There was chaos in the auction room.

The members led by the Night Ghost King entered the auction hall all the way from the main entrance, and wherever they passed, the supernatural spread.

The demons dissolved, wailed everywhere, and turned into a faceless ghost.

And the other side.

In the midst of this chaos, the skeleton ghost had already stepped onto the auction table for the first time, and a soft shroud skin was thrown, rolling up countless lots.

Among them is Shen Jian's three-star visual meat ghost.

Stage.

Uncle Chen took the microphone and stepped back, his face was terrified: "This is something from the supernatural auction hall, and there are also lots auctioned by the owner of box No. 1, if you snatch it like this, you will regret it." ”

He didn't expect that this deputy gang leader of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect would be so bold as to dare to openly take the gang members to storm the supernatural auction hall and snatch all the lots.

If this is the case, he thinks that the owner of the auction house will swallow this loss alone, but among the lots snatched by the skeleton ghost, there is also Shen Jian, an old three-star meat ghost.

With his knowledge of the elder, he would never give up.

This group of people will be unlucky.

The skeleton ghost opened the corners of his hideous and distorted mouth and mocked, "Hehehe...... What about robbing you of your stuff? ”

"This so-called supernatural auction house, the so-called Menggui Gang, or the owner of that box No. 1, you can take a look...... Does anyone dare to stop me? ”

The words just fell.

The surrounding scene glowed red.

Shen Jian suddenly appeared on the auction table.

With a strange smile on his face: "Jie Ji, I just seemed to hear you mention me, and again, what do I dare not do?" ”

Hearing this familiar voice, the skeleton ghost's face turned pale.

This voice was the owner of the first box.

He was immediately on guard.

Don't look at him boasting a lot, but in fact, he is still very jealous of the owner of this No. 1 box, after all, the other party has a ghost arm in his hand, although he has not controlled it, but it is enough to suppress him as an abyss-level ghost.

If it weren't for the Night Ghost King coming to his aid, he really wouldn't dare to attack.

But now......

Just a Shen Jian, not to be afraid.

The skeleton ghost was thinking like this, Shen Jian had already taken out the mourning stick, and as soon as the red light bloomed, he picked it up and smashed it towards the other party's head.

But it seems to be angry.

In the next second, Shen Jian reluctantly stretched out a hand, grabbed the skeleton ghost, and pressed it to the ground.

Looking at the skeleton ghost who hadn't reacted yet.

Shen Jian smiled sympathetically, "I haven't decided whether to rob the things here, it's better for you to rob my things first, Sun Thief, you're quite good at playing." ”

Skeleton Ghost: ???

Hear that statement.

He was slightly stunned.

God, you haven't decided whether to grab it or not.

Even if we don't come to grab it, you're going to grab it later.

They are all here to rob, who is more noble than whom?

The two sides looked at each other.

I thought it was a sympathy between robbers, but unexpectedly, Shen Jian once again raised the mourning stick in his hand and beat him down.

"Ahh

The skeleton ghost let out a scream.

"It's still cooler to beat people like this, that's how I beat you before, although the ghost hand can hurt, it doesn't affect your actions at all."

Shen Jian's face showed a hint of satisfaction.

Skeleton Ghost: !

！

You're going to admit it.

You're finally fucking admitting that you just hit me.

He screamed miserably while looking at Shen Jian with resentment in his eyes.

"You'd better let me go, you should have seen it just now, my Ten Thousand Ghost Sect has already brought a lot of good hands into here, and will arrive here soon, you can't escape, let me go, sacrifice the arm of the ghost god, and join my Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, so that you can still leave a life."

Shen Jian's beating action paused.

It seems to be hesitating.

Looked at.

The skeleton ghost was overjoyed in his heart, and continued to hit the railroad while it was hot: "With your strength, as long as you offer the supernatural puzzle pieces of the ghosts and gods, you will definitely be able to rise to the top in my Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, even if you sit in my position as the deputy gang leader, it is only a matter of time." ”

"You're right, so be it, I'll let you run 99 meters first, and if you can escape, I won't catch you."

Shen Jian stopped what he was doing and proposed.

Hear this.

The skeleton ghost was even more excited.

Because this means that Shen Jian has confessed.

Let him run 99 meters first, what is the difference between this and just letting him go.

It's nothing more than a step.

