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

at this time.

The number of ghost bandits gathered in the entire Hutou Mountain has exceeded 10,000.

These ghost troubles are completely different from the previous evil ghosts.

They are well-equipped, and each one wears a complete set of ghost weapons. Although their own terror level is only the red level, with the blessing of the ghost weapons, they are also an elite army that can rival the Ghost King.

Ten thousand soldiers, that is ten thousand ghost kings.

This is an extremely scary number.

It is not a force that the Third Prince can control at all. If there is any slight mistake, it will be instantly counterattacked. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is raising a tiger to cause trouble.

And standing in front of this group of elite ghost bandits, the one who controls this team is the corpse ghost god who has the power to infinitely approach the world-destroying ghosts and gods.

at this time.

He watched Shen Jian's every move in a joking manner.

The same goes for the group of ghosts, with twisted and sinister smiles on their faces covered by armor.

A pretty boy, holding a scalpel that wasn't even a dagger, said some strange words, and wanted to harm himself, but he didn't dare to cut his wrist because of fear. In the end, only a red scratch was left. That's all they see.

This man, I'm afraid he's lost his mind and gone crazy.

Did he think they would let him go if he did this?

What's so special about this is not naivety, but pure stupidity, not being able to see the situation clearly.

But that's just fine.

If the enemy collapses before fighting, the rest will be easier to control.

Think about it this way.

The eyes of the ghosts were a bit more ferocious.

…

the other side.

The seven masters who attacked also stared blankly at Shen Jian's operations. They were all top ghost kings. With the seven of them joining forces, they were confident enough to compete against the third master and the second master who were at the level of ghosts and gods.

He also showed contempt for Shen Jian's behavior of wanting to harm himself but not daring to do so.

Hehehehe, this coward is so protected that he doesn't even dare to cut his skin with a knife.

The second generation of big shots in the imperial capital are all like this. They all act arrogant and domineering outside. But when they come to our Hutou Mountain, they just cry and beg for mercy. They are worse than ordinary ghosts.

Jie, Jie, Jie, boy, do you want me to teach you how to harm yourself? You should do this, and maybe it will make us more afraid.

A top-notch ghost king with a jagged mouth raised his hand, inserted it into his temple with a grin on his face, and kept stirring. A large amount of ghost blood continued to drip down the temple, which looked extremely oozing.

Hey, you lunatic, just stir. Don't make strange noises while stirring. It will scare other children.

The seven heads behaved extremely relaxedly.

Even though he was close, he looked like he didn't take Shen Jian seriously.

Look at this.

Shen Jian looked as usual.

But the corners of his mouth were also grinning.

There was an exploratory expression of comparative data experiment in his eyes.

The next second.

laugh!

In silence.

The body of the saw-tooth ghost with its head piercing its temple suddenly cracked.

Split in half from the middle.

There was no supernatural fluctuation in the whole process.

thump.

Two sawtooth ghosts fell.

The originally ferocious smile was frozen at this moment, the luster in his eyes was completely extinguished, and the supernatural power disappeared.

In an instant.

The whole place fell silent.

No one knows what happened.

Even the heads closest to the Sawtooth Ghost did not see any traces of supernatural attacks. It was as if there was an invisible and unknown existence that instantly cut it in two with a knife.

Pay attention, brother, my wound is very deep.

at this time.

Shen Jian spoke.

He looked like an old god.

And he showed his wounds openly.

A red mark with nothing but scratches.

Ghosts:?

When the remaining six heads were confused, the one on the far left also had wounds on his body.

The wound continued to spread from bottom to top, and then split the body into two.

It looked like it was cut in half by an invisible object.

this moment.

All the heads were panicked.

His expression changed drastically.

Because they still haven't figured out what this supernatural attack is about.

Immediately afterwards.

It's the third, the fourth, the fifth.

These dead leaders of the top ghost king level were all cut in two, and the shape of their wounds seemed to be the same as those cut by Shen Jian.

Buzz.

This time.

The heads of the ghosts were buzzing, making a sound like thunder.

They thought about it.

This is a supernatural attack by that man.

Judging from the effect, it seems to be something like damage transfer.

This kind of supernatural thing is very useless.

Because the basic condition for damage transfer is that you also suffer the same damage, otherwise the supernatural effect cannot take effect, and this supernatural effect can only be effective on a single person. Once there are more than two enemies, it will stop immediately.

Generally speaking.

Such supernatural powers will only appear in some white-clothed or green-clothed level ghosts.

When dealing with humans, this kind of supernatural power is unexplainable.

Picking off a hand or head at random can kill a human on the spot.

But when dealing with the same kind, the best result of this kind of supernatural power is to exchange one for one.

However.

There seems to be something wrong with the damage transfer initiated by this man!

How the hell did you make a group of top ghost kings freeze on the spot with a scratch that wasn't even a wound?

A scratch on your body requires several top ghost kings to die on your behalf to offset the cost?

Damn it!

Is your face that big?

Who are you? Aren't they all ghosts? Why are you so noble?

At this moment.

The only two remaining masters who were infinitely close to ghosts and gods were frightened.

Because they have no idea whether the supernatural effect of the substitute death has been offset.

If not, then they may not be safe.

and.

They also didn't know that this supernatural attack had a designated range and a designated number of people.

then.

The two masters turned around and ran away.

The next second.

They understood two things.

One: The supernatural price of substitutionary death is still in effect.

Second: This supernatural attack is targeted.

thump.

The four-petal corpse fell to the ground.

There were seven heads when he came, but when he returned, there were fourteen.

This scene.

The whole place fell silent.

The ghost bandits' eyes widened in disbelief.

