Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

That's the only thing I've always doubted.

Qian Zhai was silent on the sidelines.

I have to say, a big deal.

I seldom see live bodhisattvas online, but this is the first time I have seen live hell kings in real life.

fuck.

Come to think of it, that wasn't one of them.

I feel dissatisfied with the supernatural choice.

Bohui officially stepped into the gray city.

It still burns out there.

There was no appreciation in Lingyi's eyes.

Once the ghost painting itself is dispatched in person, it will be as complicated as the S-level Shen Jian incident.

hear that.

Basically consistent with the end of the horror world.

He was worrying about how to unlock the No.18 floor of hell, but he didn't expect the pie to fall from the sky.

Go straight to the wonton shop.

He didn't care about it at all and said, "It's difficult? Don't do it now."

"What is he doing!? Even if he can't bring us out, we're still going to die, and we're going to live there for a while."

According to intelligence, when the corner of the world in the painting materialized in the real world, not many anchors, Internet celebrities, and some special people who joined in the silence walked into it.

Although the process may be as happy as going through the fourteenth hell, you can still live anyway.

"That urban area is completely isolated from the means of communication, and only without Shen Jian's power can it operate here."

The next Fallen Angel organization that wants to do that hasn't played GG yet.

Supernatural raised eyebrows.

There are tables and chairs around.

Burn Shen Jian.

Under a large cart, the owner of the wonton shop was shouting.

Hell King of Hell.

Disappeared behind the eyes of countless members of Xiaoxia Longque.

Looking down, there is nothing abnormal.

A corner of an eerie gray city came into view.

It's been a while since I left.

Lingyi felt his heart beating faster.

Lingyi came to the suburbs according to the location mentioned by Qian Zhai.

Feel it carefully again.

At that time, any city, even the city where the head of the city known as Shen Jian No. 1 is located, dare to say that it cannot solve the crisis.

But that is a corner of the picture scroll world, how can I be a celebrity who can live in that kind of place.

I haven't walked under that gray city road yet.

The horror game descends into the real world with the help of Shen Jian, who is painted by ghosts, intending to assimilate the yang world.

very slow.

The ghost's sinister roar sounded.

Burn us to death because we are saved?

Lingyi was about to walk over when a voice stopped me.

Bo Hui nodded.

was thinking.

In vain to increase the workload of the City God Temple.

……

at the same time.

Are we defensive.

Ling Wei frowned.

My name is the booth at this time, how many special people are sitting under the tables and chairs, grabbing a big bowl, pouring wontons out of their mouths desperately, and the boiling cold soup can't quench our appetite.

If Ghost Painting continues to launch attacks, it won't be long before the entire Qingshi will merge with the world in the painting. By then, the game dungeon that descends on the real world will no longer be a small dungeon area, but an entire city. A few, hundreds of copies of the game came together.

Chapter 372

at this time.

There were screams at the food stall in the wonton shop.

The members of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow watched with their own eyes, the man who walked into the gray town waved one hand, and the black flames all over the sky burned to ordinary people like tarsal poison.

Ghost hunter!

His pupils shrank.

As the existence of the full score of the theoretical knowledge of the big Xialong, Le Ping is very clear that the existence of the black ghost fire can be called like this, which is a rumor.

Samsung.

This person is at least a Samsung player.

Leping was a little surprised.

Although he has just joined the Great Xia Longque, he basically knows the few three-star players in Qingshi.

But among them, there is absolutely no such person as Shen Jian.

Where did this person come out?

Dare to confront a half-step red-clothed ghost head-on?

Thinking.

Shen Jian on the other side has already flipped the table with an arrogant attitude.

A half-step red-clothed ghost can no longer attract his attention. Since this gray city can't let him enter the world in the painting, he will go out and think of a way.

As for the urban area on the outskirts of Qingshi, he is not going to take care of it, just leave it to the underworld.

Today's underworld is no longer as fragile as when he first obtained it.

It may not be possible to solve the world in the painting, but it is more than enough to destroy a corner of the city in the painting.

Think of this.

Shen Jian looked at the owner of the wonton shop, "It's difficult, right? I won't make it work for you. It's just your Sanwu stall. Who knows what your fillings are. It really affects the appearance of the city. I'll go there later." Contact Ghost Painting and get it banned."

Wonton shop owner:?

fuck.

What the hell is this Dogecoin.

For the conflict between the two of us, you still need to ask for foreign aid.

I hate you the most.

He stared at Shen Jian, and let out a vicious laugh: "Humans, you have never tasted it, so how can you know what the fillings of my thin-skinned and thick-skinned wontons are? Would you like to try a bowl too?" , it's free."

"Look at how happy your peers were eating before. One bowl after another, they almost ate up their own meat."

The boss's sinister laughter resounded.

Le Ping, a member of the Great Xia Longque in the distance, turned pale.

I just felt a tumbling in my stomach.

Although he had already guessed that this group of people ate his own flesh, the moment the answer was verified, he still couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The so-called ghosts are really terrifying.

The spirituality of the ownership is even more weird.

Totally unreasonable.

Once ordinary people trigger the ghost's law of killing, there is no way to survive.

Is what Daxia Longque has to deal with such a series of horrifying and infiltrating supernatural events?

What about horror gamers?

What kind of absurd and terrifying story should they experience?

Can the player in front of him really suppress the ghost?

Countless doubts appeared in his mind.

next moment.

Shen Jian took out a mourning stick.

He grinned: "It's delicious, it must have been added. What I hate the most in my life are the people who give me toppings and those who don't let me add toppings."

"Come, come, let me save you, let you re-enter reincarnation, and be reincarnated as a pig fetus in the next life."

talking.

Shen Jian raised the mourning stick and threw it on it.

Wonton shop owner:! ! !

shit.

Is it so fast?

His expression froze.

Because he found that Shen Jian's speed is of course a bit fast... No, it's really fast.

In just an instant, a white bone stick came to him.

Facing his head is a stick.

Nima.

You Flash.

The owner of the wonton shop panicked.

"Wait, aren't you trying to save me? What are you doing now?"

Shen Jian smiled kindly: "My transcendence, the academic term is called: physical transcendence."

Wonton shop owner: ...

What was he going to say.

Shen Jian's mourning stick had already been smashed down.

boom!

A loud bang.

The owner of the wonton shop fell to the ground.

Shen Jian shook his head, and skillfully took the corpse away.

There are not many people who are as diligent and thrifty as him.

……