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

Chapter 227 I, Li Ling, the underworld bully

Shan Qiu has been blocking here for a long time.

After receiving the news that ghosts and gods were born.

He quickly received the notice and came over.

As the leader of the anomaly investigation team, Shan Qiu's strength has not actually reached the level of ghosts and gods. However, the Federal Research Agency has been engaged in related work for so long. Since the birth of horror games, they have been committed to combining the power of supernatural and technology.

Combine them together and see if we can create any equipment with extremely powerful effects.

The faint halo-like thing that Shan Qiu is currently wearing is a new product developed by the Federal Research Agency. It can resist the attack of most supernatural forces and has a very strong recovery ability. This

This is also the key to his ability to sustain for such a long time.

but

Now he couldn't hold it any longer.

The long battle has now exhausted the power in his body. If it were not for the support of this "semi-finished product", I am afraid that Shan Qiu would have died dozens of minutes ago.

Although he is still alive now, to be honest, his vision looking forward is blurry.

It was so blurry that nothing could be clearly seen. He could only see a bloody figure shaking there. Shan Qiu could only rely on this blurry figure to determine what kind of attack the opponent was going to use, and then see if he could

To evade or defend.

As for counterattack.

At first, he had some remaining strength, but now, Shan Qiu has no such ability at all, if he didn't know that there are still hundreds of thousands of people behind him who have not evacuated.

I'm afraid he has collapsed by now.

The reason why he could still stand so tremblingly was entirely due to his willpower.

Drink the last bottle of medicine you carry.

The haze in his eyes gradually became clearer at this time, and the bloody figure was no longer blurry. You could see the pupils hidden in the mist that were burning like open flames, and the murderous aura that seemed to eat people alive.

"How on earth did this thing come out?"

Looking at this figure, Shan Qiu gave a bitter smile. The next second, the scent of incense lingering around the ghosts and gods of Fanjiang suddenly rushed over and came closer. These incense scents revealed their ferocious faces and came to kill them.

People feel their scalp is numb.

The moment it approached, the dim halo covering Shan Qiu's body suddenly brightened, reducing its power. At this moment, the giant sword in his hand suddenly raised, cutting off those ghost-like creatures directly.

Fanjiang ghosts and gods seemed to have known for a long time that this thing could not cause any harm to the opponent. The bloody figure disappeared in the next second. He raised his hand, and the mist quickly condensed hundreds of bloody long blades. As his hand sank suddenly, he flew away.

come over.

Helpless, Shan Qiu placed the epee at a key position in front of him, and then immediately moved around to avoid the attack. Even so, the hundreds of long blades were far beyond the limit of his reaction. He dodged here.

The next second, the other side was thrust into his body. Hundreds of bloody blades fell. Shan Qiu's body had a few blood holes. His blood was almost dry. Just relying on this thing developed by the FBI

One breath of survival.

The ghosts and gods of Fanjiang seemed to realize that the human being in front of him had lost his initial vitality and did not have much strength. He was like tormenting an ant, and he raised his fingers slightly.

The mist centered on Shan Qiu came closer in an instant. At that moment, it seemed as if a heavy burden was pressing on him, and he could not move his body at all. Even the blood flow in his body began to slow down under the crowd of these mist.

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Shan Qiu tried to swing the sword, but his body had been firmly restrained, and he really didn't have any strength left in his body, so that even swinging the giant sword in his hand needed to be described by the word "shuang". Every time he swung the sword, he

It takes a long time to accumulate strength.

Seeing this, the ghosts and gods of Fanjiang waved their hands, and the next moment, hundreds of blood-colored long blades condensed around Shanqiu, floating next to him.

It's the same trick as before.

But now Shanqiu is surrounded by these mist, and it is impossible to escape at all.

This is like a human being playing with ants on the ground. This simple move reveals a complete contempt and crushing, just like playing with a human being like an ant.

The bloody blade gradually approached.

The bloody figure gradually approached, standing in front of Shan Qiu and watching quietly, as if he wanted to see how the ant that had been blocking him for a while died.

