Mysterious recovery

But the next moment.

boom!

With a loud bang, the door of the apartment was knocked open by a powerful force.

A man in his early thirties strode in: "The plan can start, everything is ready."

"Nie Yingping, you are doing very well, everything is going well." Zhang Xianguang remained expressionless, as if he had expected it.

At this moment, the man named Nie Yingping put the huge oil painting in his hand heavily on the ground.

The oil painting was covered by a black cloth, so I couldn't see its appearance clearly, but a feeling told Sun Rui that this was a ghost painting, but it should not be the real original ghost painting, but a derivative.

"Let's go." Zhang Xianguang said.

He wants to use this oil painting to leave here. Only in this way can he leave here without leaving the ghost post office.

Nie Yingping stared at Sun Rui and said, "What about him? He's also the manager of the post office."

"Don't worry about it, he can't interfere with what we are going to do, and it's too late for him to know now, even if he wants to stop it, he can't do anything, because I am also the manager of the post office, no matter what he does, I can change it back. "Zhang Xianguang ignored Sun Rui, he will either not come out, or he will succeed once he steps out.

So Sun Rui's existence is not important to him.

Anyway, he is the one who controls ghost painting in the end and controls everything, not Sun Rui.

Sun Rui's face was particularly ugly. He held his cane tightly, his veins bulging, and he wanted to fight the opponent desperately, but he knew that he was not an opponent, and he didn't even have any advantage as the post office manager.

Nie Yingping nodded, and removed the black cloth, revealing the ghost painting.

Zhang Xianguang walked into the world of ghost paintings without hesitation, and disappeared into the ghost post office.

"What a waste, are you also worthy of being the fourth manager?"

Nie Yingping glanced at Sun Rui, then turned and left with the ghost painting.

"hateful."

At this moment, Sun Rui felt that he was powerless. He knew that he was not the manager he won by himself, but was promoted by Yang Jian.

"However, you will regret your ignorance today. I won't fight you because I know I can't stop you alone, but it doesn't mean I have no way."

Gritting his teeth, he picked up his cane and hit the ground heavily.

next moment.

A huge oil painting was presented on the wall.

Those portraits are all the fifth-floor couriers of the post office.

At this moment, all the messengers on the fifth floor looked at Sun Rui in unison.

With a gloomy face, Sun Rui opened a hidden compartment on the wall and took out a huge painting.

This painting is also covered with black cloth.

It was exactly the same as the ghost painting that Nie Haiping was holding just now.

Because this is also a ghost painting, although it is only a derivative.

This ghost painting was sent by Yang Jian himself.

At that time, Sun Rui already knew that Zhang Xianguang had a problem and was investigating him, so he secretly hid the painting at that time.

Zhang Xianguang seemed eager to leave and didn't care about this matter.

I don't know if it's a secret, or if it's not serious.

"I still have a ghost painting, are you willing to enter it to stop Zhang Xianguang?" Sun Rui asked, staring at everyone's oil paintings.

"The one sent by Yang Jian at that time? Then don't waste time, let us go in, and we will help you stop that Zhang Xianguang." Yang Xiao said.

"He is a manager and cannot be killed. I am afraid that our half-dead souls will not be his opponents, but I also want to give it a try and see if there is any change."

"This guy wants to drag everyone into the world of ghost paintings. He wants to kill everyone. Although I really want to see my family, I don't want to meet them in the world of ghost paintings. That would be too cruel."

All the dead souls in the oil paintings were emotionally excited, and their opinions were very unified. They wanted to stop Zhang Xianguang, and they didn't want to see his plan succeed.

After all, such a crazy plan is hard to accept.

"Whether you are sincere or you are lying to me, but right now I have no choice but to believe in you. People like us will end up miserable. If you don't want everyone to be like us, living in the world of ghost paintings Here, please help me." Sun Rui took a deep breath and said.

After his sincere pleading, without any hesitation, he lifted the black cloth covering the ghost painting.

He overlaid ghost painting on one of the oil paintings.

Oil painting and ghost painting touch each other.

A channel connecting each other opens.

