Mysterious recovery

"Xiao Wang, I can still fight, don't hold back, today I want to break the boundaries and exceed the past."

The skin on Ye Zhen's two hands has completely rotted at this moment, as if corroded by something, the flesh is falling off little by little, revealing strange bones, the bones are not dark white, but black, just like the bones of a dead person Same.

In addition, this blackness is still spreading and eroding towards the deeper depths.

Gradually, nearly half of Ye Zhen's arm has been eroded.

This is a sign that the ghost is recovering.

Because Ye Zhen has used too many supernatural powers, and he still fights against such a terrifying ghost.

But as Li Gui's recovery intensifies, the supernatural power that Ye Zhen controls will also become more terrifying.

"Cough cough."

Wang Chaling rubbed his neck: "Ye Zhen, the confrontation between us is meaningless, and you should understand just now that if you continue like this, you will lose at most. Let's stop here. I can pretend that nothing happened today. Pass."

"What did you say?"

Ye Zhen was furious immediately: "We fought against each other and attracted the attention of the world, but you said that nothing happened. Do you underestimate me, Mr. Ye? Although I have been frustrated, I am still not defeated."

"..."

Wang Chaling felt that every word he said was provocative in Ye Zhen's eyes.

This guy thinks differently from ordinary people.

"You should know that there are four ghosts around me. Can you fight against the four ghosts around me by yourself? It's already obvious that you fought against my grandpa just now. If my grandma makes another move, You will die as badly as before, and my parents haven't come forward yet, I'm not threatening you by saying this, but telling you a fact."

Wang Chaling took a deep breath and said very seriously.

"Of course, if you want to bypass the ghosts around me and kill me, I don't doubt that you can do it, but what's the point? Are you killing me, or are you trying to defeat me?"

Ye Zhen was silent for a while when he heard such words, and he sighed: "You are right, if I kill you, the victory will be useless, if I don't kill you, I can't win against the ghosts around you, but why do you You have to stop, I, Ye, would rather die standing on my feet than live in mediocrity."

"Recognize your shame and be brave. You still have a lot of room for improvement. You should hone your skills and come back to fight me instead of beating me up here."

Wang Chaling said, he followed Ye Zhen's train of thought.

In any case, today must stop here.

If he really kept going, he was very worried that he would die unexpectedly, even if he had a surrogate doll in his hand, it would not be safe.

He didn't want to risk his life any more.

The almost killing just now made Wang Chaling feel terrified for a while.

"Do you want to practice again?" Ye Zhen slightly lowered his head and looked at his rotten hands.

He felt that his fists were getting stronger, but the spiritual erosion was getting deeper and deeper. If he didn't stop it, he would die soon.

"Humph."

With a cold snort, he used the ability to replace the dead ghost, and the signs of erosion stopped abruptly, and the recovery situation of the ghost immediately improved.

"However, there is no tempering that can compare to now, you don't have to hold back, just kill me, don't worry, I won't go around the ghosts around you and attack you." Ye Zhen shouted, he wanted to fight again.

Because he feels that he has made greater progress than before.

"Ye Zhen." Wang Chaling's face was extremely gloomy.

At this moment, he really wanted to take out the coffin nail, send this guy on the road, and repeat the scene of Yang Jian.

But reason told him that he must not do this.

Once the coffin nails are exposed, everyone in the spiritual circle will know that he stole the starving ghost, and the troubles they will face will be much greater than today.

What's more, Yang Jian is still staying in Dadong City, who knows if he is secretly watching the battle now.

The first thousand 220 chapters nine traces before the pendulum clock

The fight between Ye Zhen and Wang Chaling was deadlocked.

The former wanted to continue the fight, while the latter wanted to give up almost immediately, and didn't want to put himself in danger, but Wang Chaling couldn't decide the matter. As long as Ye Zhen didn't retreat, he had to accompany him to fight.

Yang Jian is just an ordinary melon eater at the moment.

He drank coke, ate seafood, and grilled skewers in the food stall, as if he had never seen the fight between them.

