"I'll do it." The spear in Yang Jian's hand was struck in an open space, and there were two footprints in that open space. These were Lu An's footprints.

The medium was achieved, the hatchet took effect instantly, and Lu An was dismembered one after another.

Lu An, who was staying in the past, was also affected. A dazzling wound appeared on his neck, and his body suddenly collapsed.

But as the red light covered the whole body, the wound on the neck had disappeared.

Using the supernatural power of the hatchet in this way, the curse that Yang Jian had to bear was terrifying. Almost at the moment when the dismemberment was completed, a huge wound appeared on his neck.

Not only did his body endure the curse, but even the ghostly figure under his feet also suffered the same treatment.

Lu An invaded reality from the past, and this time he was alone. It was not that he could not use infinite invasion again, but that it was meaningless. He wanted to quickly end the meaningless battle in front of him.

At this time, Sun Rui coughed a few times and used the sick ghost's ability.

Dahong Xifu endured this supernatural influence on behalf of Lu An.

"Be careful, Sun Rui, retreat quickly." Yang Jian reminded.

This was a crushing battle, and soon the remaining souls were wiped out by the group.

Repeated this many times, He Yuelian kept wandering on the edge of life and death. The fear in her heart had disappeared a lot, and what was left was only an obsession.

After only maintaining it for a minute, Lu An stopped playing. There were too many supernatural beings to suppress, and he couldn't hold on for too long.

Sun Rui felt his vision go dark, and at some point, he had already put on the clothes of the ghost just now.

At this moment, Zhang Xianguang's sword struck, stopping this supernatural substitution.

"Back off, I've already let myself go. Don't force me to be really ruthless." Lu An stated the facts very seriously.

Lu Zhiwen had also used his supernatural power to provide some protection for Yang Jian. The effect was there, but not obvious.

Zhang Xianguang has been planning the Peach Blossom Land project for decades, also for the sake of future generations. His plan may seem crazy, but it is not wrong.

When she woke up, she did not take any action. She was thinking and adapting to the new supernatural power. Through the ghost realm of ghost paintings, she already knew the surrounding situation.

But He Yuelian knew very well that there was no past or present life at all. The woman in the ghost painting said such words to mean that she would inherit everything from her, including memories.

At the same time, after the figure of the woman in the ghost painting completely disappeared, He Yuelian's hands became exceptionally white, the aura on her body became cold and strange, and the sound of her painful struggle also disappeared.

I am the woman in the ghost painting, and I have experienced all kinds of incredible things.

Even Lu An was not sure. Although he had foresight of the plot, he, a once weak butterfly, was flapping its giant wings at this moment, and it had already changed all the plots in the future.

As soon as he finished speaking, the strange woman in his consciousness immediately began to break and wither like fragile porcelain. At the same time, a more complete memory began to appear in He Yuelian's mind.

"Yang Jian, even if you join forces, there is no chance of winning. I am very lucky that I have 10% control of the ghost lake. This can prevent me from being affected by the lake and save me a lot of trouble."

Not only them, but also the ghosts of the black umbrella, the ghosts of the stage, and the thirty-six actor ghosts were also affected.

"Dreaming." Zhang Xianguang raised his sword again and slashed at Lu An.

Zhang Xianguang's sword can kill three ordinary actor ghosts in one slash, but actor ghosts are ghosts, and ghosts cannot be killed.

But every time her consciousness fell into a deep sleep, another supernatural force pulled her back.

"I don't know if you can still get angry like this?"

Just appearing, the supernatural suppression it brought was beyond imagination, and the will-o'-the-wisps burning everywhere were instantly extinguished.

The moment she touched the ghost in front of her, maybe the puzzle pieces from her lifetime were put together, the supernatural beings reached a balance at a certain moment, or maybe a fragment of memory was awakened by the supernatural touch.

His tone was extremely sincere, and his face was extremely serious.

Lu An wants to improve the Peach Blossom Spring Project and make the benefits that the Peach Blossom Spring Project can bring even greater, also for the sake of future generations.

"It's me, I'm still alive, I'm not a ghost, don't do anything."

Thinking of this, He Yuelian gave up the idea of ​​​​escape.

Everything fell into a deathly silence. No one knew whether the woman in front of him, covered with a red headband and wearing a red wedding dress, with only a pair of white palms exposed, was a human or a ghost.

"He Yuelian, I'm afraid I have to disappoint you. Yang Jian and Zhang Xianguang both lost. I am the winner of this battle." Lu An said calmly.

This requires not only luck, but also a strong will. Not everyone can become a qualified ghost controller.

But Yang Jian didn't answer, which made He Yuelian frown. He realized that Yang Jian was looking at the man who had spoken just now.

If she cannot remain conscious and herself under this supernatural influence, then after the supernatural fusion is over, she will no longer be a living person, but a corpse.

She could feel that she could move now and was no longer a puppet on strings, but faced with this situation, she didn't know what to do.

She survived and regained consciousness.

Nie Yingping did not take action. Now was not the right time for him to take action. Yang Jian's will-o'-the-wisp realm restrained his use of supernatural powers.

At this moment, under the red hood, He Yuelian slowly opened her eyes.

Yang Jian and others felt that there was nothing wrong with planning a risk and stopping the plan.

But it was too late, the shadow of the black umbrella had already covered Sun Rui, and a man with a black umbrella in his hand and whose face could not be seen appeared in front of him.

