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

"Don't come over here!"

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

"Ah ah ah, dad, please forgive me."

"Holy shit, I'm a guest at the supernatural auction house. I'm not from 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."

There were screams one after another mixed with words of resistance.

It showed a scene of extreme chaos.

"Ah ah ah, I will fight with you, but 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.

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

They sorted out their thoughts.

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.

Going forward one after another, the fierce ghost who was not afraid of life and death was brutally killed by a villain who gave a strange smile of "Jie Jie Jie".

The former shouted slogans, looking like a moth flying into a 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.

Great 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, this time, two-thirds of the accumulation was completed.

All we need 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 are complete.

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

It takes less than ten days to complete the trip.

If every dungeon could achieve such gains, he would have unlocked the eighteen levels 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 get it replenished.

soon.

After packing three sacks.

Shen Jian finally cleaned up the entire supernatural auction house.

Oh no.

There is only one left.

Shen Jian looked at the Undead Ghost King.

Ever since he saw the Ghost King of the 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 has 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 stand it anymore.

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.

It is better to die than live.

then.

He tentatively asked 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 should 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 even more hateful.

Shen Jian patted the Undead Ghost King's shoulder and said quietly: "With the loss of two abyss-level ghosts, several ghost kings and more than a dozen top red-clothed ones, the overall strength of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect has dropped by at least half, leaving only the gang leader alone. 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.
To be continued...