Chapter 117, Control"Is this the only request?" Cao Yanhua sounded a little uncertain. "That's about right! It's all the same to me anyway." Yun Ming said very easily. "very good!" Transaction complete. However, Yun Ming will not hand over the real coffin nails. He will use the power of the ghost gun to create a ghost gun with some of the power of the coffin nails. It is similar to a false projection and can be considered a fake ghost gun. But even a fake ghost gun is enough to kill a starving ghost. Yang Jian left No. 7 Middle School and found Yun Ming in Guanjiang Community.
Yunming has been waiting here for a long time, and no one knows where Liuli has gone to play at this time. "Yunming, we can start now." "Of course, but you have to be careful, it is an S-level ghost after all." Yun Ming stretched out his hand, and then a shadow appeared on his hand. The shadow condensed into a spear as black as ink. A fake ghost gun appears. Yang Jian looked at the fake ghost gun in Yun Ming's hand and raised his eyes. This ghost gun gave him a very strange feeling, and it was a supernatural weapon. "This is?" "Coffin nail. The original coffin nail was too ugly, so I changed it. Now this cool and flashy weapon is what we young people should use." Yun Ming said this and threw the ghost gun in his hand to Yang Jian. Yang Jian grabbed the ghost gun, and instantly a heavy feeling came from the gun. This gun is heavy. After swinging it, the heavy ghost spear made a whistling sound as it was swung. "Transforming supernatural weapons?" Yang Jian felt a special excitement when looking at the ghost gun in his hand. He seemed to be very suitable for using long-handled weapons, and if possible, he would like to get a long-handled weapon for himself. He gently waved the ghost spear in his hand, and the heavy weight of the ghost spear did not cause much inconvenience to Yang Jian. Now Yang Jian's body is full of supernatural power, which makes him much stronger than ordinary people, and can even unlock 100% of the strength of his muscles. Yang Jian’s current situation is similar to the special liberation clan, the Wu clan, in an anime called Kengan Ashura.
When normal people use muscle strength, they will subconsciously protect their bodies, which will result in only about 20% muscle utilization. After training, professional fighters can increase their muscle utilization to more than 30%. But it is absolutely impossible to reach 100%. But Yang Jian did it using the power of ghosts. After adapting to the supernatural weapon, Yang Jian turned into a long rainbow and left. Seven. The dark blue haze enveloped the entire middle school, and countless terrifying ghost babies were wandering around in the school. A crack appeared on Yang Jian's forehead, and his scarlet ghost eyes opened and kept turning. The red light began to cover the surroundings. The supernatural beings are fighting each other, and the ghost realms are invading each other. The S-level ghost domain of starving ghosts is very powerful. The ghost domain that Yang Jian opened can only cover an area of 10 meters. At this time, Wang Xiaoming's voice came from Yang Jian's satellite positioning mobile phone. "Yang Jian, according to my plan, let Zhang Han be the bait, the success rate is at least over 90%." Wang Xiaoming is a cold-blooded person. He is willing to let someone die as long as the price is high enough. In his opinion, if sacrificing one person's life could increase the chances of solving the problem of starving ghosts, it would be well worth it. But whether the person involved is willing to make the sacrifice is another matter. But sometimes, the parties are not qualified to choose. Zhang Han certainly didn't want to sacrifice himself and be the bait, but he had no choice. "Shut up! Your plan is full of changes. If Zhang Han dies, he will be a burden to me." Yang Jian rejected Wang Xiaoming's cruel plan without hesitation. Zhang Han was listening next to Wang Xiaoming, his heart pounding. Yang Jian’s refusal saved his life from the brink of death. "Survived." Given a choice, no one wants to die. On the other side, as Yang Jian went deeper, the smog around him became more and more serious. Suddenly, a terrifying ghost baby rushed over from the darkness. This is a second-stage ghost baby, and its killing pattern is based on what it hears. The seven or eight-year-old ghost baby opened its big mouth full of fangs and bit towards Yang Jian. The eyes on Yang Jian’s forehead suddenly turned, staring at the attacking ghost baby. "Just try this ghost gun." Yang Jian is very cautious in doing things. A person's one-sided statement, no matter how credible it is, needs to be treated with caution.
Because maybe it’s a trap. It is precisely because of this cautious attitude that Yang Jian is able to survive every supernatural event. Yang Jian's body rolled over, a tearing sound was heard, and one strange red eye after another opened. The moment the ghost baby arrived, Yang Jian swung the ghost gun in his hand and directly pierced the ghost baby's head. "Pfft!" When the sound was heard, the ghost baby stopped moving and was nailed to death. Those empty eyes slowly closed. The ghost baby in this second stage is as terrifying as a B-level evil ghost. "It's really scary." Yang Jian felt the state of the ghost baby on the tip of the gun and spoke. He was too familiar with this state. The ghost slave had frozen. If the nail is nailed on a ghost, the ghost will also die. The scarlet light wrapped around the ghost gun, and then dispelled the supernatural power in the ghost baby's body along the ghost gun. This is just a ghost slave. The existence of the ghost slave relies on the supernatural power in its body. As long as this power is dispelled, the ghost slave will die. Yang Jian walked in the familiar corridor. He was very familiar with this school. At this time, his ghost domain was maintained at about ten meters. Once a ghost baby attacks, this ten-meter ghost area will become the most important barrier to protect Yang Jian. When he arrived at the door of the toilet on the third floor, Yang Jian still didn't find the starving ghost. "Where will it be?" Just as Yang Jian was thinking, footsteps were heard. An incomprehensible and extremely terrifying supernatural power appeared, and this supernatural power forcibly entered Yang Jian’s ghost domain with a crushing attitude. A middle-aged man of medium build appeared in Yang Jian’s ghost realm. "It's you!" Yang Jian’s pupils shrank when he saw the person coming. The person who came was Zhao Kaiming, the person in charge of Dachang City, who raised the S-level evil ghost, the starving ghost. On the other side, Yun Ming also saw this scene. Zhao Kaiming was just an ordinary person to him. What he wanted was Zhao Kaiming's ghost, the wishing ghost. Yun Ming: "The starving ghost is still missing a pair of ghost eyes. Yang Jian's are pretty good, so this wishing ghost is here to dig out his eyes." The ghost eye is scary, but compared to the ghost eye, Yun Ming wants the wishing ghost's extremely buggy wish-making ability more. Although this wish-making ability has an upper limit and a price, as long as he becomes an alien and a terrifying ghost rider, he can ignore this price.
The moment Zhao Kaiming appeared, an invisible gaze looked over at him. The wishing ghost in Zhao Kaiming's body is an intelligent ghost. It inexplicably foresaw the danger, but this is its home ground and the starving ghost has been controlled by it. Facing two S-level evil ghosts, the wishing ghost does not think it will lose. I went back to my hometown to pay my respects and guard the coffin, and I've been busy ever since.
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