Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Kill five npcs.

Fu Yan gained a total of 2970 horror points.

He was still short of 865 horror points before he could draw the next skill card.

Fu Yan began to think, or let these players die first and turn into ghosts, and then get a wave of horror points.

He counted the number of surviving players.

Not counting him, there are still six living players in this dungeon.

Even if they were all turned into ghosts, it would only have 600 horror points.

Not enough, not enough.

While Fu Yan was distracted from checking the horror value panel, he took the elevator and walked towards the fifth floor.

At this moment, a notification sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ding! Horror value +33"

It was Cui Hao who helped him brush up the horror value and it arrived.

The horror value is credited in real time.

The horror value created by the believer can be received by Fu Yan immediately.

Cui Hao's frightening value arrived at the front foot, and He Shuyue's frightening value immediately caught up.

"Ding! Horror value +26"

"Ding! Horror value +53"

"Ding! Horror value +91"

...

The horror value is rising, not only Cui Hao and He Shuyue's.

There are also those from Old Wu, Da Zhuang, He Shuyang, and even Jiang Lan's small community horror, which has given Fu Yan 9 points of horror.

When the elevator ascended to the fifth floor, He Shuyue and the others had already brushed the horror value to more than 900 points.

On the horror value panel, the second hidden card also turned pale gold at this moment.

You are lucky.

Fu Yan clicks on cards as he walks.

"Drawing this card requires 100,000 horror points. Do you want to draw it?"

Fu Yan clicks "Confirm" directly.

"Card drawing, please wait..."

"Card drawing complete"

"Congratulations on acquiring the skill: Spiritual Power"

"Spiritual Power: You have vast spiritual power, you can control anything you can control..."

There was a lot of long-winded nonsense behind, Fu Yan didn't bother to read it.

Just know that you are awesome.

In addition, Fu Yan didn't have time to think about it, he strode forward.

At this time, Feng Sheng and Li Meng were no longer in the corridor.

Following the voice, Fu Yan walked straight into 504.

The room was pitch black, and the smell of stench and decay filled the entire space.

With extraordinary eyesight, Fu Yan was the first to see Feng Sheng who was slumped on the ground covered in blood.

Feng Sheng was leaning against the wall in a daze, covered in blood, unable to move, subconsciously screaming: "Meng...Mengmeng..."

And Li Meng was hanging in the air by Ye Xi at this time.

A thin but cold black line was connecting the eyebrows of Li Meng and Ye Xi.

This is Ye Xi absorbing Li Meng's spiritual power.

Li Meng's face gradually turned pale, his eyes rolled up, and his mouth opened wide.

With her hands hanging in the air, she tried her best to reach Feng Sheng's direction, and a nearly breathless roar came out of her throat, "Hoho...go...go..."

The picture is too beautiful, like an ancient non-mainstream sad wallpaper.

When Fu Yan came up to him, Li Meng was so attracted that he rolled his eyes.

He slapped Li Meng's head away, grabbed Li Meng's neck, and threw her directly into Feng Sheng's arms.

Feng Sheng, who was originally unconscious, was smashed into a corpse in an instant.

The two of them pressed their limbs together weakly, whispering to each other.

Tsk tsk, this sour smell!

Fu Yan didn't want to hear it, but his ears were too good.

At this time, Ye Xi, who was interrupted from eating, was filled with ghostly aura.

The blue-purple meridian ran down the neck and spread to the whole face.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Fu Yan with a ferocious expression.

Fu Yan folded his arms around his chest, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, showing his signature unbeaten smile, "Look again? Look again and I'll kill you."

Ye Xi was irritated by Fu Yan's words, the black energy all over his body was condensed, and he rushed towards Fu Yan with a roar.

Fu Yan dodged sideways, and mobilized his mental power at the same time... what?

Didn't it mean that he possessed vast spiritual power?

Why is my mind so empty.

Now the horror value system is engaged in false propaganda!

Bully him without an anti-fraud app, right?

Fu Yan immediately called up his horror value panel, "What's the matter with you, a hundred thousand horror points drove me crazy? I don't care, I want my money back!"

The horror value panel flickered twice, and two large characters slowly condensed on the screen: Hehe!

Fu Yan: "..."

You kid mocked me!

But before Fu Yan lost his temper, Ye Xi launched his stink skill to attack again.

Don't beat me!

Fu Yan stepped back quickly, and immediately made a 'pause' gesture to Ye Xi.

"S! You see, this matter is so troublesome..."

Fu Yan laughed and pointed in the direction of Li Meng and Feng Sheng, "Why don't you just keep chasing them and pretend I haven't been here before."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he was ready to slip away.

Ye Xi directly blocked Fu Yan's way.

Facing this person who repeatedly sabotaged his good deeds, Ye Xi only wanted to kill him on the spot.

The blue-purple meridians gradually formed a rose shape in front of Ye Xi's forehead.

Countless black lines with a cold glow protruded from the flower center on Ye Xi's forehead.

The black line hit Fu Yan straight, and instantly trapped Fu Yan's limbs.

The black line was condensed by Ye Xi's mental strength, although it was very thin, it was very hard.

Fu Yan couldn't break free for a while.

This is where it gets interesting...

Ye Xi controlled Fu Yan, and then stretched out a silk thread, piercing Fu Yan's eyebrows, invading his thoughts.

Fu Yan's eyes were dark, and countless strange fragments flashed in his mind.

At the same time, Ye Xi also discovered the secret that Fu Yan is actually a psychic.

Compared with Li Meng's gurgling spiritual power, Fu Yan's spiritual sea is obviously more attractive to him.

Ye Xi probed into the depths of Fu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness, preparing to absorb his spiritual power and turn it into his own use.

Only to find that Fu Yan's spiritual sea has dried up.

Ye Xi felt something was wrong, and was about to get out and evacuate.

Fu Yan suddenly caught Ye Xi's silk thread that penetrated into the center of his brow.

Fu Yan tilted his head to look at Ye Xi, a sickly coldness appeared on his handsome face.

He tightly held the silk thread on his forehead, and stared at Ye Xi with his dark and deep eyes for a moment, sucking Ye Xi's mental power like a storm in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ye Xi wanted to get away at this moment, but it was too late.

His consciousness was struggling frantically in Fu Yan's mind, and the black air around him rushed into Fu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Fu Yan's dry spiritual sea is being nourished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Xi's spiritual power gradually thinned out, and his soul gradually became transparent.

After a while, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated in the air.

Fu Yan's body suspended in the air, slowly landed.

The dark pupils stared straight ahead.

Li Meng and Feng Sheng took two bottles of medicine in the equipment bar, and they recovered a little.

They supported each other and walked to Fu Yan.

Just as Feng Sheng was about to pat Fu Yan on the shoulder, Fu Yan suddenly turned his head and looked at him faintly.

Feng Sheng was startled by Fu Yan's cold eyes, he called out tentatively, "Fu...Fu Yan?"

The next moment, Feng Sheng was lifted up by Fu Yan's neck...