The ghost painting is out of control, and this is an accident.

Looking at the huge picture scroll floating in the sky above the green market, Shen Jian frowned slightly.

At this moment.

A painting appears in the scroll.

It's not a ghost painting of a woman in ink, but a picture of a city.

The same ink painting style.

Spread thousands of miles.

The painting depicts the face of a city.

As time passed, the city became clearer and clearer.

Faintly, you can see that the city in the painting is turning upside down, as if it is about to descend on the green market, and it is going to tilt down.

If the ghost painting continues to attack, it won't be long before the entire Qingshi will merge with the world in the painting, and at that time, the game copy that will come to the real world will no longer be a small copy area, but a whole city, a dozen, hundreds of game copies will come together.

This is the third invasion of the thriller game.

The first two times, Shen Jian collapsed the copy of the game that came to reality because he got the news in advance.

And this third time, the thriller game chose to let a copy of the game of a city come together.

I have to say, big money.

Shen Jian's eyes were solemn, but with a little excitement.

A city's ghosts, if he controls the ghost painting, wouldn't the whole city's ghosts be his?

Come to think of this.

Shen Jian was even more excited.

He was worrying about how to unlock the eighteenth layer of hell, but he didn't expect a pie to fall from the sky.

Conservative estimates suggest that the city can be topped with at least four, or even five, ghosts.

Half of the performance is done.

Shen Jian felt his heart beat faster.

Looking at the huge picture scroll in the sky, there is a sweetness like encountering first love.

Soon.

Shen Jian came to the suburbs according to the location mentioned by Qian Kuan.

……

On the outskirts of Qingshi.

An eerie corner of the grey city comes into view.

There is no covering around.

It's easy to see that this corner of the grey street appears here out of thin air.

It exudes an eerie and permeating chill.

"Mr. Shen, you are here, we have been staying here for two hours, during which many powerful ghosts have run out, but the horror level is not high, and it has been suppressed by us, but as time goes by, the terrifying level of the terrible ghosts that have come out has become more and more terrifying, and now it is all Tsing Yi-level powerful ghosts pouring out."

Seeing Shen Jian's arrival, Qian Qian, the person in charge of the Qingshi Daxia Longque Branch, breathed a sigh of relief and explained.

Tsing Yi-level ghosts cannot be dealt with by non-three-star players, and cannot be dealt with by non-ghost masters.

As a fourth-tier small city, Qingshi does not have many thriller gamers, and there are no more than 50 in the entire city that can reach three stars, and there are even fewer Daxia Dragon Bird branches.

If you do it all, you can make up twenty.

Once a red-clothed ghost comes out, the end will be very serious.

Shen Jian bowed.

I'm getting ready to step into it.

Qian Kuan said worriedly: "Mr. Shen, there is a certain chance that you will be teleported to the world in the painting when you enter here, and several of our members have entered it and completely disappeared without a trace. ”

"This city is completely cut off from means of communication, and only supernatural forces can operate here."

"Moreover, after our judgment, we guess that the horror level of this ghost painting is unprecedented, and it is likely to reach the legendary unsolvable level of powerful ghosts, ranking at the top ghost king level."

Hear this.

Shen Jian expressed his heartfelt gratitude; "Then I'll borrow your good words."

Let's talk about it.

Shen Jian stepped into it.

Disappeared in front of the eyes of countless members of the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow.

One by one, these members stared at Qian Kuan with curious, horrified, and puzzled eyes.

"Instructor Qian, is that the person in charge of our Qingshi who never shows up? He looked like he was twenty-five or sixteen years old. ”

"I heard that if you want to become the person in charge of the city, the mandatory requirement is to be a four-star player, and pass the test of the headquarters to be qualified to take on this important responsibility, but our one has not been certified, and the current position of the person in charge of the city is still empty."

"Is he really going to be okay? I've heard that the unsolvable level ghost is already a terrifying existence standing at the pinnacle of the horror world, and even a five-star player can't compete with a ghost king of this level. ”

"What a peak, there are legendary ghosts and gods above the ghost king, that is the terrifying ghost standing at the peak of the horror world."

"What's the use of saying it's so far away, is there anyone who can kill ghosts and gods? Now let's think about how to survive the crisis, even if you are a four-star player, the power of one person cannot match the spirit of a city. ”

The crowd argued fiercely.

Qian Kuan was silent on the side.

Truly.

At this time, if it were any city, even the city where the person in charge of the city with the title of the first person in the spirit was located, he would not dare to say that it could solve this crisis.

A top-notch ghost king, a non-solvable ghost, has exceeded the challenge limit of current players.

Once the ghost painting body is dispatched in person, this is not as simple as an S-class supernatural event.

It's an SSS-level annihilation incident.

But who is this in front of you?

Hades.

Shall the territory under the jurisdiction of the underworld be invaded?

The last Fallen Angel organization that wanted to do this has already played GG with all its members.

This time will not be an exception.

