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The first thousand three hundred and nine chapters alone confrontation(2/2)

next moment.

Countless charred ghost hands stretched out from the fire. These ghost hands were densely packed and vying to grab the old woman in front of them, wanting to tear her into pieces, and wanting to pull her into the will-o'-the-wisps and burn her alive.

"Try all supernatural means to see if you can deal with her" is what Yang Jian thought.

But the idea just came to him.

Then he realized again that his ghost realm had been invaded.

The second old woman appeared in the firelight carrying a basket. With her appearance, the surrounding will-o'-the-wisps even retreated, unable to swallow her up.

"Coming so soon?" Yang Jian's eyelids twitched.

But the cruelty of reality is far more than that.

There were signs that the ghost realm had been invaded again, and the third old woman also appeared, also carrying a basket in the light of the fire.

fourth, fifth, sixth

More and more old ladies appear in Yang Jian's ghost realm.

"The ability to infinitely restart is good, but the other methods are a bit weaker, but they are still very good. After all, they are still young."

Meng Xiaodong's voice came from the countless covered ghost hands, and then he saw the blackened ghost hands peeling off, as if they had lost all supernatural power and could no longer move.

soon.

Ghost Hand's attack failed, and she appeared in front of him safe and sound.

But at the moment when Meng Xiaodong escaped from trouble.

A coffin nail appeared out of thin air and drove hard into her forehead, almost piercing her entire head.

The oppression of the coffin nails is still terrifying.

Meng Xiaodong tilted his neck back, and then his body lost all movement. He stood motionless and fell into deathly silence.

"Coffin nails? This should be your trump card, right? Although you succeeded, how many nails do you have in your hand? You must know that there are only three of them made in total. Even if they are all in your hands, you can nail three of me at most."

Another Meng Xiaodong spoke again, her old face still showing coldness, she didn't take the attack just now seriously at all.

Yang Jian fell silent.

There is also a coffin nail in his hand, which can nail at most two Meng Xiaodongs.

But compared to the number around them, it’s just a drop in the bucket.

But at least it can be proved that even with this monster from the Republic of China, the nails in the coffin can still work.

On the contrary, the hatchet is useless now. There are so many scapegoats. Even if the opponent stands there and lets him chop, he can't kill them.

But he is also confident that he will not be killed by Meng Xiaodong.

After all, restarting itself and infinite restarts provide the possibility of survival in any state.

But if you continue like this, the loser will definitely be you.

Time to hesitate.

The number of old ladies appearing around increased again, this time there were more than twenty.

Although the nearby living people have been moved by him, Meng Xiaodong can invade the living people dozens of kilometers away and then come here.

"Are we going to use the ghost realm and sink it into the lake?" Yang Jian also has another kind of supernatural power that is useless, and that is the ghost lake.

His 40% ghost lake can open the way to the ghost lake in this world.

However, he will also be attacked when the time comes, but he is confident that he can survive in the ghost lake.

But at this moment.

However, his body had suffered from supernatural erosion and began to blur and disappear rapidly. At the same time, a vague figure appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!
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