Du Weijing had completely walked out of the gate of Ping'an Technology Experimental Base at this moment, and he was now standing inside the asphalt outside.

At this moment, it was still drizzling in the sky, and the surroundings were wet and cold.

But after Wei Jing appeared, the surrounding environment became even more strange. The light around seemed to be disappearing, and a layer of darkness was appearing and enveloped the surroundings. The darkness was very rich and heavy, and it seemed that it was almost showing its essence.

This is Wei Jing's ghost domain.

It is also a ghost domain of ghost messengers.

However, Wei Jing is part of the ghost messenger, his ghost domain is not complete and his coverage is not very large.

Although the scope is not large, Wei Jing's ghost domain is very terrible. Yang Jian's third-level ghost domain cannot invade. The fourth-level ghost domain can compete with him. Only by opening the fifth-level ghost domain can you invade. This situation is very desperate for most ghost drivers.

There was a reason why a group of people went to deal with the incident of ghosts and almost got trapped in it.

However, just as Wei Jing's ghost domain spread, Yang Jian's figure appeared on the other side of the road. He left the building to stop Wei Jing who was out of control.

To be on the safe side, he brought the ghost boy.

The ghost boy with a bulging belly seemed to have eaten and drunk enough. His red eyes were like ghost eyes extending, looking at everything around him curiously. In addition, the dead head in his hand seemed even more dangerous.

The head is clearly in a highly decayed state, but the head still shows signs of movement.

The grayish-white eyes were peeking, making people feel chilled.

"I really have no consciousness." Yang Jian observed for a moment, and there was no trace of living from Wei Jing's dead face.

Numbness, coldness, like a walking corpse.

"Although I have no consciousness, I have not attacked me on my own initiative, nor have I attacked Wang Xiaoming before. This state is very strange. It doesn't look like a ghost or a human..."

Like Wang Xiaoming's observation before, Yang Jian also made a judgment.

It is believed that the ghost's killing law has temporarily failed in Du Weijing's out of control.

Since there is no rule, Yang Jian decided to confront him head-on.

"Let the dead head stare at Wei Jing." Yang Jian gave the order to the ghost boy.

This is the most conservative confrontation. Although the dead head is a ghost, it is very special. Although it is very dangerous, it can be used in your hand. I feel that this thing is very suitable for making a supernatural object, such as a telescope, a double-barrel hunting rifle... If you point to a person, you die, and if you point to a ghost, you can suppress it.

The decayed heads adjusted their direction in the hands of the ghost boy, and the gray eyes stared at Wei Jing at this moment.

Suppression appeared.

The ghost domain around Wei Jing was affected, and the dark and suppressed layer of darkness began to gradually fade away. Although the speed was not very fast, the effect was already very obvious.

"It's useful...but suppression is not enough." Yang Jian's face moved slightly.

The ghost realm that could only suppress Wei Jing's devil's domain with a rotten dead head, but he was still acting and walking towards him. What does this mean is already very obvious.

Wei Jing is very dangerous.

Putting aside the scope of influence, his current level of danger has reached at least the level of a, which is the same level as the doorknocking incident.

"Wang Xiaoming asked me to save Wei Jing, not to kill him. This is somewhat difficult for me. After all, some things are difficult to grasp." Yang Jian looked behind him at this moment.

I don't know when a tall headless black shadow stood behind him.

The headless black shadow walked on the ground like a living person, and it headed towards Wei Jing.

With the rotten dead heads and the suppression of the headless ghost, Yang Jian felt that this should be enough.

However, the appearance of the headless ghost seemed to have aroused Wei Jing's awareness. He stopped, and his empty and unsightly eyes looked at the ghost gradually approaching, and there was an incomprehensible change. This change made Wei Jing fight back. His stiff palm picked up the old black straw rope on his waist.

Ghost rope!

This is a ghost, a terrible supernatural thing, and it has long been revived.

The reason why there is no movement is because Wei Jing has been suppressed on weekdays, so no movement is revealed.

Now.

Wei Jing, who was holding the ghost rope, released his hand, broke away from his control, and fell to the ground.

"If you don't want it, I'll take it back." Yang Jian's eyes moved, and the target of the ghost attack changed, and he wanted to take away the ghost rope.

He was snatched away by the ghost officer at the beginning. Later, Wei Jing was strangely resurrected and brought back from the ghost officer, so he had no objection to the belonging of this thing.

After all, Wei Jing also got it back with his ability, and Yang Jian did not stand up with shame and said that this thing belongs to him.

But now it's different, Wei Jing is out of control.

The headless ghost raised his arm, condensed by the shadow, as if he was about to reach out to grab the straw rope.

This scene of ghosts vs. ghost ropes have also happened. The one who won that time was ghosts. The reason is very simple. This ghost rope that can hang people cannot be hung up without a head.

But the next moment.

A strange scene happened.

Before the ghost had touched the straw rope, the black ghost rope instantly wrapped around the ghost's body and tied it up directly.

The headless ghost was struggling, but there was no way to leave. The rope could be tied up even with a bodyless shadow. If someone approached, it would be strangled to death in an instant and the body would be twisted.

"The ghost rope has undergone some change that I don't know." Yang Jian became solemn.

This rope is different from the previous one.

But the revival of the ghost rope continues.

In the dim sky, strange straw ropes began to hang down one by one, covering a small area, but they gathered densely together. These straw ropes began to think about Yang Jian gathering and wanted to attack him.

A straw rope was close to Yang Jian's shoulder, and instantly strangled his neck, then tried to hang him up.

Yang Jian's face was as usual. He reached out to grab the ghost rope without exerting force.

The ghost rope that should have been extremely strong broke instantly, as if it had been weathered, and only a ball of black powder was left in his hand, which dissipated cleanly when the wind blew.

More than that.

Each of these floating straw ropes was pulled by a black palm. The supernatural beings of the ghost hand chose to fight against these extended ghost ropes.

The straw ropes broke one after another, broke, and then dissipated cleanly.

The strange grass rope hanging from the sky had just recovered and was retreating before killing a person.

"My ghost hand also got some of the ghost messes' puzzles, and this suppression exceeded the ghost rope." Yang Jian was both fighting and trying. He looked at his black palm and came to the conclusion.

Then he looked at the headless ghost.

At this time, a real black palm appeared on the arm formed by the shadow of the headless ghost. This black palm grabbed the ghost rope and tried to suppress it.

The ghost rope is loosening, and the headless ghost is struggling to escape from control.

Although suppression exists, its effect is not obvious.

"The derived ghost hand cannot suppress the real ghost rope that is the source. Although it is effective, if I really want to take this ghost rope, I have to do it myself." Yang Jian said in his heart, and he had already made a general judgment.

"Since that's the case, then you don't have to pay attention to the ghost rope. It's better to directly suppress Wei Jing. My ghost shadow is trapped, and his ghost rope is useless."

The next moment, Yang Jian opened four levels of ghost domain.

With the rotten dead head suppressing Wei Jing, his four-layer ghost realm was enough.

Yang Jian disappeared from the spot and appeared behind Wei Jing at the same time, grabbing his arm. The strange power of the black ghost hand fell on Wei Jing, without any other sharing.

"Has the suppression been successful?"
Chapter completed!