The lineup of seven top ghost kings, who could rival a ghost god, were destroyed just like that?

what happened?

Why does this happen?

what on earth is it?

How does a supernatural power such as damage transfer exert the effect of killing seven top ghost kings?

All the ghost bandits were stunned.

I find it ridiculous.

The man only made a red scratch on his wrist, and there was no blood on the horse. It required seven of their masters to die together to offset it.

What kind of noble body is he?

That's just a scratch. If he really made a wound on his body, how many top ghost kings would it take to eliminate this supernatural cost?

Ten? Twenty? Thirty?

grass

That's too much.

You are all ghosts, how the hell are you so much nobler than us?

and……

Is this supernatural attack really over?

This doubt appears in everyone's mind.

soon.

This doubt has been answered.

The two ghosts and gods who went to intercept Abi found the same wound on the body of the third master at the moment when the seven top ghost kings died.

In the horrified eyes, the Third Master also burst into pieces on the spot.

No!

A shrill scream sounded.

The third boss died with his eyes closed.

He didn't understand until his death that he, a ghost and god, had to pay the price of death for scratches on a man's body.

aside.

The brain of the second master, who is also a ghost, is down.

It was broad daylight, but his hands and feet were cold.

Damn it, can this world get any better?

Seven top ghost kings and one ghost god, if converted equally, it is equivalent to two ghosts and gods being killed in place of them.

He couldn't imagine it.

If this man cuts off one of his own hands, what kind of terrifying existence will be needed to offset the cost of death.

I'm afraid even the legendary world-destroying ghost and god from Qing Kingdom can't stop him.

Too old.

…

Apparently.

As the head of the family, Zhigu Guishen also thought of this.

A skeletal face was filled with astonishment.

He also felt that if Shen Jian was cruel and cut off one of his arms, or dug out his own heart, then he would have to die for someone who was so close to a world-destroying ghost and god to offset the cost.

In other words.

This is a hell of a hedgehog.

Can't move at all.

Whoever moves and causes a certain amount of damage will die.

If he dies, it probably won't be a problem to replace Emperor Qing, who destroys world-level ghosts and gods.

Think of this.

The bones of the ghosts and spirits trembled in their hearts.

I feel like the situation has become more complicated.

Everything here must not be exposed, otherwise even if they don't die now, they will die in the future.

But dealing with Shen Jian means being prepared to be killed at any time. Who can accept this?

It's okay to be killed, but it would be a damn injustice if he was simply killed.

Plan for today.

They can only rely on the human sea tactic to forcefully consume Shen Jian's supernatural powers. They don't expect to kill the opponent, but just imprison them without harming the opponent.

Immediately.

The corpse ghost stretched out his hand, with five long and narrow fingers over two meters long, pointed at his men.

The next second.

A group of ghost bandits were horrified to find that their bodies began to move uncontrollably, deforming, and then intertwined with other ghost bandits and forcibly bonded together.

Master, what are you doing!

Stop, it hurts, it hurts.

My body, my body was torn apart.

The screams echoed through the sky.

Shen Jian was startled.

Look away.

I saw more than thousands of ghost bandits being forcibly kneaded together by an invisible hand, forming a ten-meter-tall monster with limbs and facial features crawling all over its body.

This no longer belongs to the category of ghosts, but ghosts.

But the effect is also very impressive.

They were originally just a group of red-clad ghost bandits, but at this moment they emitted terrifying waves of Yin Qi that were comparable to corpses of ghosts and gods.

Although unstable and even on the verge of collapse, at this moment, this is indeed a terrifying existence that is infinitely close to a world-destroying ghost and god.

It is a ghost evil formed by more than 5,000 ghost bandits.

The person who maintains this ten-meter ghost body is the most loyal subordinate of the Bone Ghost. A bone ghost who has been brainwashed and only knows how to obey his master.

His bone face is located on the face of the ghost, controlling this ten-meter ghost body.

Under the instructions of the corpse ghost and god, he began to rush towards Shen Jian.

He looked like he was going to tear Shen Jian into pieces.

His ferocious appearance shows that he is brave and not afraid of death.

Apparently.

The corpse ghosts and gods intend to use this method to restrain Shen Jian's actions. Even if Shen Jian is accidentally injured in the process, he does not need to bear the supernatural price.

There is no risk to him.

The only loss was the loss of five thousand elite men.

Half of the foundation of Hutou Mountain was lost. It may be an exaggeration to return to before liberation, but it is almost the same.

but……

If the current problem is not solved, Hutoushan will also be destroyed.

Just thinking about it.

The Bone Ghost laughed ferociously and roared: Kill, the ghost bandits of Hutou Mountain have nothing to fear.

Gui Sha:?

The bone ghost dominates this ghost body, but the consciousness of the other five thousand ghost bandits has not dissipated, but they can no longer control the body.

They watched the Bone Ghost control their bodies and rush towards Shen Jian, their grimaces falling into extreme panic.

Not to mention green, they are all green and black.

Damn it!

A few dishes, so drunk.

If this was really a slap, they didn't know if something happened to Shen Jian, but they knew that even if Shen Jian was injured, some of them would be killed instead.

Whoever wants to bear such a price should bear it, but they are not willing.

As early as the moment when Shen Jian killed eight heads at once, they had already felt fear in their hearts, and now they were dragged to death by the big head.

The resentment in their hearts can be imagined.

No one wants to be the scapegoat.

Stop your horse for me!

Fuck, bone ghost, you fucking stop!

Then it's a hedgehog. Why don't you rush into it and die?

Ah ah ah, retreat quickly, retreat quickly, you pig teammate.