The mysterious resurrected card maker

When Cao Yanhua was about to say something.

Si Ye suddenly stood up as if it was a signal.

Not only him, but Liu San, Yang Jian, Li Leping, and Lin Bei all changed their expressions and glanced in the same direction at the same time.

"What, what's going on? Did something happen?" Cao Yanhua asked doubtfully.

Wang Chaling frowned and was a little confused.

He is not a ghost controller, and his sense of the supernatural is not very strong.

"The Ping An Building collapsed." Yang Jian's ghostly eyes turned restlessly as he peered into the distance.

The sealed Ping An Building did not know what was going on at this moment, and there was some movement inside.

Immediately afterwards, the whole building began to twist and shake unreasonably, as if an earthquake had occurred, but no shaking was felt around it.

Obviously, this is not an earthquake, but some strange and terrifying force affecting the building.

The building shook, glass shattered, and large amounts of debris fell.

Fortunately, the area had been cordoned off and no pedestrians were passing by, so no harm was caused.

But there's more to the building than meets the eye.

Sudden.

For some unknown reason, a large piece of the building was suddenly missing.

Without support, the other half of the building could not support the weight of the entire building. With several loud noises, the load-bearing columns and steel beams collapsed instantly.

The entire building began to tilt in one direction, and the tilt speed became faster and faster. In the end, it no longer tilted but collapsed directly.

"The building collapsed."

Although it was raining heavily at the moment, many people working in the building saw this scene from a distance through the glass windows. They were all shocked and then picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.

"No, it's not good. The building is falling this way."

However, people in the other direction were not in the mood to take pictures when they saw this scene, but instantly panicked.

Because if this building falls down, it seems that it will hit my own building, which will be a big disaster.

"Run quickly."

Frightened screams echoed, and people in several buildings began to flee, trying to avoid dangerous areas and go to safe places.

But a building fell down so fast. Even if someone reacted and started running away, how far could they run?

For more than ten seconds, they couldn't even reach the elevator entrance.

However, the building is about to collapse.

Suddenly.

A miracle happened.

A ray of fire shrouded from one direction outside the city. The moment the fire arrived, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared instantly. They all disappeared. The darkness in the city was instantly replaced by the dazzling sunshine.

In the blink of an eye, the sky cleared after the rain, and the sky was clear.

The weather changed instantly.

But what's even more horrifying is.

The collapsed building stopped abruptly at this moment, stagnating in mid-air and unable to fall down again.

"There is someone, there is someone in the air."

Someone in a nearby high-rise building saw that scene and exclaimed, yelled, and pointed in one direction.

This cry attracted many people to watch.

Many people in the building looked around.

They saw the most unforgettable scene in their lives.

In a way that goes against common sense, a man stood in the air out of thin air, stretched out his hand to lift up, touched the leaning and collapsing building, and actually supported it.

This is truly a building that is about to collapse.

"I really held on, this is not a dream."

Someone was almost sluggish and suspected that he was dreaming. As a result, he rubbed his eyes and slapped himself, but the scene in front of him still existed and did not disappear.

This is not a dream.

Someone really held on to the collapsed Ping An Building.

"What happened to this world? Is it still the world I know?"

Some people are already doubting themselves.

This is a supernatural phenomenon, and no editor can justify what he saw.

"Someone invaded the Ping An Building and the ghost paintings seemed to have disappeared."

Si Ye looked around solemnly.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't be the fastest one. After all, his ghost power can only be considered average. Although it is not weak, it is not strong either.

It was just that there were ghost paintings in Ping An Building, which caused Yang Jian to hesitate when he took action.

Because there are terrifying ghost paintings hidden in the building, under the supernatural influence of the ghost paintings, no one's ghost realm can have an impact on the Ping An Building.

That is to say, Si Ye and Li Jun's will-o'-the-wisps were able to ignore the supernatural power of the ghost paintings and forcefully invade through a certain restraint relationship.

"The mysterious disappearance of the ghost painting means one thing. The ghost painting has either been imprisoned, or it is no longer in the Ping An Building. It has been stolen."

When the other captains who came behind saw this scene, they all showed solemn expressions.

The burning fire, the cold wind, the rising smoke, the scary red light.

