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Looking at the missionaries, one after another scary figures began to appear.

Su Yuan just smiled.

"Want to work hard? You also need to have this capital."

As soon as the voice fell, the ghost babies rushed forward, and in an instant, the released ghosts were overwhelmed by the group of ghost babies.

But Su Yuan 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 was penetrated.

The missionary was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief.

next moment.

Su Yuan disappeared, along with the head of the missionary.

At the same time, the killer is wandering in the ghost domain, 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 a burst of regret.

If I had known that the person I was going to deal with was such a monster, I would not have come to participate in this siege if I killed him. I thought that with the coffin nails and the two kings together, everything would be no problem.

But who would have thought 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 domain at this moment. The time in the ghost domain seems to be disordered. Only by breaking through the entire ghost domain at the time node can we find a chance to escape.

In fact, what he doesn't know is that this is actually an upgraded version of the starving ghost incident in Dachang City in the original book.

And it was precisely because he didn't know about this situation that he was trapped here all the time, unable to get out no matter how he walked.

Even using supernatural abilities is useless.

However, just as he was scurrying around in the ghost town like a headless fly, a silhouette of a human figure suddenly appeared behind him, and a cold and stiff blue-black arm pierced through the shadows abruptly, forming a on his shoulders.

In an instant, a chill fell from the top of the head, spread along the scalp and spread throughout the body, and the whole person seemed to lose control and froze in place.

However, before he could react, the blue-black arm was quickly retracted.

Only then did the killer king resume his actions, and he turned his head abruptly.

But there was no one behind him.

Looking at his shoulder just now, there was a blue and black palm print left.

This is the palm print of an adult. The brand mark has penetrated through the jacket and left on the clothes inside. When he lifts a corner of the clothes, he can even see that the palm print has appeared on his body. It is so clear that it cannot be erased.

"how can that be."

Cold sweat could not help but flow out of the killer's face.

With his state just now, he can obviously resist the attacks of most of the ghosts.

But facing the unknown spiritual attack just now, it was useless.

"Damn it, what the hell is it? You must try to get out of here." The killer gritted his teeth.

However, just when he was about to act, he suddenly found the sound of mourning and crying from the quiet streets around him.

It was sharp and piercing, but it made people couldn't help but feel a sad feeling in their hearts, and they wanted to cry along with them.

Ghostly voice?That thing is around?

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 domain becomes more and more intense, like a thick green black, more like an abyss where oppressed people can't breathe, people have to keep going, dare not stop, a little Once stopped, it seemed to be swallowed up.

But a strange situation happened, and this haunted area became more and more indescribable. The killer walked through this street for about ten minutes, but the surrounding scenery remained unchanged.

Even walking here, he gradually realized that he seemed to have forgotten a lot of things.

There is some kind of unknown supernatural power that is eroding his consciousness and making him forget everything.

If it continues, maybe in the end, he will forget who he is and become a walking dead, or only the instinct of a ghost is left.

"A way out must be found."

Sweat broke out on the killer's forehead, and he continued to walk forward, looking left and right, trying to find out what was unusual.

However, because he was walking too fast, and because of the darkness in the ghost domain, everything was hard to see. As he was walking, he seemed to trip over something and almost staggered and fell.

"What?" The killer hurriedly turned around.

The next moment, his eyes shrank suddenly, and a bloody head with only half of the head left was kicked by him and rolled aside.

That head seemed to be eaten by something, bloody and bloody, beyond recognition.

"Whose head is this?"

If it were an ordinary person, they would only be afraid when they saw a dead body.

But for ghost masters, it is commonplace.

The killer even dared to lean over to take a closer look, but when he got closer to see the remaining facial features of the half-human head, his eyes shrank suddenly.

The face on this man's head is a missionary?
Hell, how long has it been before the missionary dies?
Is this guy so useless?
Before he could recover, a blue-black arm stretched out from nowhere and grabbed the head.

"Ok?"

The killer's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly stepped back several steps.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a young man covered in blue and black, with pale eyes standing there holding the missionary's head.

The ghost baby holding the broken head of the missionary just tilted his head and looked at the killer, without any action, but the strangeness revealed in those terrifying eyes made people shudder.

It seems that it is not in a hurry to kill the prey, but is teasing and playing to its heart's content.

But then, under the killer's horrified gaze, various sounds suddenly came from a nearby shop with closed doors, as if the door was being slapped and something was about to come out.

One shop is like this, two shops are like this, three, four. The whole shop is like this.

Afterwards, the doors opened one after another, and figures came out one after another, tall and short, male and female, with different appearances.

The only thing that is the same is that the skin color is blue and black, the eyes are pale and piercing, and they walk slowly like corpses that have been dead for many days.

These are all ghost babies who have grown up.

At this moment, all the ghosts came to the street, making the originally deserted street a bit crowded, but at the same time, the surrounding coldness and darkness became deeper and deeper, which meant that the surrounding area was blocked by spirits. There is no way to escape in the way just now.

(End of this chapter)