In the six-level ghost realm, even supernatural beings are affected.

Although the terrifying ghost is not enough to completely stop its actions, being able to delay the ghost's movements is enough for Yang Jian now.

"The biggest threat is Sun Ren, but the most damning thing is Luo Sheng. As the person in charge of Tai'ao City, he actually wants to unite with others to kill me." Yang Jian's scarlet eyes moved restlessly.

Ghost Eye is the only unaffected existence in the six-level ghost realm.

At this moment, Ghost Eye finally locked onto Luo Sheng after patrolling around. He felt that killing Luo Sheng was more important than Sun Ren, who was a greater threat.

next moment.

Yang Jian disappeared on the spot, and he used the ghost realm to transfer his position.

One second...two seconds.

It's only two seconds, very short.

The influence of the Sixth Level Ghost Realm has ended.

It's not that the support is insufficient, but that it's unnecessary.

immediately.

The surrounding red light dissipated, everything in the VIP room returned to normal, and the previous attack continued.

But Yang Jian is no longer there.

"Yang Jian is missing, has he disappeared?"

Zheng Yijing, who was like a wax corpse, suddenly stopped. His black eyes turned slightly, and he found that Yang Jian was no longer in front of him. It seemed that Yang Jian had disappeared out of thin air at that moment.

"This is Murder Room No. 707. Yang Jian can't get out..."

Sun Rui said, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye.

It was discovered that the rotting corpse that had been nailed to the wall had now fallen to the ground.

The cracked spear that killed him has disappeared.

"He, he is behind you." Zhang Zhi, who was timid and afraid of death, pointed behind Zheng Yijing and Sun Ren with a look of horror.

Suddenly startled.

The two people immediately looked back.

Immediately, his eyes couldn't help but shrink.

At this moment, Yang Jian was standing next to Luo Sheng, but he was holding a dead head in his hand, and there was a headless corpse standing next to him. The corpse was bleeding and there were red threads inside.

Thin lines continued to overflow, and those red thin lines continued to extend in the direction of the head, as if they wanted to join the head together again, which looked very weird.

"When did you do this to me?"

Luo Sheng's head was still staring at Yang Jian, shocked and angry. He was not dead yet. He who relied on supernatural powers to survive would not die so easily.

Even if his head was chopped off by Yang Jian and his body was separated, he could still survive.

"Some things are difficult to explain to you, but you make me very uneasy, so it is safer to kill you first. As expected, you are not that easy to kill, and you are not dead after all this."

Yang Jian said expressionlessly, the hatchet in his hand was dripping with blood.

The body was dismembered and the ghost hands suppressed him, but his head was not allowed to die.

"But I really want to know if you can still live after being nailed to the coffin."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he casually threw Luo Sheng's head on the ground.

The cracked spear in his hand has been raised, ready to penetrate his Tianling Gai and nail him to the ground.

But at this moment, a dead and cold hand suddenly grabbed Yang Jian's wrist, causing his entire arm to freeze.

"Yang Jian, I know you are very powerful, but it would be too arrogant not to take us seriously. Since we are all ghost masters, I don't believe you can not be affected at all."

Zheng Yijing suddenly appeared next to him like a corpse with a face that had been dead for a long time. He took advantage of this opportunity to seize Yang Jian and prevent Luo Sheng from being killed.

With just a touch, Zheng Yijing's palm seemed to melt and actually stuck to Yang Jian's skin.

What's even more weird is that the melting speed is still accelerating. In just a few seconds, his and Yang Jian's arms have grown together, like conjoined babies, inseparable.

Zheng Yijing and Yang Jian's bodies got closer and closer.

This attack is like a kind of erosion. Zheng Yijing wants to invade Yang Jian's body and turn it into the new body of this wax corpse.

"People will only believe what is within their own cognition, and they will never believe what is beyond their cognition, so you always think that the same ghost master has a chance to win if he takes action."

Yang Jian ignored Zheng Yijing's attack and just looked at him with cold eyes.

The erosion continues.

Zheng Yijing now has half of his body attached to Yang Jian, and he feels that he can gradually control this half of his body.

As long as the invasion goes smoothly, under this situation, Yang Jian's body will be completely replaced and become the new Zheng Yijing.

