Chapter 263: The Second Generation of Top Cultivators Appears in the Live Broadcast Room
However, even after Song Mang threw the paper grenade in for a long time, there was no sound of explosion from inside.
"Why didn't it explode?"
Song Mang stared at the crack in the door, but it was still dark and he couldn't see anything.
Xi Jinzhi saw it, "The explosion was neutralized, so there was no movement. Your grenade's explosive power is not enough, so don't waste it."
"It can even neutralize the explosion of a paper grenade. It seems that thing itself is very strong."
“It’s not necessarily what resolved it.”
Xi Jinzhi said, "The player with Hai Gaoyuan was able to evade everyone's detection from the very beginning. He must have a Ghost King-level ghost card or ghost weapon in his hand."
"Another Ghost King level?"
Song Mang couldn't help but gasp in amazement, "Why do I feel like Ghost King-level things are becoming more and more common?"
She remembered that in her previous life, she had not met many people who had ghost cards and ghost weapons at the Ghost King level, and she herself had never obtained the Ghost King's ghost card until her death.
"At the beginning, there weren't that many Ghost Kings, but now, monsters can increase their strength by devouring their own kind, and they can also increase their strength by eating humans. Their strength increases faster, so there are more and more monsters like Ghost Kings."
However, even though the number is slightly higher than before the apocalypse, it is still a relatively rare existence.
Those people who possessed the Ghost King's Ghost Card that Song Mang met were almost all the chosen ones of a certain area, and were not ordinary people.
In her previous life, she had never met these people and did not have the strength to fight against them, so she felt that there were very few ghost cards and ghost energy at the Ghost King level.
Song Mang thought for a moment and put away the remaining paper grenades in his hand.
Not long after she put it away, Aunt Bai appeared quietly at the corner of the stairs.
"Guest, your takeaway has arrived."
Aunt Bai said to Song Mang, "After you finish eating the takeaway, go back to your room and rest. Don't go to the third floor, or you will regret it!"
Aunt Bai saw Song Mang standing there and thought she was going to the third floor, so she hurried over and closed the iron door.
Song Mang raised his eyebrows and said, "Two more players have run inside. Aren't you going to let them out?"
"Did someone run in?"
Aunt Bai looked unaware of this and was surprised for a moment before she said coldly, "Since they're determined to die, it's not my fault. I won't open this door again.
After midnight, many things in the castle will change. I don’t know what I will do, let alone the thing on the third floor. The door here must be locked."
After saying this, Aunt Bai went downstairs.
Song Mang stood there, thinking about what she had said, and some doubts flashed through his mind.
What happens after 12 o'clock at night?
Song Mang couldn't help but glance out the window of the corridor, and saw that the blood moon outside was getting brighter and brighter, and the night outside seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood mist.
"Blood Moon, Invitation Letter, Ancient Castle..."
Song Mang murmured unconsciously, "What on earth is the purpose of the statue in this dungeon? Why did over 100,000 players enter this place, and no one survived?"
Judging from what she has experienced now, although the weirdness here is much stronger than in other copies, it is not so strong as to be outrageous.
Not only can she deal with it, some practitioners of the Chinese Xuanmen also have many ways to deal with it.
For example, these two people from the Haicheng Sword Sect can come and go freely on the third floor? They can also use special powder to control monsters to attack a certain person.
Or is this just an appetizer, and the real action is in the heart of the castle?
Thinking of this, Song Mang's stomach rumbled. She was a little hungry, so she went downstairs to eat takeout.
When Song Mang returned to the restaurant, he saw that the restaurant's furnishings had been restored to their original state, and the other players were standing in the corner with some uneasiness.
The long table in the restaurant was filled with exquisite lunch boxes containing the newly delivered Michelin-rated Western food.
When Song Mang sat down to eat, he opened the live broadcast room and took some pictures of the nearby scene for the audience.
"I entered another copy."
Song Mang took a bite of steak and said to the camera, "Is there anyone like me in the castle dungeon? The name of this dungeon is Blood Moon Invitation."
"How come you're back in the dungeon so soon? It hasn't even been a day since you destroyed the last one!"
[So cool! Sister Song is so strong, yet she's so diligent in entering dungeons. I really admire her!]
[I'm in this castle too. The rules of this dungeon are so baffling. Not a single one of them is correct. I've been searching for ages but still can't find the invader!]
Among the barrage of comments, Song Mang saw a familiar account called "Xia Ren Bu Bian Yan".
This guy is not only in the top ten of the national standings, but also the heir of the Xuanyuan family, the most powerful swordsman in China.
Song Mang @ed "Xia Ren Bu Bian" and said, "Xia Ren, did you receive the invitation?"
【I got it.】
Shrimp replied quickly, "There's also a picture of my dad on it. Although I know it's unlikely that my dad would have gotten into trouble in this instance, I'm still a little worried because I still haven't found him."
Song Mang: "What's your father's name? If I meet him, I'll keep an eye out for you."
Shrimp didn't blink: [His last name is Xuanyuan, just like mine, so you can just call him Old Man Xuanyuan.
In addition, he has long hair like ancient people, and he likes to tie it up, with a tuft of golden hair on his hair.
As soon as this comment without blinking an eye was posted, Song Mang's live broadcast room exploded instantly, with countless comments rushing out.
[Holy crap?! ! Your dad is the Xuanyuan Sword Saint?! A top-tier second-generation cultivator suddenly appeared in Sister Song's livestream!]
[This isn't just any old cultivator, this is the Xuanyuan Sword Saint! The number one expert in the Chinese Xuan Sect!]
"You're not the top expert now, are you? I heard that in a coastal city, a Jindan Zhenren has survived a heavenly tribulation and advanced to the Yuanying stage! That person is the current number one!"
[Xuanyuan Sword Saint is also about to be promoted. The combat power of other cultivators is simply no match for that of a sword cultivator, not to mention that this one is a Sword Saint!]
The audience in the live broadcast room was crazily discussing the dad who doesn't blink an eye when he sees shrimp. He is also considered a top star in the Xuanmen.
Shrimp said: [Host, host, have you found the intruder over there? We've been fooled so many times by this bullshit rule, it's driving me crazy! If I find out which intruder changed the rules, I'll kill them!]
Song Mang saw the comment of Xia Ren not blinking among a bunch of comments.
She replied, "There are no intruders in this copy, and the rules have not been changed."
"Then why are we being hunted down even though we've followed the rules? Several of our friends have already died!"
Song Mang: "Because the rules you got were fake from the beginning! If you compare the roughness of the paper used to make the rules and the invitation, you can clearly see that they are not made of the same kind of paper.
Also, that voice reminded me when I entered the dungeon. Please follow the real rules. Please be careful not to eat humans. Humans are not edible."
Xia Ren heard her reply without blinking, was stunned for a long time, and then continued typing to ask.
[So what are the real rules? We were given this piece of paper with the rules as soon as we entered.]
Song Mang was about to answer when the European-style leather chair she was sitting on suddenly moved!
Tear, tear.
A deep crack appeared on the cushion of the leather chair, and a strong ghostly aura surged out of it, forming a ghostly hand that suddenly grabbed the back of Song Mang's collar.
A strange black talisman appeared on the back of the chair, and then the ghost hand pulled hard and pulled Song Mang directly into the chair!
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