Chapter 218 Unsolvable Attack
One moment, the top ghost masters of the Soul Removal Society were still plotting to destroy Dachang City, and the next moment, a blue-black haze has enveloped Osaka City.
The entire city became dim at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a thick and thick haze floated in the air, successfully blocking the entire city.
The dark ghost that guides the ghost is actually not very large in scope. As long as the overall scope of the ghost remains unchanged, it can continue to stretch and expand the internal space.
But coupled with the haze ghosts of the starving ghosts, a large ghost ghost with a wide range was formed.
With the addition of the guiding ghost, the ghost, the blue-black aura becomes darker, and under the thick and thick haze, the line of sight will be completely blocked.
Liang Xingyang’s consciousness is all over the ghosts and he can see everything under the ghosts. It can be said that his essence is the ghosts that block Osaka City.
“This guide ghost is somewhat similar to a ghost.”
Yang Jian locked the figure next to him with his ghost eyes, and saw through the figure’s essence condensed by the blue-black aura.
However, the beating ghost hearts floating in the hazy body, the ghost blood that never stops flowing, and a number of supernatural items prove Liang Xingyang's identity.
Liang Xingyang smiled and said, "That's right."
However, what happened next surprised both of them.
As Yang Jian's nine ghost eyes looked around restlessly, the number of strange figures around him began to grow like weeds.
If he doesn't restrain his eyes, there will soon be a terrible scene of huge crowds of people.
Yang Jian's face was stunned, and he speculated uncertainly: "Is this a ghost that relies on its sight to move its position and make infinite copies?"
Liang Xingyang's expression suddenly changed, followed by a wry smile.
He never told Yang Jian this information, but Yang Jian blurted it out after observing it. This is definitely not based on mental analysis, and the reaction cannot be so fast. It is a kind of intuition about the supernatural, just like a person's subconscious reaction.
"It seems that I guessed it right."
Yang Jian smiled, and then started thinking again, adding: "Tsk, tsk. According to the feedback from the ghost eyes, the intensity of the haze and ghosts is It seems to be higher than the six-level ghost with ghost eyes. , reaching the seventh level of the ghost eye, thus forming a forbidden supernatural power, similar to infinite restart, but with flaws. "
The ghost heart and ghost blood are not copied infinitely, indicating that this is the hidden flaw of the guide ghost. .
Even if Liang Xingyang fuses the ninth mirror ghost to increase the hungry ghost's food intake, if he eats one more ghost, he will not be able to make unlimited copies with other ghosts.
Because this is not an infinite restart, but a change of ghost.
The strange figure condensed by the haze cannot be mixed with other ghosts.
Liang Xingyang's inner emotions fluctuated a bit, and he heard Yang Jian say: "A strange figure leads the way, and half a corpse follows. This ability to forcefully lead the way has the same effect as a leader, allowing all the strange figures to move together, which is enough It stirred up a terrifying wave of ghosts."
Yang Jian pointed to the half-body that was being wandered around by a strange figure, with a solemn expression.
Infinite copy is worse than infinite restart, but the supernatural power that touches the taboo is almost unsolvable.
Liang Xingyang said modestly: "There are no unsolvable ghosts, it's just that we haven't found the right way to deal with them. A strange figure can only attract one ghost. If the target ghost is too scary, several more will need to be waved to attract. "
Yang Jian shook his head, he didn't believe it.
Once countless strange figures wave their hands in one direction, the supernatural powers are superimposed infinitely, making it impossible to get rid of the control. Every time the number of steps is reached, the fatal attack is superimposed, which is equivalent to being led to a dead end.
In Yin Yang Street, if it is not a ghost painting, but the guiding ghost is not unsolvable. At least the ghost blood can invalidate the supernatural, corrode the ghosts, and find a way out.
Being trapped in other people's ghosts doesn't mean you can get out only by invading with more powerful ghosts. There are many examples of people getting out by force based on their own level of terror.
Some ghost controllers don’t even have ghosts, but they control extremely terrifying ghosts. For example, Zhao Kaiming’s wishing ghost in the original work protects Zhao Kaiming from the knocking ghost.
For example, harnessing the supernatural power of death so that the opponent's ghosts have no chance to use it. Or there is some kind of curse. Even if the opponent uses ghost to escape to thirty-nine meters, it cannot stop the curse coming forty meters. The most typical one is the hatchet triggering medium.
Tang Yerong imprisoned the guide ghost, and could also design a level to block off No. 6 Street at will, which shows that the threshold for the strength of these older generation ghost controllers at the seventh level is at least mastering a taboo supernatural power. .
Just like Luo Wensong opens countless wooden doors, he not only superimposes fatal attacks such as opening the door and knocking on the door, but also connects to the ghost post office and releases the truly terrifying supernatural power of the post office.
Not to mention Zhang Youhong's ability during his lifetime, decorating countless Luo Qian and Luo Wensong, each possessing 60% of supernatural powers. This taboo ability is more powerful than infinite restarts, and is the assistance left to the modern generation by the older generation.
Liang Xingyang smiled and said: "It's time for us to take action, otherwise those people except Lingshe will be impatient."
Yang Jian was self-defeating and did not resist the ghosts and ghosts in front of him. The scene changed and we came directly to the hall of an old house.