After all, they are all abyss-level ghosts, and they also need face.

He was sure that even if he didn't run 99 meters, Shen Jian would not chase him again.

Thereupon.

He stood up.

Without hesitation, turn around and run.

Where Shen Jian couldn't see it, the resentment in his eyes had overflowed.

Too young.

Still too young.

How could he have spared the man who had beaten him three times.

Shen Jian didn't die here, and the name of his skeleton ghost was written upside down.

Pondering.

He has already run 99 meters.

Subconsciously looking back, Shen Jian really didn't chase after him, but just raised his palm and spread his five fingers.

And then.

muttered softly:

"Refa Taiyi!"

The words fell.

A pillar of purple plasma burst out.

In an instant, it pierced through the chest of the skeleton ghost.

Skeleton Ghost: ?!

He stiffened his head and looked at his body.

Completely confused.

Nima.

It turns out that this is what I was asked to run 99 meters first.

You're a real dog.

The skeleton ghost was overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

Let him run 99 meters first, and then use a second to make him desperate for an instant 100-meter attack.

He had never seen a worse ghost in his life.

Thump.

The skeleton ghost slowly fell.

There are no supernatural beings.

On the side, Uncle Chen looked at the scene in front of him stupidly.

Thunder...... Rafa!?

I'm super.

Big brother, your painting style is wrong.

In the world of horror game invasion, weird resurrection, and mysterious descent, you directly used the thunder method that can only exist in the transcendent world, are you sure that this is reasonable?

And.

Even if it is really the so-called supernatural ability of powerful ghosts, but it comes out in an instant, killing an abyss-level powerful ghost in seconds, causing it to die directly, this supernatural strength can't match.

What kind of supernatural can kill the ghost king in an instant?

It's outrageous.

He only felt that his worldview was about to collapse.

When he overestimated Shen Jian's strength again and again, Shen Jian could always refresh his cognitive ability again and again.

From letting the ghost king shout his father in public, to instantly killing abyss-level ghosts, Shen Jian's strength seems to have no end in sight.

This is ridiculous.

Thriller games have only been invading for a few years, how could anyone have reached such a point.

This is no longer as simple as opening a stage with the supernatural circle.

It's completely out of sight of the exhaust lights.

They stood behind them, but they couldn't even catch up with Shen Jian's back.

This gap is desperately large.

Naturally, I don't know what Uncle Chen thinks at this time.

At this moment, Shen Jian had fallen into an inexplicable euphoria.

After packing the skeleton ghost, he didn't hesitate and left directly.

……

The other side.

The forty or so players trapped in the auction hall have shrunk into a corner.

Some players smoke dry smoke constantly, spewing out a large amount of smoke, forming a white smoke.

Constantly resisting the spread of black smoke.

"It's useless, it's useless, this dry smoke is just a supernatural prop, it can't resist the supernatural of an abyss-level ghost at all, and it's only a matter of time before it's invaded."

"It's over, judging from my experience, the killing law of the black fog should be active, as long as you move half a step in the black fog, the killing law will be triggered, and the whole face will be dissolved and become a faceless person."

"It's not that simple, if you just lose your facial features, then the ghosts in the black mist won't stand still one by one, and there must be some unknown supernatural effect in it."

"My grandmother, this is the first crisis we've encountered in a ghost town? Thriller games simply want us to die, and there is no chance of life. ”

Under the threat of death.

Countless players have a bit of a heartbreak in their hearts.

The largest ghost organization in the ghost town attacked an auction house and sent two abyss-level ghosts.

For players, this is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

Even if they weren't on a frontal battlefield, with their level of terror, the aftermath of a supernatural collision anywhere was enough to sweep them to death.

In this case, whether you can survive or not depends on luck.

"Hey, hey, there are rats hiding here."

That's when it happened.

A seeping laugh rang out.

A grim ghost covered in scars, with empty eyes and a ghostly fire lit in the hollow, walked over.

He laughed in a hoarse voice.

It's like a hunter who is teasing his prey.

Seeing his prey, the two ghost fires in his hollow eye sockets became more and more vigorous.

However.

Right in the next moment.

The players who had been looking like ashes suddenly fell silent, and the panic on their faces turned into strange.

Undead Ghost King: ???

He was a little confused.

"Aren't you afraid?"

