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Chapter 52(1/2)

When Chen Jian took out the mourning stick and the soul-binding bag, a dramatic scene appeared.

The awkward and weird feet of the male corpse suddenly fell off the body. As the corpse fell down, the ghost feet had already run back.

Every step you step, a pair of dark footprints will be left on the ground covered by the ghost domain.

He is a ghost, but not a fool.

These two tricks naturally defeated him. He was so stupid that he would stay. What's more, this human being was filled with malice, and he wanted to fill him up.

Don't run away at this time, and when will you wait?

The members of the Daxia Dragon Bird who were guarding outside the mall were stunned, their eyes filled with dullness.

Ghost, ran away?

Was this ghost running away because he was afraid of Chen Jian?

Everyone was shocked.

The scene in front of me is too unreal.

In their eyes, the evil ghost who needs to be careful and even pays many lives to be imprisoned is like a little ghost who has encountered a human trafficker and is fleeing in a hurry.

Is this really possible?

Naturally, I didn't know the shock of the official personnel behind me. Looking at the escaped ghost feet, Chen Jian took a light step and stepped on one of the footprints.

The escaped ghost feet stopped.

Turning around hard.

Another bloodline appeared on Chen Jian's ankle.

In the eyes of ghost feet, Chen Jian's foot is full of extraordinary beauty.

He must take it for himself.

but……

He can't beat it.

The ghost's feet were about to cry without tears, so they turned around and ran away.

Chen Jian stepped on the dark footprints again.

The ghost feet turned around again.

“…”

Humans, it would be impolite if you do this again.

The ghost's feet were trembling all over.

What are you trying to endure?

Chen Jian stepped on his footprints, triggering his murderous law.

This is an instinct.

As a ghost, it is difficult for him to control it, just like humans want to eat and drink water.

Step on...

Chen Jian stepped on the dark footprints for the ninth time.

The law of killing is increasing, and supernatural power is superimposed.

The ghost feet are becoming increasingly difficult to control themselves.

The steps are moving towards Chen Jian.

He was completely stunned.

Is there any way he can get into the trap?

Are you looking for a bug in this?

Ghost feet want to cry.

Watching himself walk toward the tiger's mouth.

Dame.

In a terror, Chen Jian grabbed him.

Oh, it's over.

Ghost feet rest.

"Barrowly approached the Qingyi level, this little bitch in the Thriller Game was very fast invading. It probably won't take long before the Qingyi level ghosts would go everywhere."

Chen Jian stroked for a while, thinking.

In the Yang world, I'm afraid it won't last long.

According to the division of thriller games, the upper limit of a one-star dungeon is a white-clothed evil spirit.

The upper limit of the two-star dungeon is the Blue-class evil ghost.

Because of the hidden nature of the killing rules, this ghost foot has reached the difficulty of a two-star dungeon, and is even considered an extremely difficult type in two-star dungeons.

And the one who deals with this evil ghost is only a group of ordinary people.

The consequences can be imagined.

If the strange revives completely and the mystery arrives, it is hard to say that the Yang world can last for too long.

If you are preemptive by the thriller game, you will occupy the world first.

Then wouldn’t his underworld be a decoration?

Shen Jian Zhuang Su.

The sun is from the underworld.

No one can intervene.

Not to mention anything else, he must first open up a channel connecting the world and the underworld.

And this...

It needs a gate of hell.

The belonging of the dead souls must start from the gates of hell.

Thinking of this, Chen Jian threw the ghost's feet into the soul-binding bag.

Reclaimed the ghost domain.

The scarlet mall has returned to normal.

The dense dark footprints also dissipated in the ghost realm.

"Has it succeeded?"

"Success! He successfully detained a ghost."

Captain Xia stared at the scene in a daze, then clenched his fists excitedly.

The other Daxia Dragon Bird team members also cheered.

In the mall on the top floor, a group of people were rescued.

Qian Kuan, wearing a black windbreaker, also walked down.

He said with gratitude: "Mr. Chen, thank you for your help."

"No need to thank you. If there is a supernatural incident next time, please contact me at any time and I will give you 20% off."

Chen Jian smiled.

If there is such a good thing every time, he can even be charged without charge.

A ghost close to the blue-clothed level can top several ghosts in white.

There are only three or four left to unlock the fourth level of the eighteenth level of hell.

"By the way, are there any props in the thriller world that can shorten the time?"

Chen Jian asked inquiries.

He has six days left before he will enter the next thriller game.

Want to know if there are any similar props.

Qian Kuan:...

The big guy's brain circuit is indeed different from that of ordinary people.

Ordinary players pass the dungeon once, and will never start the next game without waiting for the game warning time, but the boss is thinking about shortening the time.

After a moment of messiness, Qian Kuan explained: "Yes, the Thriller Supermarket sells similar props. You can clear the countdown of the dungeon at one time and enter the next game directly. However, the price is very expensive, and you need 5,000 Thriller coins at a time."

"You Daxia Dragon Bird have such props? I can buy them at a premium."
To be continued...
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