Mysterious Recovery

Forcibly put the two ghosts in Feng Quan's body together again to achieve a new balance.

To be honest, Yang Jian is not sure. It is extremely dangerous for the ghost master to control the two ghosts. Once the situation of mutual suppression is reached, the ghost master himself needs to adjust slowly. This is equivalent to prolonging. It's time for Li Gui to recover.

But this kind of adjustment is not long-lasting. As time goes by, the two ghosts will continue to recover until the balance is broken one day, and the ghost rider dies and the ghost recovers.

Feng Quan is now facing a situation where his balance is broken. Whether he can suppress the two ghosts in his body is an unknown.

So Yang Jian was waiting, and at the same time he was ready for another hand.

If Feng Quan can't return to normal, he will restrict Feng Quan here and then imprison him. He will never let the two ghosts in his body run out.

However, Feng Quan's current state is not good.

His body is constantly emerging from the grave, and at the same time the surrounding dense fog is shrouded, sometimes dissipating and sometimes condensing.

The power of the two ghosts is having an impact on the surroundings.

The new balance has not yet formed.

Feng Quan was in great pain at the moment, struggling on the ground. He was about to die, but he couldn't die because the problem of ghost recovery had not completely erupted. Some spiritual powers maintained his life, leaving him in an incredible state. Continue to survive.

But this situation will not last long.

Once a certain ghost in his body has the upper hand, he will soon die here.

"Having a hard time, I finally got rid of Feng Quan's memory. It would be a pity if I died here." Yang Jian secretly said in his heart.

He has no feelings for Feng Quan at all, he just hopes to have one more helper in the future.

Now that there are frequent occurrences of supernatural events, Yang Jian is not sure that he can live through supernatural events every time. He now feels that if there are a few teammates, it should be easier to deal with supernatural events in the future, but most of the other ghost wielders have ghosts in their hearts. There are very few trustworthy people. If Feng Quanneng can survive this barrier, then Yang Jian will have one more trustworthy person in the future.

Even if this kind of trust is obtained by some ugly means.

But in order to survive, Yang Jian didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did.

"Feng Quan, can you hold it?" Yang Jian asked tentatively.

"The state of the recovery of the grave soil is worse than imagined. The ghost fog is a bit unable to suppress..." Feng Quan repressed the pain and gritted his teeth; "I can only try my best. If I fail, Don’t be soft in your hands later, just keep me detained. You must not release two ghosts in Zhongshan City."

"Don't think about the situation so badly, I believe you can handle it." Yang Jian comforted him.

Of course, he was also prepared to restrict Feng Quan at any time.

However, as time passed a little bit.

The ghost fog in Feng Quan's body is indeed unable to achieve a new balance as he said, and it is gradually retreating, and more and more graves are emerging from his body.

The dark brown soil covering his body seemed to become a new grave again.

"If this goes on, he will fail." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he felt that Feng Quan's situation was a bit bad.

If he continues like this, he will surely die as a result of Li Gui's resuscitation.

There is no way for the two ghosts to regain balance.

After all, the grave soil is already in a state of full recovery, but it is suppressed by Yang Jian's headless ghost, while the ghost fog is still in a half-revived state, and the degree of horror between the two ghosts is no longer equal.

"Unless a third party joins in to suppress the recovery of the grave soil, let Feng Quan change from controlling two ghosts to controlling three ghosts, and achieve a new balance." Yang Jian thought secretly in his heart.

But then he shook his head, feeling that this plan could not be implemented.

It is more difficult to control the three ghosts, and now where to find the third ghost for Feng Quan to control.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, thinking about some methods to see if he could help Feng Quan.

After all, the current Feng Quan was built by himself. If he died here, he would lose too much.

"Yang Jian, come on, I don't feel it can hold it anymore, so I immediately do it to restrict me..." Feng Quan, who was struggling in pain, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, his eyes are no longer human eyes. , The eyes were filled with dark brown mud, and the flesh and blood that humans should have can no longer be seen.

