Mysterious recovery

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"Don't try to delay time, do you really think I don't know that you are eroding Lin Bei's consciousness?" Yang Jian said coldly.

He didn't rush to make a move just now because he was observing the situation, not hesitating.

Now that the situation is about to be observed, it's time to do it.

The ghost's eyes turned, and he glanced directly at the members of the king's team not far away. His thoughts were the same as Li Leping's. They must be killed first, so that they cannot interfere with the fight between the king and the captain.

Just took a look.

The will-o'-the-wisp appeared instantly, engulfing the remaining team members.

In the flames, those few people were trying to resist, but soon they screamed in pain, their bodies were set on fire from the inside out, and the whole person was burned crackling.

"Damn it, do it, kill that Lin Bei." The missionary was anxious and angry.

But Yang Jian's attack was not just like this. When he swallowed the members of the king's team with will-o'-the-wisps, a vicious dog bared its teeth in the stagnant water under his feet, roared and rushed out, and went straight to the black-clad man. , the weird man with ink left.

The identity of the vicious dog is the fierce ghost code-named Ghost Dream, and the current vicious dog ate the ghost code-named Nightmare and occupied the old European-style castle. Far more than before.

It may not be difficult to pull a king into a dream.

However, at this moment, the old man with a thin body and a twisted arm raised above his head stopped in front of the vicious dog. This weird old man opened his mouth, as if he was muttering something, but he couldn't make out what he said, because what he said was not clear at all. Not in any known language, but rather a curse sound.

The appearance of this cursed sound distorted and blurred everything in the vicinity, and various strange supernatural phenomena emerged around the old man, including distorted ghost figures, weird voices, and even Still lifeless mutilated limbs can be seen.

The attacking vicious dog was stopped, but there was no way to approach it, and even the approaching will-o'-the-wisp couldn't invade that area.

"Can you stop my vicious dog, can you stop me?" Yang Jian moved at this moment, and he attacked instantly with a red spear in his hand.

The missionaries want to interfere with Yang Jian and buy time for others to kill Lin Bei. As long as Cao Yang and Lin Bei are dead, they will still win a big victory if they retreat.

"Did you forget that I'm still here?" Li Leping's voice came, and he wandered over like a ghost, and the curse of mortal death struck.

"Damn."

The missionary woke up suddenly, only then did he realize that there was Li Leping beside him.

What a troublesome guy, he can't be careless for a moment, or he will immediately forget about this dangerous captain.

"Then kill you first." The missionary changed his target and focused on Li Leping, and the old book in his hand was opened at this moment.

It was a blank yellow page, but at this moment, the outline of a person gradually emerged on this page, and as time passed, the outline of this person became clearer and clearer, and finally it was similar to Li Leping's figure. exactly the same.

However, when the characters on the paper were reflected, a strange thing happened. The face of Li Leping on the paper was blank, and the contours of the facial features could not be revealed.

When the missionaries and Li Leping confronted each other.

Yang Jian's attack has come.

The red spear contained the spirit of the wishing ghost. He whispered softly and made a wish: "My knife will definitely hit the person in front of me."

The hatchet fell, and the blurred figure of the skinny old man appeared in front of his eyes.

The medium appears out of thin air, then is cut off in an instant.

After the knife fell, the strange sound that reverberated around stopped instantly, covering the surrounding area, and the supernatural phenomena that isolated the attacks of the vicious dogs were also torn apart abruptly by this knife, and these supernatural phenomena were rapidly dissipating. At the same time, the weird old man He was also severely injured, his body was torn apart, he staggered back a few steps, and finally fell to the ground.

But even so, the old man's thin arm was still raised high, and he never put it down, and he didn't know what the purpose was.

However, Yang Jian would not give the other party a chance to breathe. Without the spiritual interference, the vicious dog attacked in an instant, and it pounced on the other strange man who was covered in black and covered in ink.

The vicious dog disappeared instantly and invaded the consciousness of that weird man.

The weird man was in a trance, and then he covered his head and let out a painful growl, and kept struggling and shaking, trying to drive the vicious dog out of his consciousness.

But he couldn't do it, because the vicious dog has the ability to restart, and can continue to fight in his consciousness.

It's just that in a short period of time, it seems that neither of them can do anything to each other.

But the vicious dog's attack was not to kill the man, but to help Lin Bei out of danger, because Yang Jian just saw that Lin Bei's defense against consciousness attacks was relatively weak, which may be his shortcoming.

Without the influence of that strange man, Lin Bei's trance consciousness immediately recovered. He touched his bald head, with a ferocious expression, staring at the enemy in front of him, trying to take this opportunity to kill him.

"Leave these two people to me, be careful behind you, don't be careless." Yang Jian entered the arena, and a man led a vicious dog to attack the two, and at the same time reminded Lin Bei of the danger behind him.