The first thousand and 250 chapters three decayed old man

Yang Jian and others in the abandoned primary school in Shuangqiao Town don't know what happened at the ghost post office. The problems they are facing now are much bigger than those facing Sun Rui.

Because the supernatural confrontation continues.

Under the protection of Yang Jian, Li Jun, Wei Jing, Liu San, and Li Leping, He Yin'er succeeded in summoning her soul.

The three dead souls possessed the supernatural power that they had mastered before they were alive, but this kind of supernatural power lasted for a short period of time. However, in the fight between the ghost masters, the winner can be determined in an instant, and life and death can be determined. Therefore, for these three dead souls, enough.

The attack at this moment made the remaining four Zhang Xianguang obviously moved.

He raised the rusty old sword in his hand, wanting to repeat the previous scene and kill the three dead souls with one blow, without giving them a chance to make trouble.

Who would have thought that at this moment, some kind of incomprehensible supernatural power made the big knife in one of Zhang Xianguang's hands disappear.

opportunity!

At this moment, the remaining consciousness of the three dead souls reacted and adjusted instantly. One soul changed direction and rushed towards the unarmed Zhang Xianguang, while the remaining two souls still tried to rescue Li Jun.

"Do it, do it again, if one person can't do it, then three people join forces."

At this moment, Yang Jian's body was successfully spliced. He let out a low cry, and the ghost quickly went straight to the nearest Zhang Xianguang with a cracked spear in his hand.

Wei Jing, Liu San and Li Leping reacted.

They can't do it one-on-one, but it may not be the case when they join forces.

Immediately, the three of them also changed direction and attacked the last Zhang Xianguang.

But at this moment, Zhang Xianguang's three strange swords had already been cut down.

moment.

A dead soul was broken in half, and then the body of the dead soul quickly began to dim, and the last twist turned into a wisp of smoke and immediately dissipated.

But the remaining two ghosts instantly enveloped Zhang Xianguang who had captured Li Jun.

Immediately, the two dead souls disappeared.

But Zhang Xianguang, who was attacked, froze in place, unable to move, and then his face quickly turned gray and black, and cracks began to appear on his face, and then there were more and more cracks, and his body began to twist and creak. The sound, as if the bones were breaking and the internal organs were rotting.

In just a few seconds, Zhang Xianguang's body suddenly shattered like fragile porcelain with a bang, and turned into a pile of powder, leaving only a black and smelly residue.

"Sure enough, it's impossible. I can only take one away. If I'm alive, I'll kill at least three more..."

An old and illusory voice sounded faintly.

The figures of the two dead souls were blurred, and it was difficult to maintain their normal shapes, but they were still intact. It can be seen that it is not difficult to kill Zhang Xianguang together.

But they are not in a state that cannot withstand the erosion of spiritual power. With just one attack, the body of the dead soul cannot hold on.

"A ghost invading my body? Fortunately, it's just a dead soul. I can't maintain the power of my life, but there are quite a few people who have caused me trouble."

The empty-handed Zhang Xianguang's eyes moved slightly, and then he glanced at He Yin'er and Zhou Deng not far away.

"Do you have time to look elsewhere?"

Yang Jian had already attacked, and the hatchet immediately chopped down.

Zhang Xianguang wanted to move, but his feet were already covered by black shadows, and his body was once again covered by scorched ghost hands, his actions were temporarily interrupted.

And this kind of interference is fatal at critical times.

"interesting."

Zhang Xianguang slightly raised his head to take a look, there was no panic on his face, it seemed surprisingly calm.

The next moment, his head was instantly split in half, and his body was directly dismembered. However, the dismembered body did not remain the same, but began to rot rapidly as before. In less than ten seconds, The body has completely decayed and disappeared, leaving nothing left.

Wei Jing, Liu San, and Li Leping teamed up to attack Zhang Xianguang.

The suppression of the ghost rope, together with Liu San's terrifying spiritual attack, coupled with Li Leping's mortal curse, and three captain-level supernatural powers, that Zhang Xianguang had no power to resist, and was killed abruptly.