But she is a little different from before. The fusion of the two memories has caused many changes in her, whether it is a change in consciousness or a physical change.

At this moment, she learned some information about the life of the woman in the ghost painting. Although the information was fragmented and incomplete, it still allowed her to learn a lot of things.

Yang Jian was silent, and so was Zhang Xianguang's big sword in his hand. At this moment, they had to admit this fact. Even if they tried their best at this moment, they could not stop Lu An from implementing his plan.

A woman wearing a red wedding dress appeared in her consciousness. The woman looked exactly like her. She was flawless and incredibly beautiful. However, this appearance was not possessed by a normal living person. She looked like a dead person.

Or maybe it's like a supernatural product that makes people feel unreal.

"I am your previous life, you are my current life, live well."

If Zhang Xianguang was at his peak, the black-faced opera ghost would naturally be at a disadvantage, but the current Zhang Xianguang is not like one person and one ghost fighting back and forth.

At this moment, all the ghost masters within the range were like ordinary people, unable to even move.

"You can't stop what I want to do. Besides, my plan has no chance of success. As long as He Yuelian succeeds, I can hold the ceremony." Lu An said.

She didn't want to die. This was the most basic desire to survive. She began to try to control something, and she didn't want to let go of even the smallest things.

At this time, the power of the post office began to restore Sun Rui's state, and the strange clothes on his body gradually became transparent until they disappeared completely.

At this time, He Yuelian made some painful sounds, as if she was suffering some kind of painful torture. At the same time, the figure of the ghostly painted woman holding He Yuelian's hand, which originally resembled the lake, began to gradually become transparent at this time, as if she was It seems to be dissipating.

Lu An looked at the people who were still resisting tenaciously and couldn't help but sigh. He took out the suona from his waist.

Lu An saw that everyone present had no intention of continuing to take action and said, "If the plan fails, all the sins will be added to me."

He Yuelian gritted her teeth and tried to touch the ghost in her consciousness. If she could, she wouldn't mind fighting it here, but she could never admit defeat anyway.

The most obvious feature between ghost controllers and ghosts is that ghost controllers have their own consciousness, while ghosts do not just rely on rules to kill people. They are dangerous and terrifying.

The atmosphere became even more silent. Such a tragic ending was just a matter of different stances, and there was no right or wrong.

He Yin'er, Zhou Deng, Lu Zhiwen, and Ye Zhen, who were watching the battle from a distance, also fell silent. They will become witnesses.

The three parties' positions and three forces have nothing to do with right or wrong, they just have different positions.

He Yuelian seemed to be motionless, but her consciousness was suffering from terrible supernatural erosion.

Immediately afterwards, the harsh sound of the suona resounded throughout the entire venue, and all areas covered by the suona were suppressed, and all supernatural phenomena disappeared.

At this moment, the flawless woman in his consciousness has arrived in front of He Yuelian. Her figure is no longer out of shape, but is clearly visible.

At this moment, Yang Jian used the ghost realm of ghost eyes. With the blessing of Li Jun's ghost fire, his ghost eyes were no longer afraid of the ghost realm of ghost paintings.

"My name is He Yuelian, no, I have another name. Who is she and who am I? Is there something wrong with my memory? I just recalled some things from my past, and they don't seem to be mine... …”

"This is impossible, how could it be possible?" He Yuelian looked at Yang Jian in disbelief. She did not believe that Yang Jian would lose, but the facts before her seemed to have proved that Yang Jian had indeed lost.

The supernatural fire composed of furnace fire and will-o'-the-wisp burned wildly, and even Lu An felt a trace of danger.

He Yuelian's voice came from the hijab.

This strange woman was walking step by step from a distance, constantly approaching her. She couldn't move and could only stay where she was, watching the other person approach.

One by one, the actor ghosts jumped off the stage and fought with the remaining souls. Not only did the actor ghosts have a numerical advantage, but they were also much stronger than the remaining souls.

Behind Lu An, a black and white stage appeared, with thirty-six actor ghosts standing on it.

But now that the outcome has been announced, even if Yang Jian is no longer willing to carry out this plan, and no matter how negative Zhang Xianguang is in his heart, it is a foregone conclusion that Lu An will implement his plan.

At this moment, the black-faced opera ghost held a big knife in his hand and collided with Zhang Xianguang.

But He Yuelian ignored Lu An and turned to look at Yang Jian.

There were several ghost masters, counting carefully, there were ten in total. Zhang Xianguang was looking at him expectantly, wanting to tear his mouth apart.

As time passed, He Yuelian felt that her consciousness was being eroded more and more seriously. Sometimes she even felt that she had disappeared.

The two people faced each other, exactly the same, as if looking at the person in the mirror. She stared at the person in front of her. No, it should be said to be a ghost.

After a while, the supernatural conflict and fusion ended completely.

As this woman got closer, some memories that did not belong to her began to appear in her mind. These memories were scattered like fragments.

"Sun Rui, please retreat. The souls you rely on are all dead. There is no point in staying here. If I really have murderous intentions, you will die even if you have the protection of the post office manager."

Lu An's body was split in half, but soon a red light covered his whole body, and he restarted and recovered.

"Running away is not a wise decision. I have to face it. Even if I really want to run away, I probably won't be able to escape in front of these people. What's more, Yang Jian is not a bad person. He should have the situation under control."
To be continued...