Listen to this question.

A question mark slowly appeared on the door of the cultist's member.

What do you mean you haven't had time to grab yet?

Co-authored, I don't do it, you're ready to start, right?

You deserve to have so many watchmen assigned to this supernatural auction convention.

The two sides looked at each other.

Now he is only a dozen meters away from leaving this auction hall, and he will soon be able to walk over, and when the time comes, he will be able to escape from this place with the items in this entire auction.

Although there are many players and security personnel, there are not many who can come in time at present, because most of them are used to monitor this guy in front of them, so to speak.

Now it's just a matter of getting rid of him.

You can retire with a single horror coin and take the lots from the entire auction with you.

But now the problem arises.

How do you solve this guy in front of you?

His throat was choked by the miserable white ghost hand, and his whole body was stuck in the wall, and it was a little difficult to even breathe.

Feel the oppressive force that crashes against you like a tidal wave.

Everyone in this cult is stupid.

Not seen for a while.

He thought he had transformed into strong enough.

But why is this so much more wicked?

In fact.

Li Ling is now in full swing.

The majestic yin qi circulated in his body, causing a faint fire to burn in his entire body, and under this flame, the tentacles full of surging evil vitality wanted to get closer, but they would be immediately burned over.

The Evil Qi Pill taken early is effective at this time.

The mandrill magic power is used.

Li Ling's body swelled suddenly, and the aura in his body formed a phantom like three heads and six arms, and even the miserable white arm swelled a little at this time.

Take out the Soul Hook Chain.

He exhaled slowly, and the flame began to burn along the chains, and then slammed into the members of the cult.

There was a sound.

The fire-stained chains slammed into the player's body, leaving an extremely hideous scar in an instant, and the flesh exploded in an instant.

Suffering such an attack, the player of such a wicked cult couldn't help but let out a roar, and the gray aura that was originally withdrawn was retracted into the body at this time, and a little bit of strength was faintly grown, and the muscles and flesh of the whole person showed some changes visibly with the naked eye, becoming a little harder, and when it hit, it would make a golden sound.

"Ahem..."

This seems to be a magical power similar to the true body of the mandrill, Li Ling choked the other party's hand, from originally choking a physical mortal, to now it is more like choking a piece of hard metal, and this also gives the other side a chance to breathe.

"... It's unreasonable."

After using the supernatural power, the player gradually had the strength to resist, and his hand gradually became stained with a layer of blood, and then pressed on the miserable white arm, which was originally extremely powerful, after coming into contact with this blood, it instantly weakened and was thrown away.

He gulped in the air, quickly adjusting his position.

….

Li Ling looked at the weak white arm, then at the blood, as if he had thought of something, and frowned: "The blood of an unknown creature?"

"No... It looks a little different... It's kind of like a copycat."

The cultist didn't answer the question, but kept his eyes on the opponent's position, trying to find a suitable gap to break out.

But after some observation, he found out.

The other party doesn't seem to have a suitable position to rush out of.

.

He's a bit of a breakdown right now.

The original plan was good, and quickly grabbed the things and left, but the other security personnel couldn't react at all, and took the opportunity to leave the venue directly, this wave can be said to be a blood gain.

But now it's different.

looked at the ink-black "Li Ling" ID in front of him.

Everyone is a little numb.

Judging by the overall strength of the current players.

Players who can limit themselves are estimated to be 1 in 1,000 in the player base.

It is estimated that there are only a handful of people who can fight with themselves and not fall into disadvantage.

can beat yourself up like ***.

It's just this guy.

And then... The other party is still in front of him.

Feel the other person's eyes.

Li Ling's face was expressionless, and he approached step by step: "Just a distance of more than ten meters, as long as you rush past me, you can leave with auction items worth hundreds of thousands of horror coins."

"Why are you backing now?"

"Isn't *** awesome? You don't even dare to grab my stuff!"

"Come and face me!"

