Mysterious Recovery

After a brief contact between Yang Jian and the group of people on the black boat, neither took advantage of each other.

Obviously, the other party is not the kind of existence that can be easily killed. Although these people have not used any means, they can block his sixth-level ghost domain, and they have a certain understanding of hatchets and know how to restrain them.

He wondered if the hatchet in the hands of the tall male corpse in the Caesars Hotel was very famous in the original spiritual circle.

It seems that the ghost masters of the previous generation are more familiar.

"The other party's four people are not of one mind. Some people want to kill our group, and some people are reluctant to get involved in this incident. Otherwise, the four of them would have acted together just now."

After a trial, Yang Jian also learned a lot of information.

The faceless man and the peacemaker didn't do anything. The woman's attitude to do it was the most determined. The one-eyed man headed hesitated before, but still preferred to do it.

"These older generation of ghost wielders are indeed not easy. It is rare to see that Yang Jian didn't stand cheap when he started his hands." Cao Yang saw this scene not far away, and he said in a low voice.

He and Yang Jian are also old acquaintances.

I met after the starvation ghost incident in Dachang City. At that time, Yang Jian was still a newcomer, and it didn't take long for him to join the headquarters.

However, out of understanding of it, Cao Yang understood that Yang Jian did not have the idea of ​​temptation at all. He must be rushing to kill the other party. If he can't kill, it is definitely not Yang Jian who left his hand, but the other party. The attack was blocked by strength.

But know one thing.

Now there are only a handful of Yang Jian's attacks that can be resisted in the Spiritual Circle, and Cao Yang himself has no confidence that he can resist it completely.

"We can take action when necessary. I won't hesitate this time." A Hong said calmly and decisively.

Cao Yang motioned for a moment; "Don't worry, wait a minute, there are still people who haven't done anything. If we make a move now, it will only cause trouble. Only when we get the right opportunity, our shot can play a decisive role."

He is not impatient.

At this moment, their non-action is more effective than the action, and the other party must be wary of himself and A Hong.

"Very thoughtful young man, there is a certain mortal curse on the supernatural weapons that are put together to prevent them from being easily taken away? It's a pity that you just did it by yourself, and we have four people. "

The curse on the one-eyed old man at this moment dissipated. He was not dead, but his eyes showed solemnity.

This person is not on the same level as the paper man who broke into the ancestral hall during the day.

This young man is even more terrifying, and he will really kill him if he is not careful. It seems that this person is the leader of this pedestrian.

"The number of people in the supernatural circle is never the key to victory or defeat." Yang Jian was standing on the cold, silent lake with a rifle in his hand. He glanced slightly at the place that was touched by the one-eyed old man just now.

The handprint is left, and the medium has been formed.

But this vague look was noticed by the one-eyed old man, and his face changed slightly and immediately shouted: "Hands"

"Are you aware of it? It's a pity it's too late." The hatchet in Yang Jian's hand moved again.

A black ghost covered the ripped spear.

Medium trigger.

The figure of a one-eyed old man appeared in front of him, and he only had to cut the knife, and the old man would be mutilated by the curse of the hatchet, and there was no way to stop this kind of attack.

However, just as Yang Jian was about to chop off, suddenly his hand froze, and his raised arm froze in the air.

The knife that is about to come into contact with the media can no longer fall.

"Don't assume that others don't exist, you just leaned too close to me, and the knife didn't kill the old woman. You were the one who was unlucky." The woman said coldly.

I don’t know when, Yang Jian’s clothes gradually faded in color, and their styles also changed. They became like shrouds worn by people who had died. And as this change continued, his skin color was also rapidly changing. The bleak, blackened, smell of rotting corpses permeated.

this moment.

Yang Jian felt like he was being held tightly by a ghost, his body immobile like a ghost press.

"He can't live, he wore the clothes of the dead, and put on the dead."

The woman said: "This is my worst piece of clothing. I have to wash it every other day, otherwise the ghosts on the clothes will run out. I took a lot of effort to sew such a piece of clothing. "

I don't know when this dead man's clothing was worn on Yang Jian, or this clothing does not need to be worn at all. It exists in an incomprehensible way and can be boarded on any piece of clothing.

"It's a pity." Boss Liu sighed when he saw this.

Such a fierce garment is indeed very deadly when worn on such an epigenesis.

It seemed to have taken advantage of doing it just now, but it was a pity that the younger generation didn't understand their methods, so that he said.

"Can you kill it?"

The pale eyeball of the one-eyed old man stared at Yang Jian.

"What? You can't believe in my clothes?" The woman also said with a calm face.

The one-eyed old man didn't say much anymore, he needed to observe again, after all, he was still there, and he wouldn't let his guard down until he completely died.

Not far from "Yang Jian", A Hong called out, ready to do it.

Cao Yang motioned: "There is no result yet, what's the hurry."

At this moment, under Yang Jian’s ghost eyes, he saw that the clothes he was wearing were not clothes at all, but a ghost. The ghost was sewn into clothes and wrapped him firmly. Together, it's as if a dead person is wrapped around you in a weird posture.

The person watching is creepy.

"Want to kill me with a piece of clothing?"

Yang Jian twisted his neck hard, and he spit out such a sentence.

"When you die, your mouth is hard, and you can't take off the clothes of the dead."

The woman sneered: "Even if you can handle it, how much energy do you have to deal with us?"

"So why do you think I should stand on the lake and do it with you?"

When Yang Jian spoke, his body began to sink slowly.

