Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

Just as Jiang Yan was about to break into the church, a ghost slave slowly walked out of the forest and said something that shocked him.

"What did you say... Carl's body?" Jiang Yan frowned slightly, as if he realized something was wrong.

There is no doubt that the "Carl" mentioned by this ghost slave should be a member of the Martyrs, that is, "Carl Beck" ranked second in the world!

And the body of Carl mentioned by this ghost thing, could it be the charred mummy in the church?

Jiang Yan thought it should be like this. The mummy seemed to be one of the puzzle pieces that Carl wanted to get. If he got it, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Brother Jiang, who is the Carl he is talking about..." Shi Hui was stunned for a moment. There are many people named Carl in the world, and he didn't know who this person was.

However, this name can make Jiang Yan's expression so serious, it must be not simple.

"That Carl is the second-ranked ghost rider in the world, and should be the leader of the American Martyrs Organization." Jiang Yan explained in a low voice.

"What! Martyrs..." Although Shi Hui had never heard of Carl, he had heard a little about the Martyrs. After all, the Martyrs were the first publicly appeared ghost control organization in the world, and they appeared several years earlier than the headquarters, so their foundation was not ordinary.

"Could it be that this church is related to the Martyrs..." Shi Hui said his guess.

Jiang Yan nodded, and then turned to the ghost slave. If he guessed correctly, the one who controlled the ghost slave should also be a member of the Martyrs.

In other words, the Martyrs' people have been monitoring this forest.

"Are you also a member of the Martyrs? What's your name? Is this church related to you? What is your purpose?" Jiang Yan asked coldly.

The ghost slave with a pale face sneered after hearing this, and said in a creepy hoarse voice:

"Hehe, you don't deserve to know. You just need to know that the ghost controllers of your Dragon Country are about to face a disaster, hahahaha!"

Jiang Yan's face turned cold. It seemed that this person would not reveal any useful information, so he swung the guillotine and the knife fell.

A sharp cold light flashed, and the ghost slave in black priest clothes immediately fell to the ground with a slight muffled sound.

Shi Hui was a little surprised watching from the side:

"Brother Jiang, you just killed him like this? Maybe we can get more information by torturing him."

"It's useless. That guy just used some means to attach his consciousness to the ghost slave. His body is not here." Jiang Yan explained.

This situation reminded him of Luo Xie before. Luo Xie can also use the ghost clone to transfer consciousness between different clones. The supernatural powers of this martyr should be similar.

At this moment, there was a sudden movement in the dark forest, and another ghost slave with a pale face slowly walked out of the forest.

It looked at the two people, with a ferocious smile on its face:

"Are you angry to this extent? No way... No matter how angry you are, it's useless. Lord Karl's power is absolute. No matter how you struggle, the final result is death. Dragon Country will eventually become our property, hahahaha..."

"Oh my god, that guy is alive again!" Shi Hui said a little shocked.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan frowned slightly and felt a little tricky. The guillotine's beheading just now was not successful. It is estimated that the martyr member transferred his consciousness before he launched the attack.

"Humph, little foreign devil, you are so rampant, do you think I can't kill you!" Jiang Yan laughed grimly, and a strange flower fragrance suddenly emanated from his body.

"Xiaolu, take him away." Jiang Yan glanced at Xiaolu and ordered.

Xiao Lu immediately understood what he meant and flashed to Shi Hui's side. Shi Hui was a little confused and didn't know what Jiang Yan wanted to do. When he came to his senses, he was taken more than ten meters away by Xiao Lu.

The ghost slave on the opposite side heard Jiang Yan's words, and a ferocious smile like a crescent moon appeared on his face, and his voice suddenly became sinister:

"Kill me? This joke is not funny... Hehe, if you want to kill me, then come on..."

"Come on..."

"Come on..."

"Come on..."

In an instant, dozens of the same voices rang in the forest, like the eerie cry of crows, which sounded extremely weird.

At the same time, more and more ghost slaves walked out of the forest, they all had the same weird smiles, and said the same words:

"A mere ant dares to shout at our sacred martyrs, it's really overestimating one's own abilities..."

"Overestimating one's own abilities..."

"Overestimating one's own abilities..."

"Overestimating one's own abilities..."

Facing this group of weird ghost slaves, Jiang Yan realized that heThe previous guess was wrong. The other party's ability was not only to transfer consciousness among the ghost slaves, but also to control multiple ghost slaves.

These ghost slaves were like his puppets. Even if he used a guillotine to behead all of them, he would only cut off the silk thread that controlled the puppets, and there was no way to hurt the main body.

However, he was not panicked. After all, in terms of consciousness, no one could be stronger than the ghost bride.

In an instant, his body was suddenly shrouded by a strange and mysterious red blood light. This blood light was like a layer of scarlet gauze, wrapping him tightly, making his whole body exude a creepy breath.

Then, a figure in a bright red wedding dress slowly appeared behind him. This figure was like a blooming blood-colored flower, exuding a strange and charming charm.

The bride had an extremely beautiful face, and anyone who saw her would feel a thrill. Her facial features were so delicate that they seemed to be carefully carved by God's hands, and every line was so flawless.

However, if you stare at her face carefully for a long time, you will find an indescribable sense of strangeness coming to your heart. Her beauty seems to transcend the scope of human beings, and there is a clear difference between her and ordinary people.

Her skin presents a pale tone, without the slightest blood color, as if it is condensed from ice and snow. Her eyes are deep and cold, revealing an indifferent and alienated look.

Her lips are painted with bright lipstick, but they look unusually charming, as if it is a touch of death.

"This is..." Shi Hui was stunned for a long time when he saw the ghost bride. He was shocked by the beauty of the ghost bride at first, and then suddenly felt that this thing was not human, and his scalp was numb.

"Oh my god, this dead Jiang Yan has taken another one..." He muttered in his heart, and then he did not forget to glance at the little green next to him, fearing that his voice would be heard by this ghost thing.

After seeing the ghost bride, the ghost slaves who came out of the forest seemed to have noticed something and stopped in unison.

They all tilted their heads to 45 degrees and said in a hoarse voice:

"Hey hey hey, holy shit, what the hell is this!!!"

Jiang Yan didn't want to waste time talking to him, and said in a cold tone:

"Ghost bride, kill him."

As soon as the voice fell, blood-colored petals floated in the sky, and the rich floral fragrance mixed with the stench of corpses spread out...