Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

In the ghost den of corpse qi, under the protection of two ghost slaves, He Qian was still pierced through the chest by the black blood sword.

He was very strong after controlling the ghost corpse, and ordinary weapons could not hurt him at all, but this wooden sword without a blade and edge pierced through his body so easily.

Stained with rotten blood, the black blood sword suppressed the two ghosts in He Qian's body at the same time. Without the maintenance of supernatural power, He Qian's physiological functions quickly faded.

Soon, he tilted his head, and a sticky black blood left a strand of unwilling mouth corners. The whole person suddenly lost his breath, and the red sunglasses on his head fell to the ground powerlessly.

After his death, the ghost den of corpse qi quickly retreated, and Jiang Yan's dim ghost den controlled the entire manor without hindrance.

The ghost masters had different expressions, but they all had a deep fear of the dim yellow covering the sky.

The bright dim yellow covered everything, which was a powerful declaration of Jiang Yan's victory.

"He won... He Qian was killed by him."

"It's hard to imagine that the winner was decided in the blink of an eye. Is this a battle between strong men?"

Many ghost riders were still in a trance and still couldn't believe the sudden end of the battle. Jiang Yan and He Qian seemed to have been confronting each other for a long time, but the winner was decided in just a second.

Xiao Wen looked at Jiang Yan with sharp eyes. He was not too surprised by Jiang Yan's victory. Instead, his expression was filled with deep fear.

He thought Jiang Yan would have a thrilling one-on-one duel with He Qian, but he didn't expect Jiang Yan to drag Sister Xue in, use the ghost bus and Sister Xue to divert He Qian's attention twice, and finally kill He Qian.

Strictly speaking, He Qian was besieged and killed by Sister Xue and Jiang Yan.

"Jiang Yan's ghost den is slightly inferior to He Qian's, and He Qian is protected by ghost slaves, so the time from his appearance to launching the attack has exceeded one second. If Chen Lanxue hadn't held He Qian back at the last moment, Jiang Yan would not have won."

Xiao Wen discovered the reason sharply, and his eyes looking at Jiang Yan became subtle.

"This person is cautious and will use everything around him to create the best opportunity. He is very scheming."

Not only did the folk ghost controlers look at Jiang Yan differently, but even Sister Xue looked at him with a new eye.

She could feel that Jiang Yan had become more cautious, and the arrogance that he had used to challenge Feng Tiancan at the ghost control meeting had disappeared a lot.

Jiang Yan could naturally feel their strange looks, and he also saw the subtle changes in Sister Xue's expression.

In fact, he has always been a cautious person, but the resurrection of the evil ghost after driving the ghost bus during the National Day holiday affected his mind, making him more impatient.

But this state of mind just changed, when he was attacked by the ghost razor.

After enduring a consciousness attack, he found that his consciousness was actually bound to the ghost bus.

The ghost bus had actually been hidden deep in his consciousness, driving in his dark sea of ​​consciousness, but he had never felt the existence of the ghost bus.

The only time he had felt it before was in the ghost tomb, when he was on the verge of death after being attacked by the shovel ghost, and he saw the ghost bus inwardly.

"The ghost bus has always existed in my mind and kidnapped my consciousness." Jiang Yan quickly understood this.

However, this situation changed after being attacked by the ghost razor. The consciousness attack of the ghost razor separated him from the ghost bus and temporarily released the ghost bus from his consciousness.

And under the protection of the surrogate doll, his consciousness did not die, but regained his freedom, and then returned to the ghost bus and held the steering wheel.

From that moment on, the host and the guest were reversed, and his consciousness began to truly control the ghost bus.

"I can feel the incomparable peace of mind and body at this moment. In the past, I only controlled the power of the ghost bus, and my consciousness was still bound by the ghost bus. But now the situation is different. I can clearly feel the existence of the ghost bus, as if I can control it more flexibly."

Jiang Yan felt a subtle change in his body. The restlessness of the ghost bus's revival subsided a lot, and the ghost smoke returned to his body and merged with his body. The hideous black blood on his face also disappeared completely.

But now the hidden dangers of Ottoman have not been completely resolved. It is not the time to experience the joy of the unity of man and car here.

Thinking of this, his dark eyes immediately looked at the remaining two ghost riders of Ottoman.

The fat man and Chen Li were still in the light circle of the magic stick, leaving Shi Hui, Li Xu and others helpless.

But at this moment, they looked shocked and unbelievable.

"Brother... is dead?" Fatty was stunned when he saw He Qian, who was pierced by the black blood sword and fell to the ground. He obviously had not accepted this reality yet.

"Brother is so powerful, how could he die... Impossible! This is an illusion. The people at the headquarters want to create an illusion to lure us out. After all, they are very good at gods.The light stick can't do anything."

Chen Li was also surprised, but he had become obviously old due to excessive use of the magic stick, with dense wrinkles on his face and his hair turning gray.

"No, he's looking over here! Run!" After noticing Jiang Yan's unfriendly eyes, Chen Li was suddenly startled and urged the fat man to run away quickly.

The fat man also reacted immediately and urged the ghost to escape.

Just then, a loud gunshot exploded in the ears of the two.

"Bang!"

A golden bullet accurately hit the fat ghost rider's eyebrows.

"Bhao..." The fat man cursed angrily, but his voice gradually became weak, as if it was a sigh.

Soon, he fell to the ground, staring blankly at the sky with terrified eyes, and died with his eyes open.

Jiang Yan in the distance held a golden pistol, and then pointed the muzzle of the gunpowder at Chen Li, and said in a cold tone:

"Tell me everything about the magic stick. "

Looking at the dark muzzle of the gun, Chen Li swallowed nervously, but still felt confident with the protection of the magic stick:

"It's useless. Your gun can kill him, but it can't kill me. If you want the information of the magic stick, you must promise not to kill me."

Jiang Yan's expression suddenly became cold after hearing this. He didn't expect that this Otman member dared to negotiate with him. He thought for a while, and a slightly evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I admire your courage. Okay, I promise you in the name of the person in charge of Dachuan City that I will not attack you."

Chen Li was still a little worried after hearing this, and continued to add conditions:

"No, you have to ensure that other people here can't kill me."

After hearing this, Jiang Yan frowned slightly, thinking that Chen Li was a little too much, and did not agree with him:

"Don't be too arrogant. I know that the use of the magic stick requires a price, and I don't believe you can use it all the time. "

Chen Li panicked after hearing this. Jiang Yan was right. The use of the magic stick did require a heavy price. He couldn't hold on for long.

But he also knew Jiang Yan's desire for the magic stick and felt that he could use it to threaten him.

"I know you want the magic stick very much. If you don't agree to me, I will destroy it."

Jiang Yan's expression suddenly became serious after hearing this. Maybe Chen Li was just bluffing, but he didn't dare to bet.

After all, the red oil-paper umbrella used by Qiu Hao before could also explode, and the magic stick might also have a similar situation...