Chapter 359 The first round of collision
“One, two, three...six top ghost masters.”
The ghost eyes warned wildly, Yang Jian’s face was full of disbelief, and his heart surged Feeling uneasy.
The six kings, captain, banker, warden, killer, pianist, and grave digger, had cold eyes, giving him a huge sense of supernatural oppression.
Not only that.
After the appearance of six kings.
A team of five ghost masters is no longer hidden, and the blond man with blue eyes who was discovered by the ghost eyes before is also in this team.
Everyone was staring at Yang Jian with malicious eyes, as if they were looking at a dead person.
Wearing a prison uniform and a stubble on his face, the warden said indifferently: "Are you the captain Yang Jian? We finally caught a big fish. Today's harvest is good."
Wearing Mouth of white-haired young man in exquisite suit He was holding a cigarette in his mouth, combing his hair with a comb, fanning himself with the green banknotes spread out, and said: "Be careful of the nails in his coffin. The old woman in the western skirt was nailed to death with a spear and was poisoned."< br>
Yang Jian's face was expressionless, and the cold lake water flowed out from under his feet, and he took out his spear.
Suddenly.
He realized something was wrong and his face turned ugly.
"My prison has isolated your ghost lake, you can't escape."
The warden laughed ferociously, holding the ferocious iron hook in his hand, and the other end of the iron chain turned out to be extending inside his body.
At this moment, Whitewater Town overlaps with a supernatural place called the Prison, like a terrifying ghost.
A black shadow like ink flowed out from under Yang Jian's feet and quickly spread out, forming a small group of ghosts. He said coldly: "Six kings and a team of ghost controllers really look up to me. However, It’s not certain who will kill whom later.”
With a hatchet in his hand, black shadows cover the streets, and countless media appear on the street, and dense figures are exposed in front of the ghost eyes.
Yang Jian frowned. There were too many of these footprint media. They were crowded together, making it difficult to find each other's media.
“There are enough guys here this time.” A strange figure came out of the shadows, and the killer gave the order: “You guys go kill him.”
The target of his shouting was the team of ghost masters.
"Yes, BOSS." The five ghost masters immediately became nervous.
"I'll clean you up first."
Yang Jian was filled with murderous intent. The eyes that could not be closed suddenly opened on his forehead, and a platinum-gold eyeball emerged and turned slightly. .
The ghosts belonging to him spread out instantly.
The supernatural place of this prison seemed to be illuminated, and every dark corner was shrouded in light.
The world suddenly lit up, waves of fire surged, and pieces of dead bones covered the ground without knowing when. They were ignited by the fire and burned crazily, forming a terrifying fire.
The ghost eyes turned and stared at the five ghost masters.
“Impossible!”
The five ghost masters’ expressions immediately became painful and they screamed crazily when the ghosts shrouded them.
The bodies of the five people were decaying rapidly, and pieces of skin and flesh gradually melted and fell away. After a while, pale bones were seen,
"Crackling~"
A section of bone was exposed in the fire, and quickly Turned into gray-white, burned into ashes and scattered on the land of bones.
"Ah...Help..."
The five people collapsed on the ground of bones, rolling their bodies, struggling in pain, and the raging burning flames engulfed them.
Not a moment later.
All five ghost masters disappeared.
In the blazing flames, only five ghosts were left struggling in the fire. The ghosts engulfed by the fire would definitely not die, and would be suppressed at most. However, the ghost controller had been burned out, and only The ashes prove that they have been here.
Yang Jian was shocked. The transformed eyes on his forehead were so overbearing. In less than a minute, the five ghost masters were wiped out.
But the matter is not over yet. The coverage area of Ghost Eye's ghosts is too vast, and it easily covers the six kings.
However, the flames, which were like cutting grass against ordinary ghost masters, only caused a little interference to the king.
"Something's wrong. This will-o'-the-wisp not only has the power to make the body rot to the bone, but also has the effect of suppressing the supernatural." The killer looked fearful and hid in the shadows to isolate himself from the attack of the ghost eyes.
"It seems that in addition to the nails in the coffin, this captain is also very powerful." The banker held a cigarette in his mouth and looked careless, constantly taking out and throwing away a large number of green banknotes from his wallet.
He stood on the thick banknotes, and not even will-o'-the-wisps or bones could spread over him.
A voice came from a deep, dark cave: "Who will do it first?"
"Send me over."
The captain, with a rotten face and a numb expression, looked like a ghost and wanted to take the lead in attacking Yang Jian.
There was a hint of fear in the banker's eyes, and he immediately grabbed a handful of green banknotes and threw them out: "Money clears the way!"
