Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

Looking at the man who was surrounded by thunder, who looked like a god, and reflected the brilliant power of heaven, all the members of the Wangui Sect were stunned.

What to explore philosophical issues.

We don’t want to discuss it!

If you win, if you take one more step forward we will call you.

The ghosts were panicked.

His face turned pale.

Facing a being who could kill the Ghost King instantly, they were all afraid.

Don't panic, we still have the Night Ghost King.

At this time.

A ghost king seems to have found a pillar.

roared.

As soon as these words came out.

All the evil ghosts were looking at the Night Ghost King.

His originally desperate eyes suddenly lit up.

Because the Night Ghost King is too calm.

Stand with your hands behind your back.

Shen Jian remained unmoved as if he were a god.

The aura of an abyss-level ghost made him and Shen Jian appear to be facing each other.

At a glance, it was clear that the head of the combat department of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect was still capable of fighting and was not afraid of Shen Jian's methods.

For a while.

The originally panicked team suddenly calmed down.

All members of the Wangui Sect looked at the Night Ghost King with expectant eyes.

yes.

They also have the Night Ghost King.

If we say that the leader of Wangui Cult is the only top ghost king in the ghost city, he is at the top of the food chain.

The Night Ghost King is the ghost closest to the top.

A body full of supernatural terror, already infinitely close to an unsolvable level ghost.

There is no one in the ghost town who can compete with him and defeat him.

Even the leader of the Menggui Gang, who is in full swing, can't do it.

Although Shen Jian is strong, their lineup is not bad either.

In such expectations.

Night Ghost King:...

He was completely panicked.

The two palms of his hands almost trembled because he couldn't control them.

I almost cursed in my heart.

Damn it.

If things weren't right now, I would really like to use your head as a chamber pot.

Which pot is not opened and lifted?

If he dared to move, Shen Jian would have been cut into pieces.

How can you stand still and button up the shape?

Looking at Shen Jian approaching step by step.

The ghost king of the night was filled with souls, and he only had time to say: The plan has changed, and the operation has been cancelled.

He turned around and ran back into the black mist.

A large amount of black mist emerged from the seams on his body, completely shrouding the supernatural auction house in darkness, while he fled in a hurry.

Other ghosts may not see it very clearly.

But he knew clearly that there was no chance of winning.

Not at all.

Even against the gang leader, the top ghost king, he dared to give it a try.

But the electric arc in Shen Jian's hand was too terrifying.

Especially the purple plasma, one shot would definitely kill him.

Compared with ghost life, dignity can be temporarily abandoned.

Think about it this way.

He ran with more peace of mind.

He completely escaped into the black mist, turned into a ghostly phantom, and was about to rush out of the supernatural auction house.

Rushing out is half the battle.

The Night Ghost King thought so.

The entrance to the supernatural auction house is getting closer and closer.

Five hundred meters... three hundred meters... one hundred meters... fifty meters... ten meters...

Until the moment when I am about to step out of the auction house.

A faint voice echoed in the scene.

Taiyi!

As soon as these words came out.

The threat of death spread rapidly behind him.

The Night Ghost King stiffly turned around.

A huge beam of purple plasma blasted a clear path out of the spreading black mist, tearing apart the supernatural environment he had arranged for a long time, and purple light beams all over the sky came towards him.

The divine power of Huanghuang made his inner alarm bell ring.

But there was no desire to resist at all.

boom.

There was a loud bang.

A bolt of purple thunder penetrated the door of the auction house and soared into the sky.

The drowned Night Ghost King let out a scream that frightened the ghosts, and fell at the door of the supernatural auction house.

this moment.

The whole place fell silent.

Dead silence.

All that was left was Shen Jian's frivolous and regretful smile: As I said, this is the Death Arena. Before the final winner is decided, I'll see who dares to step out.

Who's next?

My words still count. If you get hit by me three times, you will get a special reward.

Group of ghosts:......

If you want us dead, just say so.

Not just in such a big circle.

Even the Dark Night Ghost King, who was infinitely close to the Invincible Level Ghost, couldn't withstand one shot, so how could they possibly block it.

However, Shen Jian didn't care what the other party thought.

In the empty auction hall, he used Taixiao Lei in his left hand, and white arcs of lightning shot out rapidly.

Taiyi Lei in the right hand, purple thunder shoots out.