Lin Bei turned around abruptly, only to see the terrifying old woman who had been pinned down by him and couldn't move was standing there again. The old woman recovered her body and then quickly approached him. At the same time, a black shadow quickly extended, covering all the way to his feet.

The surrounding scenery is rapidly disappearing, it seems that there is only this shadowy path left in the whole world, and only Lin Bei and that scary old woman are left on this road.

"Want to find me one-on-one?? I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?" Lin Bei touched his bald head and gritted his teeth.

Now that Yang Jian has joined outside, he can rest assured that if he can kill this scary old woman one-on-one here, then he will win big.

"Cao Yang, can you still stand it? If you can stand it, just push it up again, and I'll help you after I kill them."

As Yang Jian asked, he opened his ghost eyes, and the sixth level of the ghost domain opened, directly locking on the weird man who was smearing ink in front of him.

Scarlet light shrouded.

He paused everything around him, including the old man with one gaunt arm raised.

The ghost realm that suspends everything is not enough to affect the king for long, at most it is an intervention.

But right now, even a second of confrontational intervention can decide many things.

"I'll kill you first." Yang Jian stared at this strange man covered in pitch black, taking advantage of the weak state of the opponent's conscious confrontation with the vicious dog, he had to get rid of him.

He strikes again.

At this moment, he directly used the coffin nails.

The red spear was thrown, carrying the spirit of the wishing ghost, and with the attack of the sixth-level ghost domain and vicious dogs, there was a good chance of killing a king-level ghost master.

But the skinny old man was not reconciled, his raised arm was slowly lowered at this moment, the shackles of the sixth level of ghost domain were torn apart in an instant, and he resumed his actions immediately.

"This guy has seen my intentions, and now he wants to go all out, but...it's too late."

Yang Jian felt the danger, but he ignored it. He had to kill a king, otherwise he would not be able to change the situation of the battle.

"boom!"

At the end of the sixth floor of the ghost realm, the red spear directly penetrated the head of the weird man covered in ink, nailing him to the ground, ending his conscious confrontation with the vicious dog ahead of schedule.

Maybe this weird man is not dead yet, he is still alive, but he was restricted by the coffin nails and lost his ability to move.

But there was no question that a king was out.

The battle situation was instantly reversed.

Now it is four kings against four captains, and the gap in numbers has been smoothed out.

No, now Yang Jian has the upper hand because he still has a dog.

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Yang Jian's attack was too violent. At this moment, the weird man covered in black ink was pierced through the head by a red spear and nailed to the ground. His body was motionless and he lost his ability to move.

Maybe this weird man is very powerful, or maybe he almost killed Lin Bei through consciousness attack, but everything is meaningless.

Coffin nails are completely unreasonable. Even if the captain is nailed, he will be suppressed and unable to move.

What's more, Yang Jian's attack just now was not just a simple coffin nail attack, all kinds of supernatural superimpositions in it blocked all the opponent's actions, otherwise he would definitely not let the opponent leave the field so easily.

"This person's level is much lower than that of the manor owner. Sure enough, the strength among kings also varies."

This idea came to Yang Jian's mind after he succeeded, but he couldn't help thinking about it at the moment, because a strong sense of crisis enveloped his whole body.

The old man with a skinny arm was staring at Yang Jian at this moment, and seized this opportunity to use the most terrifying spiritual attack.

However, the old man slowly lowered that skinny arm.

At first, Yang Jian didn't know the meaning of this movement, but at this moment he understood that the reason why the old man kept raising that skinny arm was not because he wanted to do this movement, but because the reason he raised his arm An old coffin was placed on the arm at some point. The coffin was tattered, as if it was about to fall apart at any moment, and even the black paint was mottled and peeled off.

The black-painted coffin was not big, and its appearance was very vague, but as the old man slowly lowered his arms, the coffin became more and more clear, as if it had invaded reality from an unknown spiritual place.

"A black coffin, very similar to a ghost..." Yang Jian's ghost eyes moved slightly, and he wanted to fight immediately.

However, at this moment, he was surprised to find that he seemed to be unable to move, his body seemed to be firmly nailed in place, and he lost consciousness. He couldn't even blink his eyelids, but his consciousness was clear, except In addition, the only thing that is not too affected should be ghost eyes.

The ghost eyes can still turn, and can see everything around them clearly, but the turning is very slow, and it is also greatly affected.

It was as if he was suspended by the sixth-level ghost domain at this moment.

"No, only you are affected, and the others around you are not affected at all."

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes saw that there was nothing abnormal about the others, and the only thing that was wrong was himself.

"Is it because of the black coffin?"

