Another ghost king entered the account, and Shen Jian's face showed a simple smile on the old farmer's harvest season.

He looked at the Crimson Panel.

[Main Quest: Collect Obsessions (1/3)]

Three nodes, three obsessions.

It's all related to the memories of ghost paintings.

Shen Jian took the red rope in his hand and guessed slightly.

These obsessions are likely to be one of the most important memories that the ghost painting has been missing, longed for, or once had in his heart.

The red string represents marriage.

This shows that the ghost painting once longed for love.

Combined with the white castle full of fairytale beauty on the island of Paradise Lost, the unicorn ......

Shen Jian speculated that the ghost paintings of that period may have seen the fairy tales of the human world from some way, which created Paradise Lost.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

The red rope represents the ghost painting's desire for love.

What are the remaining two obsessions?

Maybe......

He can have a certain understanding of ghost painting from the three obsessions.

Come to think of this.

Shen Jian turned to leave.

Do not take away a stitch and a thread.

……

Meng De, who was observing all this from a distance, fell into shock.

it!

He had seen with his own eyes how the Red Rope Ghost King had been promoted step by step from an ordinary Ghost King to an infinitely close to the abyss-level Powerful Ghost, and he had even seen with his own eyes that none of the Powerful Ghosts who were led by the Red Rope could escape the restrictions of the supernatural rules.

Including the Ghost King is no exception.

It can well be imagined.

How strong is the supernatural effect of that red rope?

He guessed that I was afraid that if the abyss-level ghost was taken in, love would be born in his heart, but the effect was so crazy.

】

However.

Shen Jian broke it all.

He took the initiative to take the red rope.

Then he killed the Red Rope Ghost King with a stick.

Nima.

Murder of his wife?

It's too explosive.

Even in the Explosion Realm, this is a pretty explosive thing.

[Zuo Ci: @孟德, what's going on? The map has been refreshed, but who killed the pursuer on the fifth day? 】

[Mengde: You may not believe it, but I saw the great god, and he simply came to the side of the red rope ghost and beat the other party to death in less than three minutes. 】

[Zuo Ci: What is there to believe in this, I guess it was also the father-in-law who made a move. 】

[Hint: Player Zuo Ci withdrew a message.] 】

[Zuo Ci: It's a fuss, the great god makes a move, how can there be a reason for failure, I said before, since the main quest has been updated, the great god will naturally come back. 】

[Zuo Ci: However, judging from the timing of the great god's coincidental appearance, the collection of obsessions in the main quest is likely to be related to the follow-up pursuers. 】

In the chat interface, all players are analyzing the situation.

But......

They just seemed to have seen some shameless words and mixed in.

But the dog's life matters.

[Mengde: I took a look at the place where the pursuers started on the sixth day, and the location was not far from here, and I had seen it on the way here, which was a slaughtering and processing factory. 】

[Zuo Ci: Factory? Lots of ghosts? 】

[Meng De: That's right, in terms of scale, there must be at least a hundred ghost employees, and more importantly, although there is only one ghost at the source of this red dot, if the other party leads a group of ghosts to charge, the threat is far more terrifying than a ghost king. 】

See this.

All players fell silent.

Truly.

Although the chaser on the sixth day was still a powerful ghost that was infinitely close to the abyss-level, with Shen Jianzhen's record of killing the Red Rope Ghost King in the past, the fierce ghost infinitely close to the abyss-level did not look so terrifying.

But......

If a Ghost King with an extremely high terrifying existence led hundreds of powerful ghosts to attack together, then the result would be different.

The famous poet Wang Wei once said: Punch the master to death.

Hundreds of powerful ghosts, plus a ghost king in charge, that one person can spit on the other party and only have the power to parry.

The threat brought by it is no less than that of a real abyss-level ghost.

All players have thought of this.

While his face changed, his body was also a little shaky.

Even if it's a special dungeon, a thriller game is too much.

There is no intention to leave the player alive at all.

