Chapter 367 Flood Plan
Yang Jian set a fire and burned several supernatural products, but he did not force the people in the cinema out.
Zhang Xianguang took over the action, raised the rusty old sword with both hands, and slashed through the air along the torn perspective in front of him.
The invisible edge tore apart things in reality. A crack burst out on the wall of the cinema shrouded in black and white tones. Then the crack gradually enlarged and the wall cracked.
“Boom.”
Buildings began to tilt and collapse.
The old sword can not only tear apart the supernatural, but also tear apart reality.
It was as if an earthquake had occurred all around, but no shaking was felt. The terrible curse tore the ghost in the cinema in half, and a cold breath filled the air.
No matter how dangerous the plot planned by the king is, at this time they have to face Yang Jian and Zhang Xianguang outside.
Interior of the cinema.
Accompanied by the screams and wails of countless film and television characters, the lights flashed abnormally for a few times, then suddenly went out, and the surrounding area fell into darkness.
“Tear!”
The huge old yellowing curtain was completely torn, and at the same time there was a huge shock and it was shaking.
The projectionist's face was ferocious, as if he was choosing to devour others: "My cinema has been destroyed, I want to kill them."
As a lair that has been in business for more than ten years , he put in a lot of effort and left behind many images of the Ghost Controller’s life. Once they were destroyed, the heartache was simply unspeakable.
The gravedigger told the truth: "Yang Jian has the ability to restart time, and coupled with the knife in his mysterious teammate's hand, we may not be able to kill them."
"Retreat first! This building The building is about to collapse.”
The killer looked ugly and immediately turned into a shadow on the ground.
"Leave here, don't get entangled with the other party, just launch the embattled plan, and the final winner will be us." The banker gritted his teeth,
After that, like other kings, he used supernatural powers Means to escape from this building that is about to collapse.
After seeing the methods of Yang Jian and Zhang Xianguang, no king wanted to trouble them head-on. Everyone tacitly stayed away and avoided the edge for the time being.
But the next moment.
The scarlet light illuminated the entire world, shrouding everything in it. The dark clouds in the sky disappeared in an instant, disappearing cleanly. The gloomy weather under the supernatural influence was dispelled.
Ghost Eyes Six levels of ghosts and ghosts appear that stop everything.
Some of the seven kings were shocked and angry, while others were frightened, but everyone reacted quickly and began to try their best to break free from the shackles of the red light.
But in the blink of an eye.
Yang Jian used the momentary stillness of the ghost eye to focus on the king who could summon the supernatural place called Prison.
Guixi shifted his position, and with the warden's stunned expression, the cracked spear penetrated his head, restraining him in place.
The other side.
Zhang Xianguang, as the first person on the field to break free from the shackles of the red light, suddenly raised his rusty sword and pointed it at a black piano.
The broadsword fell.
This knife is aimed at the pianist.
The pianist could not move, and his eyes suddenly shrank.
Suddenly.
The world in front of him seemed to be split into several halves, his pupils were covered with spider web-like cracks, and his frozen face was torn with criss-crossing wounds.
The pianist was torn apart, and his broken body fell off the piano stool, but quickly disappeared.
As the pianist disappeared, his body reappeared on the stool the next second.
But at this moment.
“Bang.”
With a muffled sound, the cursed black piano suddenly fell apart, disintegrated from the middle, and broke into several pieces.
The figure of the pianist sitting on the stool flickered a few times and disappeared. After all, he was not resurrected by the curse.
The short attack took a second or two.
All the kings broke free from their restraints and fully reacted. Their hearts were filled with the sadness of a rabbit dying and a fox dying, and more of an irresistible despair.
Seven kings lost two on the spot.
Only after fighting can you deeply understand the horror of your opponent.
The king did not come to rescue and saw that the situation was not good, so he continued to retreat without hesitation.
The stagnation effect of the Six-City Ghost Domain is getting worse and worse, and neither Yang Jian nor Zhang Xianguang has any new means to retain them.
