Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

Carl's attack was extremely overbearing. With a simple sword, Zhu Yan was sent flying a hundred meters away. His body was also severely damaged by this blow. If he were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago after such an attack.

But Zhu Yan was still alive, and he still felt a little sorry for losing this body.

It seemed that this body was very important to him, and it was also an important skin that allowed him to survive as a human being.

At this moment, this body was destroyed, which meant that Zhu Yan could no longer return to the ordinary life he had before.

"Come out, damn thing!"

He cursed, and black smoke suddenly overflowed from his body. They were like a black silk, connecting the sky and the earth.

The black smoke seemed to be a sentry smoke, attracting some existence.

Soon, a rustling metal collision sound came from not far away. The sound was fragmented and noisy, like the sound of a lot of chains rubbing against each other.

On the ghost bus, everyone watched the changes in Zhu Yan's body quietly.

Jiang Yan stared at the black smoke coming out of Zhu Yan, his eyes didn't blink, as if he wanted to see through it.

His eyes moved slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face, as if he had noticed something.

"How can this black smoke be so familiar?"

He muttered to himself, trying to recall whether he had encountered a similar situation before. As time passed, the black smoke continued to dissipate and gradually spread.

Jiang Yan's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, his heartbeat began to accelerate, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, his face instantly darkened, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes. His lips trembled slightly, and he muttered in a low voice:

"Substitute doll!"

That's right, he finally remembered. In the previous blood mist incident, he had dripped his blood on the surrogate doll, and a scene very similar to the present appeared at that time.

And the final result of the black smoke at that time was to attract a terrifying and extremely deadly ghost. Thinking of this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Could it be that the thing will really come over..." Jiang Yan began to speculate in his heart.

Soon, his guess came true. A blurry black shadow appeared out of thin air a hundred meters away. It was pitch black and exuded thick smoke, as if it had just walked out of a fire scene.

"It really came over..." Jiang Yan's pupils dilated slightly, feeling a little unbelievable.

At that time, the method given by the ghost tank used this life-seeking ghost to balance the tall ghost, and this life-seeking ghost was the ghost behind the headquarters' scapegoat doll, so powerful that it could interrupt the killing rules of most ghosts.

And Jiang Yan never thought that Zhu Yan was the driver of this life-seeking ghost!

But it's not surprising if you think about it carefully. Zhu Yan has the terrifying supernatural power of the ghost fire, so naturally he also controls other terrible supernatural powers to balance it, but this life-seeking ghost is really beyond his expectations.

Xu Feng on the side was also a little shocked. He had been in the supernatural circle for a long time, so he had naturally heard about the surrogate dolls.

For example, the so-called surrogate doll only attracted the attention of a more terrifying ghost, thereby interrupting the killing rules of other ghosts and achieving the purpose of escape.

Some people also attracted this terrifying ghost because they used too many surrogate dolls, but it was only spread by word of mouth, and there was no substantial eyewitness information.

So at that time they were all skeptical about the existence of this ghost, but they didn't expect that this ghost really appeared at this moment.

"Ka la ka la ~"

The sound of the chain became clearer and louder. In just a few seconds, the charred figure came in front of everyone.

Through the dirty windows of the ghost bus, under perfect defense, they could finally see the true face of this terrifying ghost up close.

However, even in such a safe environment, looking at the life-seeking ghost, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill.

The evil ghost was wrapped in dense chains, which seemed to come from hell, extending from the ground and tightly binding the evil ghost.

It hunched its back, as if it was a prisoner trying to break free from the chains, as if it had just experienced the burning flames of hell, its skin had been carbonized, and its body was emitting thick smoke with the stench of corpses.

In its strong and powerful hands, it held a huge sickle as red as blood, flashing with cold light, which was creepy. This sickle seemed to be the sickle of the god of death from hell, ready to ruthlessly harvest lives.

With every step it took, the tightly wrapped chains on its body began to move, making bursts of harsh metal friction sounds, as if the melody of death was playing in the air.It played.

Finally, it came to Zhu Yan and stopped quietly, like an old man, hunched over, standing there in a daze, motionless.

Suddenly, on the face of the soul-seeking ghost, which was tightly wrapped in chains, the chains where the eyes should have been were stretched open by a powerful force, revealing a scarlet right eye.

This eye exuded a hideous and rich blood-red light, which made people shudder.

At the same time, Zhu Yan, who was lying on the ground, also had a similar reaction in his scarlet left eye on the red hood, which also burst into a rich blood-red light, as hot as a burning flame, and complemented the eyes of the soul-seeking ghost.

These two red eyes seemed to be resonating, echoing each other, forming a strange connection. Their light became stronger and stronger, as if to penetrate the darkness and illuminate the entire space.

Time passed by minute by minute, Zhu Yan on the ground slowly closed his eyes, and the life-seeking ghost opened his left eye at the same time, as if Zhu Yan's left eye had moved to its face.

At this point, both red eyes appeared on the face of the life-seeking ghost.

After having two red eyes, the life-seeking ghost, which had been motionless, seemed to be injected with a soul, and like a robot that was suddenly powered on, began to move.

It slowly stood up, moved a few times, and easily broke free from the chains that bound it from the ground.

Then he bent down and pulled off the suit on Zhu Yan's body and put it on himself.

Finally, he put on the red killer hood, and suddenly he had some of the original Zhu Yan's temperament.

But at this moment, Zhu Yan's body was entangled by dense chains, and only a scarlet left eye could be seen from his facial features, which looked hideous and weird.

He waved the blood-red sickle in his hand, and a stream of smoke came out of his mouth through the gaps in the chain. A low and hoarse voice came from inside:

"Now, I'm going to be serious."

Carl on the opposite side witnessed the whole process of Zhu Yan's transformation, but he didn't show much surprise, as if he was still very confident in his own strength.

After all, as long as this cross sword is there, even the most powerful spirits will be weakened.

"Pagan, no matter what you do, the ending will be the same, nothing will change, and you will definitely be punished by God." Carl said in a cold tone.

"Oh? Really? American monkeys are so arrogant, let your stupid god see the true power of the family."

After speaking, Zhu Yan took the sickle in his hand, and the moment the blood-red sickle was raised, red blood veins appeared faintly in the nearby space.

Zhu Yan held the sickle and gently waved it at the air in front of him. The sharp tip of the sickle was like cutting through tofu, easily breaking the space...