Mysterious recovery

Yang Jian threw it casually, and Liu San's face burned in the flames, and quickly disappeared.

"Got you."

suddenly.

A strange figure approached abruptly, a smell of scorching permeated the air, and at the same time a mortal supernatural force struck, wanting to take Yang Jian's life immediately.

But the next moment.

The figure of Yang Jian in front of him quickly faded, and finally disappeared in front of his eyes.

"What?" Seeing this scene, Li Leping immediately understood that he was deceived by Huang Quan.

Yang Jian wasn't here at all.

"I've been on guard against you for a long time, Li Leping, now I'll send you on your way."

The next moment, the cracked spear disappeared from Liu San's body, and then a hatchet struck out of the air. Li Leping turned his head slightly, and his head left his neck and fell heavily to the ground.

"You actually remember me?"

Li Leping's fallen head is not dead yet, but his body is rapidly blurring. He tries to forget this attack and restart it in a different way.

"Your restart is too slow."

The cracked spear in Yang Jian's hand fell, and the coffin nail directly pierced Li Leping's blurred head.

Forgotten reboot failed directly, his eyes widened and he died miserably on the spot.

"Stop it." At this moment, another voice yelled and tried to stop Yang Jian, but it was just a loud voice, and there was no way to show it.

Yang Jian glanced at it, but saw Li Jun striding forward in the flames, ignoring the influence of the will-o'-the-wisp.

"Two kinds of supernatural powers that are almost the same, can Li Jun not be affected in this sea of ​​fire?"

"However, Li Jun in this period is too weak, and he just wants to ensure that he will not be burned to death by the will-o'-the-wisp. It is still too reluctant to deal with me."

Yang Jian ignored Li Jun, he was doomed to be lost in this ghost land alone, and he didn't even have the qualifications to touch himself.

There was only one person he really had to deal with this trip.

The person in charge of Dadong City, Wang Chaling.

The strength of Wang Chaling in this period is the same as that of Wang Chaling three years later. He has inherited the family curse, and he is surrounded by his dead grandparents and parents.

As long as Wang Chaling is dead, the attack will be over.

The first thousand three hundred and five chapters end

"Why is that?"

Desperate, suffocating breath shrouded in the sea of ​​fire.

Zhao Jianguo was in pain and remorse at the moment. He couldn't do anything, he could only watch helplessly as the ghost masters gathered at the headquarters were buried in this supernatural flame one by one. He was also easily killed in front of him, without any resistance.

In less than 10 minutes, a group of them suffered a crushing defeat. Even if Yang Jian died at this moment, the headquarters also existed in name only, and it was almost impossible to recover.

"what!"

The screams echoed and came from the flames. Zhao Jianguo didn't know which ghost master had died again. He only knew that there was no familiar person around him, and only a few scattered ghost masters were still alive. Alive, withstood the terrible burn.

"We lost, and we lost badly. Zhao Jianguo, Yang Jian's strength is even more exaggerated than what you said. Now only me and Li Jun are left alive. Everyone else is dead. Death is also more ominous than good."

At this moment, Wang Chaling adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and walked over with a solemn expression.

He walked in the light of the fire, and the surrounding air was filled with coldness, which blocked the burning will-o'-the-wisp outside.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's my fault." Zhao Jianguo's voice was trembling, and he was powerless and desperate.

Wang Chaling said: "It's too late to say this now, you should report the situation here to the headquarters immediately, and see if there is any other way there, it is best to let that old Qin come here, I will talk to you Li Jun will fight against Yang Jian in the next period of time, but I believe we won't last long."

"I...understood." Zhao Jianguo looked at him, trembling and took out the phone from his body.

"Liu San, Li Leping, Su Fan, even Ah Hong...they are all dead."

At this moment Li Jun retreated from the flames, his face was extremely ugly, he was alive not because of how strong he was, but because the ghost here was similar to the will-o'-the-wisp he controlled, and he could not be harmed.

In addition, Yang Jian didn't seem to take himself seriously, so he didn't attack him.

"If you don't tell me, I've already seen it." Wang Chaling swept slightly across the burning airport.