Thunder flashed and loud noises roared.

The entire auction hall suddenly became a mess.

The previous terrifying aura of the ghosts was swept away, and they all started to dodge like dogs.

Anyone who fails to dodge will be blown into ashes immediately.

Don't come over here!

Let me go, I'll go back to my coffin.

Ah ah ah, dad, please forgive me.

Fuck, I'm a guest at the supernatural auction house. I'm not a member of the Wangui Cult. What are you doing to me?

Don't beg for mercy. Didn't you hear what he just said? Only the living can get out of here. He had no intention of letting us go from the beginning.

One after another, screams were mixed with words of resistance.

Showing a scene of extreme chaos.

Ah ah ah, I will fight with you. Eighteen years later, there will be another evil ghost.

Come on, brothers, this evil spirit is too cruel. Even if our resistance is ineffective, this spirit of daring to fight will always be passed down.

If you try hard, if one of my headless ghosts falls down, thousands of other headless ghosts will stand up.

...

For a while.

The whole scene was on fire.

The members of Wangui Cult roared angrily.

The slogans were shouted very loudly.

The group of players hiding in the corner were all stunned.

They sorted their heads.

This battle was a plan devised by the Wangui Cult to annihilate the supernatural auction house and capture the owner of the auction house.

Whether from the perspective of the other party's wanton killing of innocent people, or from the perspective of the other party's disregard of the rules of the ghost town and launching devastating attacks on other forces, it is enough to show that in this battle, the Wangui Sect is a complete villain.

However.

Why did the position of the villain change so quickly?

All the players looked at the scene in front of them.

After going forward one after another, the fierce ghost who was not afraid of life and death was brutally killed by a villain who made a weird smile of Jie Jie Jie.

The former shouted slogans, looking like a moth flying into the flame for his ideals.

The latter was in a leisurely mood. He raised his left hand, and a high-speed white arc burst out. He raised his right hand, and a purple plasma exploded. At the same time, he also had the standard villain smile.

If they hadn't watched it from beginning to end, they might have misunderstood the positions of both parties.

This boss is pretty good at playing a villain.

One player hesitated and laughed dryly.

Everyone:...

…

A few minutes later.

Shen Jian ended this philosophical experiment with a satisfied look on his face.

He walked around the auction hall excitedly.

Stuffed the ghosts one by one into the sack.

Two abyss level ghosts, eight ghost kings, and more than a hundred red level ghosts.

I wouldn’t dare to have a pie fall from the sky like this.

This wave.

Harvest.

Shen Jian thought about it.

This harvest from the supernatural auction house alone can meet half of the unlocking conditions for the fifteenth level of hell.

In addition to what he had caught before, two-thirds of the accumulation was completed in one fell swoop.

All he needs to do is capture the leader of the Ten Thousand Ghost Cult, the top ghost king, and the conditions for unlocking the fifteenth level of hell will be complete.

And how long has it been since he entered the ghost town dungeon?

It takes less than ten days to reach the full limit.

If every dungeon could achieve such gains, he would have unlocked the eighteenth level of hell long ago.

Shen Jian couldn't help but sigh.

It's better to be a ghost town.

The ghost town is his home.

If it's out of stock, come here to replenish it.

soon.

After packing three sacks.

Shen Jian finally cleaned up the entire supernatural auction house.

Oh no.

There is one left.

Shen Jian looked at the Undead Ghost King.

Ever since he saw the Ghost King of Night being blasted to death by a Taiyi thunderbolt, this Ghost King had been staying where he was with his eyes in a trance.

I'm afraid it's not dementia.

Shen Jian sighed.

walk over.

Keeping his promise: You go.

Undead Ghost King:? ? ?

Hear this.

He took a long time to react.

Then he woke up with a start.

You want to let me go?

He couldn't believe this at all.

After all, Shen Jian had already arrested so many of his dearest relatives and friends, how could he let him go.

Shen Jian waved his hand and said: I said, as long as you can call these friends to come and make friends with me, I will let you go. I keep my word. If I say let you go, you can go with peace of mind.

Undead Ghost King:...

He glanced slightly at the three full sacks behind Shen Jian, and he couldn't hold back.

God is so friendly.

Your friendship is quite explosive in the entire ghost town.

But when he heard that Shen Jian was willing to let him go, he felt happy.

