Eight hundred and fortieth eight chapters into the ancient house
"Is there anyone in there?"
Hearing the voice coming from inside, everyone's hearts trembled, and their subconscious minds were on guard, guarding against the possibility of being careless at any time.
"Shouldn't you be here? So you should just wait and see Dachang Chang waiting for you to come and find a place?" Yang Jian stopped, and he realized what Xiong Wenwen was.
Xiong Wenwen patted his chest, and Yang Jian's eyes immediately turned pale.
The opponent's period preparation type is waiting here. In order to avoid suffering a loss, at this time, Xiangzhi uses the ability of the pre-stone eye to update the month to ensure the eye.
"Liao Fan and Xu Feng have been killed by you. This matter should be settled. We don't want to offend a captain from the headquarters." The low-pitched voice continued to come from the ancient house.
"When I kill all of you, my skills will be perfected."
Yang Jian said with a cold tone and a firm look, and turned his eyes to Yu Ji without even a moment's notice.
"Yang Jian, don't think you are better, kill all of us? How dare you break in? I won't allow you. All the fighting teams are here to destroy the body. You show up and leave the office. There is a conflict between us.
Until the change reaches the final step, we promise that you will never set foot in Dachangchang from now on."
"Understanding one's ambitions, meeting one's own responsibilities and showing off, this skill makes people smarter and easier to work with."
The man continued to warn Yang Jian inside the ancient house.
"You don't even dare to show your face, and you pretend to say a few words to show off your feelings to scare everyone. Do you think you are a three-year-old child? If there are people in her ancient house, Quan Zhi will die if you count them one by one." Yang Jian agreed.
That voice was waiting for Xiong Wenmu's preliminary examination.
He wanted to kill these people without fail.
"Yang Jian, don't be too arrogant. You were still doing homework in school when you were in charge of the Ghost Controller. In elementary school, three generations of students didn't dare to talk to us like this. How can you? Don't tell me that she called here today.
For a captain like you, even if there are three other captains who want to kill you, I will give you some face today and give you a few words of advice. If I don't give you face, I will destroy you, Dachangchang, too."
This was a louder voice, and it revealed a bit of viciousness in its anger.
"Who is Shi Xiao? You don't even dare to say the last word?" Yang Jian's eyes flashed and he shouted.
"The dead don't need to be as heavenly as Shi Dao." The sinister-eyed voice responded.
Yang Jian said coldly: "It's more than likely that I'm wrong. This group of people are all crazy. Shi Dao, your words are useless."
"Yang Jian, it's useless to say it. An hour ago, you made a declaration to eliminate all of them from the supernatural circle. Now you are here, and so are they. I asked you to tell me whether you can do it.
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"Move your hands and show them in."
The deep voice came.
The gate of the old ancient house in Tianfu, which seemed to be covered with dust, suddenly heard the sound of the iron chain shaking. The iron chain that sealed the gate slipped from the door step by step and fell to the foundation?
swing.
At this moment, the thick door that had not yet rotted opened slowly opened.
The main entrance of the ancient house faces a hall. The inside of the hall is dark and gloomy. It seems to be full of dust. Like Tianfu, no one is cleaning it regularly, but it is strange to see the walls inside. However, the base surface is still very clean and tidy.
Although it is old or discolored, it will eventually rot and be destroyed.
But the more he moves, the more he reveals a strange aura.
Yang Jianzhan stood at the entrance, and when he peeked inside, he could even see the dim lights lighting up in some corners.
The light is yellow? Dim? It looks like it will go out at any moment.
The real story came out, and this ancient house from the Republic of China is still in normal operation. Although it appears to be abandoned on the surface, in fact, a certain supernatural phenomenon is shrouding the house.
If there were no problems found in this ancient house, leaks would have developed and it would have collapsed.
"Are you hesitant? Haha? You really are the only one who knows that Yang Jian is no more than a step, and you are speaking so loudly? When you were about to make a move, you backed down and didn't even dare to enter the door of this ancient house." There was a message inside.
Is there a sarcastic voice? Xianzhi is very disdainful.
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, why didn't he move? He called Xiong Wenwen, Geng Zhen Zhou.
Xiong Wenwen suddenly opened his eyes at this time. His face showed a little surprise at this time.
"Commissioned?" Yang Jian asked.