His body is gradually being covered by grave soil.

The ghost fog that was still shrouded in the surroundings has completely disappeared.

The foggy ghost was undoubtedly confined by the grave and buried in it, without any room for resistance.

"I use the words of the headless ghost to help Feng Quan restore his balance again, but it doesn't make much sense, because my headless ghost cannot be permanently placed in Feng Quan's body to help him suppress the resuscitation of the ghost." Yang Jian saw him like this. Zi feels more and more about to fail.

But when he was thinking fast in his head, he thought of a very special method.

Maybe this will help Feng Quan.

"It's not time to give up. I will try one last time. If this fails, then I can only put you in a body bag." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he moved from the equipment he carried. A white candle was taken out.

This is also a ghost candle.

But unlike the red ghost candle, this is a ghost candle that attracts ghosts.

"You should know this thing. You can draw surrounding ghosts. I will light this candle next to your body. If everything goes well, part of the ghost power in your body will be brought out by this ghost candle, and you must Take advantage of this period of time to re-control the two ghosts and restore balance, but the ghost candle cannot last too long. I am worried that the ghosts from other places will attract you. You must seize the opportunity."

Immediately, he lit the ghost candle and stood beside Feng Quan, who was about to form a grave.

The white ghost candle burned with a black flame.

The surrounding area immediately became a gray area, and even the light was blocked.

An inexplicable atmosphere filled the neighborhood.

The effect of the white ghost candle was astonishing, and immediately the grave soil covering Feng's whole body began to flood in the direction of the white ghost candle like alive.

The ghosts in the grave were attracted by ghost candles.

Feng Quan's body, who was covered in the grave soil, gradually recovered its shape, and his body emerged from the grave again, and the pain on his body was quickly relieved.

But this state will not improve all the time,

The grave soil will be attracted, so will the ghost fog. The reason why the ghost fog has not moved is because it is suppressed by the grave soil.

But this suppression will soon end.

At the moment when the suppression is over, the two ghosts will reach equilibrium in Feng Quan's body for a moment.

This is the only opportunity Feng Quan can seize.

soon.

About two minutes have passed.

All the grave soil on Feng's body was transferred to the side of the white ghost candle, where a new grave was formed.

Part of Li Gui's power left Feng Quan's body.

But this kind of departure is not a good thing, because once the ghost completely leaves Feng Quan, Feng Quan's current physical condition will definitely die~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He needs the ghost in his body to maintain his life.

Another moment passed.

Feng Quan, lying on the ground, suddenly sat up at this moment. At this moment, he reached the balance between ghost fog and grave soil, and restored his ability to act.

"Brother Legs, hurry up." Feng Quan's face changed suddenly and urged.

Of course Yang Jian understood Feng Quan's meaning, and he immediately blew out the white ghost candle to make this attraction disappear.

But as soon as the ghost candle extinguished, the newly formed grave soil started pouring into Feng Quan's body again.

"It seems that only by discarding this part of the grave soil can you restore your balance." Yang Jian stepped forward and covered it with ghost shadows, cutting off the way back from the grave soil.

But the remaining grave soil still formed a small mound, and blood was gradually leaking out of the dark brown soil.

This is an incomprehensible weirdness.

After all, Yang Jian had done too much now, he had separated a complete ghost that was about to recover.

"How is the situation now?" Yang Jian asked.

"Okay, much better. I feel like I'm back to my previous state. The problem of ghost recovery seems to have been solved. Leg brother, your method is really powerful. Use the white ghost candle to help some ghosts in my body get out, let me Regain the balance." Feng Quan said with excitement.

"That's good, since it survives, this thing is useless, I will detain it." Yang Jian looked at the pile of separated graves and put it in a body bag without hesitation.

The special body bag is made of gold, and even if the grave soil is filled in, it won't matter if it doesn't come out.

"Finish."

After Yang Jian finished all this, he was relieved.

After working for so long, I finally gained a little bit. Feng Quan's problem was solved, and the next step he could proceed more smoothly.