Wang Xiaoming's temporary plan sounds very good. He fully utilized Yang Jian's advantages and perfectly avoided the power of the source ghost. In addition to insufficient details, it is smart enough to think of such a plan in just five seconds.

But no matter how good the plan is, it requires people to understand and implement it well.

Yang Jian has a strong understanding ability. Although his calm thinking of analyzing the situation is not as good as Wang Xiaoming, he knows how to act as soon as he hears it.

"No wonder the forum said that the S-level evil spirit can destroy a city. If it is not restricted, it can even destroy a country. It seems that this is not an exaggeration now. If this thing cannot be solved, it will leave Dachang City and invade other cities, and then the next city will also suffer a catastrophe."

"It's really not difficult to destroy a country just by giving this thing a little time."

"The ghost master who controls a ghost, except for an alien like Zhao Kaiming, others face this ghost thing and deliver food. Even if I perfectly control the resurrected ghost, I only have the qualification to contact the front. Who can withstand the attack just now?"

Yang Jian stood on the signal tower of the communication building, covering the ghost's whole body with complex ideas, and then opened his ghost's eyes.

Use the limit of ghost eyes.

At this moment, his whole body was shrouded in red light, reflecting on the surrounding haze, dyeing the entire area red.

The ghost shadow has covered the whole body. Yang Jian’s body is considered a ghost at this moment. In this case, the ghost’s eyes cannot revive.

This time, the resurrection of his evil spirits has solved the problem of his resurrection.

The ghost domain covering the surroundings condenses rapidly under control, reducing the coverage as much as possible, thereby increasing the terrifying level of the ghost domain.

The ghost domain at the extreme level is indeed extraordinary. When he was in Guanjiang Community, he could cover at least ten kilometers, and was shrouded in haze.

But here.

Even if it condenses into a red light, it only extends a distance of more than a thousand meters. It is the limit when it reaches the entrance of the No. 7 Middle School and there is no way to go deeper.

The black and blue haze there was as thick as it was about to condense into a solid body, thick and strange.

Yang Jian stood on the communication tower and could not invade inside.

"Seventh Middle School is equivalent to the base camp of the starving ghosts. It puts the iron barrel built in that place, and the power of the evil ghosts has the deepest influence there. My ghost realm will be eroded there, let alone such a far range. The only thing to solve this problem is to get close to Seventh Middle School, or even return to the school."

"But that would be like entering someone else's territory. The evil ghost realized that my existence would definitely be guarding against me. In addition, there was a ability to reset time in that place, so I had no chance of winning."

Yang Jian frowned: "I can only think about the ability of ghost eyes."

"Suppose the ghost's ghost realm is the black and blue haze, then my ghost realm is the red light emitted through the ghost's eyes. Its haze can condense together, and in theory, the red light in my eyes can also be superimposed."

"The same ghost realm, there is no reason why it is so much different."

"Is it wrong to superimpose the method?"

He thought quickly.

The evil ghost has been unknown since its appearance, and the whole world is studying it, and the abilities of each ghost are special. In the absence of precedent, any ability control is to be explored.

And he is still very slow to explore. After all, for ghost-controlling ghosts, using the ability of a ghost is equivalent to suicide, and generally speaking, he will not use his ability.

"Perhaps, the more eyes the better..." Yang Jian remembered the original owner of this ghost eye.

The huge black shadow that was three meters high.

It doesn't have so many eyes, only one.

But there are nine in Yangjian.

"The superposition may not be superimposed by ghost domains, but perhaps it is to superimpose ghost eyes on each other." Yang Jian thought of a possibility in his mind.

"One ghost eye on the verge of recovery can open the ghost realm, but what if another ghost eye is opened in the ghost realm of the second ghost eye?"

Ghost Domain in Ghost Domain.

Yang Jian thinks this is a very worthy method to try.

He moved the ghost eye to the palm of his hand, and stacked his palms, allowing the two ghost eyes to overlap each other through the back of his hand. Then the first ghost eye emitted a red light to open the ghost realm, and then the second ghost eye opened the second layer of the ghost realm in the ghost realm of the first ghost eye, and then headed towards the school.

