" Yang Jian asked.
"That's right." Yang Xiao actually nodded and admitted, "I am Yang Xiao, not your father. I have my own ideas and do what I want to do."
Then, Yang Xiaola Yang Jian talked a lot and occasionally asked Liang Xingyang in a low voice.
After all, being able to imprison Gui Hua is a big deal. Yang Xiao had heard of the existence of Gui Hua before his death, and Gui Meng could not fight against Gui Hua.
However, this young man did it, how could he not be surprised.
Liang Xingyang did not deliberately eavesdrop, and concentrated on leading the way while the two of them were whispering.
He stole Zhang Xianguang's memory, as if he had lived in an oil painting for decades.
The dim winding road is no stranger to him. He is familiar with the direction of any fork in the road, knows what exists there, and has a clear map in his mind.
The group continued to move forward, following a specific route without encountering any danger at all, and soon came to a sparse forest.
Through the twisted strange trees, they could see some earth raised up to form a mound in the middle of the woods.
A stiff arm stretched out from the ground and grabbed the sky, as if after being buried alive, it was unwilling to die and wanted to struggle out, but was unable to do anything.
If you get closer, you can still see a twisted and blurred human face on top of the twisted strange tree. The human face is made up of the texture of the tree trunks, which looks a bit weird.
While Yang Xiao was explaining the killing patterns and supernatural abilities of this fierce ghost, Liang Xingyang took action. A large amount of scarlet blood flowed out from his feet and rushed towards the ghost's hand.
"You want to imprison this ghost?" Yang Jian asked immediately.
"This ghost has some uses. It can be imprisoned in the ghost's blood. There may be a chance to use it." Liang Xingyang said.
The killing rules of this ghost are very simple. As long as a living person is facing the open palm, the evil ghost will attack. The ability is to forcefully pull living ghosts into the soil and bury them.
This ability should be related to the forest outside Zhangdong's ancient house. It buries the evil ghost in the soil and kills it. However, the evil ghost will not die. During the supernatural confrontation, such twisted trees will be formed.
The trees outside the ancient houses are suspected to be materials for making coffins.
The ability to suppress a dozen dead souls and turn them into trees in one go shows that this is a very terrifying ghost and has great collection value.
Liang Xingyang reacted: "Do you want to control this ghost hand?"
Yang Jian thought for a while, but still shook his head: "Not appropriate."
The current quota of suppressing Li Gui San has formed a perfect supernatural balance. Once the ghost shadow controls this ghost hand, the balance will be broken, and the ghost eye resurrected ghost will appear early.
"When you complete the ghost shadow and become an alien, there will definitely be no problem in splicing the ghost's arm by relying on the ghost shadow." Liang Xingyang said with a smile.
For the same reason, he will not control this ghost hand.
He is a Mirror Ghost. Although he does not have the ability of Ghost Shadow to splice the limbs of Li Ghost at will, he has an advantage that Ghost Shadow cannot match, which is the ability to replace.
No matter how terrifying the ghost is, as long as it can be eaten by the starving ghost, it will temporarily become his puzzle piece.
Alien?
Yang Jian smiled and did not refuse.
Yang Xiao looked at the two of them suspiciously, wondering if modern ghost controllers have become so casual in controlling powerful ghosts?
Just after the two of them finished talking, ghost blood also flowed near the mound.
Liang Xingyang jumped into the ghost blood and turned into a bloody phantom in the pool of blood and moved quickly.
The scarlet blood squirmed and was about to spread and touch the stiff and blackened arm. However, the ghost hand stretched out from the ground did not seem to notice the approach of the ghost blood, and the arm did not respond.
But the next moment.
A bloody palm stretched out from the ghost blood, accurately grabbed the wrist of the stiff arm, and pulled it into the pool of blood.
Through touch, the ghost buried underground felt.
The stiff dead man's arm stretched out from the ground made a crunching sound, and the palm struggled and turned hard.
With a terrifying turn of the palm, the evil ghost's attack began, but the target was not found.
Liang Xingyang pinched his wrist tightly from the back of his hand, and Li Gui's palm could never face him.
Crunch.
The two arms are wrestling, refusing to give in to each other.
However, as time went by, this stiff dead man's arm became more and more stained with ghost blood. The blood also squirmed along the arm, almost covering the entire arm. The ghost was suppressed bit by bit and lost. The strength to resist.
The soft soil kept shaking, and an old corpse covered in soil emerged from the ground.
However, he was grabbed by bloody hands, submerged in a pool of blood, and completely imprisoned.
Liang Xingyang ran out of the ghost blood and took the blood back on the ground without haste.
Yang Xiao and Yang Jian also walked over. Yang Jian's expression was as usual, but Yang Xiao looked at Liang Xingyang with some admiration.
This ghost is very fierce, otherwise it would not have been able to suppress a dozen dead souls and turn them into twisted and strange trees.
You must know that every dead soul is a messenger who has delivered three letters, or at least a ghost controller who controls a powerful ghost. Although it only possesses 60% of the supernatural powers in life, there are more than a dozen dead souls, which is quite a lot.
Moreover, the dead man's arm stretched out from the ground was far from reaching its limit, but it was handled so simply by Liang Xingyang, which showed that the blood he controlled was more terrifying.
The dead man's arm was imprisoned, and the twisted strange trees around him were shaking constantly, seeming to be struggling. There was a supernatural confrontation, and the strange tree gradually changed back to the form of a dead soul.
This took some time, but the three of them did not stay, but continued to move forward.
Through the woods, the three of them came to a fork in the road.
With Liang Xingyang leading the way, everyone walked forward along this branch of the road without hesitation.
At the end of the forked road, they encountered two forked roads on the left and right, and directly chose to take the left forked road.
After walking for two minutes, the three of them finally found the vat containing dyes of different colors. The large vats in front of me were filled with black, red, and green, and the colors looked very strange.
Liang Xingyang stopped Yang Jian and Yang Xiao from getting close to the dye vats. In the original work, Yang Jian left a reflection on the red dye, and out came a dye ghost with 60% supernatural power and the same appearance as him.
If it were not for taking advantage of the flaws of restarting and ghost eyes, Yang Jian might not be able to defeat the dye ghost.
Use these dyes:
Draw a portrait oil painting?
Yes.
Drawing ghosts in oil paintings?
Yes.
Painting supernatural objects in oil paintings?
Yes.
As long as you master the skills of dye painting, you can imagine what this means.
Although the thing produced has only six layers of supernatural power, it exists in oil paintings and ghost paintings for a short period of time, and the duration will become shorter as more supernatural powers are used, but it is still amazing. of supernatural things.
Compared to the makeup box in Ahong’s hand, it’s so much more advanced.
After stealing Zhang Xianguang's memory, he mastered the opponent's dye painting method.
In addition to using a special supernatural object, the most convenient thing is to control the source ghost painting and draw it directly by hand.
Doodles on the white and cold palms, using memories as a medium, can draw anything they want at will.
Ma Liang can be called the magic pen. (End of this chapter)