On the churning sea of ​​blood, rain of blood flies, just like a waterfall hanging from the sky.

The misty blood is constantly being evaporated, the rich smell of blood fills the entire world, and black flames are boiling.

"Is this Master Yang? Is he no longer a human being?"

Looking at the tall black figure, the scarlet ghost eyes were flashing red.

An old hatchet slashed the devil with all its might, as if it was life-threatening.

Even if seven or eight scars appeared on its body in an instant, it never paid attention.

Lin Qian's eyes moved slightly, and the dead silence on his face faded a little. At the same time, a starving ghost suddenly appeared where Yang Jian was on the sea of ​​blood.

And Yang Jian disappeared in an instant.

boom

The starving ghost's head was twisted off in the blink of an eye, and his body exploded.

Yang Jian appeared next to Lin Qian, his scarlet ghost eyes glowing red, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

He had just crawled out of the deep ghost realm. If Lin Qian hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have lost his temper again.

A red light flashed on the tall black figure, and the wounds on his body disappeared instantly.

Restart.

"Lin Qian, please do it for me. There are too many consciousnesses in my mind. My consciousness is going to be replaced."

Yang Jian slashed the air with his knife, and for the fierce ghost standing in the blood mist, black flames surged and spread in all directions.

However, this was of no use, the black flames reunited, and the ghost blood was suddenly evaporated.

Lin Qian turned her head and glanced at Yang Jian. The ghost shadow was completely gone, and nine of its ghost eyes had been opened.

As for the tenth one, don't worry, it can't open it. At least here, it can't open the tenth ghost eye.

And it can't be opened. If Yang Jian dares to open it now, he will die instantly, even if his current situation is the same.

Lin Qian thought for a while, stretched out his hand and popped out a drop of water, hitting the tall ghost figure between the eyebrows with a bang.

"Use it first, and then return it to me after your physical problem is resolved."

As the water droplets sank into the ghost's eyebrows, the things in Yang Jian's mind that were constantly impacting his memory were instantly washed away by a pool of water.

At this moment, Yang Jian felt as if his consciousness was wrapped in a ball of icy cold stagnant water, which made him feel a little energetic.

Feeling the condition of his brain, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the current situation. He was now just a shadow.

His body was long gone. If he hadn't put his consciousness into the ghost at the critical moment, he might have died long ago.

"Lin Qian, tell me, what is this thing? If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, you wouldn't have seen me."

Yang Jian stared at the ghost burning with black flames. The ghost's shadow was turning, fierce and strange.

At this moment, the visibility in the ghost realm is less than one meter. The ghost blood is pouring down, and a large amount of ghost blood is evaporated, and then the blood mist is generated.

This has resulted in the current sea of ​​blood being filled with blood mist, which is no different from purgatory on earth.

"It won't be clear for a while, so you can see for yourself."

Lin Qian didn't talk too much. A twisted grimace suddenly appeared, and then suddenly disappeared into Yang Jian's mind.

But within a few seconds, it suddenly flew out and returned to Lin Qian's mind.

Yang Jian sorted through the memories that suddenly appeared, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

"Are you kidding me? Three coffin nails didn't nail this thing and it escaped?"

"Eleven captains, six died when they came up?"

A ghost eye on Yang Jian turned and glanced at Ye Zhen, who kept swinging his sword, and Wang Chaling, whose face was already pale.

Looking at Lin Qian again, Lin Qian was filled with darkness at this moment, his face was extremely dead, and the blood red in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

The wedding dress of the strange bride is swaying flamboyantly, and the feeling is magical and touching.

Yang Jian looked at himself again, a little silent:

"Six captains died instantly, Wang Chaling lost three ghosts, Ye Zhen almost died, Lin Qian saw something was wrong with this situation, and I even lost my body."

"Fuck, what the hell is this."

Ye Zhen's face turned a little gray, staring at the black flames in the blood mist with cold eyes:

"Master Yang, come on, Ye doesn't believe it yet, the four strongest people can't kill a fierce ghost!"

Ye Zhen's voice was extremely cold.

Yang Jian did not speak. A hatchet was struck in front of him. Black flames filled the air. A wound suddenly appeared and penetrated Yang Jian's entire body.

Yang Jian didn't care, the red light flashed, and he started to restart directly.

Before he had a physical body, he could reboot up to three times a day. Now that he has become a ghost, rebooting seven or eight times is not a problem.

