Chapter 453 Battle
The rusty supernatural bus body dragged a long silver light behind it, like a silver meteor gliding in the air, and plunged into the strange and scarlet supernatural place.
There are numerous shadows of people behind the bus body, and countless old people covered in black and white and lifeless are following them like resurrected souls.
More and more old ladies are approaching, like a black and white torrent, squeezing, eroding, and tearing apart the small opening made by the bus.
Only a lonely stick of incense was left on the spot. Amidst the smoke, Luo Wensong squinted his eyes and watched the imminent battle ahead.
"Beep..."
The weird horn sound kept echoing.
Two yellow beams of light shredded the silver light and the red light, spreading in one direction.
At this moment, the five Yangjian's bodies were glowing with red light, holding crackling spears in their hands. Their scarlet ghost eyes suddenly shrank, and a creepy sense of crisis descended.
A red light flashed.
They quickly disappeared from their spot and dispersed to avoid being hit by the bus.
Liang Xingyang turned the steering wheel hard, controlled the supernatural bus to sway its tail, stepped on the accelerator and hit a person.
"Beep..."
The weird hoarse trumpet sound sounded again.
As if it was some kind of signal, the old ladies gathered together, stretched out their wrinkled arms, and approached Yang Jian.
"Meng Xiaodong!"
Yang Jian was horrified, but he swept out the splitting spear without hesitation, dismembering the approaching old man, and his heads rolled off one by one.
As soon as an area was cleared, he immediately used the eight-layer ghost to restart the surrounding area to avoid being hit by the bus.
But more old ladies gathered, not only did his body fade, but a terrible suppression also blocked the surrounding retreat. The dense crowd of old ladies gathered around, preventing the red light from spreading and interfering with the restart of the ghost eye.
But at the moment when the restart failed, the yellow light in front became extremely dazzling, and the figure of the bus was already approaching.
In an emergency, Yang Jian raised his hand and held the cracking spear in front of him, and made a plan to deal with it.
“Crack.”
As the cold human skin covering the gun body let out a weird and penetrating scream, the bone gun body was directly broken under the huge impact force, and with a wave of The power is transferred to the body.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, Yang Jian was hit by the bus head-on in the chest, flew out uncontrollably, rolled several times on the ground, and struggled a few times He couldn't stand up, and the red light all over his body started to flicker on and off like a light bulb that was about to go out.
Yang Jian spat out the cold lake water, and his fallen body was twisted and broken. Without hesitation or hesitation, he directly used the seven-layer ghost to restart himself.
However, the terrible attack has not stopped yet. The light above the head is blocked, and wrinkled arms stretch out and cover them continuously.
The flashing red light was immediately extinguished. Yang Jian, who fell to the ground, opened his eyes wide and disappeared in the next second. A new illusory old woman appeared in his place.
"Yang Jian, who was attracted by the nine-layer ghost with ghost eyes, is not a real ghost after all. He can be killed." Liang Xingyang was sitting in the driver's seat with an extremely calm expression. At this moment, his whole body was illuminated by silver light. Start the bus again.
Wang Chaling understood and gave some advice: "I think you can retreat temporarily, retrieve your ghost paintings, and come back to clean up Yang Jian?"
Liang Xingyang objected: "The malice of the world is deepening. If we don't kill Yang Jian, our next actions will be more horribly hindered."
Countless black and white illusory old ladies got out of the way and trapped another The Yang room where he lived was exposed.
The previous scene happened again.
Another Yang Jian disappeared, and another illusory old woman appeared.
The other side.
The real Yang Jian was waving a spear, blocking the old man in front of him. Even if a supernatural attack occasionally fell on him, it didn't matter, he immediately restarted himself to recover.
But the two people he brought over were dispersed, and he also sensed the danger, and looked at the supernatural bus with sharp ghost eyes.
The rich red light of the six layers of ghosts spread immediately, but was blocked by the black and white illusory old ladies, preventing the ghosts from spreading.
Yang Jian's heart sank: "Using the carriage to avoid the final nail in the coffin, and then replacing Meng Xiaodong as the thug to block the restart and prevent me from reversing the past, it is a good trick."
" And using countless mirror ghosts as matchmakers Introducing, let Meng Xiaodong launch an infinite invasion. Although the illusory old man who invaded is not the complete form of Meng Xiaodong, the victory is that the two infinite supernatural beings cooperate with each other. The longer the time goes on, the worse the situation will be for me. It will be more dangerous.”
