Mysterious Resurrection: I am Jiang Shang, commanding ghosts and becoming a god

Chapter 335 Broken wrist
As Jiang Shan broke into the rooms of the ancestral hall one after another, the peace of the ancestral hall and the ghost village seemed to be broken. As the crisp sound of shattering mirrors came from the direction of the caisson, the entire ancestral hall began to present a strange state of overlapping reality and illusion, and the terrorist attack came as expected.

Faintly, Jiang Shan saw the terrifying bloody figure in his mind.

Afterwards, the attacking spirit dissipated, and the cold aura retreated from behind Jiang Shan. Then, accompanied by a series of footsteps in the darkness, a ghost gradually moved away, ending the attack.

"Damn it, just standing here I will be inexplicably attacked by evil spirits. This place is too dangerous." Jiang Shan's consciousness gradually recovered. He shook his head, and the feeling of dizziness gradually eased.

But just as he stood firm, he caught a glimpse of a figure rushing out of the darkness and heading straight towards him.

"It looks like there's something wrong with the game, so let me see what this thing is."

Jiang Shan's eyes were cold; the silver light and bloody writing converged and formed an impenetrable wall blocking his sight.

However, he then felt a huge force coming.

The silver light was almost dispersed, and even because of this collision, the color was a little dim, but it was the most dangerous moment, because at this time the ghost domain of the dead-faced ghost no longer had any substantial spiritual power, that is to say, the ghost domain can only be used for perception.

What's worse is that the bloody words on the ground were instantly shattered. At the same time, the huge force was transmitted to his body, causing Jiang Shan to fall out and fly straight into the second room he wanted to enter just now. He rolled on the ground for several times before stopping.

"What a vicious ghost, it finally attacked me."

Jiang Shan felt severe pain all over his body at this moment, as if his body was falling apart and he almost lost consciousness.

But that was all. Although the ghost domain of the Dead Face Ghost lost most of its abilities at that moment, and the word "ghost" was suppressed to the point where it could not be controlled at all, this situation only lasted for a few seconds, and the control of the supernatural was once again back in his hands.

Once again, silver light filled the surroundings, and Jiang Shan tried to see clearly what it was.

However, the next moment, the black shadow flashed and disappeared into the ghost realm. It seemed that because the balance was broken, the surrounding supernatural interference was serious. The ghost realm of the dead-faced ghost could not see too far and could only watch the black shadow escape.

"I haven't felt this much pain in a long time. The horror of that evil ghost is comparable to the ghost painting, or even scarier."

There is no need to explain how horrifying the ghost painting is, and its ghost domain is an unsolvable existence. If it were not for the characteristics of the dead-faced ghost domain, Jiang Shan would not even be able to do anything with it, and could only do what he could to barely save his life.

The feeling that the evil ghost attacking him now gave him was just like the feeling he had when he first saw the ghost painting before the dead-faced ghost grew up, and this kind of ghost was more "brutal".

Just as Jiang Shan got up from the ground and continued to observe the surrounding situation in the ghost realm, he suddenly saw with his naked eyes the bronze mirror that he had thrown on the ground and had never found in the ghost realm. At this moment, there seemed to be something extra in the bronze mirror. It was a vague black shadow.

Meanwhile, the beams in reality were oozing black blood.

If Jiang Shan could see the situation in the other seven rooms at this moment, he would find that all the seven rooms used to "suppress" the ghost village began to show the same abnormality, with blood seeping from the beams, and shadows with clear faces and blurry figures began to appear in every corner of the room. This was a sign that the ghost village began to reversely erode the ancestral hall.

Just as Jiang Shan was about to approach the bronze mirror, the outline of a human face suddenly appeared on the surface of the bronze mirror. The black shadow with Jiang Shan's face in the mirror actually reached out and grabbed the whip in reality.

Jiang Shan felt cold fingers climbing up the whip to his wrist. The touched skin instantly showed blue-gray corpse spots. He swung the whip without hesitation to break the wrist whose skin had turned blue-gray. Then he lashed the blood-red whip towards the bronze mirror.

"Boom!"

There was no sound of the bronze mirror shattering as expected. Instead, Jiang Shan's attack missed and hit the ground hard. The huge force even caused the floor tiles to crack. The spider-shaped cracks made Jiang Shan frown.

"It actually missed? Are you kidding me?!"

At the moment, he was in no mood to care about his broken arm that was still bleeding. The fact that the arm of his "past self" could be eroded in an instant meant that the ghost that attacked him was powerful enough that he could not resist it.

If he had been ruthless enough to take drastic measures at that time, he would most likely have been affected by the supernatural or even killed by now.

What Jiang Shan cares most about at the moment is whether the bronze mirror that cannot be detected by the ghost realm really exists. It is difficult for him to be disturbed by other supernatural forces in the ghost realm, and hallucinations and false illusions are impossible. What he sees with his naked eyes is real.

But the truth is that the bronze mirror disappeared the moment it was touched by the long whip wrapped with the ghost character.
Before Jiang Shan could think, a black shadow instantly appeared in the ghost realm. Jiang Shan took a deep breath, adjusted his state, stood up again, raised the blood-red whip, and whipped towards the black shadow that suddenly appeared beside him.

In the silver light, a dead man's leg was pulled out and fell into a corner of the room, and the black shadow disappeared from Jiang Shan's sight again as expected.

It was suspected to be the same evil ghost that wanted to attack again, but was easily beaten back by Jiang Shan, and the evil ghost seemed to have paid a certain price.

But the situation will not improve at all.

Jiang Shan now didn't even know what kind of evil spirit was attacking him, and he could feel that the surroundings were getting colder and colder, as if he was in a cold storage, and the uneasiness in his heart began to grow stronger.

His intuition told him that changes had already occurred in this ancestral hall and the ghost village, and the longer he stayed here, the more dangers he would encounter. Although the supernatural power he controlled was very strong and could resist the attacks of evil spirits again and again, there were times when his defense was flawed and he would occasionally be attacked by evil spirits and get hurt.

The familiar scene made him think of a saying - boiling a frog in warm water.

Jiang Shan had no time to pay attention to the leg in the corner of the room, and he couldn't even check it. Then his feet were hugged by a cold corpse. The pair of stiff hands pinched his calves tightly, and the fingers were already embedded in the flesh.

(End of this chapter)