Horror Game: Brother, You Are Too Much

The black hair in the abyss squirmed wildly, like a dynamic "starry sky".

In the corner of the "starry sky", a ray of golden light flashed through the gaps in the black hair.

"Big spring."

Su Chen keenly captured this flashing golden light.

"Dachun, can you hear me?"

"If you can hear it, come out." Su Chen shouted loudly.

He held a three-pointed double-edged gun in his hand, and his eyes were fixed on the wriggling abyss.

There are more bloody tentacles around the abyss.

They are gradually intertwined, like rattan becoming bigger.

The charred corpses also climbed up the tentacles and piled up quickly.

When reaching a certain height, the bloody tentacles suddenly bent down into the depths of the abyss with endless charred corpses.

If you look from a distance.

This scene is like fishing.

It's just that the fishing tool is not a fishing rod, but a blood column composed of countless tentacles and charred corpses.

The goal of fishing is not fish.

It's the scariest ghost in Building 1.

It can be clearly seen that the scorched corpse and the black hair are constantly colliding, trying to tear a gap to enter.

Under the collision of the scorched corpse, a gap was torn open in the black hair.

But a bright light emerged from the gap.

The scariest ghost in Building 1 did not come out, but Dachun showed up ahead of time.

He bent his back, charged his right hand like a balloon, and struck hard.

Popping and screaming could be heard.

Dachun repelled something and couldn't see clearly, the abyss was too dark.

"Dachun, I'm here."

Seeing Dachun, Su Chen was overjoyed, and quickly threw the three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand over.

At this time, the battle broke out in the Samsara Building, let alone himself, even Hong Ling was not qualified to intervene.

"It can't be killed outright."

"But owning this gun can make it hurt more."

"It has not yet recovered to the strength of the big murderer, and find a way to continue to weaken it."

"It's best to knock down the top red-clothed realm, and then I'll have a way to imprison it." Su Chen shouted to Dachun.

The scariest ghost in Building 1 is definitely not the culprit at this moment.

If it was a real culprit, it could already leave Building 1 without fear of the black-haired ghosts on the lower floor.

But even if it is not a big murderer, it is a very, very weird ghost.

It was a ghost that Su Chen had never seen before.

Because it cannot die completely, it is similar to immortality.

Can only be locked up or imprisoned.

Otherwise, Yang Jian couldn't let it continue to live.

"Okay." Dachun caught the three-pointed double-edged gun, shot back, tore a gap and disappeared.

"Hongling, withdraw."

The purpose of coming to the abyss is to borrow a gun for Dachun.

I hope that Dachun, who has a three-pointed and two-edged gun, can hit the scariest ghost in Building 1 again.

Now that the goal has been achieved, Su Chen will not stop there.

He quickly moved away from Building 1 and summoned all the ghosts in Xin'an Community.

"Everyone, if you don't want to die, help me."

"None of us will be able to survive if the great terror in Building 1 is allowed to escape."

Su Chen's eyes were red, with hysterical ferocity in his eyes.

This kind of ferocity, even Li Gui saw it and felt afraid.

Those are not the eyes that humans should have, they are the eyes that only a very few extremely ferocious ghosts can have.

This is a pair of crazy, tyrannical, unscrupulous cannibal eyes.

"Cut a wound on your body, don't resist."

"Hong Ling, suck their blood out for me."

Su Chen's blood eyes can manipulate blood.

But there are too many ghosts in Xin'an Community, and he can't do what he wants.

The red bell also has a similar ability.

She is a red dress, and she is very promising to become a top red dress in the future.

She can do it.

After roaring, Su Chen raised the ghost painting.

One of Hongling's arms turned into a bloody hand, clinging to Su Chen's arm.

The monstrous sea of ​​blood behind spread out and began to cover the entire Xin'an community.

The blood of the ghost resident in Xin'an Community began to drip and merge with the blood.

Even the wife of the convenience store stretched out an arm from the coffin and cut it open.

Feng Ji's eyes were also filled with blood and tears.

The blood of countless ghosts, mixed with terrifying resentment, merged with the ominous blood.

Su Chen's face was also extremely pale, and he could see a large amount of blood pouring into the ghost painting along his arm.

Hong Ling is a ghost, and can obtain the power of other ghosts by swallowing and absorbing.

Su Chen is a human being, and if he wants to borrow the power of the red bell, he must bear the upper body of the ghost.

Although Hong Ling has restrained herself very much, she tried not to hurt Su Chen.

But the upper body of the ghost still caused Su Chen to damage his Yangshou for more than ten years.

"Hong Ling, remember those uncooperative ghosts."

"After this matter is over, kill all those ghosts who don't cooperate."

"My community does not raise waste ghosts."

Up to now, Su Chen is still thinking about it.

Fate is used to fight, and the future is made with life.

This is what players who enter the horror world should know and be aware of.

Looking up, the ghost painting in Su Chen's hand has grown several times in size.

"not enough."

Su Chen is still insisting.

Until the limit, he will not let go.

The ghost painting is still getting bigger, breaking through three meters, four meters, five meters in height.

When Su Chen's face was as white as a corpse, he threw the ghost painting vigorously.

The huge ghost painting stayed at the top of the abyss in an incredible way.

"It's unlucky for you to meet me!"

Su Chen roared, pressing down his hands suddenly.

The huge ghost painting that stopped in mid-air began to slowly descend according to Su Chen's pressing gesture.

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053: Today, no one can save you~ (1 / 1)

There was a strong wind at the top of the abyss.

The huge tearing force formed an air wave visible to the naked eye.

The black hair from the depths of the abyss popped out like water plants.

Countless black hair gathered together to wrap the ghost painting, forming a huge prison.

From a distance, this scene looks like a black tornado reaching the sky.

The sky is a huge ghost painting.

Tear-tear-tear, terrible screams pierced through the black hair, shaking the heads of all the ghosts.

Su Chen, who was also shocked, temporarily lost his hearing.

"What the hell is that?"

So far, Su Chen has never seen the real appearance of the scariest ghost in Building 1.

Eyeballs, tentacles, flesh and blood are only part of its strength.

As for what it really looks like, Su Chen is extremely curious.

After all, the scariest ghost in Building 1 once fought with Yang Jian.

It is an unknown horror crawling out of the Bronze Stone Gate.

Even Guanjiangkou has become a distorted world.

One can imagine how strong this guy was at his peak.

"Papa said there is a god living in every star in the sky."

Su Chen thought of the diary he got from Room 104.

I thought it was a fairy tale to coax children.

But until now, Su Chen realized that the depth of water in the horror world is terrifying.

In the last life, even if terror befell the earth, no one stirred up this pool of water.

But it doesn't matter now.

Since God gave Su Chen a chance to be reborn.

He will definitely find the answer, even if the answer is extremely cruel.

"No one can save you today.

"Whether you used to be a god or something else, I will lock you up."

"I, Su Chen, said that it's useless for the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu to come."

Su Chen's eyes turned hard, and he pressed down harder.

But the decline of ghost paintings is very slow.

Su Chen felt that his hands were propped up by an invisible wave of air. Even with all the strength in his body, the ghost painting's descent speed was extremely slow.