This is the only thing he always believed.

……

Meanwhile.

Shen Jian officially stepped into the gray city.

I took it another closer look.

The concentration of yin qi content suddenly soared.

It's basically the same as the horror world.

Waited for a moment.

He was a little surprised.

Because he didn't trigger the game copy.

He was not sent into the world of picture scrolls.

In this case, it is difficult for him to have a chance to control ghost painting.

The thriller game descends into the real world with the help of ghost paintings, intending to assimilate the yang world.

He wasn't going to let the thriller game succeed.

According to the normal way, he only needs to solve the transmission channel of ghost painting, and the little deflated three of the thriller game has to obediently admit it and wait for the next opportunity to come.

And yet now.

He didn't trigger the game copy.

That's more troublesome.

Shen Jian's face showed dissatisfaction.

Pondering.

He was already walking on the gray roads of the city.

The overall style of the city is very much modern.

There are various shops on both sides of the street.

It didn't take long to leave.

Shen Jian saw a wonton shop at a roadside stall.

On a small cart, the owner of the wonton shop is shouting.

Tables and chairs are placed around.

There doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary.

Stalls like this are all over the streets in the real world.

But this is a corner of the world of picture scrolls, and it is not a normal person who can live in such a place.

If you're a thriller gamer, you're already far away from this moment.

But ordinary people are different.

They are defenseless.

Shen Jian looked.

At this time, near the stalls, many ordinary people were sitting on tables and chairs, clutching small bowls, desperately pouring wontons into their mouths, and the hot soup could not quench their appetites.

Even with their throats burned, these people still put their hands into the hot soup as if they were hungry ghosts, grabbed the wontons and stuffed them into their mouths.

After eating one bowl, go to another bowl.

The whole stall is so lively.

Shen Jian frowned.

According to intelligence, when a corner of the world in the painting was embodied in the real world, many anchors, Internet celebrities, and some ordinary people who joined in the fun walked into it.

Never came out again.

Come to think of it, this is one of them.

Shen Jian was about to walk over when a voice stopped him.

"Don't go over, and don't stare at the plaque of this store, or no one will be able to save you."

Shen Jian turned around, and a young man wearing the uniform of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow stood on the other side of the street, ran over quickly, grabbed him, and lowered his voice, and said with a pale face.

"There are those people who can't be saved, don't waste your efforts."

"Although I don't know you, it should be a thriller gamer who can still enter here at this time, but we have tried various methods, and these people can't be saved."

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Youth quickly explained.

"How?"

Shen Jian asked.

"I tried to rescue him, but after I got one of the survivors out of here, his eyes widened, the flesh on his body disappeared little by little, and he finally died in front of me in excruciating pain."

"According to the supernatural knowledge taught by Instructor Qian, I suspect that the wontons that these people are eating are their own meat, and once they leave the range of the supernatural, the wontons they eat will be fulfilled on them, and the corresponding flesh and blood will be reduced."

"And I've been observing for nearly an hour, and the amount of wontons they've eaten is enough to eat them clean, and once they leave here, these people will die instantly."

Hear the words of youth.

There was a bit of appreciation in Shen Jian's eyes.

The member of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in front of him has a very amazing insight.

If you join a thriller game, you will quickly stand out and become the best of them.

"I see."

Shen Jian nodded.

Walk straight towards the wonton shop.

"What are you doing!? Even if you can bring them out, they will still die, so you might as well survive here for a while. ”

The young man was a little stunned.

I was puzzled by Shen Jian's choice.

"Just burn them."

Shen Jian spoke.

Great Summer Dragon Sparrow Youth: ?!!

He was a little stunned.

.

Dude, what the hell are you talking about?

Because they are not saved, so burn them?

He opened his mouth, a little unsure of how to reply.

He has seen a lot of living bodhisattvas on the Internet, but the living king of Hades, he has seen it for the first time in reality.

Just thinking about it.

Shen Jian has already made a move.

There was a black flame in his right hand.

That's hellfire.

Burning the supernatural.

Never extinguished.

Until there is no supernatural at all.

In Shen Jian's eyes, these ordinary people have been fully invaded by the supernatural, and if they don't burn the supernatural, they will also be a time bomb if they go out.

Increase the workload of the Temple in vain.

It's better to burn it down here.

Although the process may be as painful as going through the eighteen layers of hell, it is still possible to survive.

Thereupon.

Shen Jian stretched out his hand and waved.

The black fire burned to the wonton shop, to the ordinary people who were eroded by the supernatural.

Soon.

A terrible scream rang out.

Ordinary people who were frantically pulling wontons jumped up and down, wailing in pain.

This scene.

It also caught the attention of the wonton shop owner.

He stared at Shen Jian, dead silence, dark, and a cold aura emanated.

A grimace reveals the form of a terrifying dead man.

"Human, it's hard for me to mess up like this......"

The ghost's mournful roar rang out.

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

He didn't care: "It's difficult? Then don't do it. ”