Mysterious recovery

His ghost eyes opened, and the ghost domain spread, completely dispelling the surrounding darkness.

However, the coverage of the ghost domain is very limited, it is only the area of ​​one floor, and it is difficult to spread out further down.

"The spiritual influence of ghost paintings is rapidly decreasing." Yang Jian's heart trembled.

He was beginning to have a bad feeling.

immediately.

Red light enveloped several people, and began to invade the past layer by layer.

Eleventh floor, tenth floor, ninth floor, eighth floor...

The red light is like an elevator descending rapidly in the darkness.

soon.

When reaching the seventh floor, the red light suddenly flickered a few times, and then suddenly went out.

Ghost Realm was forcibly disturbed by some kind of spirit, making it unusable.

"Ghost painting is on this floor." Yang Jian's deep voice sounded.

The only supernatural power that can make his ghost eyes fail directly is ghost painting.

"I understand."

Before Li Jun finished speaking, a little fire appeared around him, and then the fire gradually became bigger and turned into balls of fireballs floating in the air. The fireballs emitted green light, illuminating the floor. It is lighting up everything here again, dispelling the darkness here.

He is also very decisive, and he wants a fire to burn first.

Anyway, there are no ordinary people here, only ghosts and enemies, he doesn't need any scruples.

The fire is lit.

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

The oil painting painted a woman in a red dress. The woman's figure was blurry, but a pair of white hands were exceptionally clear. Those hands seemed to have really stretched out from the painting.

The oil painting was originally hidden in the dark, but it was illuminated by the fire of the will-o'-the-wisp.

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

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

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

Cao Yang's heart shuddered, and he immediately withdrew his gaze, only looking at a corner of the ghost painting, not daring to peek at the whole picture.

Li Jun also immediately blocked the ghost fire in front of the ghost screen, preventing everyone from peeping and avoiding triggering the law of killing.

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

He controls the Forgotten Ghost, and can forget other people's memories. Once the captain triggers the ghost painting's killing pattern, he can immediately make him forget the ghost painting's appearance, so as to avoid being targeted by the ghost.

"Who's over there?"

Suddenly, when Li Jun drank, he noticed something.

There is darkness behind the ghost painting, and even the will-o'-the-wisps can't fully illuminate it, but the will-o'-the-wisps blocking in front of the ghost painting still illuminate a few blurred figures, and they hide there with the ghost painting as the junction, and Yang They are not far apart.

"You are late, we have to take this painting away."

A deep and hoarse voice sounded, and a cold and stiff palm stretched out in the blurred light, and rested on the frame of the ghost painting.

"Pretentious, looking for death." Yang Jian said coldly.

Almost at the moment when he opened his mouth, a cracked spear flew out whistling.

With Ghost Painting in front, he couldn't use Ghost Domain. Even so, he would throw his spear and try to crucify a person.

But the next moment.

There was a sound of metal collision, and the thrown spear was bounced and flew out, falling to the side.

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

"Zhang Xianguang? It really is you."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the big knife.

At the same time, a vague figure behind Gui Hua tried to get close to the spear that fell aside, trying to take it away.

"Don't touch it, there is a curse on it, this guy is smart, he is trying to lure us on purpose."

A slightly old voice stopped the man from touching Yang Jian's weapon.

"This voice is...Chen Qiaoyang?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

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

The surrounding wind blew up, carrying a strong smell of corpses, and the will-o'-the-wisps were blown and swayed non-stop. At the same time, his body was slightly bent downwards, and he was shorter than the person behind the ghost painting.

This is a ghost.

A ghost must be a little shorter than the opponent to be able to press on the opponent.

Pfft!

A figure staggered suddenly and almost fell.

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

"It's not time to fight yet, we have achieved our goal, it's time to go." An indifferent voice sounded, giving an order.

The ghost painting was grabbed, and several vague figures were quickly retreating.

"Leave me."

Li Jun shouted loudly, he rushed up, the will-o'-the-wisp burning to engulf everything in front of him.

He will do his best to keep the enemy behind.

If these people took away the ghost paintings, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But the next moment.

A strange dead body came out from the darkness. It blocked the will-o'-the-wisp and was burning all over, but remained indifferent.