An incredible scene appeared.

The ghost domain that could only extend to the school gate was suddenly stimulated, as if it turned into a strong searchlight, instantly breaking through the black and blue haze and shining into the school.

"I saw the situation in the school." Yang Jian's face showed surprise.

His attempt was correct. How simple is the ghost eye not just a single layer of ghost domain? One eye represents a layer of ghost domain.

Perhaps the last ten layers of ghost domain superposition are the truly terrifying ghost eyes.

"I can only see the situation on the playground, but I still can't see clearly in the teaching building, so I have to add another layer." Yang Jian became more and more confident, and he moved a ghost eye to his forehead.

Then cross the palms and place them in front.

The three ghost eyes were superimposed together in a straight line.

Then open the third level of ghost domain in the second level of ghost domain.

This seems to have caused some terrible qualitative change.

The red light is even a little dazzling, and the whole world seems to be watered with blood, strange and terrifying.

After this ghost domain condensed into a beam of light, it was a sharp knife that directly tore open the layers of haze of the school.

Everything was presented to Yang Jian’s eyes, and there was no secret to hide.

The haze is no longer terrible.

"It seems...it has been discovered some incredible abilities." Yang Jian himself was a little scared.

This is still the stack of three ghost eyes. If nine ghost eyes are stacked, what will happen?

I can't imagine it.

In fact, his method is very exciting to resurrection of the evil ghost. If Yang Jian can already be cold before he perfectly controls the headless ghost.

The deeper the power of the evil ghost is digging, the menstruation will be from death.

Only the dead ghost shadow gave him face, and he controlled it to suppress the ghost's eyes.

"Now, let me find out where your ghost is."

Yang Jian felt confident at this moment, and there were coffin nails beside him. Just the strange red light shone on the starving ghost, the matter could be announced to be over.

now.

The red light, like a searchlight, passed through the sky above Dachang City, tore open up layers of haze, shone into the school from a distance, and kept moving, as if looking for prey and target.

The beam of light patrols the playground and shines into the teaching building again.

Especially the place where I was attacked just now was particularly wandering.

But it's a pity.

That ghost is not there.

But there is no hurry.

The red light moved and shone into an experimental building next to it. It started patrolling from the top floor, searching layer by layer, without missing any details.

Yang Jian is extremely familiar with the school he has been studying for three years and knows how to find it so that he will not miss it.

The ghost who regards the seventh middle school as his nest actually feels like he is bound by himself.

If this thing is wandering in Dachang City, Yang Jian felt that spending a month with this thing might not necessarily lock its position. After all, Dachang City is too big.

“Finally found.”

Suddenly.

The red light emitted from Yang Jian's ghost eyes saw the terrifying figure in the guard room as he passed through the north gate of the campus.

In a mourning dress and with a black and blue dead face, Zhou Zheng was sitting straight and stiff on the chair in the guard room, motionless, like a corpse placed there, and its belly was still bulging, and something terrible was squirming inside.

The moment the red light fell on the starving ghost.

Its stiff body moved, and its head turned mechanically. The eyes without pupils were strange and exuding the unique ferocity of a ghost baby, looking towards Yang Jian.

"It's now." Yang Jian growled in his heart.

The rusty coffin nails around him disappeared.

The next moment.

The coffin nail appeared on the starving ghost's forehead.

It penetrated deeply, almost piercing the entire head through.

Snipers more than a thousand meters away, attacks that arrive almost instantly, and modern combat methods that combine with ghost drivers.

Even if this evil ghost can restart the time, it will be useless.

Because it does not have this reaction.

“Successfully.”

Yang Jian stared at the starving ghost who was pierced through the head, trying to see if the coffin nail could even nail it as expected.

However, the ghost in the guard room seemed to have lost all the weirdness at this moment, and fell to the ground weakly like an ordinary corpse.

The haze in Dachang City is dissipating rapidly...
Chapter completed!