Many captains took action at the same time and rescued those in crisis.

"It's too bold to steal ghost paintings while the captains' meeting is in progress. Aren't they afraid of being discovered and killed by the captain?" Li Jun said seriously.

"Furthermore, it is unbelievable that the S-class supernatural event Ghost Painting ended in such a short period of time. Is there really anyone in the supernatural circle who can deal with Ghost Painting so quickly?"

At this moment, only half of the Ping An Building is left, and the other half has disappeared.

"Why is this happening all of a sudden? What happened to Ping'an Building? Is the ghost painting out of control?"

Cao Yang frowned and looked around.

But he didn't feel anything strange around him.

Li Jun immediately replied: "No, the ghost painting is not out of control."

"Could it be that Zhang Xianguang is here? He has been here before, and now it is very likely that he will take advantage of our meeting time to enter the Ping An Building."

A paper figure of Liu San came out from nearby, and he reminded him loudly.

"Gui Hua is imprisoned in Ping An Building, and Gui Hua is still out of control." Wang Chaling rushed over at this time and said in a solemn tone.

"Anyone in the supernatural circle who enters the Ping An Building has no guarantee of coming out alive. This is an extremely dangerous place. Would Zhang Xianguang be so stupid as to enter at this juncture?"

"It's impossible to tell."

Yang Jian looked solemn at this moment and said: "But I can feel that the supernatural power in Ping An Building is dissipating. These symptoms are very consistent with the state at the end of a supernatural event. If the ghost painting is still there, there is no way that Ping An Building will collapse."

"But there is still supernatural power shrouding it inside, and I can't see clearly."

"Then go inside and investigate."

After Li Jun finished speaking, a gloomy fire enveloped him, and he immediately appeared on the top floor of the incomplete Pingan Building.

He looked down along the collapsed floors.

The darkness below is so deep that it makes people feel sad.

But Li Jun was not afraid, and he still walked down the stairs.

"We need to be vigilant outside, and we need to investigate inside. We divide our work and cooperate." Yang Jian said.

"You guys go in and take a look. I have dealt with Zhang Xianguang and the others, so I have some experience in dealing with them." Si Ye said.

"Okay." Everyone did not hesitate and immediately chose to enter.

But what was unexpected was that Wang Chaling actually chose to stay outside.

"Why don't you go in and take a look?" Si Ye said unexpectedly.

"Looking at your appearance, I should be able to guess a little bit about the current situation." Wang Chaling said.

"And I'm an ordinary person. If I accidentally get contaminated by the supernatural, it will still be a problem."

Si Ye did not speak, but said casually:

"Speaking of it, you have such a good opportunity, but it's a pity that you don't want to become a ghost controller."

"Everyone has his or her own ambitions," Wang Chaling said with a smile.

"It's true that everyone has his own ambitions. It's a pity that the future is destined to belong to a supernatural era." Si Ye said.

"Since you are in the supernatural world, even if you don't want to become a ghost controller, you will take the initiative to control ghosts in the future because of other threats."

Wang Chaling's expression moved slightly but he didn't answer.

He did prepare a few ghosts that could help him become a ghost controller. They were also very stable, so he didn't need to worry about the ghosts' recovery.

"It seems you have expected it." Si Ye chuckled when he saw this.

"You who could have been ahead of everyone may have to catch up in the future."

During the conversation between the two.

In the Ping An Building, Yang Jian's ghost domain was suddenly unusable due to some supernatural interference.

"The ghost paintings are on this floor." Yang Jian's deep voice sounded.

The only supernatural thing that can directly disable his ghost eyes is ghost paintings.

"I see."

Before Li Jun finished speaking, little flames suddenly appeared around him, and then the flames gradually grew larger and turned into balls of fire floating in the air.

The fireball emits green light, lighting up this floor and everything here, dispelling the darkness here.

He was also very decisive and wanted to light the fire first before talking.

Anyway, there are no ordinary people here anymore, only ghosts and enemies, so he doesn't need to worry about anything.

The fire was lit.

In the middle of the empty floor, a huge oil painting stood on the ground.

