The underworld is empty, I enter the thriller game to catch ghosts

Chapter 221 Beating up ghosts and gods while taking the time to send messages

In the dark.

The two eyes were looking at each other through the vague darkness.

Although it is pitch black.

But Li Ling could clearly feel it.

There was a hint of embarrassment and fear in the other party's stiff body.

What happened?

Just when they were about to repeat yesterday's situation.

Li Ling stood up and coughed twice: "How about you go up and call someone?"

Hear the words.

This time, An Qi did not shirk anymore and patted Li Ling on the shoulder: "Good brother."

"Since you said so, I won't refuse any more. Just hold on, it only takes ten minutes and we will be there soon!"

After saying this.

An Qi dragged his wounded body up the stairs quickly. His speed was not as decadent as before, but was filled with the desire to survive.

And on the other side.

Li Qing felt the aura emanating from the 18th floor that was like a volcanic eruption, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

He knew this would happen.

Li Ling has never underestimated the maliciousness of thriller games. Since he didn't say what the upper limit was, he would adjust the upper limit to the highest limit by default.

Three days.

He estimated that there would be a riot in the tombs of the demons below every day.

Unexpectedly, Li Ling really fell in love with this.

That’s all.

Beating up a demon baby is also a beating.

It doesn't matter if he beats one more person. Anyway, with the Demon Suppressing Seal, the suppression at these levels will not have a very big impact on Li Ling for the time being.

just.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to learn more about what the so-called strength of the creatures coming out of the Demonic Abyss was. For some reason, Li Ling always had a hunch that this Demonic Abyss might become something in the near future.

His own personal troubles.

same time period.

Someone was carrying a mourning stick and slowly descended to the 18th floor, organizing the rioting monsters to move to other places.

Some people set their pace as fast as possible at this time, immediately notified the other wardens, and then gathered together to try to get the magic weapon out.

Um.

At the beginning.

When the warden got the news, he thought there was some mistake and didn't take it seriously.

But when they saw the injured An Qi running over, the expressions of the wardens instantly became subtle.

grass.

Isn’t that what the hell?

There was just one riot yesterday, and another one today?

Moreover, when the riot broke out yesterday, the ban had already been destroyed. This time there is no way to find out. It all depends on how long Li Ling's personal strength can sustain it.

If it can't hold on for a long time, the monster will probably escape from this place directly.

This situation is absolutely unacceptable. Once these monsters are allowed to go out, it will be a bloody disaster for the creatures outside. It cannot be allowed to happen under any circumstances, although the new jailer has a certain strength

Cognition.

but

No one could say for sure. In order to prevent accidents, several wardens began to increase their speed to the maximum at this time, and immediately returned to this familiar place and began to worship the magic weapon.

Chen Tiechui was also very confused when he learned the news.

What the hell.

Is there another riot on the 18th floor?

Wasn't it promised that this place would be very difficult to riot? The last time there was a riot was fifty years ago?

Why do you come here once a day?

You know, they are on the first to third floors and have not encountered a single riot so far, while on the eighteenth floor, there have been two riots.

grass.

This is a rhythm that wants to punish people to death.

The players couldn't help but twitch their mouths, and they didn't know how to comment for a moment. Chen Tiechui hesitated and sent a message on the public screen.

[Chen Tiechui: Brother, is there another riot on the 18th floor? 】

【Li Ling: Yes.】

[Chen Tiechui: So how is the situation now? 】

[Li Ling: I'm busy beating people up. I'll tell you later. That's it. Don't send messages to ask questions yet.]

The chat ends.

It looked like the response was just two lines long.

The players fell into silence.

you

While beating up ghosts and gods, you also take time to send messages, right?

grass.

They are both players, how can the gap be so huge?

Although the other party did not describe too many details here.

but.

But they can feel the full force of character in these two lines of reply.

"Fortunately, Brother Ling is very strong."

Looking at the news, Chen Tiechui couldn't help but sigh. If other players were so tortured by this horror game, they would probably die countless times. That is to say, Li Ling was able to deal with it calmly, and even did the opposite. Go beat up those ghosts and gods.

Finish replying to the message.

Li Ling held the mourning stick in his hand and beat the ghost-like white shadow in front of him.

"You're the only one who calls it a forbidden creature, right?"

"If you have nothing to do all day, you will escape from prison. Wouldn't it be better to just stay in the tomb and wait for death? How dare you do anything else?"

"Didn't you see that the guy next door to you was so beaten by me that he didn't dare to come out?"

Li Ling used to launch verbal attacks. At the same time, the beating on his hands did not stop at all, and the beating became more and more vigorous.

And the ghosts and gods who just ran out of the tomb.

I haven't had time to breathe a few breaths of fresh air.

After being beaten by a certain evil force in the underworld, he shrank back into the tomb fearfully, his slender figure huddled in a ball, and the voice in his mouth, which started out as an angry roar, has now become... Wailing. Even vaguely will evolve into a sobbing state.

It should be said or not.

The ghosts and gods who came out of the devil's abyss are indeed much more durable than those ordinary weird ones.

When they got to the back, Li Ling was a little numb after being hit by the tiger's mouth, so he could only use the underworld fire to burn. Obviously, they were even more afraid of the burning power of the underworld fire.

And when Li Ling was happy to beat him, this strange moment happened.

Only then did the wardens successfully sacrifice the magic weapon and rushed over in a hurry.

You must know that sacrificing this thing is not an easy task. It requires a lot of energy every time. For the warden, this is also an extremely draining behavior.

that's all.

Despite the strong feeling of weakness, the group rushed to the seventeenth floor again, only to find that the place was completely empty.

Um.

Where's the monster?

Looking at this familiar scene, several people seemed to have thought of something and came to the eighteenth floor.

Just walked in the door.

They saw Chang Wei calling Laifu.

wrong

It was Li Ling beating the ghosts and gods who had just escaped.

At this moment.

The wardens were unable to complain anymore.

The old man patted An Qi's shoulder and coughed twice: "I'm an old man and I'm very tired from running here. Can you think about the old man for a moment?"

An Qi:.

(End of chapter)