Chapter 272 Hundred Ghosts Night Parade

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 waiting to be built.

now.

There are four palaces: the Palace of Yama, the Palace of Qin Guang, the Palace of Chujiang, and the Palace of Emperor Song.

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

The eighteenth level of hell is unlocked to the thirteenth level.

The number of tortured ghosts exceeds thousands.

A Chenghuang Hall.

There are countless ghosts.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became quiet.

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 meritorious service, he can go to the underworld to work as underworld messenger after death.

Shen Jian's eyes showed a bit of surprise.

And in front of these ghosts.

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.

The light shines brightly.

Shen Jian clicked his tongue.

"Sir, I will reject him immediately."

Because I am preparing to ask for help from Shen Jian.

The three great envoys led dozens of ghost masters, plus more than 400 members of the Fallen Angel organization who either carried supernatural props or possessed special fighting skills.

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.

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

soon.

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

Qian Kuan felt a chill in his heart.

Let Qingshi become purgatory.

…

They looked.

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

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

Dozens of figures came over.

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

The Killing God also spoke.

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 evil ghosts themselves.

With Wei Wuliang as a walking advertisement, why worry about not attracting talented people?

I happened to see Shen Jian reveal a strange smile.

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

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

But he still sent a message.

The God of Killing smiled jokingly:

"Do it and destroy this place!"

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.

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

"Um?"

These are a bunch of lunatics.

After all, she is too young.

The ghost teacher said quickly.

The mood is ups and downs.

[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. 】

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

Shen Jian frowned and said in a cold voice: "When we signed the contract, didn't he read 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. , to capture the evil ghost."

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

Just the coldness of his tone made him feel the abyss.

"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.

Qingshi Daxia Longque Branch.

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

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

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

The one who controls ghosts.

"yes."

Qian Kuan has a very ugly face.

He shouldn't have agreed to this errand.

Shen Jian saw the ghost teacher still standing there.

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

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

Now he is no longer human inside and out.

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...

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

Hear this.

Finished sending.

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

There is a difference of two places between living beings.

When his pupils shrank, he could feel terrifying supernatural fluctuations sweeping through him.

At this time.

At this time.

"Is there anything else you want?"

Just then.

"Wait, let him go."

Not many people can refuse this kind of temptation.

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

"ambush?"

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

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

"Go if you want."

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

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

If we don't destroy them, the world will fall first before the horror game comes.
To be continued...