Mysterious recovery

The supernatural confrontation begins.

Ghost hands appeared out of thin air, covering Brother Qiu's body, but fell down quickly, because some kind of terrible spirit was reviving on Brother Qiu, resisting the restriction of ghost hands, even such The terrifying spirit is still fighting back, trying to corrode Yang Jian's body.

"Your abilities are good. The ghost in your body has inherited everything from you, so it can display all of your spiritual power. If you don't ask, if you really give you a little time to grow, it will really be a big trouble in the future."

A gloomy will-o'-the-wisp appeared from Yang Jian's ghost hands.

moment.

The small flame suddenly expanded, engulfing the person in front of him directly.

"what!"

The shrill screams reverberated, and the burn of the will-o'-the-wisp was extremely harmful to the person who controlled the supernatural, no less than the pain of being roasted by a living person.

In an instant, the four ghost masters of the Republic of China were all defeated.

For such a result, Yang Jian was not surprised, but felt that it should be taken for granted.

Not every ghost master during the Republic of China was a monster. Sister Hong was able to resurrect these people, which shows that their strength is not strong. If they are particularly strong, they cannot be resurrected easily.

"Yang Jian, don't be too happy."

The red ghost domain that does not belong to Yang Jian enveloped in an instant. Sister Hong's counterattack arrived. Countless red figures approached. The cold palms pierced Yang Jian's body like nails. The joints of these puppets intertwined, The body twisted, like a prison cell that trapped Yang Jian in an instant, and even the ghost shadow was full of puppets.

Obviously, Sister Hong knew that not only should Yang Jian be restricted, but ghost shadows should also be restricted. After all, she inherited Liu Qingqing's memory and had experience fighting Yang Jian. She knew that Yang Jian's real identity was the ghost shadow on the ground, not this With a half-dead body.

The burning will-o'-the-wisp quickly extinguished, and Yang Jian was terribly restrained. Seizing this opportunity, a red puppet led Brother Qiu to retreat quickly.

"I'm not dead yet, Zhang Youhong, don't hold back, kill him, you can do it, I always believe in you."

Brother Qiu San was scorched all over, and there were still flames on it, which could not be easily extinguished, so he said in a gloomy tone at this moment.

Yang Jian was restrained by countless puppets, he turned his neck and looked at Sister Hong: "It seems that after resurrection, your strength is weaker than I imagined, even I can't deal with it, otherwise I won't be able to keep them several."

He fought against the old monsters of the Republic of China in Baishui Town, whether it was the old woman carrying the basket, the door knocker, or the owner of the cemetery...everyone was so scary that it was suffocating, but this What Sister Hong showed was very mediocre.

"Crap."

Sister Hong's face darkened. Of course, she lived a new life without a price. She had to give up a lot of things, and even if she had the memories of the past, she couldn't restore her previous strength, because many successful experiences cannot be copied. If you can succeed the first time and reach that height, you may not be able to do it the second time.

Immediately all the puppets moved, and each puppet took a part of his body from Yang Jian, like a disassembled building block. Even ghosts couldn't resist this kind of spiritual attack. It was split into many black shadows.

A complete Yang Jian disappeared just like that.

Each puppet holds a part of Yang Jian's body in his hands. The strange thing is that these bodies are not dead, but alive, and even the dismantled heart is still beating.

"Successfully killed Yang Jian?"

At this time, Hu Zongshang, who was dismembered at the beginning, opened his eyes, regained consciousness, and woke up.

Although he has only half of his body, he is still alive, and the two halves here are slowly recovering over time.

It's just that he still can't move now, no different from a real dead body.

"He's not dead yet, he was just broken into countless pieces by me. As long as these corpses are stored separately, he will never be able to recover." Sister Hong said, "I'm not as good as before. It's already very fast to be able to do this." It's not easy, it's also because Yang Jian was only focused on dealing with you just now, if it wasn't for this, I wouldn't be able to seize this opportunity."

"He's too arrogant, and it's only natural that he capsized now." Brother Qiu San, who was burned, was in pain at the moment, but his face was still expressionless.

"Get Zhang Yi out quickly, she's still being nailed."

Sister Hong said: "She won't die for the time being, it's just a nail in the coffin, there is no danger."

As he spoke, a puppet man in a cheongsam walked over, trying to pull out the red spear.

But as soon as the puppet touched the spear and exerted force, a terrible curse erupted instantly, and the red puppet immediately froze in place without moving.

"Is there some kind of curse on it?" Sister Hong walked over in person, touching the spear with her palm wrapped in a handkerchief.

With a slight movement, Sister Hong felt a terrible cold aura attacking her whole body, but the red handkerchief isolated the cold erosion, she directly pulled out the spear, and quickly threw it aside.

This supernatural weapon is very special, she doesn't want to touch it for now.

Without the suppression of the coffin nails, this woman from the Republic of China slowly came to her senses.

But when Sister Hong was rescuing these people.