Zulingshe Headquarters.
In front of a house, there was originally only one figure blocking the door. However, as the eyes of the five people in the room moved randomly, the number immediately grew wildly, turning into more than a dozen figures blocking the door, and the growth has not stopped.
Liang Xingyang did not attack the five people inside, but just blocked the door. But as the number increases, there is a tendency to surround the entire house.
The four ghost masters have been frightened by this terrifying change. As for President Ichiro, he is just an ordinary person. He cannot bear the fright and has fainted early.
Yang Jian, his body glowing red, strode into the house, looked at the four people slumped on the ground with his ghostly eyes, and said with a cold face: "No one can save you today."
"No, you can't kill us."
A trace of panic flashed in Jing Quan's eyes. Looking at the strange figure behind Yang Jian, the fear in his heart could not be increased.
"Why can't I kill you?"
A strange figure slowly turned around.
It was exactly what Liang Xingyang looked like, he asked playfully.
Jing Quan bit his lip and said with a pleading look in his eyes: "You guys killed us, and the Soul Exorcist Society collapsed. Now that supernatural events continue to break out, the island nation will fall into ruin."
< br>"If we die, if the evil ghost comes back to life, it will kill many people. If we admit defeat, we can compensate, and we will never step foot in your country."
Konoe, Ohashi, and Snow Sage all lowered their heads without any rebuttal, as if Izumi's words were whatever they said, and they were willing to do anything as long as they were spared.
Submitting submission to the strong is not only not shameful in their culture, but also feels it is natural.
"It's too late. When you release the evil ghosts and kill people in Dachang City, you are no longer qualified to live."
Liang Xingyang squinted his eyes and looked at the other party's completely rotten body. The face, the wet body, the familiar smell of well water, the putrid stench mixed with the stench of silt, made him immediately know the identity of the other party.
The ghost master who controls the source of the ghost well.
Yang Jian mocked: "Hold us with the lives of the people on the island? It's ridiculous. Let's not say whether we care or not. Do you think the island country can't move without the Spirit Elimination Society? Without the Spirit Elimination Society, it won't take a few days. Come on, you are not that important."
"No matter how much we say, they will not let us go and kill them." The bald man suddenly raised his head and shouted, staring at Yang. between.
The terrible murderous intention seems to have been prepared for a long time. When the enemy relaxes his vigilance, he must take the opportunity to kill him with one blow.
The fake smile instantly turned into the texture of dirty ceramics, cracking continuously, and finally fell apart, with pieces of ceramic falling off.
Yang Jian sneered, without any trace of panic on his face. A supernatural attack came, and the body disappeared like a bubble.
He has always maintained the ghost eyes of the ghost, the red light confuses the other party's sight, and he hides in the deep ghost. He was not at the same place at all, so the attack could not fall on him.
Daqiao trembled all over, and after the fake smiling face turned into old ceramics and shattered, there turned out to be another fake smiling face with a ceramic texture underneath.
As soon as his attack failed, he was horrified to find that his body was extremely stiff, as if he had lost control.
The strange figures blocking the door were densely packed, and some of the figures from behind had raised their hands.
The blue-black palm shook in his sight, and in an instant, more than a dozen supernatural powers fell on him.
Daqiao couldn't move, his eyes showed deep fear, and he walked towards the door step by step uncontrollably.
“Tear, tear, tear~”
Snow Saint was so angry that he went crazy and tore pieces of his clothes to pieces.
However, something strange happened.
As the first piece of clothing was torn to pieces, a strange figure suddenly opened a long gaping hole and disappeared from her sight.
"Don't hesitate, kill them."
Konoe shouted angrily, and he opened a page of the tattered and yellowed old book in his hand.
In an instant.
An intermittent roaring sound spread from the book, as if a ghost was reciting scriptures, but every syllable was incomprehensible.
A few strange figures outside the door raised their arms and suddenly became quiet amidst the chanting, seeming to be listening to this penetrating sound.
The raised arm swayed slightly, and the swing was intensifying. The sound of the ghost chanting in the old book could not completely suppress the ghost.
Konoe's eyes were filled with fear, his palms were trembling slightly, and he resolutely tore open a page of old paper.
After the intermittent and terrifying chanting sounds paused, the roaring and chanting sounds of the evil spirits became coherent, resounding throughout the hall and spreading toward the strange figure blocking the door.
Yang Jian hid in the ghost to help. The nine ghost eyes turned restlessly, his sight kept moving, and strange figures grew rapidly like weeds.
The strange chanting sound drove away more than a dozen strange figures outside the door, but the lost number was quickly made up, and there was a trend of more and more people.
The house was already filled with strange figures, and there was no space for them to stand in the yard. They were already standing on the road, and densely packed strange figures filled the field of vision.
Under the desperate gazes of Daqiao, Snow Saint, Konoe, and Jingquan, all the strange figures raised their arms, their blue-black palms shaking non-stop, and stepped forward in unison, heading towards Walk ahead.
Countless supernatural powers fell on them.
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps.
Countless mortal spirits erupted simultaneously.
The look in the eyes of the four people all dimmed, and their bodies were lifeless, as if they were corpses that had been dead for a long time, moving stiffly, following those strange figures away. (End of this chapter)