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

Chapter 591 Bright blood bar? Even God kills...kill assholes

Looking at the beating words on the scarlet panel, Shen Jian's eyes were strange.

This little loser in the thriller game finally dared to do something different.

It's just that your intolerance is too low.

What's the difference between saying harsh words but not daring to fight offline?

Thinking.

A line of blood bars appeared out of thin air above Shen Jian's head.

[Player: King Yama. 】

[Identity: Wild red monster. 】

[Level: Level 58. 】

[Health bar: ∞. 】

[Current status: Everyone can attack. 】

This line of scarlet font cannot be turned off and is forced to be displayed.

Visible to anyone.

Even the ghost passengers in the car can see it.

this moment.

Everyone was stunned.

what's going on?

Has the BOSS turned on his health bar?

But your blood bar is too thick.

How many dividing lines are there between these two lines of blood bars?

How much blood is this fucking thing going to take?

999999?

I'm crazy.

This is not a wild elite monster. This is not a pure dungeon boss.

What, now the big boss knows that he has come to Novice Village to block the spring water?

Are you so up to date with the times?

Shock, horror, panic and other emotions appeared on the two black players. Their movements were stagnant and they never dared to take another half step back.

Because they had an intuition that what this wild BOSS said was aimed at them.

then.

They turned their heads with difficulty.

I saw the bright blood bar and the bright scarlet words again.

at the same time.

Their respective panel attributes also began to remind them that they had encountered a wild red monster, and they could receive generous rewards for killing it.

Two black players:…

Under the bright sun, their faces looked darker.

Farke.

Is it really not a joke to let two level 30 players kill a BOSS with a level as high as 58 and a bottomless health bar?

No matter how you look at it, the BOSS must be killing them.

This horror game must have felt that its players were too relaxed in the dungeon, so it created another big boss.

Why do they feel that the driver of the ghost bus in front of them is more terrifying than the copy of the supernatural master in the pyramid?

Think of this.

The two of them became frightened.

Trembling all over.

At this time.

A surprised voice came.

"Brother? Is it really you? You are really here."

Chu Qian, who had regained consciousness, immediately said in surprise.

There was a bit of disbelief on her face, and a bit of excitement for the rest of her life.

The moment she thought she was going to die, Shen Jian actually came.

Although he didn't look like Prince Charming, he still came to her driving a ghost bus and hanging a dense curtain of ghosts.

this moment.

Excitement is stronger than any emotion.

Hear sounds.

The two black players felt their hearts pounding, and had an unknown premonition in their hearts.

Does this wild boss know that girl with tender skin and tender flesh?

How can this be.

How could the boss in front of me, who brought about Hyakuki Yakou upon his appearance, know a human? Could it be that... this man is really also a player?

Is the player's name above the opponent's head really the ID of the thriller game?

Their pupils shrank.

What a joke.

Is this a player?

You are a player and your health bar is thicker than the boss?

Shilipo Sword God, right?

Gou is waiting for Invincible here.

See this.

The two black players felt chills starting from their feet.

He said lamely: "Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding. We are joking with her. We will leave now without disturbing you to reminisce."

Say it.

They just planned to leave.

"Did I give in?"

After Shen Jian finished exploring the information on the scarlet panel, his eyes suddenly fell on the two black players.

"Your Excellency King Yama, what do you want to do? We are a member of the Holy See. If you are also a player, you should know the influence of the Holy See. This is not something that a level 58 ghost master like you can deal with. As for chasing this chick, We can make amends.”

One of the black players said sarcastically.

Excluding the strange health bars that appeared on the opponent's body, they couldn't afford to offend just by showing level 58.

To know.

Nowadays, there are less than five players above level 60 in the Holy See. A level 58 ghost master is already at the top and is a quasi-five-star player.

"Noisy."

Shen Jian said two words expressionlessly.

He looked like he was too lazy to talk but listened.

then.

He stared at the ghost passengers who got off the bus with a faint look.

at once.

All the ghost passengers stood up and understood what Shen Jian meant.

Staring at the two black players with cold eyes.

His eyes were filled with pity.

It's not good to offend anyone, but this living bastard.

This bitch is the most handsome boy who has ever run rampant and crashed through a street.

If you are targeted, you are in bad luck.

Saw this scene.

The two black players turned pale.

The black-skinned face was extremely ferocious.

They obviously didn't succeed and didn't do anything to this girl. They didn't understand why Shen Jian bit them and wouldn't let go.

Would you rather offend the Holy See than stand up for a new player of a thriller game?