Among the incomplete ghost shadows, ghost eyes suddenly opened one by one.

Then a red light flooded everything.

next moment.

In the depths of the red light, Yang Jian once again appeared intact in front of everyone.

"As I said, reversing life and death is not difficult for me." The familiar and cold voice echoed, causing everyone's hearts to shrink suddenly.

"Are you kidding, it's not dead?"

The burnt black skin on Brother Qiu San's face hadn't recovered yet, and he opened his eyes wide, looking shocked.

"Restart? And it's a large-scale restart, which is completely different from the previous restart itself." Sister Hong turned around and saw the scene she least wanted to see.

Yang Jian stood where he was and didn't make a move, but said, "Sister Hong, don't you understand? Up to now, none of the people around you have died."

Miss Hong frowned.

"It's not that I can't kill them, it's that they are already dead. Now their true identity is ghosts. Their current behavior is just retaining the habits and memories of their lives, so they look like normal people, but this normal It won't last long." Yang Jian said.

"Stop talking nonsense, I can't be persuaded by you, I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Sister Hong said.

"Really? That's really a pity."

Yang Jian sighed slightly, then stretched out his hand to grab it from the air, and the long spear that fell aside appeared directly in his hand. The next moment, he said in a low voice, "This knife will definitely hit the person in front of you."

After making a wish, the spear fell down.

Originally, Sister Hong couldn't leave the agent behind by stepping on the red high-heeled shoes, even if she was in the ghost domain, she couldn't kill her. In front of him, just at the moment when the media appeared, the hatchet slid over and cut off his head.

The next moment, the curse broke out.

Sister Hong's neck was torn instantly, and a beautiful head left her body and fell to the ground with a bang.

Not only Sister Hong, but also other puppet figures fell with their heads.

Chapter 370 The Real Zhang Youhong

The hatchet attack is still terrible. Although it is impossible for Sister Hong to leave the medium in her red high-heeled shoes, the spirit of the wishing ghost makes up for this shortcoming, sending the non-existent medium to Yang Jian abruptly to help him cut it down. With this knife.

With the heads of Sister Hong and countless puppets falling, the battle undoubtedly ended with Yang Jian's victory.

However, Sister Hong was still alive, her eyes were still open when she rolled to the ground, she still had a clear consciousness, and there was no blood flowing out from the place where the neck was broken, and what was exposed was actually a puppet-like joint.

Apparently, Sister Hong has already found the whole puppet jigsaw puzzle, completely freed from the limitations of a living body, and has become a completely different kind.

"You lost. As I said before, this era no longer belongs to you. With my current ability, let alone deal with you, even if you were at your peak, you might not be able to kill me." Yang Jian said in a calm and confident tone.

What he said was not a lie, because now his six ghost eyes are dead, so if he really fights together, he can even open the nine-level ghost domain. It is too difficult to kill him.

What's more, he hasn't tried his best this time, and there are still many supernatural means that he hasn't used.

Sister Hong's head looked at Yang Jian's expression fluctuating: "Your growth is indeed amazing. You didn't even try your best in the short fight and still had some reservations. It's not for nothing that you survived the first seven days in the old house. , It’s just that you have your own ideas, and I also have my pursuit, and no one will know the result until the end.”

"Aren't you going to give up? If you still persist like this, then I will make you disappear from this world forever." Yang Jian said seriously, and he could see that Miss Hong still had some useless hidden means, but Sister Hong seemed to have some scruples and didn't want to go to that step.

But Yang Jian can guess a thing or two about Sister Hong's methods.

Most likely, this sister Hong can also reproduce the supernatural power of those top figures in the Republic of China. Perhaps this reappearance is very short, but once it is done, it will undoubtedly have the final effect.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yi, the woman from the Republic of China who was pierced by the nails in the coffin, had completely regained consciousness at this moment. After she stood up, she walked towards Sister Hong's headless body expressionlessly, and then did something. A very incredible thing, she actually took off her own head with one hand, and then spliced ​​it onto Sister Hong's body.

"Huh?" Such a scene immediately made Yang Jian frowned and looked at her.

"Zhang Yi, what are you doing?" Sister Hong was also shocked.

Zhang Yi said: "Your body has no head, why not replace my head and let me inherit your body, so as not to waste your supernatural power."

Hearing this answer, Sister Hong opened her eyes wide, her face full of disbelief.

"That's right, Zhang Yi's approach is not wrong. Zhang Youhong, if you can't do it, just give up your body and hand over the supernatural power to Zhang Yi to inherit." Hu Zongshang, who was split in half not far away, also spoke. He agreed, and his expression was numb and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"Zhang Youhong, you let us down so much, you are completely different from the person in our impression, that Yang Jian is right, you were eliminated by the times, if that is the case, then pave the way for us and let us be active in this era. " Brother Qiu San, who still had some flames on his body after being burnt, also said.

Sister Hong laughed when she heard this, and that familiar smile seemed to have returned, but there was an inexplicable disappointment and pain in this smile.

