Dangerous!

Looking at the scene where Shen Jian raised the ghost knife and was about to slash into the air,

The White Bone Ghost King's face changed.

There seems to be a big "danger" above the head.

His instincts told him that if he was slashed by this human, he would die!

He was an abyss-level ghost king, and he actually felt a sense of crisis in a human being.

This is ridiculous.

"Wait ......"

The White Bone Ghost King's voice did not fall.

Shen Jian has already struck a thick dead line.

There is not the slightest resistance.

Under his Yama King Divine Ability, there were two black dead lines the size of buckets, like paper lakes, which he easily cut off.

Katsa.

Shen Jian faintly heard the sound of bones shattering.

Look at it.

The skull of the Bone Ghost King had fallen.

The dark red glow in his eyes dissipated.

Crash on the spot.

There was not the slightest resistance in the whole process.

Thump.

The pig-headed ghost king knelt again.

Don't ask him, if his mother will ask him why he kneels -

He didn't have a mother......

He likes to kneel......

At this moment.

The pig-headed ghost king already didn't know how to express the turbulent waves in his heart.

Forehead drop mother.

This human being is like this.

Abyss-level ghosts will kill when they say they will kill.

If he hadn't been a little useful at the beginning, I'm afraid he would have died like this a long time ago.

Come to think of this.

He moved his knee and stepped back a few meters.

Because he was afraid that Shen Jian hadn't cut it, he cut him too.

That would be too unjust.

Moving the position, the pig-headed ghost king looked at it again.

But he saw Shen Jian standing in place, still holding the ghost knife that had killed the abyss-level ghost, staring ahead.

He was slightly stunned.

The same goes for it.

I saw that where the White Bone Ghost King died, a brush floated out of thin air.

It's like being held in the hands of an invisible ghost, fiddling with the pen in the air.

As the brush painted the profound ghost patterns, the dead White Bone Ghost King actually regained the supernatural fluctuations, and the eyes of the skull rolling on the ground also burned with a dark red luster.

The next second.

The head of the Bone Ghost King returned to the corpse.

Resurrection in place.

Pig-headed Ghost King: !

！

That pen, has such a supernatural spirit?

Revive a dead ghost?

What exactly did he miss.

It was originally his.

The pig-headed ghost king was dripping blood in his heart.

If he could possess this supernatural power, the abyss-level would also have to be consumed by him.

The unsolvable level ghost had to avoid him when he saw him.

This human, it's over.

There will be a time when manpower will run out.

……

The other side.

Shen Jian's eyes were slightly surprised.

"Reboot?"

If he's not mistaken, this should be an alternative reboot.

The restart cast by the Ghost Domain can turn back the time by ten seconds within a certain period of time, not only for the ghost hunter itself, but also for those who died within ten seconds within the scope of the Ghost Domain, and the time can be turned back to before they were not injured.

It's a scoped restart.

And the ghost quill in front of you is a kind of alternative reboot.

By refining the ghost pattern, adjust the opponent's state back to before the accident.

This is the second ghost he has encountered that has a restart spirit.

It's not the Bone Ghost King.

It's a ghost painting.

This supernatural is clearly a reboot of ghost painting.

It is shown in the form of a ghost quill brush.

Then.

The resurrected White Bone Ghost King finally came to his senses.

Looking at Shen Jian's gaze, there was no longer a smile.

However, it is as if it is facing a great enemy, and a great disaster is coming.

"Damn human, you actually sneaked attack, no wonder you have the courage to come to see me, but it's a pity that you are still a step behind, and I got this spirit first."

The White Bone Ghost King smiled sympathetically.

With the reboot supernatural, he is already invincible.

As soon as the paranormal fluctuations disappear, the ghost brush will automatically draw ghost patterns for him, adjusting his state back to a minute ago.

Wyvern riding face, how can he lose?

No one can defeat a ghost with a restart spirit.

"Human, that stab was amazing just now, but can you still make a second cut? I'll give you one last chance to put the ...... in your hands"

Katsa.

The voice did not fall.

Shen Jian had already slashed the second time with an expressionless face.

The skull of the Bone Ghost King fell off again.

Tens of seconds later.

The Bone Ghost King has revived again.

"Damn human, since you don't know how to lift, then don't blame me for being ruthless, I will torture your spiritual ......"

Katsa.

The third knife is cut down.

The skull of the Bone Ghost King snapped off again.

Tens of seconds later.

"That's enough, you don't talk about martial arts anymore, can you let me finish speaking? My Bone Ghost King's fist is not ......"

Katsa.

Shen Jian continued to swing the knife.

There's nothing that can't be solved overnight.

If there is - then two, three, four.

Anyway, he didn't need to bear the price of the ghost knife.

Just wielding a knife.

Who wouldn't.

At this time.

Shen Jian's eyes were already a little interested.

Compared with the three time reflexes of the ghost eye pulling the crotch, the restart mastered by the ghost painting seems to be more durable.

It's the fourth time, and the ghost quill doesn't show any signs of supernatural weakening.

Katsa.

Cut off the skull of the Bone Ghost King for the tenth time.

This time.

The Bone Ghost King never shouted again.

At the moment of the supernatural revival, his body had disappeared into the ghost domain.

it.

This human is too disgusting.

As soon as he recovered, he cut him.

And there is no sign of exhaustion.

Nima.

Lao Tzu can't beat you, can't you run yet?

When he rebuilds for eighteen years, he will send this human being down to the Yellow Spring.

Come to think of this.

The Bone Ghost King is moving faster.

Moving within the ghost realm, his speed is extremely fast.

