Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

After seeing Jiang Yan's triumphant expression, Song Yu immediately realized that something was wrong.

Originally suspended in the air, he seemed to be attracted by something and fell down involuntarily.

He looked down in horror, but his body was trembling with fear, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

He saw that there was a dark asphalt road under him. The dark road without any reflection looked like an unknown abyss from a distance.

"What is this... Have I returned to reality?" He muttered to himself, his voice full of doubts and uncertainty.

In a panic, he quickly glanced at the surrounding environment, hoping to find some clues to confirm his location.

However, to his disappointment, the lingering white fog still permeated both sides of the asphalt road, making it impossible for him to see the distance clearly.

Obviously, he was still trapped in the foggy restricted area and had not really returned to the real world. The fantasy in his heart was instantly shattered.

Although he had heard of the horror of the misty restricted area, he knew nothing about the existence of the ghost road, let alone its characteristics.

After all, this ghost road is formed by highly active black blood. No matter whether it is a ghost rider or a fierce ghost, once it falls into it, it will be suppressed by the powerful black blood and eventually return to the origin of the supernatural.

Of course, the secret of this ghost road may only be known by Jiang Yan. After all, only the ghost bus can travel freely on this asphalt road without any impact.

Just now, Jiang Yan kept using the seventh-speed ghost cave, with the purpose of using the ghost road to kill Song Yu. After trying many times, he finally succeeded.

However, Song Yu is not an ordinary ghost rider. At this critical moment, he did not intend to give up.

Without hesitation, he immediately used the backtracking. As long as the backtracking was used, everything could be reversed.

After a dizzy spell, Song Yu quickly opened his eyes, but the scene in front of him terrified him.

"How is this possible!"

He stared at the bottom in disbelief, only to see that the dark asphalt road was still under him, and his body was still falling.

All this shows that backtracking doesn't work.

"Impossible... Impossible... Absolutely impossible!"

Seeing that his trump card had lost its effect, Song Yu, who was originally confident, was completely panicked at this moment.

"What the hell is that thing, why doesn't backtracking work!"

At this time, he had lost the rationality that humans should have, and the fear aggravated his evil spirit revival, and the whole person became crazy.

He couldn't believe it all, and even doubted whether he had used backtracking just now.

So he continued to use backtracking.

Once, twice, three times...

Like going crazy, Song Yu kept using backtracking, and the evil spirit revival in his body became more and more obvious, the wrinkles on his face became more and more, and the huge blood bones also grew red and white muscle fibers crazily.

The dizziness caused by backtracking came and went, like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to think.

Even if no one kills him now, he will probably die due to excessive use of the ghost resurrection.

But things did not go as he wished. No matter how hard he tried, even if he used the backtracking skill desperately, his body still fell unstoppably, as if he fell into hell.

Finally, with a muffled sound, his dozens of meters long spine fell heavily on the asphalt road.

The spine fell on the asphalt road, just like an eel fell into a frying pan, as if it was scalded, and began to twist violently. The scene was extremely tragic.

At this time, Song Yu was like a stranded fish on the shore, struggling with all his strength. However, all his efforts were in vain.

Song Yu fell uncontrollably, and Jiang Yan naturally could not escape. At this time, his ghost bus also stopped on the asphalt road, and the body of the bus turned back to black, showing the true posture of the ghost bus, but he was not affected by the black blood.

"I said, I can kill you." A cold voice came from above.

Through the front window, Jiang Yan looked down at Song Yu quietly, with no mercy in his scarlet eyes.

Song Yu fluttered like a dead fish, his head jumping up and down to avoid being eroded by the black blood, but it was in vain. Before long, his body would completely melt.

Song Yu's head stared at Jiang Yan with a hideous face, his eyes full of resentment and anger. He couldn't understand why Jiang Yan dared to kill him?

Now their lives are connected by the love lock!

If he died, Jiang Yan would not be able to live.

However, at this moment, Jiang Yan in the ghost bus was still calm, without the slightest uneasiness, as if Song Yu's death was of no importance to him.

The struggling Song Yu looked at him with a puzzled look, and graduallyturned into fear, he seemed to have thought of something.

This asphalt road can make his backtracking invalid, so can it also make the concentric lock invalid?

The more Song Yu thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed, and the fear in his eyes eventually turned into complete despair.

"No! I can't die here! Damn Jiang Yan, I won't let you go!!!"

After figuring everything out, he began to yell hysterically, but his voice seemed so weak in this foggy restricted area.

Soon, Song Yu's entire spine was eroded, and the last head rolled weakly on the asphalt road.

At this moment, his head was covered with wrinkles and corpse spots because of the severe resurrection of the evil ghost, and it had completely lost its human characteristics.

He looked up at Jiang Yan quietly, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

He thought he had reached the top of the ghost control, could become a hunter, and sit at the table of dividing the world.

But the facts proved that he was still too naive.

In the sad fantasy of a revolving lantern, Song Yu's head melted quickly and finally turned into a pool of black blood.

Song Yu, the blood warrior of Otman, died.

However, at the moment of Song Yu's death, Jiang Yan suddenly felt a palpitation. He felt something was wrong. Could it be that the effect of the Concentric Lock was activated?