The screams had subsided, which indicated that Yang Jian had killed all the rest, so they were the next ones.

In the flames, a distorted and blurred figure suddenly appeared. Yang Jian held a cracked spear and stepped on the layers of flames with no expression on his face.

"coming."

Wang Chaling took a deep breath, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Only when you really meet this person named Yang Jian can you feel that terrible sense of oppression.

It's unbelievably strong.

It's not like someone from the supernatural circle.

"Wang Chaling, you who bear the curse of three generations of the Wang family are the most unique among all the people here. I want to see your strength."

Yang Jian's footsteps stopped, and the will-o'-the-wisps around him were receding, leaving an open space.

At this moment, there is no need for the will-o'-the-wisp to exist.

Wang Chaling is an ordinary person, and the will-o'-the-wisp has little effect on him, and Li Jun himself has the will-o'-the-wisp, and he can't be burned to death in a short time.

"You seem to be very familiar with each of us. Is the information from the headquarters leaked? No, some of our information is not even known to the headquarters, or do you have some kind of predictive ability? Same as Xiong Wenwen?" Wang Chaling took a few steps forward slowly.

Now that Yang Jian had already targeted him, it was impossible for him to escape, so he could only face it head-on.

"Talk to delay time for Zhao Jianguo to send a message for help? Such a small trick can't be put on the table, and you only have one chance to do it, so you have to make good use of it." Yang Jian said seriously.

"You're right. Facing an opponent of your level, some small tricks are indeed useless. If that's the case, please give me your advice."

Wang Chaling took a deep breath, and his eyes immediately became fierce, even with a bit of savage look, like a desperate thug.

Do it!

Yang Jian's spinning ghost eyes stopped suddenly, and stared strangely at Wang Chaling in front of him.

The airport that burned almost instantly faded away and was shrouded in a layer of scarlet light. The moment this red light appeared, the whole world seemed to stand still.

Under the cover of red light, four terrifying figures appeared around Wang Chaling.

These four figures are black and white, like a faded posthumous photo, cold and weird, but at this moment, the figures of the four ghosts are standing around Wang Chaling, holding hands to protect him inside. Because of this, the will-o'-the-wisp that burns the spirit is blocked outside, unable to erode in.

Not only the will-o'-the-wisps couldn't invade, but even Yang Jian's ghost domain was cut off, so Wang Chaling was in an absolutely safe position at the moment.

But the coverage of the sixth floor of the ghost domain suspended everything, allowing the terrifying ghosts around him to appear.

"This is……"

Wang Chaling's eyes shrank suddenly at this moment. He was protected by his grandparents and parents from the influence of the sixth-level ghost realm, but he saw the changes around him.

In this world shrouded in red light, everything is still.

Li Jun next to him was motionless, and Zhao Jianguo, who was talking with his mobile phone, was also motionless, and even the beating fire nearby stopped.

If only that's the case.

But Wang Chaling clearly saw that in this still world, that Yang Jian could move, to be precise, that strange eye was moving.

Being peeped by that eye made Wang Chaling feel a strong sense of crisis.

At this moment, he seemed to smell the breath of death.

Wang Chaling shouted hoarsely: "Grandpa, grandma. Help me stop his attack."

No matter how incompetent he is as the third generation of the Wang family, he knows that among the four ghosts around him, the ghosts transformed by his grandparents are the most terrifying.

Within the sixth floor of the ghost domain.

The two terrifying old men in black and white moved at this moment, they were not affected by the ghost eyes, and the cold corpses appeared in front of Wang Chaling almost instantly, like two old wooden doors, although they were rotten. , but it can still protect against wind and rain, and resist any attack.

The old grandma's head trembled slightly at this moment, and a steel pipe appeared from nowhere pierced through her head.

But soon, the steel pipe collapsed rapidly, turning into a pile of powder, and the lifeless old lady's head became intact again.

It's just that ordinary things can't have any effect on Li Gui.

But Wang Chaling, who was behind him, looked scared for a while. If his grandma hadn't blocked the attack, then the steel pipe pierced through his head.

In a second or two, he brushed past death.

