Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

In the dark and cramped ghost bus, the dozen or so bloody corpses sat quietly on the seats. As Jiang Yan approached, they all trembled involuntarily, because at this moment Jiang Yan controlled half of the ghost bus's supernatural powers and had already had an impact on these evil spirits.

He came to the end of the car and looked down at the black coffin under his feet.

The black coffin was extremely black, without any reflection, as if it was smeared with rough black blood, emitting a mixed smell of corpse odor and blood.

"Is it finally time to use it..." Jiang Yan frowned slightly, and he was a little confused.

However, this was not the time to hesitate, and the martyr would not give him time.

He kicked the lid of the black coffin open with one foot, "bang", with a muffled sound, the coffin lid was easily kicked open.

Unlike in the past, after the black coffin was opened this time, there was no thick black smoke coming out, and this ordinary opening process could not help but make people feel a little disappointed.

However, some black ashes were scattered, just like opening a wooden box that had been sealed for a long time, although those black ashes also disappeared into the air quickly.

After the coffin lid was opened, the rough inner wall of the black coffin came into view. At this moment, the inside of the black coffin was no longer filled with thick black smoke like before.

Everything was ordinary, as if this black coffin was just an ordinary wooden box.

And the black blood sword that Jiang Yan cared about the most was lying quietly in the center of the black coffin. Although it was also pitch black, it had a little luster in the pitch black, and it looked simple and mysterious.

After observing the state of the black blood sword, Jiang Yan frowned slightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed across his face.

Unlike what he expected, the black blood sword still did not return to its original appearance. There was still a palm-sized area on the tip of the sword emitting black smoke, but the black smoke was also very fine, and as soon as it was emitted, it disappeared without a trace in the air.

Facing the Black Blood Sword that had not been fully restored, Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. If he used it by force, he didn't know what the consequences would be.

But at this moment, he was forced to use it.

Gritting his teeth, he stretched out his dark left hand and slowly held the Black Blood Sword in his hand.

In an instant, the cold feeling spread rapidly along the palm of his hand, as if to freeze his entire arm. Jiang Yan was also a little uneasy, and the various consequences of forcibly using the Black Blood Sword emerged in his mind.

He waited quietly, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

The last half a minute passed, and still nothing happened.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but reveal a sly smile.

It's done!

Although the Black Blood Sword has not been fully restored, there is no other reaction after he grasped the Black Blood Sword, which is a world of difference from the previous attempt.

In any case, as long as he can hold the sword, he has the opportunity to try to use the Black Blood Sword at this moment.

He held the Black Blood Sword and slowly walked down the Ghost Bus.

Xu Feng in the sky, Wu Ge, Xiao Wen, and Huo Zhongyi not far away all looked at Jiang Yan in surprise, with confusion on their faces.

They felt a little strange when they saw Jiang Yan suddenly enter the Ghost Bus, but they could probably guess that Jiang Yan went in to get a certain supernatural weapon.

When they really saw the Black Blood Sword in Jiang Yan's hand, their faces reacted differently.

Huo Zhongyi didn't react much, after all, he didn't even know about Black Blood, let alone recognize the Black Blood Sword.

Xu Feng and Wu Ge were both very shocked. They knew the existence of Black Blood, and naturally recognized that the black wooden sword was some kind of weapon related to Black Blood, but they probably didn't know the purpose of the Black Blood Sword.

After seeing the Black Blood Sword, Xiao Wen smiled and his eyes flashed with a gleam, as if he had thought of something.

Ignoring their reactions, Jiang Yan held the Black Blood Sword and stepped on the lake.

"I haven't used it for so long. Let me see if your power has changed..."

He held the Black Blood Sword tightly, and then quickly covered it with the Red and Yellow Ghost Cave. Soon, the Black Blood Sword was wrapped in a layer of red and yellow light film, but this time the red and yellow light film did not completely wrap the Black Blood Sword.

It stopped at the palm-sized tip of the Black Blood Sword, where there was still a faint black smoke.

However, even with such an incomplete ghost cave coverage, the Black Blood Sword also changed. The part covered by the red and yellow light film quickly changed from black to a hideous blood red.

At the same time, Jiang Yan's vision was also covered by a rich blood red.

"It seems that the scarlet vision is about to appear..." Jiang Yan thought to himself. The way to use the Black Blood Sword has not changed much. This pointHe was quite satisfied.

Soon, the evil spirits he remembered began to gradually appear in front of him, including the oily corpse ghost in Gongyue Village, the tall evil ghost, the ghost mother in the candy amusement park, and even the skinned ghost in the blood mist incident in Dachuan City.

At this moment, these evil ghosts seemed to be covered with sticky red blood, no longer as ethereal as before.

At the same time, the recent ghost riders also appeared in his field of vision, including Xu Feng, Wu Ge, and the two martyrs, but compared with those evil ghosts, the figures of these ghost riders seemed much more illusory.

Without hesitation, Jiang Yan immediately found the ferryman among the group of red figures. It sat alone on the wooden boat, which was out of tune with the surrounding red shadows and was very easy to identify.

"Found you."

Without saying a word, Jiang Yan aimed at the ferryman and slashed the black blood sword...