It's only the sixth day, and there has already been a lineup that is not inferior to the abyss-level ghosts.

And what about the seventh day?

Isn't there a real abyss-level ghost about to appear?

For a dungeon of this level, the difficulty has exceeded four stars.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's a five-star dungeon.

How many people across the country can participate in such a copy?

Isn't that overtly asking them to die?

Come to think of this.

The players clenched their fists.

But there is nothing to be done in my heart.

There is a deep powerlessness.

What can they do in the face of a thriller game?

[Zuo Ci: @阎罗王, great god, are you watching? We can discuss the countermeasures, and we will be responsible for helping you divert most of the ghost employees, and then your pressure will be much less, of course, if you have any plans, you can also say it, and we will obey. 】

The chat interface fell silent.

No one interjected.

are all waiting for Shen Jian's reply.

They are all thriller gamers in Qingshi, and although they have not joined the Daxia Dragon Sparrow Branch, in essence, they are under the unified jurisdiction of the city head of Qingshi.

It's just that Shen Jian has never stood up to admit his identity, so that Qingshi has not formed any decent organization until now.

It's still a plate of loose sand.

Now.

Shen Jian, whether it is strength, rank, or identity, is the highest in the audience, and no one will refute his command.

Long.

The chat interface is the one that sends out a paragraph.

[King Yama: I really have a plan. 】

[Zuo Ci: What plan? Is it to lure the enemy deeper, or to wrap the left and right, or to divert the tiger from the mountain? 】

[King Yama: Go buy some popcorn, bring a small bench, and come and sit down. 】

[Zuo Ci: Empty city plan? Deliberately taking a relaxed gesture to make the other person think that we are confident? 】

[Mengde:...... Eh, is there a possibility that the great god is letting us watch a play while eating snacks? 】

[Zuo Ci: ......]

……

Look at the chat interface.

Shen Jian retracted his gaze.

I focused my attention on the processing plant in front of me.

At this time, his location basically coincided with that of the pursuer.

This shows that he has successfully found the source of the second obsession.

Bloody slaughtering and processing plant.

The second obsession of ghost painting is related to killing?

Shen Jian thought thoughtfully.

Walked in.

At this time, the factory was a strange and terrifying scene.

A corpse with no visible heels was cut into pieces, separated from the internal organs and the remaining corpses, and entered the sorting process.

The bloodshed inside the factory was incomparable.

It's a hellish sight.

It's challenging the limits of human physiology.

Nauseating.

Sense someone coming in.

The hundreds of ghost employees on the assembly line twisted their heads to Shen Jian's side in unison.

The expression that was originally dry to numbness on the assembly line suddenly regained its light.

A grimace of surprise and hideousness turned up.

"Humans?"

"Hee-hee-hee, have fun."

"This human being looks down on us a little, and a person dares to step into here."

"A river of blood, I want to see a river of blood."

A ghost in charge walked out, covered in bandages.

The voice was dull and hoarse: "Human, dare to break into here, you are looking for death." ”

Shen Jian glanced around.

His brow furrowed.

Because he didn't perceive the supernatural fluctuations related to obsessions.

"What about your boss, tell him to come out."

Director Ghost: ?

I'm still here.

Can you give some face?

You're a little bit ignorant of life or death.

Seeing Shen Jian's disregard for him, the yin qi on the head ghost's body that belonged to the top red-clothed level ghost suddenly became violent, and he said coldly: "Human, you are really looking for death. Brothers, I give you thirty minutes to relax, you can abuse, don't kill him. ”

Hear this.

The ghosts stirred up.

One by one, they put down the tasks in their hands, and their faces showed terrible dead people.

looked at Shen Jian with a sinister smile.

It's like admiring a baby sheep that has broken into a herd of tigers.

The eyes are full of banter and violence.

The terrifying momentum of hundreds of powerful ghosts moving in unison was enough to make anyone shiver.

Thriller.

Look at this scene.

Shen Jian's face was not wavering.

Raise your palm.