"Is this ghost's eyes more dangerous? Father Bear has died two times in a row, so we can't enter through this door, otherwise we will suffer the curse of not being able to see easily, and we will never be able to escape from this ancient house. The door is very loud, so we must enter through the window.
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Xiong Wenwen whispered into Yang Jian's ear. He foresaw the terrible danger and opened the door to wake up Yang Jian.
"When you go in, you must first suppress the white-haired guy. He is on the third floor of the ancient house. If you can't check him, kill him at once, so one of us will die."
Xiong Wenwen said that his face was still filled with fear and fear.
Yang Jian's face was calm, and he took a deep breath as he listened carefully.
And when it comes to step names.
Inside the old house.
There are three floors in total.
Everyone on the first floor was wandering around, their eyes fixed on the old door, all waiting for the arrival of Yang Jian's team.
Once they enter the ancient house, they will be greeted by a new vision of death, a murderous ghost, and a murderous mind.
It took less than twenty seconds to show off his abilities and the seven-man team was almost completely destroyed.
"Is Yang Jian afraid? He doesn't dare to enter this ancient house, maybe he senses something dangerous."
A man with a deep build and cold eyes stood in the corridor on the second floor and raised his head slightly.
On the third floor, a man with white hair and eyes looked downstairs with his expressionless eyes on the railing: "He is not in a hurry, so why are we in a hurry? He wants to show his eyes and words to accompany him. This Yang Jian has no idea.
Xiang Zhongmu is so scary, his code name is Ghost Knowledge, his advantage is more than the Ghost Realm, and this ancient house is specially designed to restrain the Ghost Realm and support the Ghost Controller of the Ghost Realm."
"This Yang Jian is from a big city. Once the bell rings, they will also be cursed. When the time comes, they are guaranteed to be sexier than everyone else."
"And compared to the strength of the ghost masters, they are not inferior."
This white-haired man must be confident.
What's more, this ancient house is quite crowded.
Sweep it slightly.
The number of people reached more than ten people.
This is an extraordinary and shocking number, and there are still some people who are not expected to participate. After all, this is a strict organization, and they all rely on the curse of the pendulum clock for survival. Xu Feng and Liao Fan have different intentions.
It doesn't matter much if you like other people, so you don't take the risk of catching a cold.
"coming."
Suddenly, a low shout came from the people in the lobby on the first floor.
A red light suddenly illuminated the dim door, and then the door and the windows came in, as if they were about to erode the ancient house.
But when the red light spread to the middle of the hall, it stopped.
A certain supernatural power hinders the erosion of red light.
The man in Cai Qi looked shocked.
"More on Yang Jianmu's Ghost Realm, is he going to rush in?"
"There's something wrong with this guy's eyes. He's already invaded the main hall."
"Zhongkong's supernatural powers are slightly better than those in the ancient mansion. There is no live activity in the ghost realm, and there is a big eye in the sky. This should be the limit of his eyes."
Discussions rang out.
Follow the direction.
The red light slowly faded away.
This subject's withdrawal speed is very slow, which makes me feel something is wrong. It seems to be delayed.
Several blurry and distorted eyes appeared in the red light, and as the red light dissipated, the blurred eyes gradually became clear.
"Tap!"
The sound of Huo Jianmu's footsteps sounded in the quiet ancient house of Dangxing.
In the red light, a man with a pale face and a golden spear with cracks in his hand walked towards him. There was a strange scarlet eye on his forehead, and his eyes were rotating randomly, peeping at his surroundings.
dark.
Shape his body direction.
Six people, Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, Li Yang, Xiong Wenwen, and Guitong, appeared.
Several people watching in the hall on the first floor could not help but step back a few steps.
They all recognized Tuwei, Zhiqian, a man with a more supernatural circle of eyes, a moon-pointed eye, a man who controls ghosts, and the ghost knows Yang Jian.
"Yang Jian, how dare you come in right now?"
A man with a dark build and a sinister voice on the second floor growled through gritted teeth.
He couldn't help but feel that at this stage, fighting for this purpose would be of no use to them. After all, Feng Pin and Liao Fan came to see the enemy in person. Even if they waited for others to prepare, they would be able to win by then.
Yang Jian's team's death type also revealed a very troublesome thing to Li Gui Duosu.
