Very suitable for use as the underworld Wangchuan River.

Confiscated.

"Put the water away."

Chen Jian kicked the female corpse's butt, and reluctantly took the water from the ghost lake in tears as the other party's resentment was pouring.

That moment.

The sun shines brightly again.

Shijia Village, shrouded in the ghost realm, has returned to the real world.

The thick fog that enveloped the entrance of the village also dissipated.

...

When Chen Jian came to the temple.

A young man with a magnificent face looked at Chen Jian with a distorted expression.

He worked hard and sacrificed the entire Shijia Village population to cultivate a ghost slave who was not controlled by the Ghost Lake. Before he could establish a contract, the ghost slave was defeated.

How could he accept this result?

He spent all the resources in the thriller game to get this opportunity.

"Who are you? The Great Xia Longque doesn't have a person like you."

Chen Fang looked at Chen Jian with resentment.

"You ruined their plan, and those people won't let you go."

A hint of excitement appeared on Chen Jian's face, and it was indeed organized.

"Who are those people?"

"fall……"

Chen Fang was about to speak when a terrible supernatural power came on the spot.

He cut off his head directly.

Chen Jian was slightly surprised.

He looked up and looked.

Just now, when Chen Fang was about to say a certain keyword, someone cut off Chen Fang's head through a certain medium through countless spaces.

Chen Jian couldn't help but smile:

"It's ignorant to kill people in front of the King of Hell."

"The King of Hell wants you to die at the fifth hour, how can you die at the third hour?"

Chen Jian murmured.

Take out the soul-catching chain.

Chen Fang's ghost flew out of his body.
Chapter completed!