"Refa Taiyi!"

The words fell.

Devastating energy fluctuations swept through.

Countless golden lightning rays of brilliant thunder surged from the body.

Along the way, everything collapses and becomes powder.

Like a bright golden light piercing the night.

It's just a moment.

Countless golden thunderbolts hit the group of ghost employees led by them.

Boom Boom Boom ——!

A violent explosion sounded.

Countless screams rang out one after another.

Just a lightning strike.

A large number of ghosts spit black smoke from their mouths and fell to the ground, completely devoid of their spirits.

One hit.

Let two-thirds of the ghost employees die on the spot.

This moment.

The entire bloody slaughtering and processing plant was dead silent.

it?

it!

Kainima jokes.

An attack wiped out two-thirds of their co-workers.

This is not a proper group to destroy the engine.

Come to think of this.

The grim smile on the grimace's faces vanished.

In its place was a deep fear.

The other side.

The director was also confused.

The brain went blank.

The blood was frozen all over his body.

Hands and feet went limp.

Why is this human being like this?

It's outrageous.

"Why, keep going."

Shen Jian raised his hand.

Grinning.

Hear this.

The remaining forty or so ghosts showed angry expressions one by one.

They all looked at the ghost in charge.

The director nodded fiercely with a grim look on his face.

As if to say: Shi can be killed, but not humiliated, on, give this human a little color to see, even if he dies, he has to bite off a piece of his flesh.

Decide on your ideas.

The ghosts began to move.

One by one, they stared at the fierce gaze.

The head supervisor began to move forward in an extremely exaggerated slow motion.

A minute passed.

Less than a meter of steps are advanced.

There is a sense of déjà vu standing still.

The corners of Shen Jian's mouth twitched.

Raising his hand, he swung a white arc of electricity, blasting an employee who was too exaggerated into charcoal.

scolded and scolded: "Leave it for me to perform acrobatics." ”

Ghost in charge: ......

A group of ghost employees: ......

Looked at.

They stopped their feints.

They all looked at each other in unison.

There was a lot of gnashing of teeth in his eyes.

Boy.

You dogs, all of them are here for me.

It's a shame that Lao Tzu is also a cautious person, otherwise he would have been killed as a bird just now.

The ghost's facial muscles twitched slightly.

.

The assembly line work has delayed your debut acting.

The current scene is like two people making an appointment to jump off a cliff at the same time, but after counting three times, neither of them moved.

are all waiting for each other to jump first.

Try how deep it is.

And then take advantage of the opportunity when this human being has no time to take care of it, and quietly leave.

That's what he thinks.

I didn't expect other employees to step on horses and think the same way.

Looked at.

The ghost in charge couldn't help but curse in his heart: a group of coercion.

That's when it happened.

A skinny ghost, but with a face full of unyielding death, walked out.

He looked at Shen Jian's gaze with a fierce gaze.

He did not lose his faith in rebellion.

No matter how powerful this human being is, it can't change the idea that human beings are bed bugs and food in the horror world.

He is dead, and he will not accept it.

"Brothers, don't be afraid, his golden thunder must be a hole card, and I'm sure that that human won't be able to send out a second such attack."

The skinny ghost shouted.

This moment.

He only felt arrogant.

Heaven doesn't give birth to my skinny little ghost, and the ghost road is like a long night.

Today.

He will be a hero.

"Human, I have all my brothers, and you can't be rampant."

The skinny ghost roared angrily and fought towards Shen Jian.

In his opinion.

With his own roar, the other brothers should have already followed him and charged.

He's not alone.

Behind him stood the brothers.

So.

He rushed forward.

Blood boil.

It's just that......

If he turned back, he would find that his so-called brothers who were charging with him were all standing in place at the moment, watching him alone like fools.

At last.

Not as they expected.

Less than three seconds.

The skinny ghost was knocked to death by Shen Jian with a stick.

I don't even bother to use Rayfa.

Subsequently.

Shen Jian kicked the body away with a disgusted face.