One after another, terrifying figures began to appear around the missionary.
Su Yuan just smiled.
"Want to work hard? You also need to have the capital."
As soon as the voice fell, the ghost babies swarmed forward. In an instant, the released ghosts were overwhelmed by the ghost babies.
Su Yuan, on the other hand, appeared directly behind the missionary. The moment he appeared behind him, a rusty coffin nail appeared out of thin air, inserted directly into the missionary's forehead, and directly smashed his entire head.
It penetrated.
The missionary was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.
next moment.
Su Yuan disappeared, and the missionary's head disappeared with him.
At the same time, the killer is wandering in the ghost realm, waiting for an opportunity to find a way to leave.
The life and death of the missionary is no longer something he should worry about. What he has to worry about now is whether he can leave alive.
Thinking of this, the killer felt regretful in his heart.
If I had known that the person I was going to deal with was such a monster, I would not have participated in this siege even if I killed him. I thought that if I took action with the coffin nails and the two kings, nothing would be a problem.
But who could have imagined that it would end like this.
However, the most troublesome problem now is that even if he betrays the missionary, he still cannot escape from this ghost realm at this moment. Time in the ghost realm seems to be chaotic. In this way, if he wants to leave, he can only escape in the correct time.
Only by breaking through the entire ghost realm at the right time point can we find the opportunity to escape.
In fact, what he didn't know was that this was actually an upgraded version of the starving ghost incident in Dachang City in the original work.
And it was precisely because he didn't know this situation that he was trapped here and couldn't get out no matter what.
Even if you use your supernatural powers, it won't help.
However, just when he was running around in the ghost world like a headless fly, a humanoid silhouette suddenly appeared behind him. A cold and stiff blue-black arm penetrated the shadow, and
on his shoulder.
Instantly, a chill fell from the top of the head and spread throughout the body along the scalp. The whole person seemed to have lost control and froze in place.
However, before he could react, the blue-black arm quickly retracted.
Only then did the killer king resume his action, and he suddenly looked back.
But there was no one behind him.
When I looked at my shoulder just now, I saw a blue-black palm print.
This is the palm print of an adult. The mark passed through the coat and remained on the clothes underneath. When he opened a corner of the clothes, he could even see that the palm print had appeared on his body. It was so clear that it could not be eliminated.
"How can this be."
Cold sweat broke out on the killer's face.
In his current state, he could obviously withstand the attacks of most evil spirits.
But in the face of the unknown supernatural attack just now, it was useless.
"Damn it, what the hell is this? You must find a way to get out of here." The killer said through gritted teeth.
However, just when he was about to take action, he suddenly found the sound of sad and crying coming from the quiet streets around him.
It's sharp, harsh, and creepy, but people can't help but feel a sad feeling spreading from their hearts, making them want to cry together.
The voice of a ghost? Is that thing nearby?
The killer recognized the sound and realized that the surroundings were not safe, so he immediately took action and left in the opposite direction from where the sound came from.
However, no matter how you go, the darkness in the ghost realm becomes more and more intense, like a rich green and black, more like an abyss that oppresses people who can't breathe, making people have to keep moving forward, not daring to stop, even a little bit
As soon as it stops, it seems to be swallowed up.
But something strange happened, and this ghostland became more and more indescribable. The killer walked through this street for about ten minutes, but the surrounding scenery never changed.
Even while walking here, he gradually found that he seemed to have forgotten many things.
There is some unknown supernatural force that is eroding his consciousness and making him forget everything.
If he continues, maybe in the end, he will forget who he is and become a walking zombie, or he will only have the instinct of a ghost.
"There has to be a way out."
Sweat broke out on the killer's forehead, and he continued to walk forward, looking left and right, trying to find something unusual.
However, because he was walking too fast, and because of the darkness in the ghost realm, it was difficult to see everything clearly. As he walked, he seemed to trip over something, and almost stumbled and fell.
"What?" The killer turned around quickly.
The next moment, his eyes suddenly shrank, and a mutilated and bloody head with only half a head left was kicked by him and rolled to the side.
The head seemed to have been eaten by something, the flesh and blood were mangled and beyond recognition.
"Whose head is this?"
Ordinary people would only be scared when they see a dead body.
But for those who control ghosts, it is commonplace.
The killer even dared to get closer and take a closer look, but when he got closer and saw clearly the remaining facial features of the half-head, his eyes suddenly shrank.
The visage on this man's head is that of... a missionary?
Damn it, how long has it been before the missionary is dead?
Is this guy so useless?
Before he could recover, a blue-black arm stretched out from nowhere and grabbed the head.
"Um?"
The killer's expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly took several steps back.
When he raised his head, he saw a young man covered in black and blue, with pale eyes standing there holding the missionary's head.
The ghost baby holding the preacher's broken head just tilted his head and looked at the killer without making any move, but the weirdness revealed in those terrifying eyes made people shudder.
It seems as if it is not in a hurry to kill the prey, but is teasing and playing to its heart's content.
But then, under the horrified gaze of the killer, various sounds suddenly came from the closed shop nearby, as if the door was being tapped and something was about to come out from inside.
One store is like this, two stores are like this, three, four... the whole store is like this.
Then, the doors opened one after another, and figures walked out one after another. Some were tall, some were short, some were male and some were female, and their appearances were all different.
The only thing that was the same was that their skin color was blue-black, their eyes were pale and piercing, and they walked slowly like corpses that had been dead for many days.
These are all grown up ghost babies.
At this moment, all the ghosts came to the streets, making the originally deserted streets a little crowded, but at the same time, the coldness and darkness around them became deeper and deeper, which meant that the surrounding area was blocked by supernatural beings, and now the killer
There is no way to escape in the same way just now.