When seeing this scene, all the candidates present took a deep breath.
The look he looked at Black Haired Youth was no longer horrified, but completely like a monster.
This kind of strength.
What kind of talent is this, and how can it be possible that he is just a B-rank candidate with this kind of strength.
People are more infuriating than others.
They tried their best to save their lives in the Ghost group, and even if they were not careful, they would die tragically here.
But Bo Shuo can completely treat this as a game.
Even at the moment when he loses interest, the first connection overturns the entire game and then starts killing people wantonly.
Such terrifying strength.
For a moment, no one dared to speak anymore. Suddenly, the few people at the end felt that the attacks that had been swirling around them were getting less and less.
It even disappeared completely in the end.
On the west wall of the corridor, Silver White-colored light poured out, reflecting twisted shadows.
Those are all 'Shadow Ghost' hidden around the wall.
At this moment, they were like an enraged swarm, suddenly attacking the intruder at the front, even the candidates behind were completely ignored.
More and more Ghost have noticed the abnormality ahead, and are rushing forward like crazy.
Then he was killed without mercy by Silk Thread.
If there are corpses in Ghost, at this rate of death, it is estimated that the entire corridor will be filled with corpses.
Sea of Corpses and Blood is not an exaggeration either.
Endless shadows surged around, and a sharp sense of crisis Shou Shou rushed into my heart.
There is only one target left in the entire corridor, 'Shadow Ghost'.
Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!
The attacks around other candidates stopped completely, and some candidates who were almost in danger leaned against the wall and had room to breathe.
The focus of the entire audience was gathered at the front.
"Mr. Bo! Be careful!"
Meng Ran Nian looked at this scene, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he screamed unconsciously.
There are so many Ghost that even the walls of West Zhou can't accommodate them.
Under the light of Silver White, countless Black Shadow surrounded Black Haired Youth, densely packed with strong danger and oppression.
Under this crazy siege, Black Haired Youth's figure began to gradually fade away.
In the end, all that fell in sight was blackness, and wisps of Silver White like tiny sparks.
This kind of nearly crazy attack would make it difficult for even a candidate close to A-Class to survive.
Think of this.
The emotions of the candidates present varied.
Some people are sweating because of Bo Shuo.
Some people breathed a sigh of relief.
Because this group of Ghost is attacking Bo Shuo, this means that they can rely on this period of time to find other Way Out.
It's just a vague pity.
No matter how powerful Bo Shuo is, he is just a B-rank candidate.
And the dense surroundings are all B-rank Ghost, which will soon swallow him up.
In addition to these, there are still some people who are completely malicious towards Bo Shuo.
In this cruel and high-pressure environment, even Saint Mother may be forced into another twisted personality in one bloody and cruel exam after another.
What's more, ordinary people who lived in peaceful times before.
It will only make the distortion and darkness more serious.
They have lost their most basic empathy, their empathy for life and death, and some even expect bloodshed and death.
I would rather watch a story like the one in Ghost's mouth where a superior person makes one wrong move and ends up tragically dead.
And the scene happening now just satisfies their senses.
At the end of the line, an honest-looking man in sportswear swallowed his saliva and stared at the scene not far away, slightly concealing the excitement in his eyes.
His name is He Xun, candidate B-rank, and he is also one of the candidates who has great malice towards Bo Shuo.
Even though he didn't look strange on the surface, he was already looking forward to the next development in his heart.
Die, die, die.
With such twisted and dark thoughts, he stared at the development not far away.
Just like the scene in his mind reappearing, Black Haired Youth was gradually submerged by Black Shadow, and then disappeared completely.
Before He Xun could reveal his twisted smile, his expression froze on his face.
But the reality is different from imagination.
A few more seconds have passed, and Proctoring System's death tone has not yet sounded.
He Xun's original excitement felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on him.
Cool down slowly.
His eyes were a little dull.
I saw Ghost Shadow Swarm, who was surrounded by young people, suddenly burst into mournful wails.
Sharp and harsh.
It seemed that he had suffered countless tortures, and at the same time, the dark fog began to spread like boiling water.
"Tear--"
Silver White Silk Thread quickly passed through the thick night, slowly falling in all directions to the west, and landed in He Xun's retina.
With an overwhelming and heavy sense of danger.
It seems that the sharp white will pierce the eyes in the next second, and then annihilate the whole person into ashes.