But it's hard to win over this guy with his big face.
After all, Yang Jianmu's ghost realm is better than having no solution. If you have a nail in the coffin, you will be defeated by them all.
Let's get together with the Jiju type and use the curse of the old house head to kill this guy head-on with his skills.
Yang Jian raised his head slightly. He didn't expect to see the man on the second floor, but instead looked at the white-haired man in the corridor on the third floor who leaned out and looked downstairs.
Xiong Wenwen previews the special exhibition on dangerous people.
"Do it." The white-haired man said coldly.
"kill."
Yang Jian's ghost turned around and locked the white-haired man with his arms. With a cold look, his eyes disappeared instantly.
Although the ghost realm of supernatural interference in this period can be used, it is difficult for people to adapt to this kind of interference. It is better not to use the ghost realm than to follow through.
Moreover, the current type of ghost realm does not cover the interior of the ancient house. He used the five-layer ghost realm to invade the hall, so it was not a big deal.
However, the situation of one's own eyes and thoughts is even more like this, and the situation of the enemy's eyes and thoughts is even more like this.
moment.
Everyone in the ancient house had a fierce look in my eyes, and all the hair on my head stood up at this moment.
The earth is the strong ghost eye, and all the power is released.
No one can stay out of trouble, and everyone was affected.
"No problem."
But at this moment, the white-haired man on the third floor was struck by a fierce shadow in his eyes. This not only awakened me from the strange vision in my body, but also developed my vision-consciousness, which was honed between life and death.
Ke Xiangjue told him that he had been targeted by Yang Jian.
next moment.
There was a whistling sound in the middle of the anger.
A golden spear was thrown out by Yang Jian Mengji, and the spear penetrated the old wooden railings in the corridor and penetrated into the body of the white-haired Qingfu.
"Wow!"
The white-haired Qingfu was thrown upside down by the shock, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his chest was penetrated, and his eyes were nailed to the wall.
He struggled to understand.
After checking, my body was instantly numb and there was no movement. I felt like a ghost pressing down on the bed. My consciousness became more vivid, but my body was already out of control.
"The ghost in the body has been suppressed... What's more, the nail in the coffin?"
His head hung down helplessly, like a corpse hanging on the wall, but according to the rebirth and the rule of life, he roared unwillingly: "Yang Jian!"
How dare this guy.
How dare he hold out the coffin nail and use it against himself? Yiyi Ghost Realm was disturbed and he actually used all his strength to hold the coffin nail and throw it out.
If you miss this blow, it's like giving yourself a nail in the coffin.
pity.
Yang Jian hit him, and then he was not lucky enough, and the result of Xiong Wenwen's prediction in the stone had already appeared.
"Come here and help me pull this out." The white-haired Qingfu looked at Jiang Yuan anxiously.
But there was no help around him, and he didn't trust other people, so he took this action and called him alone on the third floor.
The nail in the coffin can suppress evil ghosts.
After the ghost fell silent, his body also lost the ability to move, and the curse of the pendulum clock was also out of order. It turns out that he is still in the period of rebirth and the summons is due to the state of his body, and he has not reached the white point of death.
But if an ordinary person is stabbed in the chest and nailed to the wall, can he survive for a long time?
But it seemed that Yang Jian couldn't give him this Lin Hui.
Staring at his spear, there was a cold, black eye, his palm was strange and stiff, and his eyes were lying there.
This is also called ghost hand.
Moreover, it is also called Gengyi, which is a derivative of the Ghost Hand Eye, and does not count as a ghost with the Gengyan Eye.
Step by step.
This stiffer-looking ghost hand started to move, crawling slowly along the body of the white-haired Qing Fumu, opening his eyes bit by bit, and shoving his mouth towards Ying Xing and stuffing it in.
"Woo."
This white-haired, blue-haired man is struggling, but his nose, ears, and mouth are all covered in blood.
"Pfft!"
There was a sound like something bursting open his eyes, and a stiff hand stretched out from the socket of his eyes...
With a cry, ordinary ghosts and ghosts move their hands and feet to destroy their bodies with unscrupulous eyes.
However, his robot has already fallen into a coma, his consciousness is blurred, and his eyesight has been rapidly lost. Only when he was born, he should have swallowed Yue Xiang's breath.