Better to die than live.

then.

He asked tentatively again: Am I really leaving?

Shen Jian said indifferently: Let's go, but as a friend, I still want to remind you, have you thought about what to say when you go back?

Undead Ghost King:? ? ?

He frowned.

What's the meaning?

What do you mean, what do you say after you go back?

Isn’t it just to tell what you see and hear?

At most, they would mix in some bad words about Shen Jian and describe him as more hateful.

Shen Jian patted the Undead Ghost King on the shoulder and said quietly: With the loss of two abyss-level ghosts, several ghost kings and a dozen top red-clothed ones, the overall strength of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect has dropped by at least half, leaving only the leader. Commander Gang, what do you think will happen if you go back alive?

Undead Ghost King:! ! !

His pupils widened.

He immediately understood what Shen Jian meant.

The failure of this operation has greatly damaged the majesty of the Wangui Sect. If no one returns alive, all the pressure will be borne by the gang leader alone.

But if he returns alive, all the pressure will come to him.

His fate must have been to be dragged out and dismembered by the gang leader.

He had no other choice but to die.

The undead ghost king is crumbling.

Going back is death.

But if he doesn't go back, the news that he is alive will be known sooner or later. When the time comes, he will be dead when faced with the Wanted Order of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect.

Think of this.

His entire grimace showed a look of grief and anger.

Staring at Shen Jian angrily.

You are really not human.

Why do you want me to know this?

Then……

Go straight to the sack.

Drilled right in.

See it.

Shen Jian nodded with great satisfaction.

Rather than letting the Wangui Sect waste a ghost king in vain, it is better to contribute one's strength to the construction of his underworld.

Players:...

When it comes to murder and heartbreaking, you know how to do it.

…

Do it all.

Shen Jian disappeared from the spot.

In the supernatural auction at this time.

Apart from the players, the only ones left are the ghost sister-in-law Lu Rong and some members of the Fierce Ghost Gang who protect her safety.

The ghost sister-in-law is sitting in the studio.

Anxiously waiting for the news.

The auction hall was now shrouded in thick black fog, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

And she, a top-notch red-clothed ghost, could not intervene in this battle, so she could only place her hope on Shen Jian.

Master, good news.

A quick voice sounded outside the door.

The black mist that shrouded the auction hall disappeared. Except for more than forty fierce ghosts, not a single member of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect was seen at the scene. All members were missing. They seemed to have been defeated.

The voice of this member of the Fierce Ghost Gang was mixed with a bit of disbelief, a bit of horror, and a bit of surprise.

Uh-huh!

Hear this.

Ghost sister-in-law Lu Rong immediately stood up from her seat.

Her pretty face couldn't hide her excitement either.

That bratty brother who dared to make such a request to her actually succeeded.

He suppressed the unrest from the Wangui Cult.

Defeated the Wangui Sect with his own strength.

The ghost sister-in-law’s eyes were in a trance.

This strength is probably not even as good as that of her boyfriend.

Although she did not see the lineup of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect with her own eyes, when she suddenly appeared, she saw the members of the combat department headed by the Night Ghost King, which was the most proud force of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect.

Even if the Fighting Hall and Law Enforcement Hall of the Menggui Gang unite, they can barely fight.

Not to mention that the deputy gang leader, an abyss-level ghost, joined the battlefield.

It can be said that the lineup that invaded the supernatural auction house is almost one-third of the strength of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect.

To be able to defeat such a lineup, she really couldn't imagine how powerful Shen Jian was.

Could it be...

Is he also a hidden top ghost king?

and.

Lu Rong, the ghost sister-in-law, suddenly thought of it.

Shen Jian won.

The turmoil was suppressed as she wished.

Then shouldn’t she be able to cheat on her previous promises?

The thought of this.

Ghost sister-in-law Lu Rong couldn't help but squirm.

Her eyes were a little confused.

Inside, I feel guilty about my boyfriend and conflicted about my change of position.

Sister-in-law, what are you thinking about?

at this time.

A voice sounded.

As the red light bloomed, Shen Jian's figure appeared in the studio.

The ghost sister-in-law was startled.

The hot water on the table was touched by her arm and fell to the floor.

at the same time.

The scalding hot water also splashed on her skirt, calves, and those small feet that made Shen Jian look at him.

Don't move, I'll handle it...