But Wei Jing was not feeling well. He suffered a terrible attack. A huge gash was torn in his neck. His whole head almost fell off. Blackened blood spattered. They were all broken, their bodies were almost torn apart, and their internal organs were all flowing all over the floor.

He even suffered two attacks by himself.

After killing Li Jun, Zhang Xianguang wanted to superimpose the attack and take Wei Jing away.

Wei Jing staggered and couldn't support himself, and fell directly to the ground. The wound on his body couldn't heal, and the black and sticky blood kept flowing, but he still had a pair of empty and numb eyes, and he was still conscious.

"Aren't you dead like this? I seem to have picked the wrong opponent, but among the five of you, this is already the most promising guy to kill. It seems that I still underestimated your survivability, but you were hacked by me all the time. After three cuts, I think it will be very uncomfortable." Zhang Xianguang, the last remaining one, said calmly.

There was no expression on Wei Jing's numb face: "There is no chance, you lost."

Yang Jian had killing intent on his face, and he had already attacked again with a cracked spear.

Liu San remained silent, the yellow paper on his hands was still peeling off, and more and more of the covered scary old corpse were revealed, if he continued to fight, he would risk losing control.

Because once a certain limit was exceeded, it would be difficult for him to control the old corpse in his body.

"One more time, let him die."

Although Li Leping was inconspicuous, he had cooperated with Yang Jian and went straight to the last Zhang Xianguang.

"die?"

The last Zhang Xianguang showed a cold smile: "My attack has just started, and you are already exhausted. I dare not say that I will kill all of you here today. Be humble and kill at least five more, and you His supernatural power has already been used, but I haven't used it yet."

With his voice falling.

In the abandoned teaching building not far behind, there were several strange voices shaking again.

Familiar footsteps sounded.

One, two, three, four, four Zhang Xianguang came out again. They were still the same as before, holding rusty old knives, with cold faces and strange expressions.

"Ok?"

The appearance of this scene made Yang Jian and Li Leping, who were about to do something, immediately stop in their tracks, and then their eyes shrank suddenly, and their hearts became horrified.

Wei Jing, Liu San, and He Yin'er, Zhou Deng, and Lu Zhiwen who were hiding behind were also taken aback.

"Also, what else?" Zhou Deng trembled.

"retreat."

Without hesitation, Yang Jian gestured to Li Leping, immediately picked up the dead skin left by Li Jun on the ground, and quickly retreated.

Li Leping also stopped the attack.

He understood what Yang Jian meant.

If you can't crack the opponent's method of restarting, it is meaningless to fight any more, and it will only increase unnecessary casualties.

"Are you scared?" Zhang Xianguang asked.

"Restarting doesn't come without a price. Restarting at your level is even more terrifying. If you really work hard, how many restarts can you do?" Yang Jian said coldly.

Zhang Xianguang said: "It's definitely not a problem to kill you, don't worry."

"Yang Jian."

At this time, Lu Zhiwen shouted: "The purpose of the other party to lure the ghost messenger is not to restrict our actions, but to protect that teaching building. The secret of his restart is inside the building. The supernatural means he has shown so far are very powerful. This is very unreasonable, there is only one possibility, that is, all Zhang Xianguang is fake, and the real Zhang Xianguang has not shown up."

Ok?

Yang Jian was reminded by this, looked at the darkness covering the school playground, and immediately understood.

"So it's because we're afraid that we'll split up and enter the teaching building?" Li Leping also realized this.

"Fighting against me in the world of ghost paintings is probably also to limit our ghost domain."

Liu San said with a gloomy face: "The scope of Li Leping's ghost domain was greatly restricted just now, and it can only cover a small area. The only thing that is not affected is Li Jun's ghost fire, but he has been killed now. Afterwards, the target was Wei Jing, not because Wei Jing was easy to kill, but because Wei Jing's ghost domain was connected to Guicha's ghost domain, and he was also worried that Wei Jing would use Guicha's ghost domain to enter that building."

"Everyone's ghost domain is limited, and if we act separately, we will be targeted by the ghost messenger. The other party wants to force us together, and chooses to fight with him continuously until we all die in the end. This is his plan. .”