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Chapter 1253: The Corrupted Old Man

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    What happened at the ghost post office, Yang Jian and others in the abandoned primary school in Shuangqiao Town were not clear. The problems they were facing now were much bigger than those facing Sun Rui.

    Because the supernatural confrontation is still going on.

    Under the protection of Yang Jian, Li Jun, Wei Jing, Liu San, and Li Leping, He Yin'er succeeded in conjuring his soul.

    The three dead souls possessed the supernatural power that they had mastered before they were alive, but this supernatural power lasted for a short period of time. However, in the fight between ghost masters, the winner can be determined in an instant, and life and death can be determined. Therefore, for these three dead souls,  enough.

    The attack of this moment made the remaining four Zhang Xianguang obviously moved.

    He raised the rusty old broadsword in his hand, wanting to repeat the previous scene and kill the three dead souls with one blow, without giving these dead souls a chance to make trouble.

    Who would have thought that at this moment, some kind of incomprehensible supernatural power made the big knife in one of Zhang Xianguang's hands disappear.

    Chance!

    At this moment, the remaining consciousness of the three dead souls reacted and adjusted instantly. One soul changed direction and rushed towards the unarmed Zhang Xianguang, while the remaining two souls still tried to rescue Li Jun.

    "Do it, do it again, if one person can't do it, three people will join forces."

    At this moment, Yang Jian's body splicing was successful, he let out a low cry, and the ghost quickly went straight to the nearest Zhang Xianguang with a cracked spear in his hand.

    Wei Jing, Liu San, and Li Leping reacted.

    They can't do it one-on-one, but they can't do it together.

    Immediately, the three of them also changed directions and made their move on the last one, Zhang Xianguang.

    However, at this moment, Zhang Xianguang's three strange swords had already been cut down.

    Instantly.

    A dead soul was broken in half, and then the body of the dead soul quickly began to dim, and finally twisted, turning into a wisp of smoke and dissipating immediately.

    But the remaining two ghosts instantly enveloped Zhang Xianguang who had captured Li Jun.

    Immediately, the two dead souls disappeared.

    But Zhang Xianguang, who was attacked, froze in place, unable to move, and then his face quickly turned gray and black, and cracks began to appear on his face, and then there were more and more cracks, and his body began to twist and creak.  The sound, as if the bones were breaking and the internal organs were rotting.

    In just a few seconds, Zhang Xianguang's body suddenly shattered like fragile porcelain with a bang, and turned into a pile of powder, leaving only a black and smelly residue.

    "Sure enough, it's impossible. I can only take one away. If I'm alive, I'll kill at least three more"

    An old and illusory voice sounded faintly.

    The two dead souls are in the shape of a lake, and it is difficult to maintain a normal shape, but they are still intact. It can be seen that it is not difficult to kill Zhang Xianguang together.

    But they are not in a state of being unable to withstand the erosion of spiritual power. With just one attack, the body of the dead soul cannot hold on.

    "A ghost invading my body? Fortunately, it's just a dead soul, and I can't maintain the power in front of me all the time, but there are quite a few people who have caused me trouble."

    Zhang Xianguang, who was empty-handed, moved his eyes slightly, and then glanced at He Yiner and Zhou Deng not far away.

    "Do you still have time to look elsewhere?"

    Yang Jian had already attacked, and the hatchet immediately chopped down.

    Zhang Xianguang wanted to move, but his feet were already covered by black shadows, and scorched ghost hands covered his body again, and his actions were temporarily interrupted.

    And this kind of interference is fatal at critical times.

    "interesting."

    Zhang Xianguang slightly raised his head and took a look. There was no panic on his face, and he seemed surprisingly calm.

    The next moment, his head was instantly split in half, and his body was directly dismembered. However, the dismembered body did not remain the same, but began to rot rapidly as before. In less than ten seconds,  The body has completely decayed and disappeared, leaving nothing left.

    Wei Jing, Liu San, and Li Leping jointly attacked Zhang Xianguang.

    The suppression of the ghost rope, combined with Liu San's terrifying spiritual attack, coupled with Li Leping's death curse, and three captain-level supernatural powers, that Zhang Xianguang had no power to resist, and was killed abruptly.

    But Wei Jing was not feeling well. He suffered a terrible attack. A huge gash was torn in his neck. His whole head almost fell off. Black blood spattered. The condition was very tragic.  The vertebrae were all broken, the body was almost completely torn apart, and the internal organs were all flowing all over the floor.

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    "That's right, but you're not young anymore, I don't think I'll be lonely with you on the road."

    The decayed old man sighed, knowing that he hadn't been conscious for a long time, so he had to do something.

    He walked towards Zhang Xianguang.

    "The ground, something is wrong" Wei Jing, who was lying on the ground, noticed it and looked at the ground.

    Mud appeared on the ground, black and rotten mud.

    Zhang Xianguang also realized something, he wanted to avoid being touched by a certain medium.

    But the next moment, his two arms fell down directly. He was a little shocked. He didn't know when his arms turned into mud and collapsed.

    "You can't stand too close to him. His spirits use soil as a medium to erode living people, and this soil should be some kind of terrible graveyard that can suppress spirits"

    Zhang Xianguang stared at the rotten old man, then his head collapsed and turned into a pile of dirt.

    There were five people in total, and there was no way to fight against them. Only five raised mounds remained, standing in place like five old graves.

    A face to face.

    Zhang Xianguang lost completely.

    However, the body of this decayed old man was no longer clear, and gradually began to blur again.

    Obviously, the more powerful the soul of the dead, the harder it is to maintain it for a long time.

    "Okay." Zhou Deng became excited when he saw this scene.

    He Yin'er was also happy in her heart, the souls she recruited greatly exceeded her expectations, and they were more than a star and a half stronger than the three souls just now.

    "It was killed so easily?" Wei Jing was inconceivable.

    He fought against Zhang Xianguang. Although Zhang Xianguang did not display other supernatural powers, there is one thing, that is, he is very difficult to kill. Whether it is the curse of mortal death, the suppression of ghosts, or the attack of consciousness, he can resist it.  That strange big knife is simply extremely powerful.

    But all of this is not worth mentioning in front of this rotten old man.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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