Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

With the appearance of this voice, the cabin became quiet.

Wang Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, and through the brim of his hat, he stared at the person who said this, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

Everyone's eyes turned to one direction, Ye Zhen looked at everyone calmly, the gathering of eyes made him extremely calm.

"A group of ants, the Impermanence Club, what kind of tricks, I have never heard of it, isn't it just a two-star dungeon, do you need to wait like this?"

Ye Zhen drew out the long sword at his waist, and walked directly towards a woman who stood up and looked a little dazed. She was among the people who said to hand over game points.

The atmosphere in the carriage became tense, Wang Dong's expression changed slightly when he saw Ye Zhen walking towards them with a blank face.

"What do you want to do? This is a dungeon. You can't clear the dungeon by killing each other." Wang Dong looked at the long sword in Ye Zhen's hand, and his face slowly became gloomy.

"Boy, put away your sword and stop where you are. If you dare to go any further, be careful and we're welcome." A woman standing beside Wang Dong suddenly scolded in a cold voice.

Now Ye Zhen's appearance is clearly about to kill someone.

"Want to kill me? You can try."

Feeling the murderous intent emanating from several people, Ye Zhen grinned, full of disdain, how dare ants scream in front of him?

Hearing Ye Zhen's arrogant words, the faces of Wang Dong and the others suddenly became extremely ugly. Although they couldn't see their expressions hidden in the hood, the others felt that way.

"Arrogant guy, you are really not afraid of death." Wang Dong's cold voice sounded in the middle of the carriage, seeing Ye Zhen getting closer, his hands subconsciously moved behind him.

"sit down."

Lin Qian, who was leaning on the chair, looked at everyone, pressed down lightly, and then said the word "sit down" in an extremely lazy tone.

In an instant, everyone except Ye Zhen sat down on the ground, as if there was some terrible pressure, making them sit down without any resistance.

The faces of Wang Dong and the others changed suddenly. They looked at the young man sitting in the seat with horror, as if the young man was some kind of scourge that terrified them.

Ye Zhen was very calm. He walked over and directly pierced through the three ghosts hidden among the players with his sword. When they were attacked by Ye Zhen at first, they were panicked, but when the long sword pierced their bodies At that time, their panicked expressions disappeared in an instant, and turned into expressionless faces with numb pupils.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene. These three people were actually ghosts. When they recalled that they had to hand in the game points with them just now, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Even Wang Dong and the others were extremely horrified when they saw this scene. With the disguise of these three ghosts, it might not be easy for them to find out.

Ye Zhen glanced at the expressions of these people, curled his lips, disapproving, and threw the ghost on the sword to Lin Qian, and then directly next to the driver, he put the sword on it.

"Stop the car, open the door, don't make me say it a second time."

Feeling the strangeness on the sword, the driver's expression was a little stiff, he swallowed his saliva, turned the steering wheel quickly, and then stepped on the brake.

"Brother, I have something to discuss. I'm just a driver. I don't do anything other than drive." The driver opened the door with a bitter face.

"Hehe, it's just a memory that resides among the ghosts. It's not even a different kind. I'm sorry you can't do anything."

Seeing that the driver was so knowledgeable, Ye Zhen put away the long sword, then turned to look at Lin Qian: "Let's go, Lin Wudi."

Lin Qian wiped the corner of her mouth, got up amidst everyone's ghost-seeing expressions, and walked slowly to Ye Zhen's side: "This method of observing the dungeon is really strange, and I don't know if this game is made by Yin Lei .”

Lin Qian looked at the driver meaningfully and said.

"Whatever he does, our top priority now is to get off the bus, and then leave this dungeon and go to other dungeons. Just this garbage dungeon, it's a waste of my time." Ye Zhen walked towards the outside of the bus, saying as he walked .

Lin Qian smiled and looked away from the driver, but the driver just laughed twice and didn't speak.

The driver watched the two get off the bus, closed the door without hesitation, then quickly started the bus and drove towards the distance.

This anxious operation stunned the players who were still on the bus. When they reacted, they realized that they just missed a chance to survive.

As the bus started to go away, the bus driver's somewhat lucky expression gradually calmed down. He looked at the scene in the rearview mirror, and Lin Qian and Ye Zhen were behind him.

"As expected of the boy Li Chunfeng praised, his strength is not weak." The driver watched the two young men slowly disappear into the darkness, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"This trial was almost discovered. He is really a cautious kid."

As the bus drove steadily on the road, the players on the ground stood up one by one expressionlessly, and sat back in their seats.

A chill emerged, and everyone seemed to be waking up from a big dream. They looked around in a daze. The driver who saw this scene smiled and continued to drive the bus.

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"Is it an illusion?" Lin Qian stared at the bus that disappeared into the darkness, his eyes flickering slightly.

He seemed to have felt an extremely vague spirituality just now, but it was only vague, very vague, as if it didn't exist.

"Lin Wudi, have we cleared the level?" Lin Qian looked at the surrounding scene. They were now under a street lamp, and the dim street lamp shone on the dim road.

It was very quiet around, and there seemed to be no one else except the two of them.
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"Well, it's considered clear." Lin Qian was pulled out of his thoughts by Ye Zhen. He looked at the surrounding environment, and his doubts about this dungeon did not decrease much.

Following Lin Qian's words, both of them received a reminder.

[Two-star dungeon: The wraith bus has been successfully cleared, and the rewards have been issued, please pay attention to check them. 】

【Leaving the dungeon soon...】

Lin Qian snapped her fingers to stop the system from sending them away from the dungeon. They don't need to leave the dungeon, they just need to go to the next dungeon.

Seeing Ye Zhen who was prompted to clear the level, he quickly opened his portable space and took out the scapegoat he bought, and a rotten blue-black arm appeared in Ye Zhen's hand.

A cold and rancid smell appeared, Ye Zhen looked at the arm in his hand, with a smile on his face: "It doesn't take much effort to get it."

The next moment, Ye Zhen's body was surrounded by coldness, but in an instant, the coldness enveloped that weird arm, and the arm began to melt, and in just a moment, the arm turned into a stream of corpse water and merged into Ye Zhen's body .

The piercing coldness emerged from Ye Zhen's body, instantly raising the supernatural power of the dead ghost to a higher level. Ye Zhen shook his hands with a satisfied expression on his face.

The coldness began to dissipate, and Ye Zhen let out a foul breath: "Lin Wudi, which dungeon shall we play next? The dungeon just now has no challenge and is not interesting."

Lin Qian looked at the panel in front of him with some doubts in his expression. Hearing Ye Zhen's question, he thought for a while and clicked on a new copy and said:
"Just go to this dungeon, the eight-star dungeon, it should be very interesting."

"Interesting?" Ye Zhen turned his head to look at the dungeon introduction that Lin Qian clicked, his eyes shrank slightly.

Posthumous marriage
Copy level: eight-star to nine-star
Hazard Class: SSS~Unknown
Current number of participants: unknown

There is a system prompt: Add a new copy, please consider it carefully.

Here comes a *** tip: Be careful, little bastard.