"Since nine ghost eyes can't fight, then ten. Until the layers of ghosts meet infinitely, there is no reason why my ghost eyes can't be as good as yours."
Yang Jian's expression was cold, and his forehead was cracked. A slight opening revealed a white-gold ghost eye underneath, and suddenly, strands of pure green fire flickered.
On the basis of the nine-eye superposition, this last eye is superimposed.
Suddenly, ten layers of ghosts opened!
The extremely rich red light spread, as if the whole body was soaked in blood, and a strange and ominous aura filled the air.
"Kill!"
Yang Jian shouted, and the voice that spoke at this moment had an accent. It was like the overlap of countless time points. Countless people were shouting in unison, and finally the voices converged together.
Layer upon layer of strange scarlet light gathered together and spread out with unstoppable force, directly breaking through the blockade of the illusory old woman.
A rich scarlet road spreads into the distance, covering the rusty supernatural bus like a spotlight.
Even the yellow light emitted by the two car lights turned into a strange scarlet color at this moment. Not only that, there were bursts of strange noises coming from underneath the vehicle, as if it had malfunctioned and was unable to move, being stopped in place by the red light.
Liang Xingyang's bright pupils widened slightly, looking at Yang Jian walking towards him with heavy steps in the red light.
The next moment.
Yang Jian appeared expressionless, his body shrouded in double shadows. He walked to the front of the bus, swung the cracked spear in his hand and chopped off his head.
With a swing of the knife, Gui Xie folded infinitely, and chopped down thousands of time points with the hatchet.
"Crunch..."
The front of the car was cut open with a knife, leaving a huge gash.
"Ah..."
The sharp and ear-piercing wails of the evil spirits in the carriage instantly echoed in Liang Xingyang's ears, and the aisle lights in the carriage went out in an instant.
The second knife fell.
“Bang bang bang!”
The light bulbs in the carriage exploded.
After a second hole quickly appeared on the front of the car, the superimposed red light outside the car eroded the bright silver light faster.
Liang Xingyang was startled, stood up and hurriedly wanted to leave his seat.
But at this time.
With the sound of the thick cloth being torn apart under the seat echoing, a cold and terrifying fat arm suddenly stretched out and hugged his leg.
Under the supernatural suppression effect of the bus, Liang Xingyang's body stiffened suddenly. After being touched, he seemed to be hit hard by the vehicle. He sat down and returned to the driving seat again.
The bright silver light suddenly dimmed, and the red light from outside the car broke through, filling every corner of the car.
A red light flashed.
Yang Jian was just about to break into the car with a cracking spear, but suddenly turned around instinctively. Under his ghostly eyes, he saw two skinny fingers knocking towards him.
Such an action seemed to be knocking on a door of certain death.
In an instant, the platinum ghost eyes turned, and thousands of superimposed rolling heat waves surged out, swallowing up the two skinny fingers.
"Luo Wensong!"
Yang Jian's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his voice seemed to come from a distant place, cold and full of terrible malice.
With a wave of fire, two skinny fingers ignited with green flames. The mortal curse on them was burned cleanly, and the fingers suddenly retracted as if they were in pain.
But amid the smoke, there was the sound of doors opening one after another. Not only were countless supernatural auras of death filled the air, but there was also an extremely terrifying darkness that swallowed them.
Take advantage of this opportunity.
Liang Xingyang suppressed his racing heart, quickly took out a pair of scarlet scissors, and severed the cursed black line between himself and the bus.
The effect was very obvious, and the fat arms holding his thighs immediately let go.
As soon as the suppression of the ghost on the bus disappeared, the bright silver light was like a candle that had been silent for a long time, burning brightly again, and became even more terrifying.
Infinite mirrors!
The bright silver light directly repels the intersecting layers of red light in the carriage and once again occupies the bus.
"Da da da da da..."
Liang Xingyang stood up abruptly, the sound of mirrors superimposing echoed around him. Countless of them were superimposed on each other, and his figure seemed to be sinking deeper into the world. The supernatural place became ethereal.
As two beams of bright silver light emitted from his eyes, and his appearance and figure became blurred, two terrifying murder patterns were triggered.
Look the same and act the same.
The silver light quickly spread outside the car.
At this moment, the confrontation outside the car is also deciding the winner.
"If you are only at this level, today is your memorial day." Yang Jian's eyes flashed red.
The raging and roaring invisible fire wave successfully isolated the terrifying darkness spreading from the dark doorway, and still had the power to crush it bit by bit.
