Mysterious recovery

soon.

He struggled a little, but there was no movement.

"That person should not be a ghost master," Huang Ziya said.

"A person who has been corroded by supernatural power. He has a terminal illness, cancer, and is struggling for his life. I helped him out." Yang Jian glanced at him, looked away, and the spear appeared in his hand again.

"Such people shouldn't know us," Feng Quan said.

Yang Jian said: "Because he is also involved in this ancient house, most likely it is the surveillance personnel who were notified and left outside, and the rest of the people should have gathered in the ancient house if they did not escape."

With that said, he strode towards the old house.

It was only about one meter behind the iron gate.

Everything nearby changed strangely immediately.

The area of ​​the yard suddenly became larger. The overgrown yard of dozens of square meters turned into a yard of thousands of square meters.

Old wooden coffins of different ages were randomly piled up in the yard.

Some of these coffins were half buried in the soil, some were placed on the ground, and some stood in rows against the wall.

There was a smell of rotting corpses in the air.

"Ghost Domain?" Li Yang has seen such a situation before.

This was the case in the Mingyue Community in Dachuan City before.

It looks fine from the outside, but as soon as you step into the community and enter the ghost domain, earth-shaking changes will take place immediately.

The ghost domain separates the real and the supernatural.

It seems that everything is normal, but in fact, only after you really understand it will you know what kind of horror is contained in it.

"Yang Jian, you shouldn't be here."

Before approaching the old house, a deep warning voice floated out from the empty window.

Chapter 848 Rushing into the Ancient House

"Anyone in there?"

Hearing the voice floating from inside, everyone's heart trembled, and they subconsciously became alert, guarding against unexpected situations that might arise at any time.

"Shouldn't I come? So I should stay in Dachang City obediently and wait for you to come and find me?"

Yang Jian's footsteps stopped, and he glanced at Xiong Wenwen.

Xiong Wenwen patted his chest and immediately understood what Yang Jian meant.

The other party is prepared to wait here. In order to avoid losses, it is safest to directly use the ability of prediction at this time.

"Liao Fan and Xu Feng have been killed by you, this matter should stop here, and we don't want to provoke a captain from the headquarters." The deep voice continued to come from the empty old house.

"When I kill all of you, this matter will be considered as over."

Yang Jian replied with a cold tone, his attitude was firm, and there was no room for turning around.

"Yang Jian, don't be so self-righteous, kill us all? If you really dare to barge in, maybe your whole team will be wiped out here. If you leave now, the conflict between us will end here, and we I promise you that from now on I will never set foot in Dachang again."

"Knowing how to accept as soon as you see it is a wise person's approach."

That person continued to warn Yang Jian in the ancient house.

"Don't even dare to show your face, pretending to say a few words to scare me, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? Everyone in this ancient house today counts as one, and they all have to die."

Yang Jian responded to the voice while waiting for Xiong Wenwen's prediction result.

He wants to kill these people without fail.

"Yang Jian, don't go too far. When I became a ghost master, you were still doing your homework in school. The third generation of the Wang family didn't dare to talk to us like this. It's up to you? Don't say that you are the only one here today." Captain, even if there are three or four captains who come here, we will kill them if we want, I will give you face to persuade you, if I don’t give you face, I will destroy Dachang City together."

This was another voice, and it revealed a bit of ruthlessness amidst the anger.

"Who is shouting? Don't even dare to report the name?" Yang Jian's eyes flickered and he shouted.

"The dead don't need to know that much." The sinister voice responded.

Yang Jian said coldly: "It's not wrong to say that. A group of people who are dying are useless to know your names."

"Yang Jian, it's useless to talk too much. You made a declaration in the supernatural circle an hour ago to get rid of us. Now that you are here, we are here too. But I really want to know if what you said can be done."

"If you want to make a move, come in."

The deep voice came.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of iron chains shaking suddenly came from the gate of the old old house that seemed to have been dusty for many years. The iron chain that blocked the gate slipped from the gate at this moment and fell to the ground, echoing with the sound of creaking.

The thick door that hadn't rotted slowly opened at this moment.

Behind the gate of the ancient house is a hall. The hall is dark and gloomy, and it seems to be covered with dust. It seems that no one has cleaned it for many years. What is strange is that the walls and the ground inside are still very well preserved. Although they are old and discolored, But it didn't rot or destroy.

But the more this is the case, the more it reveals a strange atmosphere.

Yang Jian was standing at the door, peeping inside, he could even see the dim lights in some corners.

The light was yellow and dim, as if it was about to go out at any moment.

It can be seen that this ancient house of the Republic of China is still in operation. Although it looks abandoned from the outside, in fact some kind of ghost is still shrouding the house.

If there were no problems with this ancient house, it would have leaked and collapsed long ago.

"Are you hesitating? Hehe, it seems that the ghost-eyed Yang Jian is nothing more than that. His tone is so loud. When he really wanted to make a move, he flinched. He didn't even dare to enter the door of this ancient house." Came from inside A sarcastic voice seemed very disdainful.

Yang Jian's gaze moved slightly, but remained unmoved, he just looked at Xiong Wenwen.

Xiong Wenwen suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, and his originally ugly face showed a little surprise at this rare moment.