The bloody blade gradually approached.

The sharp aura exuded, even from a distance, there is a dull pain on the cheek at this time.

dying.

Looking at the blurry bloody figure in front of him, Shan Qiu gathered his last energy, aimed at him and spat hard at him to show his last stubbornness.

He looked back at the cities covered by the hazy blood-colored mist, and his ups and downs calmed down a little.

At least, I didn't do any useless work. The battle just now delayed the time of many people. Every second, hundreds of people may be saved from death.

As the saying goes, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I have at least tens of thousands of people if I don’t have hundreds of thousands. After death, I shouldn’t go to hell, right?

Thinking about it, Shan Qiu looked at the long blades that were gradually approaching him, and the last thought of resistance in his heart gradually disappeared, and finally turned into nothingness.

It seemed that he realized that the ant in front of him had no intention of continuing to resist.

Fanjiang Ghost and God shook his head, lowered his hands, and was about to execute him directly.

Those bloody sword blades suddenly stopped motionless at this moment.

Seeing this, Fanjiang Ghost and God was stunned for a moment, looked at his palm, moved his breath, and sank down again.

this time.

The blood-colored long blade moved slightly, but it only trembled for a moment and then stopped motionless.

He didn't understand what was happening.

Just when I was planning to try again.

suddenly.

A white stick suddenly passed over the opponent's forehead.

He stood straight and knocked Fanjiang Guishen to the ground with a sap.

An unknown underworld agent stepped on the fallen body of Fanjiang ghost and god, emitting hellfire, instantly evaporating the blood-colored long blades, and then directly stuffed the teleportation rune into Shan Qiu's arms.

Shan Qiu is waiting to die there.

Suddenly, a voice was heard.

"What are you still doing? You can probably save your life with this rune now."

Human voice?

Shan Qiu was stunned. When he opened his eyes, he saw a guy holding a mourning stick standing in front of him and giving him a broken rune.

A moment.

He understood what was going on. After thanking Wuyan with his eyes, he immediately used the rune to teleport to the FBI camp a few miles away and received treatment at the speed of light.

And on the other side.

Fanjiang Ghost and God, who had been hit by a stick inexplicably, got up from the ground, covered his head, looked at the strange figure in front of him in confusion, and then looked to the side.

What happened?

Where was that guy just now?

Why is there another person in front of me again?

Wait a moment

Who gave me a stick?

At this time, Fanjiang Ghost and God's mind was filled with a lot of questions, and he wanted to ask them.

But the next second.

Li Ling took the lead, glanced at the bloody figure in front of him, and stretched out his hand: "Where are the things?"

Fanjiang ghosts and gods:?

"what?"

A vague voice appeared in my ears.

Li Ling frowned: "Sculpture."

"It's the one you've hidden in the mist. Stop hiding it. You can hide it with others, but you can't hide it with me."

In Li Ling's sight.

The specific appearance of this bloody figure can still be seen very clearly.

He is like a statue of a god that has been broken and put back together again, filled with a strange feeling. His pupils are burning with fire, and on his chest, his body is used as a sacred place, enshrining a smaller statue of the god.

And that

This is what Li Ling needs.

Hear the words.

The bloody figure was stunned. He didn't say anything more. In an instant, the bloody mist swarmed up, like an evil ghost pouncing on food, trying to devour Li Ling directly.

But in this very second.

Dark fire suddenly radiated out from Li Ling's body.

Melt it instantly.

The bloody figure was stunned for a moment, not realizing what exactly happened.

The next second.

The demon-suppressing seal hanging on Li Ling's waist suddenly emitted light at this moment, and with the cooperation of the Soul-Confining Technique, it focused on the bloody figure.

At this time, the thick mist quickly became thinner almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to the opponent's body again.

far away.

The residents who were still staying in the city and observing the situation discovered.

The mist, which was originally as menacing as an evil spirit, suddenly shrank and turned into a little ghost.

The situation on the field suddenly reversed.