He quickly sank into the lake.

Although his body could not move, and the dead man's clothes restrained himself, it did not prevent him from sinking.

soon.

Yang Jian sank into the cold lake water.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.

But Yang Jian has disappeared.

It is impossible to know how deep he has sunk, only that he has completely disappeared before everyone's eyes.

"Shenhu?" Boss Liu hesitated for a moment, and looked at the faceless man behind him.

The faceless man remained motionless and did not make any comments.

The headed one-eyed old man squinted his eyes, as if he felt that this matter was not so easy to end, and that the young man would not be killed so easily.

"not good."

Suddenly, the woman realized that her face suddenly changed: "He wants to take off the dead man's garment by the lake."

Under normal circumstances, there is no way to take off the clothes of the dead.

But it's not a normal situation right now.

Yang Jian sank into the lake, and he continued to deepen, until he was about to reach the bottom of the lake, the dead man's clothing on his body changed.

The clothes that were tight on his body began to loosen up, and the buttons on his body untied on their own.

The clothes no longer restrain him.

The ghost entangled in his body also stopped corroding himself at this moment.

In the lake, even the ghost can sink, let alone this man-made dead man's garment.

soon.

Yang Jian took off this dress in the water and left it at the bottom of the lake forever.

This thing is indeed dangerous and cannot be left alone or returned to that woman.

"Wow!"

After a while.

Waves appeared on the calm lake, and Yang Jian rushed out of the lake again. He was wet but the dead man's clothes were gone.

"We continue."

Yang Jian raised the spear in his hand again.

Triggered by the medium, cut it down again this time.

No more accidents happened this time, and the one-eyed old man's medium was directly cut off his head.

moment.

The one-eyed old man standing on the black boat felt a strong sense of crisis.

"Are you here for me again?" The one-eyed old man squinted slightly. He felt that Yang Jian had done something to himself, but he couldn't resist.

Because there is no way to stop this kind of spiritual attack, you can only resist it by yourself.

next moment.

A hideous hole appeared in the one-eyed old man's neck, although the hole suddenly tore open.

Blood splattered.

A human head lost its support and fell directly off the neck.

"Oops."

Boss Liu on the side shrank his eyes when he saw this, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed the fallen head to prevent the head from falling into the ghost lake.

"It's really worthy of a stab that even Li Gui can dismember, but it's just dismemberment."

However, the one-eyed old man could still speak with his eyes open after his head was separated from his neck. He stared at Yang Jian, letting blood flow on his body.

"You can't die like this? Sure enough, you guy is also a different kind." A crack also appeared on Yang Jian's neck.

The curse is mutual, but he has ghosts that can be spliced ​​together, so it can make up for the side effects.

"It's so easy to be killed. I'm already dead. I've lived a long time. There are always some means."

The one-eyed old man said: "Put my head back and see who of us recovers faster."

Boss Liu's face changed, and he immediately placed the head on the body.

The blood is still flowing, but the flesh on the wound is squirming, as if it is healing, it is growing back.

Without controlling ghosts, this one-eyed old man can repair them at a speed comparable to ghosts.

"Drive the boat over, he himself was chopped off and felt uncomfortable. This is an opportunity. If he still has the means, he will use your clothes to block it. The afterlife is indeed fierce. I am not sure that I will be able to kill him." The one-eyed old man Said in a low voice again.

"Good." The woman sneered.

The black boat was rippling and approaching Yang Jian.

"Ready to do it." Cao Yang motioned to A Hong.

Once the other party crosses the boundary, he and A Hong are about to make a move, and they absolutely can't let them go crazy.

However, just when the boat was about to set foot on the lake where Yang Jian was.

Suddenly.

A strange sound broke this depressed atmosphere.

"Wang~!"

A low growl of a vicious dog suddenly echoed over the ghost lake.

"What?" The four people on the black boat stopped immediately.

I don't know when there was a huge reflection under the lake where Yang Jian was. That reflection was not a living person, nor was it Yang Jian himself. It turned out to be the figure of a black vicious dog.

There are obviously no evil dogs on the lake, but there is a reflection of the evil dogs under the lake.

This kind of anomaly appeared, not only the few people opposite, but even Yang Jian himself was stunned.

But soon, Yang Jian realized something again.

"Dog barking? Wait, could it be the dog in the ghost dream." He immediately recalled his experience in his hometown.

Looked down.

Under the lake, his reflection did not know when he turned into a black vicious dog. The vicious dog barked his teeth and growled, full of ferocity.

"This is a dog that can only appear in dreams. It controls the existence of ghost dreams. Although ghost dreams do not exist in reality, they can invade from dreams into reality through the medium of water. Could it be that this dog Success?" Yang Jian's expression changed uncertainly.

He himself couldn't even understand why this dog suddenly appeared here.

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"Wow!"

But the next moment, Yang Jian's conjecture became a reality.

Along with the water tumbling, a vicious dog that was only a reflection jumped out of the water and appeared in reality.

This vicious dog is huge, like a calf, completely dark, with strange and fierce eyes, staring at the four people on the opposite black boat.

"A dog?" Boss Liu opened his eyes wide, as if he saw something extraordinary.

The faceless man on the side commanded his hand at this time and wrote a sentence: "This is a ghost."

"An incredible masterpiece."

The one-eyed old man was still bleeding from his neck, but he was surprised when he looked at the vicious dog on the lake.

"Isn't it just a weird dog? You can still be a demon." The woman said coldly.