Even in the mood to hang out in Dato City.

It's just that the direction he was walking in was a bit special. After a while, he came to an old road. There were fewer pedestrians on this old road, the street lights were dim, and the old trees planted on both sides were lush, giving a sense of time.

But beside such an old road stands an old house from the Republic of China period.

The old house is dark, the iron gate is locked, and no one has lived in it for a long time, as if it has been abandoned for a long time.

The abandoned old house is not dilapidated. Although it is old, the building is in good condition. The walls are not damaged, the roof is not missing, and even a little cleaning and painting can still accommodate people.

However, the old house is a bit gloomy, and even if someone passes by, they just take a quick glance and dare not set foot in it.

But for Yang Jian, he just ignored it.

Sucking on the Coke in his hand, he walked towards the old house, and the iron door in front of him opened with a bang.

"Anyway, idle is idle, go in and take a stroll."

Yang Jian walked in alone, he wanted to hear whether the pendulum clock in the ancient house was still there.

As soon as I walked in, some weird changes happened near the ancient house.

Many coffins appeared in the originally empty yard. Some of these coffins were very old with peeling paint, while some were relatively new without any signs of damage.

There was nothing unusual about these coffins, and what lay inside were all normal corpses.

"There are many ghosts in the old house, and they are imprisoned by the pendulum clock at different time points, so this seemingly peaceful old house is still dangerous, and it is best to avoid entering the old house through the gate, so as not to be contaminated by the pendulum clock's curse."

Yang Jian jumped in from a window.

The hall of the ancient house is spacious and dry. Although it is covered with dust, it is not damp at all, but there is always a cold and lingering aura in the air.

But as soon as he walked in, he immediately saw a strange person standing in the middle of the hall.

It was a middle-aged man, expressionless and numb, like a dead body.

"This is Wang Chaling's father, Wang Lu."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around, and recognized this person, no, now he is no longer a human, but a ghost.

"Wang Chaling is impeccable in everything he does. He actually put his father in the old house and is always on guard. Is it because he is afraid that others will come to play the pendulum clock? Or is he afraid that this place will be occupied by others, so he just let it go?" A ghost is here to warn others." He couldn't help guessing in his heart.

"Wait, he puts his father here now, so the only ones fighting Ye Zhen are his grandparents and mother?"

"In this way, Ye Zhen still can't win against the three ghosts alone, and Wang Chaling doesn't even need to use all the ghosts."

"The gap between the two is not small." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

"So, to deal with Wang Chaling, you can't fight the ghosts around him. As soon as his grandparents show up, which ghost master in the supernatural circle can say that he can win? You can only bypass the attack of those two ghosts. , targeting Wang Chaling himself."

Afterwards, Yang Jian drank the Coke in his hand, and threw the can at the ghost in front of him.

boom!

The soda can hit Li Gui's head and bounced aside.

The ghost seemed to respond, twisting its neck to look at Yang Jian, but did not do anything.

"Aren't you going to attack me like this?" Seeing this, Yang Jian ignored the ghost, walked around the ghost, and walked towards the depths of the ancient house.

He has part of Chen Qiaoyang's memory, knows the layout of the old house, and has the correct time of the pendulum clock in his memory.

As for the correct location, Li Yang found it when he entered the old house.

So now Yang Jian knows the correct time and the correct position of the pendulum clock.

soon.

He came to a place in the old house.

This is not a hidden place, just a corner of the corridor.

Yang Jian stopped and stared at the wall.

Although there was nothing in front of the wall, he knew that the real pendulum clock was here, but it didn't exist at this point in time, but existed in the past.

However, the pendulum clock can only be restarted for half an hour at a time, and the scope of the impact is also limited, only limited to the old house.

But to find it, Yang Jian must also restart. Knowing the correct time, he knows very well that to reach the pendulum clock time, he has to restart for 22 minutes.

