Mysterious resurgence

Xu Feng felt a mixture of shame and anger in his heart at this moment. Lying dead on the ground, he could perfectly avoid the attacks of all evil spirits. As long as there was no particularly serious situation, it would be almost no problem to get back to the bus alive.

He is not afraid even if this Yang Jian jumps up and down in front of him.

In his opinion, this is just a dancing corpse. Soon he will be killed by ghosts and he will definitely not survive long.

It occurred to me that this guy didn't act according to common sense. He didn't think about how to protect himself. Instead, he thought about how to kill himself. He picked himself up and threw it next to the mummy.

This damn guy, why haven't you been able to trick him to death before?

At this moment, Xu Feng was pressing on the corpse bride. He did not feel the warmth and softness of the beautiful woman's delicate body. Instead, he felt as if he was lying on a cold stone. The coldness eroded into his body. Even for a corpse like him, The state also feels a bit unsustainable.

He seemed to be eroded by the mere touch.

If he chose to attack him actively, Xu Feng felt that he would be dead.

However, since he was on top of this ghost, there was a high chance that he would be attacked.

So, he was tricked by Yang Jian.

Seeing Zhang Hao's body lying on the ground, it seemed that he was no longer under control. Yang Jian looked in the direction of the grave-crying ghost again.

It seems that everything is a little late. After Zhang Hao summoned these ghosts just now, he can't make these ghosts leave even if he stops. After all, it is easy to recruit ghosts, but it is not easy to send these ghosts away.

But the only good news was that the slapping sounds coming from the dark bus next to me seemed to have stopped.

A certain ghost didn't seem to be summoned.

As Yang Jian stopped him, the ghost hiding on the bus fell into silence again and continued to hide somewhere on the bus without choosing to get off the bus.

The ghost suspected of being a nightmare is still fighting against the man in the peaked hat. He is not dead yet, so it shouldn't be a problem to drag the ghost for a while.

Looking carefully, the only person Yang Jian has to face alone now is the grave-crying ghost in front of him.

Although he may not win one-on-one, there is no problem in protecting himself. After all, he has blocked his ears now.

"Sure enough, they are coming for me. So far, I have not been haunted by other ghosts. If this Graveweeper wants to choose a target, I am the best target." Yang Jian saw the Graveweeper walking out of the forest at this moment. He is coming towards himself step by step.

He wasn't surprised.

Because there are not many people who can attack here, if anyone else fits this ghost's target, he is the only one left.

After all, Xu Feng is now on the body of the mummy bride, and the man in the peaked hat is still fighting against the nightmare, and he doesn't know if he will be killed in his dream.

"Let's see if it can enter my ghost realm. If it is sure that it is going to attack me, I can only fight back without hesitation. If I attack rashly, it will be too bad if I am killed by a trick like the mummy bride." In his heart, Yang Jian was ready to fight back, holding a straw rope tightly in his hand.

This is a ghost rope.

It can hang up ghosts, but its ability is limited. Not many ghosts can be hung up, but it can still play a key role.

The ghost domain does not extend very far, only about five meters around it. Yang Jian only does this to ensure his own safety.

But there were too many ghosts around, and even self-protection was quite difficult. Fortunately, the two people next to him shared the danger for themselves. Of course, he also shared the danger for them.

A very bad situation has arisen.

There was no luck in escaping the attack of the Graveweeper Ghost. As Yang Jian expected, it walked into its own ghost realm.

This made his face suddenly darken.

When did my own ghost domain become so worthless? These ghosts can walk in if they want. It seems that there are not many ghosts who can be isolated by the ghost domain.

Or is it that one layer of ghost realm is too weak and two or three layers must be superimposed to be useful?

But Yang Jian was quite resistant to opening up the deeper ghost realm too much. He was worried that the ghost eye would revive, but the ghost eye could not suppress it, thus breaking his own balance and dying from the ghost eye's revival.

"Do it."

He chose to release the ghost rope at this moment. This is the only ghost that he can suppress by himself, so he usually chooses to carry it with him.

immediately,

Grass ropes floated in Yang Jian's ghost domain. These grass ropes automatically rippled in the air, like life-seeking ghosts that wanted to hang everyone here in the air.

Because the ghost rope has indiscriminate attacks, even against ghosts.

A rope fell on the Graveweeper, wrapped it around its neck, then tightened it suddenly, strangled its neck, and hung it up.

The Graveweeper's feet were lifted off the ground, and it was lifted up, its body hanging in mid-air.

"Succeeded?" Yang Jian's eyelids twitched, a little strange.

Was this ghost controlled so easily?

Observed.

The Grave Crying Ghost seemed to have stopped moving. It seemed that it had been restricted by the ghost rope. It was unable to make any weird movements and stopped crying.

"Did I overestimate this grave-weeping ghost, or is it that my ghost rope is too strong, but the only ones I encountered before were some aliens, so it didn't exert its powerful power?" Yang Jian couldn't help but have such an idea.

"Or maybe this ghost rope can restrain this grave-crying ghost?"

I’ve thought about it a lot, but that’s not the focus right now.

"touch~! touch~!"

The sound of violent slapping on the bus body behind me sounded again.

The corpse of the Graveweeper hanging in mid-air began to shake strangely again, swaying in mid-air, and the amplitude of the sway gradually became larger, and each time it swayed, it moved closer to Yang Jian.

"not"

Yang Jian suddenly looked back.

His face suddenly changed.

Xu Feng's corpse, which was still pressing on the mummy bride before, has been thrown aside. The mummy bride stood up again. It was still standing there holding Zhang Hao's hand. Zhang Hao returned to his previous appearance and waved to this side. .

"Xu Feng's weird corpse can only hold down this mummy bride for less than three minutes? This guy is still not a man, it's too short, and he was sucked dry in just one time."

Yang Jian discovered that half of Xu Feng's originally rotting corpse had gradually dried up, as if it had been eroded by the mummy bride, and he gradually felt assimilated. However, he himself was not dead yet, and was still staring at him angrily. Looking here, it seems that there is a lot of resentment.

This is very bad news.

Xu Feng's corpse is very special and can isolate the influence of most evil ghosts, but when he encountered this mummy bride, he was counter-influenced.

"But I was right to be cautious before. This mummy bride is a big taboo. You must not come into contact with this thing, and you must not be targeted by this thing, otherwise there will be absolutely no way to survive." Yang Jian felt that he was in crisis at this moment.

It was as if he was surrounded, unable to defeat the four with his two fists.

It would be great if these things could be killed, but ghosts cannot be killed. If they continue to be consumed, it will always be you who suffers.

However, just when he felt that the situation was deteriorating again.

The bus behind him suddenly sounded a horn, the headlights in front suddenly turned on, and the lights in the car were also turned on.

The deathly silent darkness disappeared.

The stalled bus was restarted at this time.