The Game of Mystery Recovery

Chapter 279
Yang Jian made a move on the old man, but obviously he failed. The old man in the past is not something he can hit now.

A spear made of coffin nails pierced the old man's body.

But the strange thing is that the old man was not nailed to the ground, he was still standing there lifeless, motionless, as if the coffin nails had not touched the real body of the old man, and what was in front of him was just a shadow without substance.

"Successful?" Yang Xiaohua was surprised and delighted.

"No, it failed." Li Yang's tone was low, and he looked extra dignified: "The old man is still standing there."

"But it's clearly nailed to it." Yang Xiaohua looked shocked.

Li Yangdao; "It's not the case to nail it."

Zhou Deng also opened his eyes: "What's the situation? Is this old man as inaccessible as the shadow of the ghost on the wall in the old house?"

"No, it's worse than that."

Yang Jian's expression was indescribably gloomy: "I'm afraid Li Yang guessed it right. This old man is a ghost who has invaded from the past to the present. But this invasion seems not thorough enough, and there is still a little difference."

"so what?"

"So, this ghost does not exist in the present, but in the past, so it is difficult for us to affect it, but it can easily attack us."

"No, it's okay? Isn't this cheating? Then we are doomed, and it's useless even if we try our best." Zhou Deng understood the meaning of Yang Jian's words.

Perhaps it was because of Yang Jian's attack that the old man who had been standing in front of him moved at this moment. He walked towards everyone with stiff and slow steps.

"The future me, do you think I have the confidence to defeat the opponent?" Zhao Yi asked silently in his heart.

"Just do it boldly. I am your future. For me, the revived Meng Xiaodong belongs to my past, but I can't tell you about her."

The future Zhao Yi just gave such a very vague response, as if he was worried that Meng Xiaodong would follow the current Zhao Yi.

"That ghost is in the past, whether it is for you or for me, but when I fought with this ghost, I was in your future. I should know what happened during the period."

"But there's something unknown about this time gap in the middle."

"You just need to know that I am still alive now."

Zhao Yi was speechless, what he said, but forget it, since the future self is not dead, then it doesn't matter.

At this time, the old man had already arrived in front of everyone, and the surrounding darkness seemed to overwhelm, and the surroundings became more and more gloomy.

Everyone subconsciously took a few steps back, feeling an urge to turn around and escape from here.

Yang Jian gritted his head and walked forward with big strides, meeting the old man.

The supernatural weapon is still ahead, he can't drop the weapon and don't turn around and run away.

In the process of walking, an old doll was taken out from its body. The body of this doll was full of cracks, as if it had been cut into several pieces by someone with a knife, and finally spliced ​​together again. It's the same, and the doll's eyes are reversed, which is a little strange.

He planned to use this doll to stare at the old man who invaded reality, and a supernatural conflict occurred, preventing the ghost from appearing.

This is not a scapegoat, but a special ghost that has the ability to divert other ghosts from attacking it.

Zhao Yi is still waiting, waiting for the second clone to appear.

Yang Jian immediately turned the doll in his hand, with its head facing down.

As soon as it turned around, the doll's eyes seemed to come alive, and it began to turn around, weird and evil.

Under such circumstances, no one dares to look at him. Once he is targeted, this doll will turn into a ghost and chase you until he kills you completely.

The doll was staring at the old woman in front of her.

The old man's eyes were dim and ashen, without a trace of expression, but as long as the eyes were opened, it would be easy to deal with, and it would trigger the doll's killing pattern.

Immediately, the eyes like two black glass beads locked on the old man in front of him.

There is a goal.

The puppet in Yang Jian's hand started to move and was no longer quiet.

The puppet was struggling and screaming strangely, with terrifying strength, Yang Jian quickly let go and put down the puppet.

As soon as the doll landed on the ground, it immediately crawled towards the old man, and then disappeared in front of it without climbing a few times.

Yes gone.

However, in Zhao Yi's line of sight, it can be clearly seen that the doll is circling around the old man, as if staring at the old man, but it never attacks the old man.

"It seems that although this thing can also be triggered by the existence of the past, it can't attack the ghosts of the past." Zhao Yi has a judgment in his heart.

Yang Jian had no choice but to come in front of the old man. He tried to go around behind the old man to grab the splitting spear standing on the ground in front of him.

However, a horrible scene happened.

The lifeless old man stretched out a wrinkled old man, and grabbed Yang Jian's wrist with his arm.

"Oops." Seeing this, Zhou Deng immediately rushed forward.

Then a scene that made him feel horrified appeared, his body was fading, and the outline of an old man in front of him was outlined in the mid-air, as if he was about to emerge. But he was gradually fading, as if he was about to be erased, Disappeared in this world.

Yang Jian used the puppet to divert the attack, so it was not erased by the old man's way of replacing it from the past, but Zhou Deng couldn't help it.

"The time has come."

Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. He planned to try the ability of the eighth-level ghost here, but he didn't know what effect it would have, whether he could attack the old man who existed in the past.

First of all, the seventh-level ghost creature was released directly by Zhao Yi. The faint blue light seemed to have some kind of aggressiveness, making others feel their skin tingling, as if their lives had been controlled by Zhao Yi at this time. , may be decomposed by the opponent at any time.

Of course, this is just an illusion. They are all ghost masters, and they have ghosts in their bodies. Seventh-level ghost creatures can't break down ghosts without attacking with weapons.

But for Yang Xiaohua, her life is indeed in Zhao Yi's hands at this moment.

"Let's have a dream, Zhou Deng."

Zhao Yi looked at Zhou Deng, and used the ghost dream to pull his consciousness into the dream world, and at the same time took out the game dagger and stabbed him into his body.

Zhou Deng's body began to disintegrate, turning into game data to be absorbed by Zhao Yi's ghosts.

However, at this time, the appearance of the second old man was not interrupted. On the contrary, with the disappearance of Zhou Deng's body, it began to solidify.

(End of this chapter)