Li Ling suddenly took a step down. This time

The body, which seemed to be carrying a heavy weight, turned into the ghosts and gods of the Brahma River.

???

What happened again?

Under the effect of the Demon Suppressing Seal.

Not just those breaths.

The ghosts and gods of Fanjiang could even feel that the divinity in their bodies was suppressed at this time.

Obviously, something is wrong.

But now it is no longer a question of whether it is right or wrong.

A certain bully working in the underworld keeps approaching at this time.

He waved the mourning stick in his hand, aimed it at the head of the ghost and god of Fanjiang, and struck it hard.

He immediately gathered his bloody aura and condensed it into a shield, intending to block it.

But this breath, under the mourning stick, is as fragile as paper, with no defense at all.

Snap it.

The whole body is tilted half a point.

But don't worry.

next moment.

Li Ling took action again and kicked him forward again, knocking him to the ground.

It doesn’t require too many fancy operations.

There is no need for all kinds of dazzling props and equipment.

The simplest beating, the most enjoyable enjoyment.

As a bully who has been involved in horror games for a long time.

Li Ling would not allow Weiwei to pretend like this in front of him.

Ever since.

before snatching its items.

Li Lingxian gave him a controversial beating.

The specific process is too cruel and cannot be described in detail.

but

Those people in the distant city who thought a disaster was imminent were stunned when they saw the shrinking fog.

If.

At first, the mist gave them the feeling that death was coming at any time, a sickle on their necks, and a demon pouncing on food.

So now.

This mist is as miserable as a lonely ghost wandering the streets and finally freezing to death in the streets and alleys, screaming and wailing on the streets.

Um.

Although the metaphor is a little abstract, it reflects the truest thoughts of these ordinary people at this time.

even

Some very young and courageous people also moved closer at this time and began to observe what was going on here. They did not get too close, but took out their cell phone cameras and kept zooming in on the picture.

then.

They captured a blurry image.

They seemed to be two figures.

One was covered in blood, lying on one side holding his head while being beaten, with his body curled up together. He looked vaguely strange, and the overall proportions were a bit uncoordinated, not what a human should look like.

And another figure.

Then he took a baton-like thing and beat the other figure hard, hitting and kicking him, just like a bully blocking someone else to beat him after school, extremely vivid.

Um.

Although the description is a little down to earth.

But in fact, in the video, the scene when the two men were fighting was a bit scary.

Looking around, the ground was covered with withered grass and flowers. The bloody figure couldn't beat him and wanted to run away. The other man with a baton chased and beat him all the way. If there was a tree blocking the road, he instantly melted the tree, as if

The movie picture is average.

These ordinary people are not the only ones observing this scene.

The other side.

Located at an FBI temporary base a few miles away.

The Guan Gang, as well as some of the core members nearby, were looking at the pictures fed back on the screen and fell into deep thought.

Guan Bang pointed at the blurry bloody figure who was being chased and beaten, and looked at the other people beside him with a little disbelief, his voice trembling: "Is this being chased and beaten a ghost of the Fanjiang River?"

Those members took out the collected messages and pictures and compared them, and for a moment they choked on their words: "I was beaten so badly. I can't recognize it, but it should be."

Guanbang:.

It's not that they are too stupid, but the information presented in the feedback pictures is really unbelievable.

At the beginning.

This Brahma River ghost and god is still arrogant, treating everyone as ants, and crushing human lives like ants. They start the blood sacrifice directly. A few towns are not enough, and they have to go to a city with a lot of people.

Now.

He was like a rat crossing the street, fleeing in a hurry after being beaten by some underworld bully, desperately protecting the statue enshrined on his chest, looking back in panic from time to time, and behind him, Li Ling was like a robber, shouting.

He handed over the things while carrying a mourning stick and frantically chasing and beating him.

"Why don't you wake up the team leader and take a look?"

Someone suggested.

Guan Bang looked at Shan Qiu, who was injured and sleeping soundly, and shook his head: "Forget it."

"He is seriously injured now and needs to recover. It's better not to irritate him."

(End of chapter)