This is a certain ghost, driven by someone, and it is not showing up at this moment to fight back, but to resist Li Jun's attack.

"Chen Qiaoyang, it really is you." Li Jun said angrily.

This method of driving the ghost is undoubtedly the person that Dadong City met back then.

"Bite him to death."

Yang Jian's murderous voice sounded, and the low roar of the vicious dog echoed in the darkness.

A huge vicious dog rushed over and rushed to where Chen Qiaoyang was.

next moment.

The dog is gone, it has invaded someone's mind.

"Ghost Dream? Don't delay, withdraw immediately." The cold voice was somewhat surprised.

The surrounding darkness is rewinding, and the figures and ghost paintings hidden in it quickly disappear.

Just at this time.

The forgotten Li Leping made a move.

A creepy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a hand reached into the darkness, grabbing someone who was moving slowly.

At this moment, the mortal law of killing is triggered.

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

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

The first thousand 240 chapters withdrew the enemy

The seventh floor of Ping An Building.

Will-o'-the-wisps are burning, darkness is shrouded, and the most terrifying ghosts collide in this not-so-large floor.

But the group of people who took the ghost painting obviously didn't want to fight anymore, they used some special method to evacuate.

Naturally, Yang Jian and the others knew the other party's plan, and they didn't want to let them go, so they tried to intercept them by various means.

But the other party was very smart, and put the ghost painting in front, using the characteristics of the ghost painting, a supernatural item, to generate supernatural interference, so that the captains' ghost domain could not affect them. Among them, Yang Jian was the most disturbed, his ghost eyes It's hard to even open it now.

It is impossible to peek at this murderous painting.

"Bang~!"

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

"No, Song Xinhai is left behind."

Someone made a vague sound in the remaining ray of darkness.

"He's already dead, it's too late, the ghost painting has already been obtained, don't entangle, if you continue to entangle, more people will die."

Another indifferent voice responded, with no intention of staying.

"Yang, how dare you let the dog bite me, we won't finish next time."

Chen Qiaoyang's voice echoed with hatred, but he was clearly able to speak without being dragged into a dream by the vicious dog.

So who did the dog attack?

"No need for next time, you just stay with me now."

Liu San seemed to have sensed all this in advance, and he made a move.

Under the peeling yellow paper, a skinny and weird arm was revealed. This arm unexpectedly grasped the remaining darkness and prevented them from leaving.

"Chance."

Yang Jian and Cao Yang immediately reacted and rushed over.

They were fearless, and plunged into the darkness. As long as they entangled each other and interfered with their departure, all the captains inside and outside the Ping An Building could surround these people to death.

"Too confident is not a good thing."

The next moment, the rusty old broadsword flashed past in the darkness.

Danger!

A strong sense of crisis appeared in Yang Jian, Cao Yang, and Liu San.

The three retreated together, and Liu San's skinny hand was also retracted.

In one attack, the opponent repelled three captains.

Then, the opportunity was missed, and all abnormalities in front of him immediately subsided.

There is no darkness, no figures, and no ghost paintings.

The other party left the Ping An Building through some supernatural means.

A huge gash was torn on Yang Jian's body, and his body was almost broken in two, but the wound healed immediately as soon as the red light flashed around him.

Without hesitation, restart the recovery directly.

Liu San silently glanced at his arm, there was a cut on his skinny arm, thick and black blood began to flow out.

he got hurt.

"The other party has already escaped, we have no chance, and we can only leave the other party alone." Li Leping said expressionlessly.

The man he pulled out was already a corpse, lying at his feet.

Cao Yang's expression was ugly, and he dropped a surrogate doll that had been broken into two pieces in his hand, and said, "If my ghost hadn't suppressed him, it would be impossible for this person to move so slowly and be intercepted by you while retreating, what a pity In the end, they escaped, but fortunately, everyone was fine in the end."

"Indeed, as long as it's okay." Li Leping didn't refute.

The reason why the person under his feet was killed was not only that he made a move, but also Cao Yang's ghostly man attacked him, and he died suddenly after enduring so many supernatural circumstances.

"Damn it." Li Jun was very annoyed.

He was entangled by a cold dead body, and he had no chance to stop it.

But right now, this ghost has been shrouded in will-o'-the-wisp and lost the ability to act, but he also missed the opportunity to make a move.