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Facing Luo Wensong's sudden attack, Yang Jian's reaction was also extremely fast. When fighting against the mortal supernatural curse, he not only abruptly resolved the crisis, but also killed him back.
The peak spiritual collision of two people is dangerous and deadly.
At this moment, Yang Jian grabbed Luo Wensong's neck. His ghostly hand contained the supernatural power of the bus. Such supernatural power was enough to make a terrifying ghost fall into silence.
"Nice counterattack." However, Luo Wensong still squinted his eyes and smiled at this moment.
There is a strong danger revealed in the smile.
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly at this moment, and he felt that his ghost hand was a little stiff at the moment. He clearly grabbed Luo Wensong, but when he wanted to use force again, his palm was a little disobedient.
At this time, he saw that dark brown corpse spots were appearing on the back of his hand at this moment, and they continued to spread towards the arm, and at the same time, his face became a little darker.
Seemingly a simple touch, in fact it was Luo Wensong who used the mortal superimposition to resist the supernatural power of the bus, and even had enough power to let the terrible corpse spots erode Yang Jian.
"If you only have this level, you are not my opponent today." Yang Jian's eyes flickered, emitting a scarlet light.
At this moment, bright red and viscous blood oozes from his ghostly hand. The blood covers the back of the hand, erasing the horrible corpse spots. At the same time, the slightly stiff palm also regains its freedom. If he exerted too much force, Luo Wensong's neck would be crushed.
"Young people, don't talk big."
Luo Wensong also noticed the appearance of another kind of supernatural power in Yang Jian's body at this moment, and he reacted quickly, and counterattacked. He immediately raised his slightly skinny palm and pointed two fingers at Yang Jian's forehead. Just click to go.
Such an action is like knocking on a mortal supernatural door.
However, Yang Jian didn't dodge or dodge, his whole body was glowing red, and he directly entered the restart state. He wanted to use the restart of the ghost eye to avoid Luo Wensong's supernatural curse of death, and at the same time use his own ghost hand to pinch the troubled ghost in front of him to death.
The two fought again.
Each bears the opponent's supernatural attack, and see who can't stop it first and die.
"Katsa!"
Accompanied by the sound of a crisp bone crack, Yang Jian staggered subconsciously and backed up a few steps, but quickly stabilized his figure, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
At this moment.
There was a hideous cut on Yang Jian's forehead, and the scarlet and viscous blood flowed down unstoppably.
Although injured, he is still alive.
This means that he blocked Luo Wensong's mortal ghost attack.
On the other hand, Luo Wensong's condition seemed to be worse. Although he stood motionless, a scarlet palm print was left on his neck. This palm print sank deep into the flesh, even covering his entire neck. It was twisted so that Luo Wensong's head was also crooked.
"You lost, Luo Wensong."
At this moment, Yang Jian strode forward again. His body was still glowing red, but the scar on his forehead had disappeared. Then he grabbed a red spear and landed in his hand as if it appeared out of thin air.
Luo Wensong shook his body and wanted to move, but the red palm prints on his neck restrained him, causing him to stagger and almost fall.
At the same time, there is only one section left of the soul-calling incense, which represents the time of his existence.
The short hands-on time greatly consumed Luo Wensong's soul-calling time.
"What a powerful young man, what a beautiful counterattack." Luo Wensong still squinted his eyes and smiled.
In the confrontation just now, he had to admit that he was slightly inferior.
It¡¯s not that the curse of certain death is not scary enough, but that Yang Jian relied on his own spirituality to make an excellent counterattack. The burning will-o¡¯-the-wisp blocked most of the curses of death when the lights were turned off, and the surrounding blood lake blocked most of the curses of death upon opening the door. , the remaining curse is no longer enough to kill it.
It is also because of his self-confidence that Yang Jian dared to fight back against the remaining curse of death.
In the last fight against each other, although Luo Wensong used the supernatural superposition of knocking on the door to die, Yang Jian entered the restart state and forcibly avoided it.
At this moment Yang Jian came to kill again, but Luo Wensong was already in a passive position.
He didn't make any more shots.
Because Luo Wensong knew very well that he could not win.
Maybe do it again, make full preparations yourself, and stack the curse of mortal death to the limit.The door ghost, after the death, the ghost wakes up and knocks on doors and kills people everywhere, is it to find and knock on a door?
"A door that connects reality and spirituality." Luo Wensong said.
Yang Jian said, "Gate of Ghosts?"
He remembered that there was an old red wooden door in Li Yang's hand. After opening, it connected to an unknown dark place, and those who entered it would be lost.
But if used properly, that door can be used to lead to any corner of the world.
"What ghost gate are you talking about?" Luo Wensong asked.
With a wave of Yang Jian, the ghost domain transformed, and the appearance of the ghost gate appeared.
Luo Wensong narrowed his eyes: "It's this door, but it's not all there."
"You talk like you're farting." Yang Jian said bluntly.
Luo Wensong was not angry, and continued: "This door is the old one. It was dismantled because it was soaked in part of the supernatural, which might cause it to lose control. What I want to knock on is the new door."
"That door is in a house built during the Republic of China. I don't know if that house is still there. I know the approximate location."
"Where is it?" Yang Jian asked.
"Dachang City." Luo Wensong said with a smile.
Dachang City, an ancient house in the Republic of China, a door
With these clues connected together, Yang Jian immediately realized what Luo Wensong was referring to.
Isn't that the Guanjiang Community, where Wang Shanshan lives now, the third door made of gold?
"I know that place, it's sealed off by gold, and it's no use knocking on that door." Yang Jian said, "The gate of ghosts is the gate of the past, and the gate of gold is the gate of the present. what?"
"Stop talking nonsense, the incense is almost burnt out."
Finally, he did not forget to remind the time.
Luo Wensong still spoke unhurriedly: "A passage, the passage leading to the land of spirits, you drove the bus Lingyi, you should have been to that world of spirits, the world of spirits and the real world are connected, that door is The point that connects the two worlds.¡±
"A channel connecting reality and supernatural?" Yang Jian frowned.
No wonder the third door needs to be sealed with gold.
This is like the golden door he left in the Caesar Hotel.
Luo Wensong continued: "You should be familiar with ghost domains. No matter how perfect each ghost domain is, there is a point, a point that connects to reality, and this gives people a chance to get out of the ghost domain."
"We have found a door leading to the ghost world in reality, which means we have found a point to get out of the ghost realm. Then the question arises, which side is the ghost realm and which side is the reality? Are ghosts in a huge ghost world, or are we living in a huge ghost world?"
"Does the recovery of ghosts mean that the ghost domain is failing?"
"In the past, people often said that Yin and Yang are separated, but we can't tell which is Yin and which is Yang."
"Can you tell the difference?"
After Luo Wensong finished speaking, he sighed faintly, and then looked at Yang Jian again.
Yang Jian
Frowning tightly, he thought for a moment and said, "It's not important to be clear."
"I intend to end the supernatural age. Wherever I am, there is the world of heaven."
"What a confident young man." Luo Wensong narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Then his smile suddenly froze, his body began to disintegrate rapidly, and finally turned into a cloud of green smoke.
At this moment, the soul-calling incense has been burned out without knowing it, and there is only a little spark left.
But Luo Wensong has no regrets. Although he still wants to communicate further, this is enough.
You can go on the road with peace of mind
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