A path paved with thick green banknotes blocked the will-o'-the-wisp. It spread to Yang Jian's feet, and not even the pavement of ghosts and ghosts could stop it.
A thick darkness surged around the captain, like black water waves crashing past. With the help of the banker, he quickly approached.
When he came to Yang Jian, darkness suddenly spread out and enveloped Yang Jian's entire body.
Coldness and darkness hit from all directions, and the crashing waves of the waves could be heard in a daze.
The burning flames were extinguished instantly, the ghost eyes were disturbed and blurred, and even the shadow ghosts on the ground were forced to retract into Yang Jian's body.
Supernatural powers are horribly suppressed.
Yang Jian suddenly shouted: "I'll chop you first."
The whistling sound of the spear was heard, and the rusty hatchet struck down on the head.
The hatchet struck the captain's head in the darkness.
Soon.
Yang Jian's pupils shrank. Judging from the feeling in his hand, the hatchet was hindered a lot. Although it cut off many things, it also lost most of its strength.
The chipped blade of the hatchet hits a hard object and can no longer fall down.
The spear stalled.
At this time, he suddenly realized that the ghost controller codenamed Captain was no ordinary king at all.
But under his feet.
The green banknotes gave off an eerie green light, and something seemed to be traveling under the banknotes spread on the ground.
Suddenly.
A dark and deep hole appeared under the thick banknotes. Two dry ghost hands suddenly stretched out from the hole, grabbed Yang Jian's feet, and pulled him down.
Before it was over, a pair of ferocious iron hooks were thrown over, and after catching Yang Jian's shoulders, the iron chain suddenly tightened, and an illusory figure was slowly pulled out of it.
A huge force came, the chains rattled, and the upper body of the illusory figure ran out of Yang Jian's body.
If all the illusory figures drawn out come out, Yang Jian's life will end here.
The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly.
Yang Jian's face was pale. In the crisis of life and death, he opened the eighth level of ghosts without hesitation and used the supernatural power to restart everything to get out of danger.
However, the rich red light in the body failed to come out. Instead, it kept flashing like a short-circuited light bulb. The darkness spread by the captain interfered with the ghost's eyes.
"Jingle bell~"
A weird and horrifying piano sound rang, and a vague figure was seen sitting in front of the black piano, with fingers flying, the music intertwined, playing a melody that pulled the consciousness. curse.
Yang Jian's consciousness suddenly fell into a trance, and everything in front of him became blurred and drifted away uncontrollably.
"Woof woof woof~"
The roar of the vicious dog sounded at the right time, bringing him back to consciousness.
“Bite him to death.”
After Yang Jian roared, he opened the seventh layer of ghosts and restarted himself.
The eighth-level ghost was suppressed by darkness and could not spread out, but the red light in his body was not disturbed, allowing him to successfully restart.
A rich red light flashed.
The illusory figure hooked by the rusty and ferocious iron hook disappeared. Under the great strength, the tight iron chain was loosened, and the iron hook flew upside down and returned to the warden's hand.
But restarting one's own supernatural power cannot solve the darkness nearby, nor can it solve the evil ghost grabbing his feet.
It won’t take long before the iron hook in the warden’s hand will fly out again and hook his body.
Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that if he didn't fight hard, he would probably end up here.
His eyes were scarlet, and his whole body was tense. He suddenly pulled out the spear that had struck the darkness, and hit the captain with the barrel of the gun.
Before the spear could touch the captain, two metallic palms instantly pierced Yang Jian's body, causing blood to fly.
But the next second.
The spear hit the captain, and the two superimposed fatal supernatural powers made the latter freeze. His palm was forced to be pulled out and flew out, and the rich darkness also faded away.
A layer of black shadow was still spreading under Yang Jian's feet, like the shadow of ink covering the palms of the ghosts, making the sound of falling blocks, the wrists were all broken, and the two withered palms fell into the dark tomb. Hole.
After losing his restraints, he immediately used the ghost to escape from the tomb and return to the ground.
However, when he showed up, a twisted shadow quietly approached from behind at an extremely fast speed. The killer holding a terrifying dagger instantly escaped from the shadow state and stabbed Yang Jian with the dagger.
“Six-layered ghosts, open!”
Without the captain’s suppression, the rich red light covered everything at an incredible speed.
Everyone within the scope of the ghost shroud was at a standstill at this moment.
"Seeking death!"
Yang Jian did not hesitate or hesitate. He used seven layers of ghosts to isolate the stagnant supernatural beings. He suddenly turned around and slashed the killer's forehead with a cracked spear, splitting him in two from the middle. Half.
This is all done almost instantly. (End of this chapter)