Chapter 319 is me
Three days later.
After sending almost half of the 60% ghosts in the ghost lake's backlog into the ghost mirror, Liang Xingyang's face turned pale.
The originally living body suddenly became cold and wet, and drops of lake water seeped out from the surface of the skin.
“Most of the ghosts in the ghost lake were used to suppress the ghosts that sank into the lake, and only half of the ghosts were cleared. The revived lake water has such an obvious impact on the body. It seems that the ghosts were greatly underestimated before. The horror of the lake.”
Liang Xingyang didn't have too much worry on his face. The skin color on his body was turning rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the cold lake water seeping out of his body was disappearing.
The ghost heart is beating rapidly, releasing more ghost blood, and the blood flows faster to balance the supernatural power of the ghost lake.
“The fully revived S-class supernatural power is far beyond imagination. Even if it is an alien, it will only be eroded and controlled if the supernatural strength is not equal.”
Yang Jian holds the hand He used a cracking spear and nailed one end of the coffin nail to the Li Gui who had just been fished out of the Ghost Lake. With a sudden force, he threw the Li Gui into the ghost mirror.
Liang Xingyang’s understanding of supernatural beings has deepened.
The ghost shadow has S-level supernatural potential and has not yet fully recovered. Otherwise, the eight mirror ghosts fused together will also be eroded, and the consciousness will be swallowed up by the ghost instinct.
“It’s time to stop here.”
Because of this discovery, Liang Xingyang did not intend to blindly clean up the ghosts in the ghost lake, so he decisively took away the lake water on the floor.
Gao Wei said: "Shall we go to the Horror Manor next?"
Yang Jian shook his head and said: "This operation is very dangerous. You'd better stay in Dachang City with Zhang Xianguang."< br>
It was a battle between the top ghost masters, and he thought Gao Wei was not strong enough.
"I have controlled three ghosts. There is no risk of the ghosts reviving for the time being. I can assist you." Gao Wei said hurriedly.
"You will stay in Dachang City for this operation." Liang Xingyang made the decision without any hesitation.
It’s good to bring him over to help, but you may not be able to bring him back.
Gao Wei's abilities are relatively comprehensive. The most outstanding ability is the powerful ghost monster, while the ghost paint's supernatural abilities are average. Countless paper man eyes are spread out properly to gain insight into the surrounding situation. They have strong survival and insight capabilities and are less likely to die.
But the disadvantage is that it is relatively mediocre and does not have powerful offensive methods. Before it is equipped with supernatural weapons, it seems a bit reluctant to participate in such top-notch battles.
Gao Wei could only sigh regretfully and said that he had no objection.
A rich red light spread out, and the two disappeared from the living room.
Yang Jian asked: "Where is the address of the Horror Manor?"
"This compass will guide us to the Horror Manor."
Liang Xingyang only knew roughly that it was the United States. After he proposed the deal with Ghost Cabinet again, he soon found a metal-cased compass in his hand.
The next moment, the red light shrouded the ghost and left Dachang City directly.
The ghost of the ghost eye is so big that it can cross the distance of a big city in one second, and it doesn't take much time to rush abroad.
And if the seven ghost eyes are dead, there is no need to worry about the risk of the ghost eyes reviving.
Next to a highway in a certain state in the United States.
The figures of the two people flickered here for a moment, then disappeared. When they reappeared, they came to a hill.
Looking down from here, you can see a manor not far away.
The manor sits alone in an uninhabited suburb. The high-rise buildings are covered with withered vines. In front of it is a large rusty iron gate with a shaky sign hanging on it. The words "Horror Manor" are written in pale paint. A big character.
The neighborhood is also a bit desolate. Almost all the crops grown in the area are withered, and the entire area has a lifeless atmosphere.
There are also strange scarecrows standing around this crop. Each scarecrow is wearing a complete set of living clothes, with different styles, old and new, and wearing a tattered straw hat on their heads. , the body was tied to the cross and swayed in the wind, looking like a living person from a distance.
