The black coffin of the evil ghost was unearthed, and Gongyue Village was instantly turned into a cemetery. The land was dark and damp, and the surrounding area was filled with thick fog.
The fog is not too thick yet, and the ruins of the bungalow can be vaguely seen, indicating that the Blood Coffin Ghost is still resisting, but this resistance is only temporary.
The ghost bus loaded with corpses staggered forward on the muddy road.
In the bus, Liu Ming sat by the window, his scarlet eyes staring carefully at the fog outside.
"The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the ruins of the bungalows are rapidly turning into sand. When these ruins are completely invisible, the Blood Coffin Ghost will be completely defeated. By then, we will be trapped in this cemetery-like village forever." Liu Mingdao.
Jiang Yan, who was driving, also had the same concerns.
He could clearly feel that the accelerator was getting harder and harder to press, the accelerator was slowly decreasing, and the range illuminated by the headlights was also shortening.
The suppression on Ghost Bus is getting stronger and stronger.
Not only that, some wandering black figures were vaguely visible in the surrounding fog. The ghost bus caught their attention after passing by, and they were probably chasing after it now.
God knows how many shadows were following them. Once they stopped, the consequences would be disastrous.
Liu Ming also noticed those dark figures and frowned:
"Are you the ghost slave of the Black Coffin Ghost? There are too many ghosts in that cemetery, and now they have all come out. The situation is really bad."
Jiang Yan frowned after hearing this.
Those who could come out with them at that time should be the ghost slaves of the black coffin ghost and the three oil corpses.
So these black shadows encountered while passing by should be among them.
But there are more than that in the cemetery. There are also more than a dozen extremely terrifying ghosts in the corridor.
They should be buried by the collapsed tunnel and unable to get out for the time being, but this is only a matter of time.
So we must speed up and never stop.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan continued to step on the accelerator.
Inside the ruined temple.
The man in the black hat sat on the ground, guarding the corpse oil lamp alone.
He also knew that unexpected changes had taken place in Gongyue Village, and things were developing in a very bad direction.
Not long ago, those weird darkness erupted from the back mountain and swept through Gongyue Village in an instant. All the bungalows were reduced to ruins, and darkness and thick fog enveloped everything.
Even the ruined temple in front of me was eroded, and a big hole appeared in the roof.
In the thick fog outside the ruined temple, some dark shadows could be vaguely seen, as well as the sound of rustling footsteps.
"Everything is over." He sighed helplessly.
Jiang Yan died, Feng An also died, and he was the only ghost controller left in the whole village.
When the corpse oil lamp in front of him goes out, he will also be killed by the evil ghosts outside.
The result of entering Gongyue Village this time was the destruction of the group.
Thinking of this, the man in the black hat smiled bitterly and had to accept the result.
There is no way, the supernatural world is so cruel and ruthless.
"It's a pity that the college student died a few days after becoming a ghost master. The first girlfriend I made was still a ghost. It was so miserable." The man in the black hat couldn't help but feel regretful.
"Wuwu..."
A low voice came, as if something was approaching this ruined temple.
"Huh? Is there a ghost coming? No way..." The man in the black hat was suddenly frightened.
He hurriedly looked down and saw that the corpse oil lamp was still on. How could a ghost dare to approach?
If there is one, it must be an extremely vicious ghost.
"Forget it, what is supposed to come will come..." He smiled bitterly, feeling bleak inside.
"Wuwu!"
The low sound got louder and louder. If you listened carefully, it sounded a bit like the roar of an engine.
Looks like someone is racing in this fog?
"What is it?" The man in the black hat was confused and slowly walked out of the ruined temple to check.
The wall of the ancestral hall has been almost eroded, so the scene outside the wall can be vaguely seen.
"Wu!"
The sound became louder and louder, and two dim lights were approaching in the fog.
"This is, no way..." Looking at the two approaching light spots, the man in the black hat froze in disbelief.
The two light spots got closer and closer, until they came to the fence and realized that they were actually the headlights of a bus.
"boom!!!"
A loud noise broke out, the incomplete wall was smashed, and a strange, rusty bus staggered into the ancestral hall.
"Chi!"
Smoke filled the air, and the bus braked suddenly and stopped in front of the ruined temple. The dozen or so corpses on board swayed forward in unison.
"It's Jiang Yan, he's not dead!"
Seeing this bus, the man in the black hat was instantly excited.
"Squeak."
With a sharp friction sound like fingernails scratching a blackboard, the front door of the ghost bus slowly opened, and the two people walked off with a vigorous pace.
The man at the head was slightly thin and had pale skin. He was obviously Jiang Yan. Behind him was a tall man with pale skin and eyes as red as blood.
"College student! It's really you! I didn't expect you to be alive!" The man in the black hat quickly rushed over and wanted to hug him excitedly.
But Jiang Yan avoided it.
"Draw the sword quickly." Jiang Yan said in a cold tone.
"Yeah." Liu Ming followed closely behind.
The man in the black hat was stunned for a moment. What was going on?
However, when he heard Jiang Yan say that he wanted to draw his sword, he immediately stepped forward to stop him in fear:
"You want to draw your sword, why?"
"We are leaving here soon. We just need to pull out this sword." Jiang Yan explained.
"Leave here, really?" The man in the black hat was a little unbelievable. He thought Jiang Yan was dead, but he didn't expect that he was still alive and knew how to leave.
What happened in his absence?
"Don't talk nonsense to him." Liu Ming said in a cold tone. After saying that, he stretched out his pale right hand full of holes, preparing to pull out the black blood sword.
"Wait! Don't touch that sword!" The man in the black hat immediately stopped him.
Liu Ming sneered: "Can't touch? Then how did you insert the sword here?"
"That sword will absorb your supernatural power and destroy the balance of ghosts in your body." The man in the black hat explained hurriedly.
Hearing this, Liu Ming frowned, but still didn't stop.
He continued to draw the sword, holding the cold hilt with his pale right hand and pulling it out hard.
"hiss."
The black blood sword was pulled out without any suspense.
However, within a second, he felt that the ghost blood in his body was stirring.
The ghost blood seeped out of the holes in his arms involuntarily and flowed onto the black blood sword.
After losing the ghost blood, the resurgence of the ghost bugs in his body intensified, and his skin became severely chapped.
"It seems to be true, and I can't throw away this sword unless I insert it into the blood coffin or give it to someone else." Liu Ming looked at Jiang Yan with a painful expression.
"I'll try it with Guixiao." Jiang Yan said.
The second gear ghost covered his right hand, making his right hand glow with a faint yellow light.
Without hesitation, he took the sword from Liu Ming's hand.
The moment he held the hilt of the sword, he could clearly feel that the ghosts were being absorbed, and the black blood sword was slowly covered with a layer of dim film of light.
However, he didn't feel anything unusual about the ghost in his body. It seemed that the black blood sword only absorbed his ghost.
Gradually, the light film covered the entire black blood sword, and at that moment, a change occurred.
The blood on the black blood sword began to flow and turned scarlet.
At the same time, the world in Jiang Yan's eyes also turned scarlet...
"This is?"
