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

City God's Hall.

Shen Jian sat in his seat, his mood also fluctuating a bit.

When he first took over the underworld, there was only one Yama Palace in the entire underworld, and everything was in ruins.

now.

The Palace of Yama, the Palace of Qin Guang, the Palace of Chujiang, and the Palace of Emperor Song. There are four halls.

The gates of hell are wide open, the River of Forgetfulness flows, and the flowers on the other side are in full bloom.

The eighteen levels of hell are unlocked to the thirteenth level.

The number of tortured ghosts exceeds thousands.

A city god's hall.

There are countless ghosts.

There is a difference between two living persons.

There are dozens of dead people.

Although this is still just the beginning compared to the legendary underworld, Shen Jian is already satisfied.

Today's underworld has entered a stage of rapid development.

As long as Qing City is completely controlled, we can use this as a basis to radiate across the country and even the world.

By then, the underworld will regain its mythology.

Are you okay?

The mood is ups and downs.

Shen Jian saw the ghost teacher still standing there.

The ghost teacher pondered for a few times and said, Sir, Wei Wuliang learned about the attack on the Daxia Longque Branch in Qing City and wanted to help.

Shen Jian frowned and said in a cold voice: Didn't he read the contract when we signed it? The underworld is not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the Yang world, and it cannot have too much contact with the Yang world. What you have to do is to protect the tranquility within your jurisdiction. , arrest the evil spirits.

The ghost teacher's head hung down and he was sweating profusely.

He shouldn't have agreed to this errand.

Now there are no human beings inside or outside.

Although the Lord is not angry, his aura is increasing day by day.

Just the cold tone made him feel the abyss.

Sir, I will refuse him right now.

The ghost teacher said quickly.

Wait, let him go.

At this time, Shen Jian suddenly spoke.

Ghost teacher:? ? ?

He looked up blankly.

Just in time to see Shen Jian reveal a strange smile.

If he wants to go, let him go. After all, I am the one who personally selected the city god. I can't be so unkind. Tell him that I will allow him to go to Yangshi to clean up the battlefield.

yes.

The ghost teacher didn't understand Shen Jian's thoughts, but he could see that the master seemed to have some new ideas.

Watching the ghost teacher leave.

The smile on Shen Jian's face became even brighter.

Almost missed an opportunity.

In front of everyone, he asked the ghost teacher to personally arrest Wei Wuliang's soul in front of the members of the Great Xia Longque, and said in person that he would make Wei Wuliang a sinister underworld, which was originally intended to attract people.

What kind of person can quickly adapt to a difficult job?

The one who controls ghosts.

Thriller gamer.

Member of Daxia Longque.

These three are all active on the front line of the supernatural circle. As long as they become shady agents, they don't even need training, and they can catch the ghosts themselves.

In front of other Daxia Longque members, he told the position of underworld messenger in the underworld, because he wanted to leave an idea in the hearts of these people: as long as he has merit, he can go to the underworld to work as underworld messenger after death.

Not many people can refuse this kind of temptation.

But now, Wei Wuliang once again shines brightly after his death, which can undoubtedly prove the fact that he has become a sinister figure in the underworld.

By the time.

I'm afraid that ghost masters from all over the country will enter Qingshi before they die, hoping to become evil.

With Wei Wuliang's living advertisement, why worry about not attracting talented people?

Just imagine, a person's consciousness will not disappear after death, but he can continue to live in the world, and he can even come into contact with the human world and walk in the world like a living person.

How is this different from eternal life?

Just because he thought of this, Shen Jian changed his mind temporarily.

Brother, can Qiqi go?

At this time.

Qiqi also walked over, her eyes a little angry, and the old yellow dog followed behind her, his head lowered, for fear of making his master angry again.

Shen Jian's eyes showed a bit of surprise.

Think about it.

Go if you want.

Regarding the placement of the little girl in front of him, Shen Jian also considered sending her out and returning to the Yangshi.

After all, she is too young.

Even if he is already a different kind of ghost controller, he cannot play any role.

Only time will prove whether this method of controlling powerful ghosts is correct or not.

Shen Jian glanced at the old yellow dog next to Qi Qi. Under the nourishment of the City God's Hall, this fierce ghost had already reached the half-step red level.

If nothing else, it is enough to protect people.

soon.

Shen Jian was the only one left in the huge Chenghuang Hall.

Tsk, I've become a loner.

Shen Jian clicked his tongue.

Then he was slightly startled.

Suddenly he thought of the River Goddess who was placed in Villa No. 001.

There was also a smile on his face.

You play with yours, and I play with mine.

…

at the same time.

Qingshi Daxia Longque Branch.

There is a dark wind blowing from heaven and earth, and the branches and leaves of the trees in the green belt are swaying and rustling.

Black shadows sprang out one after another, leaving behind a sinister ghostly smile that was jarring and frightening.

If anyone stood at the end of the road, they would see a horrifying scene.

The end of the road.

The light shines brightly.

Dozens of figures came over.

Some appear to be just like ordinary people, but if you look closely, you will find that there are things crawling inside some people's clothes, some people's back clothes have a grimace, making a wailing look; some people's hearts are empty; some people's legs are empty. Already rotten, only bones...

