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The first thousand one hundred and seventy-eight chapters of the out-of-control fire(2/2)

The water from the ghost lake soaked into himself, and Yang Jian felt that the feeling of completely losing his body was gradually dissipating.

It's just that the dissipation speed is a bit slow.

Just like a wound, it can only heal slowly.

But circumstances wait for no one.

At this moment, Yang Jian saw a ray of fire emerging from the corpse next to him.

That's where the blackened bone rolled down.

The fire grew from small to large, slowly at first, but as the flames gradually grew larger, the fire expanded faster and faster.

Obviously, Yang Jian's previous plan was successful. He set fire to the piles of corpses on the third floor.

But what's worse now is that he is very close to the fire site. If nothing happens, he is likely to be burned alive by the fire that will spread before he can resume his actions.

"Is it too late?"

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly. He couldn't do anything now, he could only watch this scene happen.

The flames had completely erupted from the piled corpses at this moment, and the nearby corpses were burning with a sizzling sound. A burning smell filled the air.

The bigger the fire, the stronger the supernatural power, and the stronger the supernatural power, the more terrifying the burning speed.

At this moment, the flames are actually snowballing and are at risk of getting out of control.

Even the current demons on the third floor can no longer extinguish such a fire.

Only when all the corpses here are burned out, the supernatural lacks a medium to spread, and the fire subsides, can everything return to the way it was before.

at the same time.

Another thing happened.

Near the elevator entrance on the third floor, a supernatural elevator lit up and suddenly returned here.

But as soon as the elevator door opened, it was blocked by piles of corpses.

After a brief lull, the accumulated bodies were cleared away.

Someone climbed out of the elevator following the body.

They are Xianglan, Anan, and Zhu Jian, the five of them.

"Is this the situation on the third floor? There are piles of corpses, and even the elevator is blocked. If we are targeted by ghosts, we will die miserably." Zhu Jian frowned, his expression was very solemn, he stood

On top of the piled corpses, I could feel my heart pounding.

But soon.

He was attracted by the light of the fire.

Among the corpses not far away, there was a flame burning the corpse, which was spreading towards the nearby area.

"It's Yang Jian. I saw that person. He was lying there." The fire brought light, and Dong Yulan immediately discovered Yang Jian who had fallen among the corpses.

Yang Jian was too obvious.

Because he doesn't fit in with the other corpses.

"He seems to be unable to move. Was he attacked by a ghost?" Anan guessed.

"The fire will soon spread to him. It's best to let him burn to death here, so as not to cause trouble to us later." Zhu Jian said calmly.

"That's right." Others nodded in agreement.

They and Yang Jian are now enemies rather than friends, and there are irreconcilable conflicts and contradictions between them.

Although they were unwilling to take action against Yang Jian, they were also willing to see Yang Jian die among the supernatural beings on the third floor.

"No, that's not right."

Xianglan observed the surrounding situation: "This fire was set by Yang Jian. He wanted to burn all the bodies on the third floor and then find the door hidden on the third floor. This is a very extreme approach, but there is no doubt that he

It worked."

"We can't stay on the third floor. We have to evacuate temporarily, otherwise the out-of-control fire will burn us together."

"Um?"

The expressions of the others changed suddenly when they heard this.

They thought Yang Jian came to the third floor to find an exit, but they didn't expect that Yang Jian came to the third floor to set fire to the corpse.

"Go back." Seeing that Zhu was moving very quickly, he immediately turned around and was about to leave.

However, the next moment he stopped.

The elevator behind you is no longer there.

The supernatural elevator is not under their control and will not stay on the third floor forever.

"I was careless." Zhu Jian's face looked ugly.

"Keep pressing the elevator button, the fire won't come over so quickly." Anan turned back and pressed the elevator button.

However, the elevator that we just left obviously did not come so quickly, just like what Yang Jian and others encountered before.

"You guys should be quiet for a moment. There is some movement around." Suddenly, Xianglan signaled everyone to keep quiet.

They immediately stopped talking and started listening.

Waves of crying came from unknown corpses underground and echoed on the third floor.

Soon, the echoing cries overlapped, making the sound louder and louder.

"Is someone crying?" Zhu Jian tried to find the location of the sound.

But it cannot be locked.

The crying came from all directions and the source could not be pinpointed.

"Is it the ghost on the third floor?" Anan asked in a low voice.

"I don't think so. I think it should be the supernatural being controlled by the person named Tong Qian next to Yang Jian. He has three faces, one or two of which are crying faces. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the person named Tong Qian is dead.

Dong Yulan said that she had met Tong Qian and analyzed some information.

Not waiting for anyone else to say anything.

At this time, a corpse was uncovered from the pile of corpses not far away.

Tong Qian crawled out from the pile of corpses with great difficulty.

He panted and finally got out of trouble.

"It turns out to be Tong Qian next to Yang Jian. What should we do? Do we want to kill him? If we kill a few of them, no one will stop us from finding the exit." Zhu Jian glanced at Xianglan.

Several others were silent and thinking.
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