A terrifying aura permeated the small corridor.

The Cult player took a deep breath and watched as the other party walked towards him step by step, while he stepped back.

And in the back.

Some of the security guards, or other players, weren't far away and would be over soon, and now he was left with only two options.

Rush past the guy and leave straight through the main entrance.

Either turn around now, face more than 100 players and more than 100 security personnel, and then leave from the rear.

Damn it...

It's all a life, try it if it's a big deal!

Shangji roared angrily, the gray breath was restrained, and he turned into a supplementary body, his eyes were covered by this breath, and he vaguely had the crazy taste of Yang Chizi at the beginning, and the whole person pounced as if he didn't want to die.

With the magic skill that made Shen Ting hard, the opponent's hands were full of the blood of unknown creatures, and he punched Li Ling, and he didn't avoid the stick that was drawn, but he planned to start directly using his fists to the flesh and exchange injuries for injuries.

Li Ling waved the mourning stick and threw it over.

This thing has great damage to the divine soul, basically after taking a beating, it is dizzy and dizzy, and he can no longer get up, but his current state is more weird, his divine soul seems to have been controlled by the breath of this evil god, and it is no longer affected.

Li Ling didn't dodge either, and still smashed on his body with this strong punch....

on the armor of the ghost beast.

There was a thud.

The sound of golden chimes is revealed.

….

Looking at his fingers, which were faintly broken.

Shangji couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

.

How the is this harder than me?

Dry rack still with equipment?

Li Ling patted his clothes: "Keep fighting."

"I just like your aggressive play."

Hearing this, his face was angry, but there was no way, now he went up to fight hand-to-hand, and the attacks were blocked by the stomach, and there was no effect at all.

"Hands-on?"

"Then it's for me."

When the words landed, Li Ling's figure instantly became ***, and the fire ignited in his hand, and he raised it violently.

Under the effect of Yin Qi, the flames spread out in an instant, and in the process, Li Lingmeng poured a pill into his mouth, his face was hideous, and a hideous dead man's head instantly drilled out of his chest and bit the other party.

Shangji put his hands across his cheeks to block, the dead man's head didn't care so much, he slid to the side, and bit it towards the waist and abdomen, and the sharp teeth pierced into the skin, and pulled down, and actually bit off a large piece of meat from the other party's body.

Since the last time he fought in the laboratory, this person's body has suffered a great load, and the whole person is extremely emaciated.

Li Ling saw the opportunity, waved the mourning stick in his hand, and smashed it towards the opponent's weakness.

With a crisp sound, the ribs broke in response, because of the pain, Shangji roared angrily, and the whole person hurriedly took a few steps back, covering the wound: "You actually used such a trick!"

"Despicable!"

Li Ling: ...

Hear this.

He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

This guy's ability to hit a rake backwards is still okay.

It's a pity that the other party's strength doesn't seem to be as hard as his mouth.

A minute ago.

The performance of this member of the cult is still very rampant, and in the process of attacking, he can also output words from time to time, which can be said to pull the taunt to the extreme.

By the third minute.

The other party's supernatural powers already had vague signs of collapse, and the whole person was no longer so rampant.

At the fourth minute.

Divine powers are defeated.

Seeing this, the members of the evil cult didn't even say a word, spread their feet and directly shifted their destination, killing behind them, and urgently changed from plan 1 to plan 2.

No way.

I can't do it.

I really can't do it.

All sorts of things that could be tried had been tried, and after several minutes of fierce battles, he had finally come to a conclusion.

He was purely crushed by the other party in terms of strength.

Well...

And it's the kind that doesn't have any ability to fight back.

Although I can't figure it out, now is not the time to think about this matter, if you don't seize this opportunity to fight a bloody way from the rear, then this life will really have to be explained here.

That's it.

The host, who had been watching the members of the Evil Cult leave, was stunned in place for a long time before once again watching the other party run back.

Why?