But when Zheng Yijing saw Yang Jian's determined look, he didn't have much confidence in his heart. Even if the invasion was more than half done, he couldn't feel happy at all, because he understood that Yang Jian's methods were far more than this.

really.

As the invasion continued, Zheng Yijing discovered something unusual.

He felt that his body was extremely heavy at the moment. He didn't know when his body had become wet, and the speed of the invasion was also rapidly slowing down. There was a clammy feeling that was spreading throughout his body at an incredible speed.

Water was seeping out from under my feet, and soon there was a pool of water all around.

"How is this going......"

Zheng Yijing suddenly panicked. His body was slowly sliding down, peeling off Yang Jian's body, and began to sink into the water on the ground. Although he tried desperately to resist, it was to no avail.

This stagnant water is more terrifying than imagined and can swallow everything, even ghosts.

"It's extremely stupid to corrode my body. My body contains the water from the Ghost Lake, which is S-level supernatural power. Do you think you can fight against this level of supernatural power on your own?" Yang Jian said slowly.

road.

With the supernatural appearance of the ghost lake.

Not only was there water under your feet, but water was dripping from the walls, ceiling, and even the seats in this room, and water was seeping out.

The seeping water did not disappear but stayed in this room, gathering more and more, as if it was going to fill the place and engulf everyone in the room.

"Water from Ghost Lake? This is impossible. Ghost Lake's operation was not successful. How could you control such a level of supernatural power?"

Luo Sheng's head was also soaked in water and he said in disbelief.

Yang Jian's hair was wet at the moment, and his whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water. He stepped on the stagnant water, but his whole body did not sink into the water. His raised arm moved slightly at this moment, and he regained consciousness.

, the spear pointed at Luo Sheng's head lowered a few points, and was about to penetrate his head.

On the one hand, Luo Sheng faced the risk of being engulfed by the stagnant water, and on the other hand, he had to bear the horror of the coffin nails falling above his head.

He even felt that Yang Jian was not serious yet and was not even in a hurry to kill him immediately.

Yang Jian is now like a cat teasing a mouse, letting himself feel despair.

"No, isn't this room No. 707? Why can your supernatural power affect this room? It stands to reason that you can't even use the ghost realm in this room. The supernatural power in this room is enough to affect everyone, and from then on

Nothing special has happened in this room since just now, and it seems surprisingly peaceful."

At this moment, Sun Ren looked at the seeping walls around him and realized something.

"Room 707? Sun Ren, why do you think this is Room 707?" Yang Jian frowned.

Um?

Zheng Yijing, who was being swallowed by the water, Luo Sheng, who had only one head left, and Sun Ren were all stunned at this moment.

"Isn't this 707?"

Sun Ren was suddenly startled: "How is this possible? The room was clearly affected just now. That He Yuelian should have hung the house number on the door."

"You don't know anything and you still want to win against me? You're so innocent and cute."

Yang Jian's face remained as usual: "Why do you think I would hand the house number into the hands of an ordinary person and let her do such a thing?"

"Because ordinary people are too fragile and are easily affected by supernatural influences. In her perception, one plus one equals three. Do you think her hanging up the house number is still the kind of behavior in our common sense?

?This room has always been within the scope of my ghostly influence."

"There was no 707 from beginning to end, and the real supernatural evil room was not released. After all, you said before that no one came out of that room alive."

"It's not easy for me to simulate a supernatural room that you don't even know about."

Hearing this, Sun Ren was dumbfounded.

Luo Sheng also suddenly realized, and he smiled: "So that's it, that's it. You had contact with He Yuelian before, and it was at that time that you influenced her, right? You had already made preparations before. I was there before

I was wondering why you agreed to Zheng Yijing’s bet so readily, but now I understand.”

"Whether you understand or you don't understand, the result is the same. You can't beat me. It's just that you don't know yourself. You always feel that you can do things that others can't do." Yang Jian said.

While he was speaking, the water in the room had gathered into a pool, submerging everyone's ankles.

The water wasn't deep enough, but it was enough at the moment.

This stagnant water is connected to the Ghost Lake, which is dangerous and scary.
To be continued...