Yang Jian stared at the coffin lifted by the old man's skinny arm. Through the gap in the coffin, he saw pairs of strange eyes inside, and those eyes were all staring at him, and the number was still increasing.

The action of the old man lowering his arms was still going on, but in Yang Jian's sight, the raised black coffin became more and more dangerous every time it dropped a certain height.

The old black coffin was shaking, and then a gap was opened in the coffin lid, and a bruised arm slowly protruded from it, as if a certain extremely terrifying ghost was being released.

Yang Jian was still unable to move, and at the same time, his surrounding vision was also blurred and distorted by the supernatural influence. He could not see the situation of Lin Bei, Li Leping, and Cao Yang, nor could he see the movement of other kings. At this moment, he could only see In front of the coffin, even the figure of the old man holding the coffin was blurred.

"What kind of ghost is this? It's sealed in an old black coffin. It can block all my actions just by appearing. It can affect a nearby area with one arm stretched out. Even the line of sight changes. Distorted and blurred." Yang Jian was terrified.

Although he knew that this black coffin was the king's hole card, but this kind of hole card was too dangerous.

Moreover, the old man raised his hand every day to lift the coffin. Looking at the twisted and withered arm, the ghost knows how many years the old man has been lifting it.

Soon a lot of black hair seeped out of the black coffin. This thick black hair was somewhat similar to Huang Ziya's ghost hair, but there were more hair released from the coffin, covering it in all directions. Everything around seemed to be Being engulfed by that black hair.

The most unbelievable thing is that pairs of strange eyes emerged from under the black hair, and at the same time, the outlines of human heads undulated and squirmed under the black hair.

"It's coming towards me." Yang Jian's heart tightened at the moment.

In the sight of the ghost's eyes, part of the ghost in the black coffin had been released, and at the same time, the bruised arm stretched towards him.

The arm is very long, and the closer it gets, the bigger the arm becomes, until the last palm is bigger than Yang Jian's entire body, and he looks like a villain in front of him.

"Still can't move?"

Yang Jian tried to use the supernatural power of the ghost eye, such as the restart of the Seventh Floor Ghost Realm, to get rid of this supernatural attack.

But it was still useless, he could only watch all this happen.

This is not a normal spiritual confrontation, because now Yang Jian is like a person who stays out of the matter, unable to interfere with this spiritual attack, and has no way to stop it all. It seems that he has entered a movie and must wait for the end of this scene. In the end, as for the result, no one can know.

This kind of spiritual attack is simply unsolvable, ignoring the individual's spiritual power, and directly pulling the other party into a specific environment to accept the most terrifying spiritual attack.

Whether he can survive can only depend on Yang Jian's luck, or the degree of personal resistance to supernatural powers.

"Yang Jian?"

Lin Bei was yelling at the moment. He once again held down the terrifying old woman in a western dress with one hand, and then turned around to see Yang Jian standing there motionless, and the king who was fighting against him didn't move either. There was no movement, but a raised skinny arm was slowly lowering.

He is not stupid, he understands that this is the other party's supernatural attack.

It's just that he couldn't understand the way of this attack. Yang Jian lost his ability to act without doing anything.

But the next moment.

Something unexpected happened.

The old man with his skinny arms staggered suddenly, his chest was twisted and broken, a hideous cut was torn open, black blood spattered, his whole body was broken in a strange posture, and then he fell to the ground .

But the moment the old man fell, Yang Jian immediately resumed his actions.

His body also trembled slightly, and he couldn't help panting, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he had experienced an extremely thrilling scene just now.

The raid is over?

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he seemed to have returned to reality, but when he saw the condition of the old man in front of him, he couldn't help showing a cold smile: "I see, you were dismembered by me before, although your body recovered , but my own spirit was traumatized, just now I forcibly put down the coffin and tried to kill me with all my might, but unfortunately I couldn't hold it any longer, so I had to interrupt the spirit attack."

"All supernatural powers have a price, and you can't afford to kill me anymore."

The old man's body was broken, but his skinny arm was still raised. At this moment, he was in great pain, his body was twisted, and he couldn't recover. He didn't know what kind of spiritual backlash he had suffered.

"Damn."

This scene was also captured by the missionary, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

I thought he would be able to fight Yang Jian, and at the worst, he could hold on for a while, but I didn't expect it to be so useless, and a big problem happened at a critical moment.

"retreat."

Without the slightest hesitation, the missionary immediately shouted.

There is no chance of winning now. If you don't leave, you will lose three kings today.

As his voice fell, the sky began to change color, suddenly from night to day, and at the same time, the surrounding scenery also changed rapidly. Originally, there was a sea nearby, but this time it turned into a city. It seems that all of a sudden the scene is being transformed.

But if you take a closer look, you can find that those scenes are not real, they seem fake, like painted oil paintings.