"So it turns out that Wang Chaling's deceased grandfather and grandmother not only possessed the ghost domain, but also could ignore the influence of my sixth-level ghost domain, and they suspected to have the ability to restart themselves."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he learned a lot of information just by attacking him once.

"Unfortunately, Wang Chaling himself is an ordinary person, too fragile. In addition, he used the strongest ghost to protect himself instead of attacking me. This approach is extremely wrong."

"There is only a thousand days to be a thief, so there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days."

"For the second attack, try again to see how good he is."

Yang Jian's eyes were cold, he was almost stuck in the moment when the sixth floor of the ghost domain disappeared, and he left the place.

Ghostland disappeared.

Yang Jian slashed at Wang Chaling with a cracked spear in his hand. Just a touch, and the curse of losing balance and death on the spear was enough to take away Wang Chaling's life.

But then.

The two lifeless old men suddenly disappeared from in front of Wang Chaling, and then stopped in front of him to prevent him from killing Wang Chaling. As for Wang Chaling's parents, they were under the influence of the sixth-level ghost realm Xia failed to react and made any action to protect him.

It's just a hatchet attack, can these two ghosts stop it?

The terrifying old man raised his arm at this moment, trying to stop the attack of the hatchet, but when the hatchet fell, it easily cut off the old man's arm. Although the arms of the two old men were recovering at an unreasonable speed, but If he didn't stop him this time, Wang Chaling behind him would face great danger.

But at this time.

Yang Jian's ghost domain was torn apart, and the dazzling sunlight fell from the sky. Immediately after the light, a fist came and hit Yang Jian's cracked spear.

This power is incredible.

The spear deflected, and the knife slid past Wang Chaling's side and landed heavily on the ground.

The attack failed, and Yang Jian disappeared immediately.

"I am already the strongest, I just want to have an enemy, you are Yang Jian? Come and fight."

An extremely arrogant voice reverberated with a breath of Zhong Er.

But a young man came out from the sun, staring at Yang Jian with disdainful eyes, as if provocative.

However, the curse that he punched the spear to die has already spread, and the skin on his body began to die quickly, but then returned to normal, and then died again...Three times in a row, the terrifying spiritual power dissipated, However, it did not take his life.

"Dahai City, Ye Zhen, the administrator of the supernatural forum." Wang Chaling, who had escaped from death, was covered with cold sweat, and when he saw Ye Zhen appearing, his face immediately showed joy.

"Ye Zhen?"

Yang Jian's figure appeared not far away, he stared at Ye Zhen who suddenly appeared, not surprised by his behavior just now.

This Ye Zhen can indeed fight against his own ghost domain below the fifth floor.

However, although Ye Zhen was very strong in this period, for Yang Jian, this strength was also very limited.

"It doesn't matter if it appears, killing one is killing, killing two is killing, and we will send you on your way together." Yang Jian said with a cold expression.

He already had a rough assessment of the ghosts around Wang Chaling.

My own attack could completely break through the defense of the terrifying ghosts around Wang Chaling and easily take away Wang Chaling's life, but if Wang Chaling changed his mind and chose to let those two ghosts attack him, he might suffer danger, but In this way, Wang Chaling was exposed under his nose, and his life was in danger.

Therefore, this Wang Chaling is nothing to be afraid of, he is of the same type as He Yin'er, just avoid the ghosts around him and kill him quickly.

"Arrogance, everyone in the spiritual circle hears the name of me, Ye, and everyone is frightened..." Ye Zhen said angrily.

However, before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

A hideous gash was inexplicably torn open on the neck, and the head slowly slipped off the neck. When he lowered his head slightly, he didn't know when a black shadow had already covered the ground.

The anger on Ye Zhen's face immediately turned into horror, and he frantically used the ability to replace the dead ghost to divert this terrifying spiritual attack and avoid this kind of damage.

One scapegoat, two scapegoats, three scapegoats...

The hatchet attack was truly terrifying.

Ye Zhen was constantly using his ability to replace death, and the wound on his neck was recovering, but the recovery speed was far from what was expected. The curse of the hatchet still affected him, making his body temporarily stiff.

However, at this moment, Yang Jian had disappeared in place.