And in front of this group of people.

There are three more figures.

One person's face was full of flesh, with a scar running through his face. That was the God of Slaughter.

One person's face was as pale as a dead man's face without any emotion. That was the Poison God Envoy.

One person was wearing a straight suit, his eyes were shedding blood and tears, and his scarlet eyes were moving, taking in everything around him. That is the God of Blood and Tears.

The members of Daxia Longque headed by Qian Kuan all took a deep breath.

The three great envoys led dozens of ghost masters and more than four hundred members of the fallen angel organization who either carried supernatural props or had special fighting skills to attack.

This power is enough to destroy the Qingshi branch.

Let Qingshi become purgatory.

This is an unprecedented super-large S-class supernatural event.

If it is not enough, if the battlefield is spread out, Qingshi's economy will be set back for at least thirty years.

Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid that the headquarters will make up its mind and eradicate you all?

Qian Kuan shouted solemnly.

Hahaha, a branch leader is worthy of talking to us.

The eyes of the scar-faced Killer God are full of bloodlust and jest.

It was you who killed my two fallen angels. The Fallen Angels organization has no intention of being an enemy of you. It's you who insist on meddling in our affairs. The Poison God envoy said coldly.

Fart, if you hadn't massacred the village and killed people, who would have had time to care about you. Qian Kuan roared, using a rare expletive.

The new world is coming. Those who cannot grasp the trend will eventually die in the future. We just brought their death a little earlier. We will not forget the contributions they made to us new humans.

The eyes of the God of Blood and Tears were filled with bright red blood, and his face was filled with grief.

Yes, when the horror game comes, more than 70% of the world's population will die from the resurrection of evil spirits. Since they will die sooner or later, it will help us improve our supernatural powers, and we can better occupy a place in the trend of the new world.

The Killing God also spoke.

The members of the Fallen Angel organization behind him also showed smiles of approval.

It seems that they have completely recognized this theory in their hearts.

Qian Kuan felt cold in his heart.

There are still people here.

No evil ghost in human skin would have such unscrupulous thoughts.

This is a bunch of lunatics.

If they are not wiped out, the world will fall before the horror game arrives.

Okay, don't delay. The person in charge of your Qing City won't be able to come, so don't waste your efforts.

At this time.

The God of Slaughter said impatiently, having already lost control of his desire to kill.

Hear this.

Qian Kuan's expression changed drastically.

Because he was preparing to ask Shen Jian for help.

The three great envoys, this is a problem that the Qingshi branch is simply unable to solve.

At the moment, only by inviting Shen Jian out can we resolve this difficulty.

But this plan seemed to have been discovered by the other party.

And the other party also knew that Shen Jian was not currently in the real world.

Hahaha, how dare we come here without doing some homework? After all, it was the killing star that single-handedly killed Zhi Zha and cursed the two great envoys.

The God of Blood and Tears smiled sadly:

But he is currently in a four-star dungeon and will not be able to come out in three to five months. Even if you ask for help, will he be able to return to the real world?

Qian Kuan has a very ugly face.

Even Shen Jian knew that he had entered the four-star dungeon.

It seems that an angel from the Fallen Angel organization also entered the dungeon and recognized Shen Jian's identity.

This time it was completely over.

Money is as broad as death.

But he sent a message anyway.

[Instructor Qian: Mr. Shen, one of the players in your dungeon is an envoy of the Fallen Angel Organization. He already knows your true identity. Don’t let him go. 】

Finished.

Determination showed on his face.

When he comes back, he will come to you to settle everything.

Hahaha, it's a pity that you can't see it anymore.

The God of Killing smiled jokingly:

Do it and destroy this place!

The voice fell.

The members of the Fallen Angel Organization showed ferocious expressions one by one.

Some people's bodies are filled with ghost shadows, some people's hearts are beating bang bang bang, some people's clothes are stretched open, revealing the ferocious faces behind them, and they are crying and howling.

However……

at this time.

From the end of the road there was the clanging sound of chains and the mysterious sound of bells, which was very disturbing.

Um?

what's the situation?

ambush?

The expressions of the three great gods changed.

Their people have already arrived, and this is definitely not their person.

The one who comes is not good.

They looked.

His pupils shrank, and he could detect terrifying supernatural fluctuations sweeping through him.

The ghosts in their bodies instinctively sensed danger.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became quiet.

Look at each one.

then.

Whether they were members of the Fallen Angel Organization or members of the Great Summer Dragon Bird, everyone in the audience was breathless at this moment.

Under the bright moonlight.

There are many ghosts.

It was completely black.

There were countless terrifying figures.

They are all ghost servants wearing black official robes and holding soul-enchanting chains.

They walked on the street with dead eyes and cold eyes.

A pair of dark and horrifying eyes made people's scalp numb.

But in front of these ghosts.

Nine beautiful female ghosts with plump figures and charming looks were walking in front.

The sky-high resentment enveloped the entire street, terror and despair continued to spread, supernatural beings were wailing sharply, and the blood in the sky spread in the corners and alleys...

this moment.

Hundreds of ghosts walk in the night.