Mysterious resurgence

Yang Jian seemed to have given He Tianxiong a chance, but in fact he was absolutely unambiguous about his actions. He knew better than anyone else how scary ghosts were, and any small mistake could ruin him, so he wouldn't even give him a chance to test this time.

After all, He Tianxiong's ghost is also a different kind of existence, so he cannot be given too many opportunities.

The red light of the fifth-level ghost realm covered the front without any warning, enveloping He Tianxiong's entire body.

This strange ability derived from the ghost eye can even send ghosts away, and even killed Zhang Jian instantly before.

However, this time, something incomprehensible happened.

He Tianxiong stood there with a look of horror on his face, but he himself was not injured in any way, and judging from his expression, he seemed a little surprised.

"Is everything okay?" Yang Jian's eyes narrowed.

He Tianxiong first breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at an inconspicuous corner next to him with a look of great joy.

The action was noticed.

Yang Jian immediately found a shabby rag doll with most of its body missing lying in the direction He Tianxiong was looking at. Although the mutilated doll was very inconspicuous, the moment he noticed the doll, he understood what was going on. thing.

"You are really willing to give up. You actually used a scapegoat doll to help you die once. How many people in your circle of friends are there? You can already squander it like this."

This weird rag doll can deflect ghost attacks and save lives in extremely dangerous situations. Yang Jian had used this thing during the ghost incident at the training base. Although he did not use it himself, the effect was very good.

He Tianxiong said nothing, but he was still sweating coldly.

He only has one of these things, and there are many of them. This time, he is not even sure that a rag doll can save his life. It is just an attempt. After all, he has never encountered such a situation before.

"If it hadn't been for this thing just now, I would have killed that eye. It was too dangerous. If I couldn't find a way to avoid the sight of the ghost eye, I wouldn't be able to survive today."

He Tianxiong came to his senses. He did not stand here and confront Yang Jian, nor did he answer Yang Jian's questions, but continued to turn around and run away.

The brief gap gave him a little space to struggle.

Yang Jian's face was cold: "It seems you only have one of these things, not as many as I thought."

The scapegoat blocked a fatal attack, but He Tianxiong couldn't stop it the second time.

Immediately, Yang Jian raised his palm for the second time.

"Again?" He Tianxiong's face turned pale with fright when he saw his strange movements. He turned around and ran away without hesitation.

However, the next moment, Yang Jian's figure seemed to stagnate.

Taking advantage of this gap, He Tianxiong opened a door and rushed in, then slammed the door and escaped from here very quickly.

"After the five layers of ghost realm were superimposed twice, the ghost eyes showed signs of recovery."

Yang Jian felt that the ghost eyes under his skin were turning restlessly, and there were waves of pain. The lights around him were flickering, and the ghost realm could not be maintained very stably.

Ghost Eye seems to have returned to the less-than-controllable time before.

"Is it the limit? If you continue to use the ghost eyes continuously, the balance of the three ghosts in the body will be broken. Sure enough, this approach will do great harm to yourself. Judging from the situation just now, twice in a short period of time It's the limit. If you do it three times, there is a possibility of recovery. If you do it four times, the ghost in your body will probably be completely unable to suppress the ghost eyes."

He remained silent, having a rough assessment of his physical condition in his mind.

"Although there is a limit on the number of times, it is undeniable that we were able to kill people like He Tianxiong who controlled two ghosts just now."

Looking at the mutilated rag doll on the ground, this thing was enough to prove that He Tianxiong died once. If the attack just now was not enough to kill him, then the rag doll would not die either.

"It seems that if you want to kill He Tianxiong next, you have to use ghost shadows or ghost hands. It is not very rational to blindly pursue such a foolproof attack." Yang Jian's ghost eyes gradually closed, and the surrounding lights once again Light was restored.

The surrounding darkness was dispelled, and the villa became bright again.

There is no need to maintain an unstable ghost domain, and since this place is covered with gold, there are many dead ends in the ghost domain, so it is better to end it.

At this moment, He Tianxiong, who was hiding in the room, also noticed that the lights in the room had returned to normal. He was breathing heavily and secretly said, "Sure enough, no matter how scary this Yang Jian is, he is still a ghost controller. There is a limit, he must have used the ability of the ghost eye to kill Zhang Jian before, and I escaped with the scapegoat just now."

"The continuous use of ghost eyes makes Yang Jian uncomfortable. The limit of his ghost eyes has been reached. Now he probably can't even use the ghost realm."

The ghost controller knows the ghost controller, and He Tianxiong understands Yang Jian's current state very well, because he has been through it several times.

Continuously using the ghost's ability in a short period of time is simply committing suicide, so in most cases, the ghost controller will not use the ghost's ability indiscriminately, unless it is a life or death situation.

But even if there was no ghost realm around, He Tianxiong's face was heavy, because Yang Jian still had two other ghost abilities that he could use, and next time he wouldn't be so lucky to avoid a certain death situation.

"Damn it, compared to this ghost from Yang Jian, you are nothing but trash. You've been stepping on my shoulders all day long. Now I'm going to die and you don't come down to help." He Tianxiong couldn't bear it. He stopped cursing and raised his eyes slightly. The pair of dry, corpse-stained feet were still firmly on his body.

Even when it was so dangerous just now, the ghost still had no intention of attacking Yang Jian, and even He Tianxiong's life and death could not affect the ghost's actions.

Unless Yang Jian looked up at the ghost and was noticed by the ghost.

"Although the situation just now was dangerous, at least I took advantage of the moment when Yang Jian had trouble to enter the safe house. He shouldn't be able to invade for a while, and there are still two minutes left." He Tianxiong looked at it again. time.

It was only a little different from the five minutes agreed upon before.

If Yang Jian really abides by his agreement, there is a high probability that he will not die today.

"boom!"

Before he could think about it, there was a loud bang at the door, and the door was instantly dented. It seemed that the specially customized door would be completely broken after a few more blows.

He Tianxiong jumped in fright. He had no room to escape now. If Yang Jian really came out, he would have to bite the bullet and push forward.

He took off his shirt, only to find that his chest was extremely rotten, the flesh and blood were almost completely rotten, and the blackened bones were also covered with small golden nails, which seemed to have been repaired. , placing one's own bones to break.

There seemed to be nothing left in the empty chest. According to normal people, He Tianxiong would have been dead long ago.

But he is still alive.

The reason why he is still alive is because of his second ghost.

It was a piece of dead flesh hidden inside the chest.

This piece of black rotten flesh and blood is gradually growing. No, it should be said that it is gradually replacing itself. It will first rot away its original flesh and blood, and then grow on it. He doesn't even know what it will look like in the end. He Tianxiong I only know that when I am completely rotten and clean, that is when I will die.

By that time, it doesn't matter what kind of ghost you become.