Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

At the edge of the dark and cold lake, Huo Zhongyi was struggling to pull the straw rope. This kind of straw rope is easy to pull at the beginning, but after a long time, especially when it is about to succeed, it will become extremely difficult.

However, the progress of the tug-of-war has not yet reached the final stage, Huo Zhongyi can barely cope with it, and the ferryman's boat is also slowly descending at a steady speed.

Above the dark lake, the red and yellow light path is still slowly extending, and Jiang Yan just walks on the light path and keeps walking towards the ferryman.

However, this ferryman is very cunning, and has been using teleportation to keep a distance from Jiang Yan, making it difficult for him to approach. Moreover, Jiang Yan has been using the Eye of Imprisonment on this person. After a long time, his eyes are extremely sore. It is estimated that he will not be able to hold on for long.

There is no doubt that this ferryman is the most difficult opponent he has ever seen. Compared with the previous Song Yu, he is even more difficult.

While Jiang Yan was worried, the ferryman also felt it was difficult. His purpose was to delay time for Carl and others under the lake, but he was afraid that if he continued like this, he would die in Jiang Yan's hands.

After thinking about it, the ferryman seemed to be ready to use other means. He saw him slowly paddling the water with the oar bent more than 30 degrees.

"Hua La~Hua La~Hua La~"

With the crisp slapping sounds, the sound of the rippling dark lake water echoed on the cold lake surface, like an ancient and mysterious movement, playing in this silent world.

Gradually, a light mist began to rise from the lake. At first, it was as light as a veil, floating on the water surface vaguely. Then, the mist began to spread, like a silent storm, spreading rapidly, and soon covered the entire lake.

Even Jiang Yan, who was in the seventh-level ghost den, was surrounded by the mist.

He frowned slightly, and looked at the mist beside him carefully with his scarlet eyes, feeling a little surprised.

These mists actually ignored his seventh-level ghost cave and invaded directly. They were like invisible ghosts, quietly infiltrating his ghost cave, making him feel a strange chill.

Moreover, being in this mist, he felt his body getting colder and colder, as if something terrible was approaching.

This coldness was not only the drop in temperature from the outside world, but also a fear and uneasiness that penetrated deep into his bones. His body trembled slightly, his muscles were tense, and he watched everything around him vigilantly.

Suddenly, a slight ripple sound came from the calm water, breaking the original tranquility.

Jiang Yan looked at the source of the sound vigilantly, and saw a small black wooden boat drifting slowly towards him along the waves.

This unmanned small wooden boat looked particularly strange in the gray-white mist, as if it came from another world.

As time went by, the sound of water waves came from all around. Jiang Yan was surprised to find that there was more than one small wooden boat, but more and more black shadows approached him. These small wooden boats floated silently like ghosts, giving people an inexplicable fear.

At this moment, a thought flashed through Jiang Yan's mind, and he remembered the information about the ferryman mentioned by Xu Feng before:

"If you touch the ferryman's wooden boat, you will die."

At that time, he didn't quite understand why someone would be stupid enough to touch those wooden boats, but now he understands that these wooden boats are approaching in a dense crowd, and it is difficult not to touch them.

In other words, it is only a matter of time before you are touched by these wooden boats.

If it is just one wooden boat, it is easy to deal with it. With so many wooden boats besieging, even if Jiang Yan's left hand is powerful, he can't save the situation.

"Could it be that I have fallen into a trap..." He suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. Perhaps the purpose of the ferryman just now was to lead him deep into this black lake and then use this killer move.

Thinking of this, he frowned slightly. Now it was his turn to be in trouble.

"No, we must get rid of the ferryman quickly, otherwise we will be exhausted by these wooden boats." He began to feel anxious, but now the only way to quickly kill the ferryman was probably to drive the ghost bride.

But after just destroying the ghost prison, the ghost bride seemed a little tired, and his orders did not work on it for the time being. Otherwise, he would have called the ghost bride out at the beginning, so why would he do it himself.

Xiao Wen and Huo Zhongyi on the opposite side also found something unusual. Through the thin layer of mist, they could see a large number of black wooden boats approaching Jiang Yan, like a group of hyenas besieging prey.

They naturally remembered the information that Jiang Yan had mentioned to them before. Those wooden boats were very scary, and ordinary people would die if they touched them.

Although they knew that Jiang Yan was very powerful, how could he resist such a powerful person alone?Many wooden boats.

In the gray-white fog, wooden boats continued to appear one by one, as if there was no end. Any ghost rider who had no way to escape would die on the spot.

Xiao Wen and Huo Zhongyi watched nervously. If Jiang Yan died here, everything would be over.

Looking at the wooden boats around him, Jiang Yan also felt a little tricky, but he was not without a way to deal with it. At this time, as long as he shuttled to the fog restricted area, he might be able to avoid these wooden boats.

Without hesitation, Jiang Yan immediately urged the seventh-level ghost cave and prepared to go to the fog restricted area.

In an instant, the red-yellow light bloomed, and Jiang Yan's figure became blurred in this light.

However, the ferryman hidden in the depths of the mist seemed to have expected Jiang Yan to do this. Although his movements had become very slow under the constraints of the Eye of Imprisonment, he had already put the oars on the water in advance and tapped them gently at this moment.

Just like before, the huge ripple spread rapidly, and Jiang Yan's seventh-level ghost cave was also washed away by the ripple, and his originally blurred figure became clear again.

The process of teleporting to the misty restricted area was interrupted again.

His face suddenly became gloomy, and his scarlet eyes stared at the wooden boats in front of him, and then he shouted coldly:

"Xu Feng! At this time, why don't you come out! If I die, you can't live!"

The low and loud voice echoed on the lake, and everyone present was shocked after hearing it.

"Xu Feng... Isn't he the leader of O'Dam?" Huo Zhongyi looked terrified. In his impression, Xu Feng should be the enemy of the headquarters, but from Jiang Yan's words, it seems that this is not the case.

The ferryman hiding behind the mist on the opposite side was even more shocked after hearing it, and his dry old face also showed resentment. He didn't expect Xu Feng to collude with the other party and become the sixth.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a dead silence around, with only the sound of water flowing as groups of wooden boats kept approaching.

However, Jiang Yan still stood there calmly. He knew that Xu Feng must have been watching around for a long time, but he was just unwilling to take action.

After all, due to the threat of the Heart Lock, Xu Feng could not ignore him.

These wooden boats could just be used to force this Warrior of Light out.

Of course, Jiang Yan naturally had other means, but he didn't want to reveal too many cards in front of Xu Feng.

After a while, the sky was suddenly shrouded in dazzling golden light, and a hearty laugh resounded across the lake:

"Hahaha! Jiang Yan, you are really a spoiler. The other party is only one person, and you exposed me. This is too damaging to my style!"

Above the sky, Xu Feng was wearing a white shirt, with golden hair and golden eyes, and shining with golden light, like a god descending from the sky...