"I've already died. How can I die a second time when I'm just a dead soul. But I can't stop you anymore. The time has come."
Luo Wensong showed a smile of relief on his face. He had used too much supernatural power and the level of confrontation was too high. The soul-calling incense in his hand had burned out.
After the last sparkling incense ash fell, his smile was frozen in the smoke, and his body quickly disintegrated, finally turning into a wisp of blue smoke rising into the sky.
However, he successfully opened the supernatural door at the last moment, connected to the ghost post office here, and gained insight into the abnormality of the world.
Fortunately, I was able to help in the end, so it was not in vain.
Just after the last trace of green smoke dissipated, the bright and bright silver light came in, once again competing with the converging red light.
A large number of imaginary old ladies all over the world began to pour into the ghost mirror world, and there was a tendency to fill it up.
A road separated from the crowd.
"Tap tap tap~"
Liang Xingyang's ethereal figure walked out, staring at the dividing line between the confrontation between the two ghosts, Yang Jian's figure was reflected in his pupils, the murder pattern was consistent, and he appeared An extremely terrifying suction force.
“Want to imprison me?”
Yang Jian's eyes flickered, but he did not dodge or dodge. The layers of ghosts around him were shaking involuntarily, and a half-black and half-red shadow flowed under his feet. As soon as the ghost appeared, the slightly shaking figure immediately stabilized.
"How long can you hold on with the help of the Ghost Eye's death mechanism, forcibly opening the tenth level of ghosts? Sooner or later, the Ghost Eye will revive again on the ghost shadow. When the time comes, you will revive yourself without me taking action." Liang Xingyang said.
The silver light is still getting brighter.
Yang Jiandao: "Lock yourself in a turtle shell and open the infinite mirror. How long can you hold on? The erosion of living consciousness by the ghost instinct is no joke. You will eventually become a new mirror ghost consciousness. .”
Didn’t speak again.
Liang Xingyang's appearance and figure were gradually changing, and he was 80% similar to the Yang Jian in front of him. Pale and cold eyes were emerging, but they only had the shape of ghost eyes and did not have the supernatural power of ghost eyes.
He took a step forward, and the silver light squeezed the red light back a little.
But even so, Yang Jian still didn't move a step, but his hand holding the cracking spear became harder and harder, and suddenly said in a commanding tone: "Pull him into sleep!"
"Woof! ! ”
One after another, large wolf dogs with dark hair bared their teeth and bared their teeth, with ferocious and cruel eyes, roared viciously, and then ran over at extremely fast speeds.
This scene was all presented in silver light.
Liang Xingyang stopped and looked at the vicious dogs with calm and indifferent eyes, not caring.
Before a large number of vicious dogs could successfully approach, wisps of silver light surged, and the vicious dogs that stepped into the silver light area disappeared one by one.
On Liang Xingyang's side, pale and cold vicious dogs walked out from behind, gradually transformed into vicious dogs with dark hair, and ran in the direction of Yang Jian.
Yang Jian looked slightly gloomy and could only send out more vicious dogs.
"Woof woof woof..."
"Woof woof woof..."
Two groups of black wolf dogs roared at each other through the silver light and red light. The low roars came one after another, and the two sides refused to give in to each other.
Wang Chaling looked at it in amazement and couldn't help but persuade: "Since the stalemate cannot be reached, it's better to stop. Let's avoid Yang Jian for the time being."
"Idiot, I can't help. Just be quiet when you’re busy.”
Meng Xiaodong came over and said in an old and hoarse voice.
At this moment, her body is a little blurry. She has used supernatural powers too many times, and the essence of the mirror ghost is transforming towards the ghost mirror.
It is impossible to stop at this critical moment. The consequence of Yang Jian closing the tenth level of ghosts is to be imprisoned. On the contrary, everyone present could not bear the thousands of knives struck by the hatchet.
The stalemate continues.
In the red light, Yang Jian fell into deep thought, thinking about ways to break the situation.
Liang Xingyang was also deep in thought, thinking calmly: "How to break the balance of ghosts on the ground?"
Wang Chaling frowned and said: "Let me try. Grandpa and grandma, help me kill Yang Time.”
An order was given.
The two old men standing behind him walked out hand in hand, walking step by step towards the strange and scarlet supernatural land opposite.
Liang Xingyang shouted: "The red light of the ghost eyes converges. As long as you walk in, you will be trapped immediately. Don't do stupid things."
"I just want to help."