"I can also do the range restart, just open the eighth-level ghost domain. The first time I opened the eighth-level ghost domain was to use an old corpse to suppress the ghost eyes to restart for nearly half an hour, but the second time I opened the eighth-level ghost domain. The hotel has only restarted for a few minutes, and it's hard to hold the pendulum clock in my current state."

"The price is too high, not worth it."

Yang Jian thought for a while, then shook his head slightly.

He can take it, but the price of taking it is too high, and now he has taken it for no reason and can't use it for the time being.

But at the moment, water stains were oozing from his feet.

He wants to leave the spirit of Ghost Lake at this correct location, so that he can appear here at any time next time, so as not to go to Dadong City himself, and Wang Chaling will know about it.

After all, it would be very troublesome for Wang Chaling to stop him.

After leaving the wet footprints, Yang Jian didn't stay any longer, but turned and left.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a strange middle-aged man standing in the corridor not far from the opposite side. The man looked towards this side with a numb expression, and had been watching all this.

"Wang Lu, how many years have you been dead, now that your son can't keep up with this ancient house, why not leave it to me and let me guard it for him, so as to save the family from being prodigal and mess up the situation here. Sometimes someone has to come and wipe his ass."

Yang Jian said expressionlessly.

"You must have understood the truth of the crime of carrying a jade in your life."

Wang Lu, who had been dead for many years, turned into a ghost and wandered in the ancient house. At this moment, he didn't respond to Yang Jian's words, but after Yang Jian finished speaking, he didn't continue to stand there, but slowly moved towards Leave in another direction.

It seemed that it understood Yang Jian's words.

Or, does this ghost have a little consciousness in life?

Yang Jian didn't dwell on this issue, he walked out of the old house.

Check the time.

It's already ten o'clock.

It was time to restart the old house behind him again, and the sound of the pendulum clock echoed in the empty old house.

Yang Jian ignored it, but raised his head slightly to look at the Ning'an Building not far away; "I've finished walking, haven't they finished fighting yet? If I continue to waste time, I won't be able to go back to sleep tonight, and I will return tomorrow." There's a lot of work to do."

"Forget it, let's urge it, it should be almost done now."

Looking at the lights on the top floor of Ning'an Building, he knew that the spiritual confrontation was not over yet, and Ye Zhen was still at a disadvantage.

Because Ye Zhen's radiant ostentation still hasn't been put on display.

After thinking about it, the ghost eyes on his forehead opened, and a ray of red light shone towards the distant building.

next moment.

He disappeared in place.

at the same time.

In the dark, gloomy, high-rise building of Ning'an Building that stinks of blood and corpses.

Ye Zhen held the long sword that had been bent and deformed, his hands were bloody and bloody, and he had to let out a long and helpless sigh at this moment: "I, Ye, lost this battle. Wang Chaling, you won. In the supernatural circle, I would like to call you the second child, second only to Yang Wudi."

He finally threw in the towel.

The two black and white ghosts straddled his eyes like two insurmountable abysses, even he couldn't resist.

In Ye Zhen's words, he fought madly and fought to the limit, but he still couldn't deal with these two ghosts.

Although Wang Chaling didn't make a move, he was still breaking out in cold sweat. He could clearly see how Ye Zhen was working so hard, and the more he went on, the harder it would be for his grandparents to take down this guy, and Ye Zhen would get harder and harder later on. killed.

Even the last time, he felt terrified, afraid that the horror of this Ye Zhenli ghost after his recovery would surpass that of the dead souls transformed into grandparents.

Fortunately, he was finally willing to stop.

"Strictly speaking, it's not me who won you, but my grandparents who won you. They were ghost masters in the Republic of China. They lived for a long time and walked a long way on the road of controlling ghosts. Now that they are dead, they are more powerful than before. It's even more frightening, it's already frightening for you to be one-on-two, and if you go further, there's really no one in the entire spiritual circle who can match you."

Wang Chaling said.

But there is another idea in my heart.

Once it really came to the moment when Ye Zhen defeated his grandparents, he would take out the coffin nails without hesitation and nail Ye Zhen to death. He must not allow such a big threat to exist.