This is an unwise choice.

They roared: "Damn yellow-skinned monkey, even if you are a veteran player, as long as you dare to show the blood bar, we will still kill you."

Said.

Two black players rushed towards Shen Jian.

"Emma, ​​do you two underestimate us?"

"How many dishes are there? If you drink like this, do you think we are dead?"

"Haha, even if one hand is missing and I'm motion sick, I'll still have no problem torturing you two."

Seeing these two black players rushing towards Shen Jian without any regard for their existence, the ghost passengers couldn't bear it anymore.

Damn it, we were already wronged on the ghost bus, and now you two black men are ignoring us, are you not taking them seriously?

Can this be tolerated?

Think of this.

More than thirty ghost passengers showed their fangs and completely engulfed the two black players.

till the end.

They couldn't get within five meters of Shen Jian, let alone touch him.

The moment he was overwhelmed by the group of ghosts.

They understood a truth: if they want to kill the boss with a bright blood bar, they must first deal with the miscellaneous soldiers around him.

…

moment.

A group of ghost passengers completed their mission.

Walked back in a polite manner.

It's not that they don't want to escape, but the oppression brought by Shen Jian is too great.

Just being stared at made them feel palpitations deep in their souls, as if something bad would happen if they disobeyed each other.

See it.

Shen Jian showed a satisfied smile.

The two black players were just an interlude and did not affect his next actions.

Subsequently.

Shen Jian's eyes fell on Chu Qian.

"What's going on with this copy?"

at this time.

Chu Qian still looked horrified.

She expected that Shen Jian's game level might be very high, but she didn't expect that it would be as high as level 58. This could be considered a first-tier player in a horror game.

besides.

Shen Jian is driving a ghost bus and driving a fierce ghost. This seems to be very different from the fighting method of a ghost controller.

She didn't stay in vain yesterday.

Through my fellow Freemasons, I have learned about the truth behind the reality of horror games, ghost masters, the Holy See, Daxia Longque, etc.

She knew that these ghosts driven by Shen Jian had a very high level of terror, which was obviously not something that a level 58 player could do.

Think of this.

Chu Qian became more determined in her idea of ​​hugging her thigh.

Of course, if you can hold other things, if this person is Shen Jian, that's not impossible.

In such a world where evil ghosts are resurrected, Shen Jian is definitely the dream of 900 million girls.

She sorted out the situation and said immediately: "This copy is called - The Trial of the Pharaoh."

"According to the prompts on the game panel, there are three levels in this trial. If you reach the third level, you may appear in front of the Pharaoh. If you have the chance to be selected, you can become the Pharaoh's dependent."

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

This was consistent with the information he had learned.

Probably because he was not selected and did not trigger the effects of the titles "Dungeon Collapser" and "Ghost Seeing Sorrow".

This did not cause the copy to mutate.

From this point of view, the copy of the pyramid can be quickly taken over.

Shen Jian fell into deep thought.

As time goes by, the situation in Yangshi is getting worse and worse. Fortunately, Dongfang has the underworld, which can at least suppress the invasion of horror games.

But the Western world is different.

The Holy See is actively accepting horror games and accepting copies of these games.

Even sending more people into the real copy, choosing to become the followers of ghosts and gods, and obtain stronger supernatural powers.

This fits right into the idea of ​​a thriller game.

Invade the Western World and get twice the result with half the effort.

If he wants to take over the Western world before the horror game turns the West into a ghost town, he must transform more evil, expand step by step, take over the province, take over the country, and then take over the whole world.

This.

It requires a lot of effort.

Although a pyramid of ghosts is not enough, it can still solve the urgent need.

Thinking.

Shen Jian glanced at the ghosts on the ghost bus.

He has already collected thirty-five of the fifty ghosts needed to unlock the hell realm, and he should be able to collect the rest in the pyramid.

Think of this.

Shen Jian turned around and returned to the car.

"boarding."

The words fell.

The ghost passengers were full of rejection in their hearts, but they still had some forced smiles on their faces.

They all got in the car.

Chu Qian also walked up.

On the left, I saw Nie Yun lying in front of the window with a gloomy face and a weak look.

"What's wrong with you? Motion sickness?"

Chu Qian was a little strange.

In this day and age, are there still people who get dizzy while riding a bus?

"Heh... I advise you, it's better to hold on to the pole now."

Chu Qian:?

She froze.

Out of the corner of his eye.

All the ghost passengers in the carriage were nervously grabbing onto anything they could grab around, looking extremely scared.

Chu Qian:? ? ?