Zero: and the time traveler start from the martial spirit

After dealing with the huge clown statue, Zhao Lan did not stop, but continued to move deeper. At this moment, he could clearly feel countless eyes converging from all directions, firmly falling on him.

However, facing such a weird atmosphere, Zhao Lan just sneered: "Just a little kid, you Lan Ye doesn't even take him seriously!"

In Zhao Lan's field of vision, countless wandering ghosts were closely watching his every move, and those ghosts looked at Zhao Lan with eyes filled with fear.

At this moment, a rusty door next to it quietly opened, accompanied by the creaking sound of the door hinge turning, which seemed unusually sharp in this deadly environment. Zhao Lan stared at the strange pattern carved on the rusty door, and understood in his heart that this was the entrance to the haunted house in the amusement park.

Zhao Lan thought of the original plot, which seemed to contain many thrilling scenes and plots in this haunted house, which made people's heart beat faster and their hair stand on end. Thinking of this, Zhao Lan felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.

A sly smile appeared on his face, and a creepy "hehehe" laugh came out of his mouth. This sudden strange sound made the air around him become gloomy.

Several nearby ghosts were trembling with fear when they heard this strange laughter. They hugged each other tightly and looked in the direction of Zhao Lan in horror. Their eyes revealed the fear of unknown things, as if they were asking: "Why is this human so scary?"

However, since the interior of the haunted house is a special space - a ghost den, all information from the outside world is isolated. Therefore, Zhao Lan's shocking behavior just now was completely unknown to the ghosts in the haunted house.

Zhao Lan walked slowly into the haunted house with a ferocious smile on his face. His steps were firm and powerful, as if every step was a challenge and conquest of the shadow of his childhood.

At this moment, both Zhao Lan and the ghosts in the haunted house were filled with excitement. For Zhao Lan, a strong impulse surged in his heart - he finally had the opportunity to personally face and defeat the childhood shadow that once terrified him!

The temptation of stepping on the shadow of childhood made Zhao Lan feel her heart beating faster and her blood boiling.

Deep inside the haunted house, the ghosts are equally excited. They have long been waiting for new living beings to enter this terrifying place so that they can play with and scare them to their heart's content.

Now, Zhao Lan's arrival gave them hope. They couldn't wait to show their terrible power and bring endless fright to this uninvited guest.

Zhao Lan excitedly stepped into the haunted house, and a gloomy atmosphere hit him. He looked around nervously, and saw a strange passage in front of him. Countless slender tentacles stretched out from the stone walls on both sides! These tentacles seemed to have life, waving in the air, trying to catch anyone who passed through this passage.

Zhao Lan calmed the dancing tentacles. Their surfaces were covered with hideous lines, as pale as the skin of a dead person. Each tentacle had sharp claws, flashing with cold light, which was creepy.

What was even more terrifying was that from time to time, distorted human faces would emerge from these tentacles, emitting bursts of shrill screams and curses. However, Zhao Lan just watched calmly, and then Zhao Lan began to move forward.

As he moved forward, the tentacles became more and more frantic. They seemed to sense the fear of their prey, waving more vigorously, and even began to entangle with each other, weaving into a huge net, trying to trap Zhao Lan in it.

At this moment, an old lady with a hunched back on the other side shouted to Zhao Lan, "Young man, come and help me!"

Zhao Lan was delighted when he heard this. He immediately turned around with an excited expression on his face. So, when he was about to respond to the old lady, he unconsciously used a vertical guillotine light skill.

A bright light shot out from Zhao Lan's hand. The light was like a sharp blade, carrying an endless cutting aura. It rushed towards the old lady at an astonishing speed.

At this moment, the old lady was staring with wide eyes, looking at the light coming towards her in horror. She had never expected something like this to happen, and could only watch helplessly as the light mercilessly cut her soul in half.

The old lady let out a shrill wail that echoed throughout the haunted house. Her body began to tremble violently, as if she was in great pain. Then, under the powerful force of the vertical guillotine, the old lady's soul completely dissipated and turned into nothingness.

At the same time, the beam of light did not stop moving forward, but continued to fly forward. Finally, it hit the wall in front and caused a small explosion. A deep dent suddenly appeared on the wall, and the surrounding walls were also affected and cracked.

As the old lady disappeared, the entire haunted house was filled with a strong smell of smoke and burning. The strange arm that was waving just now suddenly stopped moving, as if frozen.

Looking at the wall that even a vertical guillotine couldn't penetrate, Zhao Lan couldn't help but nod and comment: "The barrier of this ghost den is still very solid."

At this time, Zhao Lan looked at the arm that was frozen in front of him, smacked his lips unhappily, and said, "What are you doing? The atmosphere needs to be lively, don't be lazy, it's not easy for me to get here just to lie down!"

After hearing what Zhao Lan said, the arms started to sway stiffly. Zhao Lan could clearly see that the arms were shaking. It was unclear whether they were trembling because of fear or cold. Zhao Lan thought to himself, "How could these weird creatures be afraid?

They have no emotions or consciousness! "He thought that the shaking of these arms was more likely caused by the cold surrounding environment. After all, this was a gloomy and terrifying place with abnormally low temperatures, so it was understandable that these arms were shaking.

Zhao Lan slowly walked to the center of the wall, then stopped and stared coldly at the strange arms in front of him. These arms seemed to be controlled by a mysterious force, swinging stiffly and tremblingly.

Zhao Lan stood there quietly, his eyes revealing deep disappointment and disgust. He felt that these strange arms were not working seriously and were just slacking off. So he raised his right hand, palm up, and a dazzling light burst out from his hand.

The light quickly expanded, forming a huge light shield that enveloped the entire wall.

Under the illumination of the light shield, those strange arms began to emit sharp howls, and the sound resounded throughout the space. They struggled frantically, but could not escape the restraint of the light energy. After a moment, these arms gradually dissipated in a scream, turned into countless ashes, and finally disappeared into the air.

As the last arm disappeared, the whole room became unusually quiet. Zhao Lan silently looked at everything in front of him, his heart full of emotion. Sure enough, he still had to work hard.