"You who have inherited Sister Hong's body are not my opponents. You are destined to be buried today." Yang Jian glanced at him and said coldly.

At this moment, Zhang Yi slightly turned her head and looked at Yang Jian. Not only did she control Sister Hong's body in a short period of time, she was even able to use the supernatural powers of Sister Hong's body. But it is more efficient than ghost splicing to some extent.

Because after splicing the body, the ghost still needs to be familiar with the supernatural power in the body, but Zhang Yi doesn't seem to need it at all.

Perhaps, she has a problem, as Yang Jian speculated before, Zhang Yi is not a human at all, but a ghost.

Only ghosts can be familiar with other supernatural powers so quickly.

And combined with the cold-blooded behavior of these people just now, as long as people who are not blind can see that they do have problems.

"Yang Jian, you are right, they are not the people I remember, they have been asleep for too long, they have been eroded by spirits too deeply, although they wake up, it is no longer humans, but ghosts who dominate them. "

Sister Hong, who only had her head left, finally believed that Yang Jian's previous judgment was correct.

"It's meaningless to talk about it now. Whether it's a person or a ghost, I will deal with it. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with you," Yang Jian said.

At this moment, Sister Hong said with a smile on her face: "No, this is my business. I will handle the five of them."

"You handle it? Although the idea is good, you are really reluctant now. If you have any hidden means, it is not worth using them on these people now. The battle between us is not over yet." Yang Jian glanced at it. road.

"Then let everything end." Sister Hong said with a smile.

Then she saw her black hair falling down, and a special hairpin was exposed in the middle of the hair. No, that was not a hairpin, it was a piece of broken incense.

And at this moment, the broken incense was lit.

"Huh? A piece of broken incense." Yang Jian saw that the thing was both familiar and strange, because it was different from the incense he had seen in the old house before.

After the broken incense was lit, white smoke came out. The white smoke gathered around Sister Hong and did not disperse. Instead, it became more and more dense, and even interfered with the surrounding sight, making it difficult to see what was going on inside the thick smoke.

Then there was a layer of faint red light emitting from the smoke.

Accompanied by the appearance of a faint red light, a graceful and enchanting woman stepped out of the smoke slowly stepping on red high-heeled shoes.

Her appearance is a little strange, but she is seventy-eight percent similar to the Hong sister just now, and her body is intact, with a faint smile on her beautiful face.

"Zhang Youhong?" Zhang Yi slightly tilted her head to look at Sister Hong who came out of the smoke.

"I only have half a stick of incense. I know what happened. Everything is my fault. Let me put an end to it myself." Zhang Youhong said with a smile on her face.

Seeing this situation, Yang Jian frowned and took a few steps back.

He felt that the current Sister Hong's state was very strange, very strange, as if she had suddenly become another person, and the aura revealed by this person was terrifying, and she was completely different from the previous Sister Hong.

"Is this Sister Hong's hidden method? It seems that she has thought about it and decided to deal with these five people from the Republic of China with her own hands, but it may not be impossible to attack me suddenly."

With this in mind, Yang Jian chose to temporarily stay out of the matter, just to be alert to Sister Hong's current behavior.

Zhang Yi seemed to be aware of Sister Hong's hostility. At this moment, she controlled Sister Hong's body and slowly raised the palm wrapped around the red handkerchief.

Ghost eyes still appeared on the handkerchief.

The embroidered ghost eyes are now exuding scarlet ghosts trying to engulf Sister Hong in front of her.

But the next moment.

The red light stopped in front of Sister Hong, and couldn't cover it anymore, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking all this.

"Why don't you deal with that Yang Jian, you want to deal with me? You have changed, you deserve to die." Zhang Yi made a vicious voice, and all the headless puppets around him writhed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all the headless puppets surrounded Sister Hong.

In addition, a villain made of straw appeared again in Zhang Yi's hands, but this time the name behind the villain was no longer Yang Jian but Sister Hong.

"That's not how puppets are used."

Sister Hong was still smiling, and at the same time, several puppets appeared beside her. The bodies of these puppets were intact, their limbs and heads were sound, and at this moment these puppets were in pairs, tidying up each other. Face, change appearance.

This kind of behavior is very strange, because Yang Jian saw that the puppet was undergoing unimaginable and terrible changes.

A puppet turned into a middle-aged man wearing a retro gown. This middle-aged man had corpse spots on his face, dead silent and frightening.

"That's what Luo Wensong, the door knocker, looked like when he was young..." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and recognized the identity of the person transformed by the puppet.

But the puppet opposite Luo Wensong turned into another middle-aged man, that man was lifeless, like a corpse dug out of a grave, this man was also familiar, that was Luo Qian, the owner of the cemetery.

Another pair of puppets also changed, becoming Meng Xiaodong and a tall man, who should be Li Qingzhi from the Caesar Hotel.

The team of top ghost masters in the period of the Republic of China was actually copied by Sister Hong alone.