Liang Xingyang said: "There is a connection between the king's organizations. The action of hunting down this terrifying manor owner must be fast, and other kings cannot rush to support. But fortunately, the situation is not that tense, and the other party will not be too vigilant or unexpected. We will attack by surprise."
Yang Jian said: "No one can guarantee the manor owner. I happen to stay in the manor at the right time, do you have any action plan?”
“I will eat the ghost paintings instead of the starving ghosts, and seal the area with the ghost painting world to ensure that no one can leave the manor. If the master stays in the manor, then he will be hunted directly. If he happens to be away from the lair, he will take away Kaili's body," Liang Xingyang said directly.
Yang Jian nodded and said nothing.
Soon.
Liang Xingyang successfully replaced the ghost boy and then swallowed the ghost paintings in the blood. However, the digestion was incomplete and he could only possess most of the ghost paintings' supernatural powers.
However.
A pair of white and clear palms shook.
The entire sky gradually darkened, and a layer of rich blue-black haze spread out, covering an extremely vast area.
At this time, wisps of gray-white paper ash began to fall from high in the sky, like burned ashes, floating down in countless numbers.
Within the scope of the ghost, the ghost painting begins to copy reality, silently pulling everything into the world of the ghost painting.
The next moment.
An oil painting appears out of thin air in Liang Xingyang's hand. The background of the painting is this manor. Now only through the painting in his hand can he leave the world of ghost paintings and go to another painting.
"The ghost paintings suppress the ghost eyes very much."
Yang Jian quickly reminded that the ten ghost eyes in his body were closing tightly, even spying on Liang Xingyang beside him. Don't even dare.
Staying in the world of ghost paintings means that he has lost the supernatural power of ghost eyes.
Liang Xingyang explained: "The ghosts controlled by the manor owner are no lower than the sixth level of the ghost eye. If the opponent wants to escape, there is no way to stop them without relying on ghost paintings. Moreover, the main force of this operation is not us."
Yang Jian was a little surprised and said: "If it's not us, who is that?"
Besides them, is there anyone else who wants to come over to participate in this possible battle between top ghost masters?
“It’s me!”
It was the voice coming from the oil painting in Liang Xingyang's hand. It was a young voice, and the voice was exactly the same as Liang Xingyang.
Next, Yang Jian saw a strange scene.
The background of the oil painting became smaller, and another young man who looked like Liang Xingyang zoomed in from the oil painting little by little. Then a pair of hands stretched out from the oil painting, and then the whole person came out.
Yang Jian suddenly said: "It turns out to be You."
"Long time no see, Yang Jian."
Liang Wensong smiled and nodded.
At this time, he was wearing a black gown in the style of the Republic of China, and there was a faint smell of corpse coming from under the clothes. Only his appearance was no different from Liang Xingyang.
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt a faint sense of supernatural pressure on Liang Wensong. It may be that the other party inherited Luo Wensong's three terrible mortal supernatural powers during his lifetime, or it may be that the ghost eyes were suppressed by the ghost paintings. for the sake of.
“If you hadn’t asked me for help this time, I would have thought you had forgotten my existence.” Liang Wensong complained.
Liang Xingyang said: "This time we may face the terrifying owner of the manor. It happens that there are many doors in the manor, and your supernatural powers can come in handy."
If he met the owner of the manor, the first concern for this operation was time, so he had no idea of a one-on-one fight and was prepared before the battle started.
“I have many doors too.”
Liang Wensong showed a meaningful smile and snapped his fingers. The ground not far away began to collapse, forming a large door-like door. pit.
The pit is so dark and deep that you can’t see the bottom, and I don’t know where it is connected to.
Liang Xingyang said in surprise: "You control that ghost door?"
That was not a big pit, but a series of doorways, which might be connected to the bottom of the ghost post office. The deep darkness gave him a creepy feeling. If he fell in, it would be difficult to escape.
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