"Okay?" Yang Jian asked.

"This ghostly place is really dangerous. Father Xiong and I have died twice in a row. We can't enter through the main entrance, otherwise we will suffer an unknown curse. We will not be able to get rid of the influence of this ancient house for the rest of our lives. We must enter through the window..."

Xiong Wenwen whispered into Yang Jian's ear that he had foreseen a terrible danger and started to remind Yang Jian at this moment.

"After entering, we must first suppress that white-haired guy. He is standing on the third floor of the ancient house. If we can't kill him immediately, one of us will die."

Xiong Wenwen said that there was still a look of lingering fear on his face.

Yang Jian's face was calm, and he listened carefully to the news he revealed.

And at the same time.

Inside the old house.

There are three floors.

There were figures wandering around on every floor, their eyes fixed on the old gate, all waiting for the arrival of Yang Jian's team.

Once entering the old house, they will be greeted by the law of killing ghosts again and again.

It only takes less than 20 seconds to almost wipe out this seven-member team here.

"Yang Jian, is he afraid? He dare not enter this ancient house, maybe he sensed something dangerous."

A thin man with cold eyes stood in the corridor on the second floor and looked up slightly.

On the third floor, a young man with white hair leaned on the railing and looked down at the downstairs expressionlessly: "He is not in a hurry, why are we in a hurry? If we really want to fight, we can fight with him. It's scary, his code name is Ghost Eye, and his advantage is the ghost domain, and this ancient house is dedicated to restraining the ghost master who owns the ghost domain."

"This Yang Jian is an outsider. Once the bell rings, they will also be cursed. At that time, they will die faster than us."

"And compared to the strength of the ghost master, we are not in vain."

This white-haired young man is very confident.

What's more, the people gathered in this ancient house are not small.

Sweep slightly.

There are more than ten people.

This is a very astonishing amount, and some of them did not participate. After all, this is not a very strict organization. Everyone just relies on the pendulum clock to survive. The matter of Xu Feng and Liao Fan is different from that of others. The relationship is not big, so some people don't want to take this risk.

"coming."

Suddenly, there was a low shout from someone in the lobby on the first floor.

The dim red light at the main entrance suddenly lit up, from the main entrance and from the windows, it seemed to erode the entire ancient house.

But when the red light spread to the middle of the hall, it stopped.

Some kind of supernatural power hindered the erosion of red light.

Everyone looked shocked.

"It's Yang Jian's ghost domain, is he going to rush in?"

"There is something wrong with this guy's ghost domain, he has already invaded the location of the hall."

"After all, the ghosts in the ancient house are slightly better. After all, his ghost domain can't affect too much. This should be his limit."

The voice of discussion sounded.

Subsequently.

The red light began to fade slowly.

This fading is very slow, which feels strange and seems to be delayed.

A few fuzzy and distorted figures appeared in the red light, and as the red light receded, the blurred figures gradually became real and clear.

"Tap!"

The sound of crisp footsteps echoed in this quiet ancient house.

In the red light, a young man with a pale face and a golden spear full of cracks came striding forward. There was a strange scarlet eye on his forehead, which turned restlessly, peering into the surrounding darkness.

behind it.

Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, Li Yang, Xiong Wenwen, and Gui Tong appeared in sequence.

Seeing this, several people in the lobby on the first floor couldn't help but took a few steps back.

Because they all recognized it, the man in front of him was the top ghost master in the supernatural circle, Ghost Eye Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, do you really dare to come in?"

On the second floor, a thin man with a sinister voice gritted his teeth and growled.

He really didn't want to go this far, because this kind of fighting was meaningless to them. After all, they were the enemies attracted by Xu Feng and Liao Fan. Even if he and others were prepared, even if they won, Yang It is also very troublesome for Li Gui to recover after Jian team died here.

But it's hard to beat this guy outside.

After all, Yang Jian's ghost domain is too incomprehensible, and if he cooperates with the coffin nails, it is easy to be broken one by one.

Only by getting together and using the curse of the ancient house head-on can we kill this guy.

Yang Jian raised his head slightly, he didn't look at the man on the second floor, but directly locked on the white-haired man in the corridor on the third floor who leaned out and looked down.

The dangerous person Xiong Wenwen foresees is him.

"Do it." The white-haired man said coldly.

"kill."

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes turned and directly locked on to the white-haired man. With an indifferent drink, his ghost realm instantly dissipated.

There is a ghost domain here that interferes with him. Although it can be used, it is difficult for people to adapt to this kind of interference. It is better not to use the ghost domain.

Moreover, the current ghost domain can't cover the interior of the ancient house, and he can only invade the hall when he uses the fifth floor of the ghost domain, so it doesn't make much sense.

But this is true of our own situation, and the same is true of the enemy's situation.

moment.

Everyone in the ancient house felt a strong sense of crisis, and everyone's hairs stood on end at this moment.

Because the power of the ghosts is being released.

No one can stay out of it, everyone is affected.

"not good."

But at this moment, the white-haired man on the third floor felt a strong crisis. This was not the ghost in his body reminding him, but the intuition honed between life and death.

This intuition told him that he was already being targeted by Yang Jian.