Lin Qian's eyes were deep, feeling the loss of consciousness. Lin Qian realized one thing. If they didn't deal with this evil ghost within ten minutes, they would all die.

Looking at the Bride, her ability to summon ghosts became more and more terrifying. At this moment, Lin Qian realized that the Bride's ability to summon ghosts could be stacked.

The sky was filled with blood mist, torrents of blood rain continued to fall, and wisps of blue smoke appeared in the air.

These are all starving ghosts burned to death by the black flames.

On the blood sea, the influence of the chaos continues. With the addition of Yang Jian, three broadswords and a long sword continue to chop down the evil ghosts.

There have been three starving ghosts holding long knives in the sky. This is a helpless move caused by being unable to bear the side effects of the long knives.

The Ghost Bride's ability to attract ghosts has covered this ghost realm. The ghosts are constantly being affected, and the gathering time of the black flames is obviously much slower.

This is both good news and bad news.

This means that as long as the Cunning Bride is given some time, this evil ghost will be controlled by the Cunning Bride sooner or later, but Lin Qian cannot hold on for that long.

The effect of ancient wedding words does not last that long...

"Is Wei Jing dead?" Yang Jian's cold and strange voice suddenly sounded.

Lin Qian turned around and looked around. In the distance, there was a figure rising and falling in the sea of ​​blood. The corner of his mouth twitched:

"Not dead, but no different from dead."

"How do you say that?" Yang Jian asked doubtfully.

"Wei Jing lost control, otherwise I would have brought him over."

"I estimate that Wei Jing lost control the moment he was attacked by that evil ghost."

Lin Qian looked away from Wei Jing. Wei Jing could no longer count on him.

This guy is now controlled by the Cunning Bride and Ghost Blood, so he behaves almost like a dead person.

If it is not suppressed, according to the rules of action of ghosts, it will eat ghost blood.

So don’t expect Wei Jing to be a scammer.

Bah, bah, bah

Suddenly, Lin Qiantong's eyes shrank, her eyes brightened red, and the darkness on her body became more intense.

I saw that the sea of ​​​​blood was suddenly covered with black flames, and the bodies of the starving ghosts were instantly covered with black flames.

Like maggots attached to bones, the starving ghost cannot resist. Even if the starving ghost is submerged in the ghost's blood, it still cannot extinguish this flame.

For a moment, a large area of ​​starving ghosts was burned, and puffs of blue smoke rose up, making it particularly conspicuous in the blood-red mist.

Lin Qian's eyes were deep, and the blood sea was covered with a layer of black fire, and the starving ghosts disappeared as soon as they appeared.

Extremely terrifying.

"What the hell is this."

Lin Qian stared straight ahead, looking through the bottomless blood mist to see the fierce ghost rising and falling in the ghost blood.

The fierce ghost stood in the black flames, and the ghost's blood was constantly surging, but it could not touch it even a bit.

The red umbrella in Lin Qian's hand kept shaking, the chains collided, and the painting of mandarin ducks playing in the water was already filled with red light.

The bride's wedding dress became increasingly scarlet, terror was spreading, and Lin Qian's consciousness was disappearing.

But suddenly, Lin Qiantong suddenly zoomed in:

"Ye Zhen! Behind!"

Ye Zhen's expression changed, and without any hesitation, he slashed out with his sword, bang, blood swept across him, and Ye Zhen rolled in the sea of ​​blood in the deep ghost realm.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Where Ye Zhen was originally, an illusory black shadow was split into two, and the flames burning on his body slowly disappeared.

"The Deep Ghost Realm has been invaded!"

Lin Qianqian took a few steps back violently, and Wang Chaling was pulled back by his mother, away from where he was before.

Yang Jian looked around with vigilance. That fierce ghost could actually invade into the deep ghost realm. How terrifying it must be.

Lin Qian's face was very ugly, and the strange bride hugged Lin Qian tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

"Ye Zhen, are you still alive?"

Not far away, Ye Zhen struggled to get up from the bloody water and shook his head, seemingly stunned.

Hearing Lin Qian's voice, Ye Zhen looked over in confusion. His body was filled with coldness, and a supernatural power erupted, and then quickly disappeared.

This was a substitute death. After doing all this, Ye Zhen no longer had that confused look in his eyes.

"What the hell, you actually dare to attack someone Ye!"

Ye Zhen held up the bloody sword and struck a sword at the figure in the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​​​blood surged into waves, constantly submerging the black flames, trying to extinguish these will-o'-the-wisps like maggots attached to bones.
To be continued...