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Chapter 1182 The male corpse that reappears(1/2)

"Can't we kill him under such circumstances? How terrifying this man would be if he was in good condition."

Wang Genquan's face looked very ugly at the moment. He looked at Anan, who was wailing in the fire, and Zhu Jian, who was dying and lying there gradually turning into a charred corpse.

There was no way to save the two of them.

The fire ignited them and could not be extinguished. It was only a matter of time before they were burned to death.

Moreover, I and Xianglan are not doing well either.

He has already felt the feeling of being invaded by a foreign object in his body, burning and cramping. If he doesn't think of something, they will end up in the same end.

"A hand that can invade the body of a living person?" Xianglan stared at Yang Jian with a solemn expression, ignoring the pain in her body.

Yang Jian's body has recovered a lot at this moment, and he can already move around slightly stiffly. It seems that the impact of the previous attack by the evil ghost is weakening.

This is good news.

At least it proves that he can still withstand the attack of the ghost on the third floor, although this kind of endurance has to pay a certain price.

"You can't even withstand the attack of ghost hands, kill me? It's just a dream, but the two of you have controlled more than one ghost, and there is another kind of supernatural power. If you don't want to die, you can try again.

Let's see if you can succeed." Yang Jian walked over slowly.

His ghost eyes opened again, and he recovered quickly after surviving the moment of being unable to move.

Xianglan was silent for a moment: "No, we have already lost. I knew we wouldn't succeed when we started, but we have no choice. If we miss this opportunity, we don't know how long we will have to wait. But if we lose this time, we still have to wait."

There will be a next time, after countless failures, we will definitely succeed one day."

"Wang Genquan, let's go, we have to leave this information behind."

She had no intention of continuing to fight, so she decided to retreat, record the important information this time, and then pave the way for success next time.

At this moment, many parts of Wang Genquan's body had turned red, and he felt like he was about to burn. However, he relied on the supernatural power in his body to prolong the time of being ignited and forcibly stayed alive.

But if he continues to fight, he and Xianglan will be burned to death immediately.

Not to mention that they can't win against Yang Jian, even if they win, they won't survive for long.

So they have already lost, so they might as well save some energy to prepare for the next resurrection.

"Walk?"

Yang Jian sneered at this moment: "Do you think you were just playing house? You can come when you want and leave when you want. I told you that none of you can leave. You will all die here. As for leaving a message?

Stop dreaming, I will erase all traces of information and keep you trapped here forever."

He felt that the ghostly hands that invaded their bodies were suppressed by supernatural forces, so they were still alive.

But the ghost hand can be suppressed, but the strange fire cannot be restrained.

Both Wang Genquan and Xianglan now had patches of red marks on their skin, like red-hot coals, with a tendency to burst into flames.

"You haven't recovered from your current condition. The ghost hands that invaded our bodies can't kill me yet. You can't stop us if we leave now."

Xianglan said, then glanced at Wang Genquan.

Wang Genquan turned around and left without saying a word.

The two people ignored Zhu Jian and Anan, and just retreated quickly, planning to take the elevator to leave.

"boom!"

But the next moment.

A huge force came from behind, and a black and hot palm grabbed the back of Xianglan's neck and pressed her directly against the elevator door.

Xianglan groaned, and blood immediately spurted out of her mouth.

She looked back in surprise.

However, Yang Jian appeared behind him, his eyes glowing red, cold and strange.

"I don't want to say it a second time. I said you can't leave, so you can't leave."

Yang Jian's expression was indifferent, like a ghost that was looking for life and could not get rid of it.

Xianglan gritted her teeth at this moment and did not flinch. She turned over and grabbed Yang Jian's arm, and then suddenly another arm stretched out from her sleeve. No, there was more than one arm, there were two, three, four...

....These arms kept stretching out, layer upon layer, constantly covering Yang Jian's body.

"Wang Genquan, I'll hold him back while you take the elevator and go quickly. His supernatural power is recovering and I won't be able to hold him back for long."

She used the second ghost's supernatural powers and planned to use her own life to hold Yang Jian back.

"Okay, let's see you next time." Wang Genquan was also very decisive and pressed the elevator without hesitation, without any thought of rescue.

He was also injured and would not survive long. One of the five people must survive to pass on the message.

Otherwise this operation will be meaningless.

Only if the news is recorded, they will be able to know everything after they are resurrected and increase their probability of survival.

The emergence of the second supernatural power made the ghost hand's suppression ineffective.

Although Yang Jian's strength was great, he could not kill Xianglan. The countless palms stretched out from his sleeves made him take a few steps back.

But that's all.

The power of the ghost eye has been partially revived, and the power of the ghost shadow has also been partially revived.

"It's useless, the elevator isn't coming so quickly, you can't hold me off for long." Yang Jian glanced at him and said, "Even if he takes the elevator back to the fourth floor, I can still kill him. Escape is meaningless in front of me.

"

He just needs to get the spear back.

One blow of the hatchet was enough to kill Wang Genquan regardless of distance.

"He doesn't need to live for a long time, he just needs to leave a message." Xianglan's body was smoking at the moment, and flames appeared on her skin.

She was being set on fire and suffering from burning pain.

Ding dong!

I don’t know if it’s luck or just the right timing.

At this moment, the supernatural elevator arrived on the third floor. With a bell ringing, the crooked elevator door opened.

"The elevator is here, I'll leave first." Wang Genquan felt a little happy at this moment.

He immediately prepared to take the elevator and leave.

But when the elevator door opened, the joy on his face turned into a look of shock, and then he opened his eyes wide with an incredible look.

The lights in the opened elevator flickered, and powerful supernatural interference appeared.

A tall, highly decomposed male corpse stood like a wall in the elevator at this moment. The male corpse was wrapped in dirty and smelly cloth, but the wrapping was not complete, and most of it fell off, exposing the corpse.

Darkened skin.

A thick corpse smell emanated from the elevator, and the appearance of this smell seemed to have lowered the surrounding temperature several degrees.

next moment.

Wang Genquan's skin color began to darken, then turned black, and then began to rot. In just a few seconds, his entire body turned from a complete human being into a rotting corpse. Then he fell to the ground and died on the spot.

.

"What?"

Xianglan was shocked when she saw this scene.

Yang Jian recognized this tall rotting male corpse at this moment.

There is no doubt that they were the previous owners of Hatchet and Ghost Shadow, and they were also the evil ghosts wandering around the Caesar Hotel.

The shroud on his body was the one left behind when he imprisoned this evil spirit.

But what happened? The evil ghost wrapped in the shroud actually resumed action again.

You must know that the shroud is a supernatural item. Logically speaking, any evil ghost wrapped in it cannot move. Its ability to imprison evil ghosts is comparable to nails in the coffin.

"Is it because the shroud fell off?"

Yang Jian stared at the loose shroud on the corpse, and he could only make this judgment in his heart.

But Wang Genquan's sudden death sounded the alarm in his heart.

Obviously, in addition to the ghost shadow and hatchet that he controlled during his lifetime, this rotting male corpse also had other terrifying ghosts residing on it.

"retreat."

The intuition in his heart made Yang Jian let go of Xianglan's hand, and then quickly retreated.

When he used his ghost realm, he appeared more than ten meters away.

But Pandan was left where she was.

But she wouldn't live long.

The ability to forcefully use the second ghost made her unable to resist the invasion of ghost hands, so that her body was now set on fire.

"ah!"
To be continued...
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