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Chapter One Thousand and Ninety-Five Consumption in Quantity(1/2)

Yang Jian watched the 1,200 people he had resurrected fall into the river, then fell motionless and fell into calm.

It's not like he didn't do anything.

At the bottom of the river.

The river water here is particularly cold, revealing an unusual aura, and the undercurrent is surging. The water flows in an unreasonable way. There are whirlpools in the water flow, and the number of whirlpools is still increasing. They are densely packed.

Spread is reduced.

What's even weirder is.

In the whirlpool of the river, each and every one of them was lifeless, and the people who died after falling into the river actually resurfaced.

At first, the figure in the whirlpool was just a vague outline.

But as time passed, the outline became clearer and clearer, and in the end, a strange man with a wet body, pale skin, and faint red eyes appeared in every vortex.

These people are like ghosts in the water, no.

They are the devils in the water, and they are terrifying beings that cannot be killed.

"I don't know if your appearance is right or wrong."

Yang Jian looked down at the river at his feet. He looked straight to the river and saw the strange paper figures.

Once out of control.

These ghosts will cause a terrible supernatural event. Although the individual ghosts are very weak, the number here is enough to make any captain feel suffocated and desperate. Fortunately, the ghost lake incident broke out now. If

Two years ago, I was afraid that countless teams of ghost masters would have been wiped out.

"There is no time. I have to take these fierce ghosts to fight against the ghost lake, otherwise the others will definitely be unable to withstand it and be consumed by the ghost lake." Yang Jian began to take action.

now,

On the surface of the river, wet heads began to emerge one after another, revealing different pale faces.

There was only numbness and weirdness in the reddish eyes, almost like ghost eyes.

The water surges.

These strange people were walking in the water, heading towards the huge lake not far away.

now.

The flooded Zhongzhou City.

In the tall buildings above the water, a battle between ghost controllers and ghosts is still going on. However, in the supernatural confrontation, the living people are always the absolutely weak side, even the captain-level figures selected from all over the country.

It is impossible to gain an advantage in a long-term confrontation.

In the dead building where Cao Yang was located, he squatted on the ground, his face extremely solemn, because he was surrounded by cold female corpses. The number was frightening, almost covering his sight.

It's covered.

The only safe position is less than one meter.

But the female corpses surrounding them were all still, like puppets.

These female corpses are not motionless, but Cao Yang is squatting down at this moment. The female corpses are taller than him, and the terrifying supernatural appearance of ghosts and ghosts restricts the movements of these female corpses.

"If I continue to waste like this, I will die miserably. If I want to survive, I have no choice but to run away."

Cao Yang's face was gloomy, and he listened to the movements around him.

Wow, wow!

There were sounds of walking in the stagnant water, which meant that other female corpses were approaching.

There were already several levels of female corpses surrounding him.

The gathering of supernatural beings even produced strong supernatural interference. Cao Yang seemed to be in a cage and was about to be trapped to death. However, he was not desperate. He still had ghost realms that he could use to escape.

It's just that he is hesitating.

Go easy.

But this move means that the ghost lake is out of control and there is absolutely no way to deal with it.

So Cao Yang is still thinking and thinking of ways, and he will not escape until the last moment.

In the same situation as Cao Yang, there is Liu San.

Liu San used thirty paper figures, wrapped thirty female corpses in the paper figures and made them fall asleep, but the number of female corpses around them did not decrease at all.

Including him, there were thirty-one paper figures in total, fighting against female corpses one after another.

Each paper man was carrying two cold corpses, and those terrifying ghost-like hands just grabbed the female corpses to prevent them from moving.

Plus the female corpse inside the body.

One paper man is equivalent to destroying three female corpses, and his thirty paper men combined to deal with a total of ninety female corpses.

Such a quantity is terrifying, much stronger than Cao Yang.

However, the situation did not improve.

There are still female corpses standing up in the turbid water, and the number is actually more than before. It is really endless, and there will never be a way to completely eliminate these female corpses.

"No, if this continues, I will really be consumed to death here. If I really die like this, I will die in a miserable way. I have to retreat." At this moment, Liu San had the idea of ​​​​evacuating in his mind.

idea.

This situation has made people very desperate.

Who could have imagined that Ghost Lake would have such a supernatural attack method, which is not pure terror, but will consume you to death in desperate numbers.

It is common for ghost slaves to appear in the supernatural, as well as some strange things derived from the supernatural.

But this one is so unusual.

The female corpse is like a real ghost. It cannot be killed or eliminated, it can only be suppressed and imprisoned.

"Retreat. I have tried my best. In this case, I believe that not only me, but others will also retreat."

Liu San took a deep breath, looked at the female corpses that were still appearing one after another, and turned around and left without saying a word.

All the paper figures dropped the female corpse in their hands, and then gathered with him, protecting Liu San as they headed to the top of the building.

The female corpse came to life as soon as it was released, watching strangely as Liu San and his group left.

As for Feng Quan.

He panted and sat on the top of an old grave. There were several female corpses buried under his buttocks, but it was of no use. He had already built five such graves, and buried at least a dozen female corpses. However,

It's nothing compared to the numbers that keep appearing.

"I've reached my limit, and it doesn't make much sense to continue to fight."

Feng Quan wore a cold ring on his finger that looked like it was made of polished bone.

Although they are still there, their traces have disappeared.

The ghost cannot find him.

The female corpse stood motionless, having lost the target of the attack.

This supernatural item is very useful and can save lives.

The only one who has an advantage should be Li Jun.

He lit a will-o'-the-wisp to open the ghost realm leading to Ping'an Building and threw all the ghosts in. The building was quickly cleared, but after cleaning it once, a new female corpse appeared. Li Jun cleaned it a second time.

Three times.....

The makeup on Li Jun's face melted away again and again, and every time it was completed by A Hong.

"Li Jun, there is no way for us to waste it like this. If all the paint in the makeup box is used up, we may not be able to deal with the ghost lake. This is simply an unexplainable supernatural thing that cannot be resisted by the current ghost controllers."

A Hong began to persuade.

This is the first time I have cleaned up a female body.

Li Jun stopped at this moment. He felt something strange because he saw a ghostly figure in red clothes lingering at the gate of Ping An Building.

The evil ghost in the ghost painting appeared.

He can no longer continue to connect to the Ping An Building unscrupulously. That is the ghost in the ghost painting. If the ghost domain is opened again, the ghost will probably escape and leave.

The dangers of ghost paintings are no worse than those of ghost lakes.

This stop.

The female corpses around them were already approaching, leaving the two of them no time to breathe.

"You're right, maybe even if we die here, we won't be able to solve the ghost lake." Li Jun was very sober, and he also learned to face reality.

"But this is not a reason for us to retreat."

He is still holding on, hoping to handle it a little more, which may be helpful in the future.

But the reality is cruel.

Even though Li Jun tried to hold on, Li Gui didn't give him this chance at all.
To be continued...
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