The oil painting depicts a woman wearing a red dress. The woman's figure is model-shaped, except for her pair of white hands that are particularly clear. Those hands seem to have really stretched out from the painting.

This oil painting was originally hidden in darkness, but was illuminated by the fire of a will-o'-the-wisp.

Yang Jian just glanced at it and immediately closed his ghost eyes, not daring to peep.

This is not a derivative painting, it is the real source of ghost painting.

"Don't look at that painting randomly. The killing pattern of ghost paintings is memory. Once you see it, don't recall the appearance of the ghost painting in your mind, otherwise you will be targeted by the ghost painting." He reminded in a suppressed voice. .

Cao Yang was shocked and immediately withdrew his gaze. He only looked at a corner of the ghost painting and did not dare to peek into the whole picture.

Li Jun also immediately let the will-o'-the-wisp stand in front of the ghost picture to prevent everyone from peeking and avoid triggering the murder pattern.

"So that's it. No wonder you want me to act together. It turns out that's the reason." Li Leping said expressionlessly.

He controlled the Forgotten Ghost and could forget other people's memories. Once the captain triggered Gui Hua's killing pattern, he could immediately make him forget the appearance of Gui Hua to avoid being targeted by the evil ghost.

"Who's over there?"

Suddenly, when Li Jun drank, he noticed something.

There was darkness behind the ghost painting, and even the will-o'-the-wisps couldn't completely illuminate it, but the will-o'-the-wisps blocking the front of the ghost painting still illuminated the figures of several Mohu, and they hid there with the ghost painting as the boundary, and Yang Jian and others are not far apart.

"You are late, we are taking this painting away."

A low, hoarse voice sounded, and a cold, stiff palm stretched out from the light of Mo Lake and rested on the frame of the ghost painting.

"Pretending to be courting death." Yang Jian shouted coldly.

Almost as soon as he opened his mouth, a nail flew out with a roar.

He couldn't use the ghost realm with the ghost painting in front of him. Even so, he had to throw the nails out and try to nail someone to death.

But the next moment.

In the darkness, a rusty, old-style sword loomed.

"Zhang Xianguang? Sure enough, it's you." Li Jun said solemnly.

"Do it." Cao Yang also shouted at this moment.

The strong wind around him stirred up, carrying a strong smell of corpses. The will-o'-the-wisp was blown and swayed. At the same time, his body was slightly bent downward, making him shorter than the person behind the ghost painting.

This is ghost oppressing people.

The devil must be shorter than the opponent to be able to press on the opponent.

Plop!

A figure suddenly staggered and almost fell down.

Li Leping was expressionless. He stepped aside and walked toward the group of people. He was ignored, had no sense of existence, and was forgotten by everyone.

"It's not time to fight yet. Our goal has been achieved and it's time to leave." A cold voice sounded, giving the order.

Gui Hua was caught, and the figures of several Mo Hu quickly retreated.

"Leave it to me."

Li Jun shouted, and he rushed forward, the will-o'-the-wisp burning to engulf everything in sight.

He wants to fight tooth and nail and leave his enemies behind.

If the ghost paintings were taken away by these people, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, facing the escape of Zhang Xianguang and others, they obviously had no way to deal with it.

"Don't delay, withdraw immediately." A cold voice sounded.

The surrounding darkness was rolling back, and the figures and ghost paintings hidden in it quickly disappeared together.

Just at this time.

The forgotten Li Leping took action.

With a charming smile on his lips, he reached into the darkness with one hand and caught someone who was moving slowly.

At this moment, the fatal murder law is triggered.

"What? Who is this person?" Someone made a surprised voice in the darkness.

But then, a person was pulled out of the darkness and fell to the ground.

"Bang~!"

Li Leping's sneak attack was successful. He launched the most terrifying attack when the opponent was evacuating, and forcefully dragged back a person who was about to evacuate.

"No, Song Xinhai was left behind."

In the remaining darkness, someone made a sound like a lake.

"He is already dead. It's too late. The ghost painting has been obtained. Don't pester him. If you continue to pester him, more people will die."

Another cold voice responded, with no intention of staying.

Li Leping's appearance was beyond everyone's expectations. This guy's ability to forget ghosts made the other party ignore his existence when plotting against the captain.