Chapter 240, Take a Sleep

"2."

Yang Jian glanced at his teammates and asked them all to raise their hands.

Most of them are ghost riders who control one or two ghosts.

Not more than two years.

The chance to save lives is now before us.

Yang Jian didn't want them to miss this opportunity.

Li Yang raised his hand, and others also raised their hands.

The moment they raised their hands, all the ghosts on their bodies disappeared, and the ghosts turned into paintings that appeared in the ghost realm.

"1."

"ended."

Yunming finished the countdown.

It's too late to regret now.

"Well, everyone, go back and live your own lives! Since you have chosen this path, you must keep going. As for the resurrection of evil spirits in the future, don't worry, I will clean up your mess."

Yun Ming snapped his fingers lightly.

In an instant, a painting appeared in front of everyone.

This is a very large painting with a coffin in it.

The coffin opened, and endless darkness poured out from the painting.

A scary ghost came out of the darkness.

The ghost was wearing a black official uniform and was tied with black chains all over his body.

Ghost messenger.

A ghost that can suppress ghosts unconditionally.

The ghost catcher is now a piece of the puzzle in Yun Ming's body and can use Yun Ming's power.

And now Yun Ming has eaten hundreds of thousands of ghosts.

In other words, the number of people that the ghost catcher can suppress is hundreds of thousands.

no doubt.

No ghost rider can control hundreds of thousands of ghosts.

To control so many ghosts, one must have an eternal and unchanging will.

"With him around, there will be no more ghosts in the world."

When the ghost appeared, everyone was trembling.

That's not even on the same level.

"Goodbye, everyone."

The next moment, all the ghost riders were thrown out of the ghost realm and returned to where they came from.

"Next, let's deal with the riot in the spiritual land!"

The haunted place is one that requires the most advanced ghost handlers to suppress it.

And now Yun Ming has to suppress all the supernatural places by himself.

The waves of Ghost Lake were surging, and countless evil ghosts were trying to climb out of the Ghost Lake...

Suddenly, a hundred-meter-long spear descended from the sky and pierced through the Ghost Lake like a magic needle, making the place peaceful.

Baishui Town is a fake world, but the ghost riders inside are really powerful.

As soon as Yun Ming stepped in here, he was met with the most terrifying attack.

Zhang Dong led the old monsters from the Republic of China era and appeared in front of Yun Ming.

"You deserve to die."

Zhang Dong stretched out his hand and waved it lightly, trying to kill Yun Ming.

Yun Ming just looked at him indifferently.

"Don't say you are a fake Zhang Dong. Even if you are real, what can it matter?"

Endless darkness came from behind Yun Ming, and a ghost messenger appeared, followed by countless ghost messengers.

This is a ghost slave. Since Yun Ming now controls all the ghosts in the world, even the ghost slaves possess power above double S level.

Hundreds of ghost slaves unconditionally suppress the evil ghosts.

Even Zhang Dong couldn't kill so many double S-level ghost slaves in an instant.

The earth was surging, and countless graves covered the sky like waves.

Infinite invasion, Yun Ming felt that his past self seemed to be invaded by something.

Knock on the door, door opening...

The curse of death is accumulating madly.

A hatchet appeared in Li Qingzhi's hand, and the ghost figure behind him stood up.

Countless rag dolls appeared in front of Meng Xiaodong's body, serving as substitutes.

Mr. Qin was talking on the phone with his future self when he drove the bus into Yunming.

"Why is there no sound in the future? I'm calling myself in one second. Am I going to be dead in one second?"

The moment this thought came to mind, a second passed.

Endless darkness engulfed them, and in just a moment, everyone died.

"Fake is fake." Yun Ming just took a look at Baishui Town, and then Baishui Town turned into a painting.

A beautiful landscape painting.

At three meters long, this landscape painting hangs quietly in the living room of a building, like a door.

An old house from the Republic of China period appeared on the outskirts of the city.

Yunming pushed open the door of the old house.

Zhang Dong was sitting on the armchair and rocking it.

Yun Ming only stayed for a moment and then left.

The suburbs were covered with black forests, and the black trees were dry and without any leaves.

The strange ship was docked at the port, empty and with nothing on it.

The broken ship's rudder makes it feel somewhat incomplete.

After a while, Yunming came over holding the rudder of the ship.

"rest in peace!"

Yunming put the puzzle piece together.

The world of consciousness is also a mysterious place, suppressed.

Church, spiritual place, repression.

It didn't take long for Yun Ming to suppress all the supernatural places.

These mysterious places have become part of the world of ghost paintings and become pieces of the puzzle.

"This is the end."

Zhang Xianguang looked at this huge ghost world and spoke.

"Yes, it's over."

Yun Ming spoke while standing at the intersection in the city center.

As a god, he should suppress all supernatural beings.

This is the Yin-Yang Road, a mysterious road created by a powerful ghost rider long ago.

As long as this road is blocked, the supernatural can be put to an end.

And now this road will lead to the world of ghost paintings.

If evil ghosts want to go to the real world, they need to invade the real world through layers of ghost realms.

And now, they are invading the world of ghost paintings.

Yunming unconsciously recalled a story from Journey to the West.

The lion demon opened his mouth and turned it into a cave, waiting for Monkey King to come in and then eat him in one bite.

That's it now.

The ghost painting world has a big mouth, and the Yin-Yang Road is the road leading into this mouth.

Once here, ghosts will only be eaten.

When everything was over, Yunming saw Zhang Xianguang off.

Time always passes quickly, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The real world is extremely peaceful.

All the supernatural items in the headquarters disappeared, and at the same time, all the supernatural things in the world also disappeared.

Only a few ghost riders survived. Since there were no evil ghosts anymore, these ghost riders no longer needed to use the power of ghosts frequently.

And when their evil spirits revive, a ghost will appear in the darkness and drag them into hell.

That's where they should be.

The drugstore owner smiled as the evil ghost revived. He witnessed the end of the supernatural era and he could die with a smile.

Yang Jian lived like a normal person for this year, often playing games with Zhang Wei, but never saw Yun Ming again.

On this day, Yang Jian received a text message.

Text message from headquarters.

As the captain of the headquarters, he had been keeping an eye on everything, and he noticed that the paranormal circle was disappearing.

When all the ghost riders who controlled one or two ghosts died, the only ones left were this group of weirdos.

"Headquarters, disbanded!"

After reading the text message, Yang Jian whispered to himself, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

The sun outside is warm.

hell.

Yunming stands in the world of ghost paintings.

In his hand he held a piece of parchment.

There was only one line of words written on the parchment.

"My name is Yunming. When you read this, I have already controlled all the evil spirits in the world, but it is time for me to fall asleep."

"Well, after being busy for so long, it's time to get some sleep. Let's get some sleep."

A coffin appeared in front of Yunming, and Yunming lay down in the coffin as if he was lying on his own bed.

The coffin closed instantly.

Without the interference of Yun Ming's will, this place will always operate according to the established rules.

Like hell, this is the final destination of all evil spirits.
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