Some players are puzzled, according to the speed and situation of the other party, they will be able to leave this area immediately, with auction items worth hundreds of thousands of horror coins, why did they suddenly turn around and turn around while running?

….

Soon, though.

These people understand why.

Saw.

In the dark hole, a figure walked over slowly, with a huge body with three heads and six arms, and the most conspicuous one was the id, which was as black as ink on the top of the head-Li Ling.

And the member of the evil cult who was originally extremely arrogant on the field was like a lost dog at this time, covering his wounds, and while looking back, he ran away frantically, while behind, Li Ling was chasing after him with a mourning stick.

"..."

"You still want to run away after taking Lao Tzu's things?"

Shout.

Li Ling's feet increased rapidly, and the dead man's head on his chest was like a mad dog, constantly chasing after him and biting.

When I saw this figure.

Some of the players in the stands were silent and nodded, feeling very reasonable.

If that's the case.

That's fine.

Especially some of the players who participated in the last Hundred Ghosts Night Walk event, as well as Guan Bang and others, instantly felt relieved when they saw this figure.

As for the minotaur warriors.

Scold...

From the beginning to the end, he didn't show any panic at all.

Even, when he saw that the other party snatched the items taken by Li Ling, he couldn't help laughing.

I've seen those who are looking for death.

I've never seen anyone looking for death like this.

It's okay to grab other people's things, and even dare to grab this person's things

, except for a sentence of looking for death, he really didn't know how to evaluate it, so that when the other players were flustered, the minotaur warrior still sat very calmly in his position, and even went to appease the other players who auctioned off the items.

At this time, the surrounding security personnel also leaned over and surrounded the evil cult member.

But it's just a pity.

Compared with Li Ling, the combat effectiveness of these security personnel is completely equivalent to nothing in front of Shangji at this time, and they even intimately sent over to help him recover the blood pack.

The aura of the evil god was released, turning into gray tentacles, and the moment those security personnel approached, they were inserted into their bodies, extracting their souls and turning them into nutrients, and they ran much faster.

See this scene.

Li Ling couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

No.

You might as well come and help, or not come and help.

In this way, after eliminating those security personnel, Shangji still maintained a very high speed to escape, and returned to the auction table where the arena had changed.

The host was a little confused, holding the microphone and staying aside, looking around, wanting to call someone, but found that the security personnel hired a lot of money were still dragging their feet at this time.

The members of the Evil Cult looked behind them from time to time, and at this time they had already crossed over to the auction table, without any hesitation, and did not care about the host on the side, and walked directly in the direction of the back door.

And just as he was about to step down.

With a mid-air shout.

A player with a minotaur mask rushed over at this time, and seemed to have used a certain kind of magical power, and the whole person was like a bison, rushing from a corner with a strong force, crashing into his body, and a huge force came, which made him retreat a few steps back again and again, and even the aura was affected by this momentum.

The Minotaur warrior stood in front of the other party, and his voice was extremely rough: "*** want to rob my eldest brother's things?"

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"Asked me first if the Minotaur Warrior agreed!"

The corners of his mouth twitched on the side, but he quickly adjusted it back, and his cheeks instantly became hideous.

It's okay for this guy behind him to come over and pretend to be forced.

Why is it that a random player comes and pretends to be forced?

Do you really think you're easy to mess with?

Shangji took a deep breath and rushed over again, and the breath on his body turned into tentacles and swept away, and in the process.

A black palm wrapped in bandages stabbed from the corner at this moment, leaving a terrifying wound on the opponent's body.

"Who is ***?"

I saw a figure coming over again, and my forehead was already bruised.

Chen Tiezhu walked slowly: "One of the three seats of the Ghost Control Sect."

"At the same time, he is also Brother Ling's number one little brother."

He looked at the minotaur warrior and bit the word number one hard.

The dungeon was empty, and I entered the thriller game to catch the trick.

The wind sets sail