Zhang Xianguang looked at the king who was running around. He felt that there was no need to pursue the enemy, so he did not pursue him, so he said: "The king's strength is not comprehensive, and he can easily solve it by finding his weaknesses."
Yang Jian glanced at him and said nothing. He silently disassembled the hatchet on the spear. After dismembering the warden, cold water flowed out from under his feet. He threw the body parts into the ghost lake and imprisoned him.
The water spread and swallowed the piano into pieces.
This operation hunted down two kings, and the results were enough to allow the kings organization to calm down for a while. It could also largely reverse the public opinion on the Ghost Controller website and relieve the pressure on the Asian headquarters.
It is very important that the Kings organization is no longer in existence.
They are forces united by interests. Once they cannot take advantage and lose hope of victory, it will be difficult to maintain unity.
Every action will destroy several kings. Under such high pressure, the situation will become increasingly unfavorable to the king's organization, and sooner or later the king's organization will fall apart.
Yang Jian said in a deep voice: "There are less than ten kings left. If they still want to defeat us, they can only rely on the ghost ship to release a large number of ghosts to consume us, otherwise there will be absolutely no chance of victory."< br>
Zhang Xianguang said thoughtfully: "So your next action is mainly to defend the headquarters and prevent the ghost field from landing."
"Yes, we are going back."
Yang Jian He nodded in recognition, and a rich red light appeared all over his body. In a flash of red light, the two disappeared from the place.
The ghost realm of Ghost Eye is so big that even if it is separated by a vast ocean, it only takes two or three minutes to travel there.
After a while they returned to Dachang City.
As soon as they came back, they noticed something strange in the city. It was a cold atmosphere that had not completely dissipated. It was a ghostly creature formed by the entanglement of dozens of powerful ghosts.
The red light of the ghost eye suddenly enveloped the city.
After Liang Xingyang sent Liang Wensong back to the post office, he immediately noticed Yang Jian's ghost.
However, the area around him was very clean, no red light invaded, and the ghost paintings perfectly isolated the ghost eyes.
The next moment.
The ghost paintings and ghosts disappear.
A red light flashed.
Yang Jian and Zhang Xianguang came out and asked about the situation when they met.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and he told the story about the loss of control of Yin Yang Street, and shared the plan of blocking the three Yin Yang Streets with three golden gates.
“Actually, the official name of Yin Yang Street during the Republic of China was Yin and Yang Realm, which represents the place between Yin and Yang.” Zhang Xianguang pondered.
Yang Jian asked: "Do you have any way to deal with the out-of-control Yin and Yang Street?"
Zhang Xianguang shook his head and responded: "I don't know. I only know that the larger the number represented by the street, the more evil ghosts used to build the wall. The more terrifying it becomes. Even if you want to break through, you can't cross the collapsed middle street. It's easy to get lost in the depths of the ghost. I don't recommend you to intervene."
Yang Jian said nothing and turned his head. Look at Liang Xingyang.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved, and he gave his own suggestion: "The streets invade reality, and on the contrary, it can also allow us to go retrograde to a specific street."
"Tang Yerong's ghost has revived, and the only way is to imprison it. Only by stealing the supernatural power of the ghosts and smashing the wall can this supernatural place be suppressed again.”
"Or be swallowed up by the ghost lake."
The guiding ghost is very scary, but it is only used by Tang Yerong as a wall material on No. 6 Street. It is hard to imagine how many terrifying ghosts there are deeper inside.
This is a supernatural place with almost no solution.
Yang Jian thought seriously: "The ghost lake suppressed is almost full. The only way is to send them to other places to be imprisoned. But with so many ghosts, the risk of imprisoning them is extremely high."
< br>Liang Xingyang narrowed his eyes: "The King organized and planned the Ark Plan, and we can also use the Flood Plan to counter it."
His original intention was not to use the flood plan to hurt each other, but to use the flood plan to transfer the domestic supernatural events to foreign countries, so that Yang Jian could solve the domestic Yin Yang Street incident. (End of this chapter)