Then he looked at the old woman not far away who had been nailed to the spot with coffin nails.

An idea came to mind.

"If the ghost boy eats one of Meng Xiaodong, will the ghost boy also have the ability to invade infinitely? If successful, there may be a chance to turn over."

But just when I was thinking.

Countless wet and cold arms had stretched out from Yang Jian's feet. These arms grabbed his feet, and a terrifying pulling force appeared, trying to pull him into the lake.

"Go away."

Will Ghost Lake also cause trouble at this time?

Without hesitation, he raised the cracked spear and waved it.

The hatchet slashed through it, and all the wet and cold arms were broken. The strange corpse in the water seemed to have been severely injured, rolling and twitching violently, and then quickly wandered away, no longer approaching.

But this is just one batch.

The densely packed corpses nearby gathered again, giving Yang Jian no chance to breathe.

now.

Countless Meng Xiaodong also stepped on the water and came closer. At this time, the surrounding light seemed to be dim, and Yang Jian's ghost eyes could not even illuminate everything around him.

Suddenly.

Meng Xiaodong's cold smile appeared again as he approached, and his wrinkled old hands were placed on Yang Jian's body.

Yang Jian felt his body stiffen, and some irreversible terrifying change occurred. However, this change was hard to describe, and it only made people feel creepy.

"court death."

He was frightened and furious, and struck down with the hatchet, intending to split Meng Xiaodong in half and break away from the touch.

But when the hatchet fell, it still had no effect.

The scapegoat perfectly blocked such an attack.

And with countless scapegoats in the hands of countless Meng Xiaodong, such supernatural attacks are almost ineffective.

The burning will-o'-the-wisp is extinguishing, and the surrounding ghost realm is disintegrating.

More and more old hands were placed on Yang Jian's body.

Restart!

Yang Jian restarted himself without hesitation. Both of his ghost eyes were emitting red light, and he entered the restart state.

But he was horrified to find out.

Even after entering the restart state, the arm on the body has not disappeared.

"It's useless. You also said that I can block the past. The moment I touch you, countless pasts exist and I touch you. It's useless no matter how you restart it, this game is over.

..." Meng Xiaodong said gloomily.

But the words are not finished yet.

The second coffin nail appeared, and the cracked spear penetrated her head, and she was instantly frozen.

"Second coffin nail?"

On the side, another Meng Xiaodong smiled: "You have a lot of trump cards, but it's a pity that your luck has deteriorated again at this time. This is the thing I am least afraid of."

"Did you lose?" Yang Jian entered the restart state and was unable to resist the supernatural invasion.

His body began to become older, and his body began to be gradually assimilated, as if he was turning into another Meng Xiaodong.

The most terrifying thing is that Yang Jian actually felt the appearance of another person in his consciousness.

This old man from the Republic of China actually wanted to completely replace everything in Yang Jian, even his consciousness.
Chapter completed!