He is a ghost king-level ghost of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, and most of the group of ghosts in front of him are at the Tsing Yi level, he can't understand why this kind of ghost at the bottom of the food chain is not afraid of him.

Hear this.

The group of players hiding in the corner looked at him with an even more eccentric and inexplicable look.

The scholar looked behind the undead ghost king, hesitated for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "You, aren't you afraid?" ”

Undead Ghost King: ???

What the hell is this a problem?

I am a ghost king.

I'm afraid of an egg.

Shouldn't you be the one to be afraid?

He was wondering.

A big hand of a fan already? put it on the shoulder of the undead ghost king, and said quietly: "Brother, aren't you afraid? ”

Undead Ghost King: !

the groove.

He was taken aback.

Almost jumped up.

Someone came behind him, and he didn't even notice it, and he couldn't do it.

He turned his head abruptly.

The first thing I saw was not the figure on his shoulder, but the terrifying scene behind this figure.

I saw the scene of thick smoke.

One by one, the familiar faces of the ghosts were hoisted out of thin air by a blood-stained ghost rope, dragging them in the air.

Below, an old man with confetti is spreading out a sack and stuffing a ghostly corpse into it.

Among them, there are many ghost king-level ghosts like him.

Even above, he saw his captain, a ghost king who was infinitely close to the abyss level was also hoisted out of thin air and thrown into a sack.

There is no dignity at all.

Undead Ghost King: ......

He was completely confused.

What's the situation?

Then.

The figure who put his hand on his shoulder spoke again: "Any last words?" ”

Hear this.

The undead ghost king shook his spirit.

Only then did I see that the end of the blood-stained hemp rope was tied to the man's wrist.

He looked up in a daze, just in time to see Shen Jian's strange smiling face.

He was familiar with the look of a hunter who looked at his prey.

Because that's what he just looked at the player.

There was silence for a second.

He turned around and was about to flee back into the mist.

Shen Jian picked up the mourning stick and smashed it hard.

"Ahh

A mournful wail echoed.

"Ah, brother, don't fight, don't fight, I'm wrong, wrong."

The undead ghost king completely confessed.

I want to cry without tears in my heart.

Even the captain was stunned, and he actually didn't have much hope in his heart, but he was a ghost king, how could he surrender directly.

It's humiliating.

But if he surrenders after being oppressed by the power, he can still retain a little bit of his face.

After all, he didn't really want to surrender, but there was no way.

Seeing that Shen Jian's stick had not stopped, the undead ghost king shouted again: "Brother, the only people here who can ignore the black fog terrain are me and the Night Ghost King, only you let me go, I promise not to tell your whereabouts, you can also hide here safe and sound, I promise, you will not meet a ghost." ”

The Undead Ghost King put forward his own conditions.

Shen Jian: ???

Can't meet one?

You're going against me, aren't you?

If I can't meet a ghost, I'll cut you later.

Shen Jian's eyes stared dangerously at the undead ghost king.

The mourning stick was raised again, threatening, "Take back what you just said." ”

Crowd of players: ???

Undead Ghost King: ???

No.

You're not satisfied?

You know, if I am found doing this, I will be dismembered, and there will be no hope of revival again.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little stagnant.

The undead ghost king wanted to cry without tears and said: "Brother, this is really the limit of what I can do, the order of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect is to make this place a dead land, and then capture the owner of this place to deter the ghost city, I let you go, the risk is already beyond the standard." ”

Shen Jian was slightly stunned.

Suddenly, I had an idea.

"You said you could do it so that no one else could find out about the anomaly here?"

The Undead Ghost King nodded: "That's right, brother, you see, my supernatural can allow me to ignore these environmental influences, and the person who holds my ghost fire can also receive my communication." ”

He pointed to his ghostly eyes and explained:

"My main task is to find out the ghosts hiding here, and report the coordinates to the others, as long as I say that I have found this place, then the others will not come here to search again."

"In other words, as long as you say that the owner of the auction house is here, then the Night Ghost King and they will all gather?"

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows, and his gaze at the undead ghost king also softened and became enthusiastic.

Undead Ghost King: ......

"Theoretically, that's right."

Hear this.

The smile on Shen Jian's face widened.

patted the undead ghost king on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Very good, report the coordinates, report the coordinates here to everyone." ”

Undead Ghost King: ???