Wang Chaling was startled and quickly called the first generation of the Wang family back.
At this time, Meng Xiaodong came over and suggested: "My limit is coming soon, why not give the hope of breaking the deadlock to the real ghost. Release Meng Xiaodong's body and let the ghost deal with Yang Jian." "
Liang Xingyang shook his head: "No, don't forget that he has coffin nails in his hands."
The coffin nails have a decisive effect. Doing so will lose Meng Xiaodong's body. .
Meng Xiaodong nodded with regret and could only think about the solution again.
After a while.
Liang Xingyang looked at the slightly dilapidated supernatural bus, the color of thinking in his eyes became more intense, and he thought to himself: "The intersection of ghost eyes and red light can trap evil ghosts, but the supernatural bus can break the gap between reality and supernatural beings. Land may be the key to breaking the situation. ”
The supernatural bus was dismembered twice by Yang Jian with a hatchet. It is no longer possible to isolate the inner and outer carriages, so the driver must at least be able to resist the intersection of red lights, otherwise the driver will be taken away by the ghost and lost. A driverless supernatural bus.
He glanced at Wang Chaling and shook his head slowly. The real horror was the Wang family generation, not him. If he was asked to implement the plan, he would probably never come back.
Meng Xiaodong can only do this.
A disembodied figure appeared behind him, replacing the fake Meng Xiaodong who was about to transform into a ghost mirror.
"I will drive a bus to attack Yang Jian and break your balance."
After the new Meng Xiaodong finished speaking, he boarded the supernatural bus directly and let the fat corpse under the seat Take a bite and make a connection.
However, when he was waiting for control, the bus began to shake abnormally and violently, as if there was a mechanical failure and it stopped in place and failed to run successfully. Fortunately, after many attempts and constant stimulation, Li Gui finally recovered from his dismembered state. The two car lights lit up with a faint yellow light, and the aisle lights in the car also responded.
Meng Xiaodong stepped on the accelerator without hesitation and drove the bus into the strange, scarlet supernatural place.
As far as the eye can see, there is a scarlet road ahead with no end in sight, like a road leading to hell.
The depths of red light.
Yang Jian's face was solemn and a little ugly: "You want to hit me with your car?"
While he resisted the fate of being imprisoned, the infinite superimposed suction force also held him in place, unable to move, almost Lost the ability to move.
However, the overlapping ghosts outside have reached the limit of their superimposition. Even he himself doesn't know whether they can trap the supernatural bus.
Five minutes later.
Liang Xingyang's eyes were hollow and numb, and his voice was hoarse and strange: "You haven't broken out yet?"
The erosion of the evil instinct made his already few feelings begin to become more and more indifferent. This feeling Very bad, the identity of the living person is disappearing little by little.
Wang Chaling said: "If this continues, will the malice of the world send others over to help Yang Jian break the deadlock?"
He realized that he was not qualified to intervene, but he was extremely worried that an accident would occur in the next second and cause the situation to collapse.
Liang Xingyang said coldly: "Don't worry, at this point, no one except Zhang Dong is qualified to interfere in the affairs here."
Whether it is the superimposed rich red light or the infinite superposition The ghost mirror world is isolated from outside exploration and entrance.
But at this time.
A slight crashing sound came from the depths of the red light. The sound was not loud, but it was particularly noticeable.
The supernatural bus driven by Meng Xiaodong finally found Yang Jian. Under the huge impact, the overlapping figures on Yang Jian shook unsteadily, and one of the double figures was even knocked out.
The next moment, a scarlet figure holding a cracking spear flew out from the depths of the red light and was sucked into Liang Xingyang's body.
Liang Xingyang grinned and showed an indifferent smile: "After such a long stalemate, we finally have a result. Although I only replaced a past you, ghost eyes are ghost eyes, and I won. ”
Then, an amazing scene happened.
The ten pale and cold eyes on his body underwent a complete transformation at this moment, as if they had been soaked in blood, becoming rich scarlet and emitting a faint red light.
Ten layers of ghost eyes superimposed!
The next second, the ghost eyes belonging to the ghost eyes emitted, and the combined red light was like a sharp knife, easily cutting through Yang Jian's ghost eyes, exposing his figure hiding deep in the ghost eyes. .
Suddenly, the rich red light belonging to the mirror ghost shrouded Yang Jian directly like a searchlight.
One second!
The cracked spear in Liang Xingyang's hand disappeared, and as the ghost moved to Yang Jian, he penetrated him instantly.
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(End of this chapter)