One moment is 800 meters.

This is the maximum range of his ghost domain.

During the move.

Without warning, his head fell again.

What's ......

Before dying, he glanced behind him.

Sure enough, I saw the human chasing after me.

The old ghost knife that terrified him was slashed down again.

Once again, he was dismembered and died.

……

I don't know how many times later.

The white bone ghost king who was revived by the supernatural no longer had the arrogance and unruliness he had before, and the next second of the recovery, he knelt directly.

I want to cry without tears.

He was an abyss-level ghost king, and he would suffer such a humiliation.

While feeling aggrieved in his heart, he also had a deep fear of Shen Jian.

The ghost brush comes from the ghost painting that controls the world in the painting, which is the master of the city in the painting, the master of the scroll, and a terrifying top ghost king.

However.

Even the reboot mastered by the top ghost king can't keep him at this moment.

He could clearly perceive that after three more reboots, he would collapse.

Utter death in the truest sense of the word.

There will be no more chances of supernatural resurrection.

This is not the limit of the ghost quill brush, but it is already his limit.

Thereupon.

He knelt down for the first time.

Because he was afraid that if he knelt down for two or three seconds, he would be hacked to death again.

"Human, I gave up, you can take these things, I don't want it."

The Bone Ghost King's voice trembled.

Shen Jian carried the ghost knife and walked over leisurely.

Raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it quite brave." ”

"Not brave, not brave."

The White Bone Ghost King was full of humiliation, but he still had to lick his face and laugh.

As he spoke.

He saw Shen Jian withdraw the ghost knife.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Shen Jian took out another white bone stick.

Bone King: ??!

the groove.

What the hell do you want to do?

You demon, didn't you torture me enough just now?

The Geneva Treaty should be drafted by you.

He panicked.

He said loudly, "Human, what are you going to do?" You are stepping on a horse, this is a crime, do you know? I am a prisoner of war, and prisoners of war should be treated preferentially. ”

Hear this.

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

"You're teaching me to do things?"

said.

A stick struck it.

"Ahhh

Distance.

Listening to this tragic wail, the pig-headed ghost king mourned silently in his heart:

Hopefully the ghost is okay.

……

Ten minutes later.

Shen Jian walked out of the room.

The pig-headed ghost king was like a eunuch throughout the whole process, not making a sound, not raising his head, not doing anything, silently following Shen Jian, acting as a transparent person.

The other side.

Shen Jian held three obsessions.

A scarlet panel emerges.

[Main Quest: Collect Obsession (3/3)]

[If it is detected that the player has finished collecting, please return to Paradise Lost and wake up the ghost painting.] 】

[Note: The attitude of the ghost painting will determine the progress of the dungeon settlement.] 】

[Note: The main quest has been completed, and all players can settle the quest at any time.] 】

Look at the prompts on the panel.

The chat interface has exploded.

[Zuo Ci: The great god is awesome, this time I will go back, I will set up a "Yama King Fan Support Association" to publicize the merits of the great god. 】

[Mengde: Add me one.] 】

[Players: +1.] 】

【+1。 】

【+1。 】

A few glances.

Shen Jian withdrew his gaze.

For other players, this is the end of the quest.

But for him, this is just the beginning.

Only by mastering the ghost painting can this trip be considered complete.

Otherwise, it's just a quest.

It wasn't what he wanted.

Ghost painting, the city in the painting controlled by the ghost painting, he wants it all.

The eighteenth layer of Hell is unlocked, and the world in the painting is half filled.

Come to think of this.

Shen Jian also couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

……

Soon.

He returned to the White Castle.

All three obsessions were sent into the picture scroll.

The ink-and-ink painting style city in the scroll gradually faded away at this moment, and was replaced by the ink-painted woman Shen Jian had seen.

The difference is that the ink painting from the outside world only reveals a covered face, while now, what is revealed is a full-body photo.

What catches your eye is a pair of eyes that seem to contain stars.

A green silk hair is tied behind the head by a wooden hairpin, and a thin moon-white robe outlines the delicate figure vividly.

Although he is a person in the painting, he is gazed at by a pair of star-like deep eyes, but there is a kind of seasonal movement that looks at a real person.

The facial features reveal a noble temperament that cannot be desecrated.

Shen Jian also had a bit of emotion in his eyes.

If this beautiful picture scroll appeared in ancient times, I am afraid that there will be rumors that the emperor will be evil and will not think about tea and dinner in front of a portrait all day long.

Bring calamity to the country and the people.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Shen Jian asked.

Succubus Qimeng stood aside, the black wings behind him fanning, and said excitedly: "That's right, master, Lord Ghost Painting will recover on his own, but I can't guarantee how long it will take." ”

Shen Jian frowned.

If you wake up late, then the invasion plan of the little deflated three of the thriller game will be successful.

I thought about it.

Shen Jian decided to wait the night.

"I'm going to take a shower and relax."

Shen Jian said.

Succubus Qimeng smiled, "It's already ready." ”

Shen Jian's head.

Turn away.

……

Bathroom.

It is said to be a bath, but it is actually a bath.

A huge bath occupies the area of one room.

Cloud Bird Bird.

Shen Jian lay on his back.

The gaze is to look at the chat interface and collect what is happening in the real world.

And when Shen Jian's attention is focused on other places.

Above the bath.

A painting emerges out of thin air.

The eyes of the green silk woman in the painting seem to move slightly.

A jade hand reached out.

Then the whole body stepped into the bath.

In the mist.

A beautiful figure loomed.

Slowly walked towards Shen Jian......