Chapter 662 The neck is entangled, of course it is a neck cut

At this time.

The atmosphere at the scene fell silent.

Shen Jian's eyes lit up.

The look of excitement on his face was undisguised.

He didn't expect that he would suddenly get such valuable information, although it was not verified, he was basically sure that at the moment when the underworld reappeared, Luo Yu had a sense in each of the six days, and abandoned the actual controller before.

Because of this, the authority of the Yin Heavenly Palace, that is, the Qingguo, would suddenly collapse one day, turn into nine dragon qi, and scatter all over the place.

And the second place of Luo Yutian, Olympus, because the authority is incomplete, this did not appear to be broken.

The third place, Luo Yutian, Taisha Forgiveness Sect Heavenly Palace, that is, the city of entertainment, its complete authority is in the hands of the world-weary ghosts and gods, so there is also a situation of collapse.

However, unlike Emperor Qing, the world-weary ghost god did not let the complete authority leave the scope of the entertainment city, but planned to let the powerful ghosts in her territory control part of the authority, and firmly hold the complete control of Luo Yutian in his hands.

From this point alone, the world-weary ghosts and gods have more means than Emperor Qing.

And he doubted.

Those powerful ghosts who have mastered part of Luo Yutian's authority for the world-weary ghosts and gods, I'm afraid the end will not be much better, after all, a ghost who has permissions, will be cranky, and ambitious, even if the horror level is weak, will have the intention of backlashing against its master.

Not to mention, the powerful ghosts who can be selected by some of Luo Yutian's authority are by no means simple characters, and the lowest level of terror is also the top ghost king, and all the ghosts and gods are not strange.

No one else would allow such a hidden danger to happen.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

If his speculation is correct, this Burial God Valley, which has a part of the authority of the Heavenly Palace of the Taisha Forgiveness Sect, must have the backhand of world-weary ghosts and gods.

Either restrict who gets permissions, or simply control it outright.

At the same time, Shen Jian also thought of a question.

Luo Yutian's authority will choose the master, and the most special existence here is undoubtedly the protagonist Lin Yan.

If the plot develops, the protagonist will definitely get the greatest benefits in the Valley of the Buried Gods, and there is a good chance that he will become a permission recipient, that is to say, the so-called protagonist is actually just a puppet who helps the world-weary ghosts and gods control the authority.

Come to think of this.

Shen Jian sighed.

One word came to mind – farms.

The protagonist of a large-scale supernatural movie is a tool man mass-produced by world-weary ghosts and gods, which can help her master a part of Luo Yutian's authority, and which one can stand out.

Like a standardized product on the production line.

Pondering.

Shen Jian came back to his senses.

His gaze fell on the grave ghost again, and his gaze burned.

Grave Ghost: ......

Subconsciously.

He covered his hands in front of the stone pillar, as if to say: Brother, I am not 0.

The corners of Shen Jian's mouth twitched slightly.

A big fight goes down.

scolded and grinned: "What about the interrogation, how serious is it, do you know the exact location of that ghost god?" ”

"I don't know, as soon as I entered here, I triggered the spirit of the cemetery, and I was buried here, and I didn't even have the exploration process."

The grave ghost shook his head.

Shen Jian said in disgust: "Then you are useless, you can erect it here as a totem, maybe after 10,000 years, you can become a totem symbol of the tribe." ”

Let's talk about it.

Without hesitation, he turned and left.

"Huh? Wait, brother, I don't know, but I know who knows. ”

The ghost of the grave dances with his hands.

He has some squares.

This guy is a fucking reality.

As soon as he knew that he had no use value, he gave him up directly.

Without the slightest hesitation.

He would have been very happy before.

Because then he can break free from the stone pillar on his own and regain his life.

However......

At the moment when Shen Jian turned to leave, a strong supernatural wave suddenly came from the ground that came into contact with the black soil, dragging the stone pillar where he was buried back to the pit.

According to the current efficiency, it will not take him two minutes to return to his previous state, be continued to be suppressed, and buried in the black soil, without seeing the light of day.

At this time.

The grave ghost knew that the reason why he didn't perceive the spirit from the black soil just now was because Shen Jian was helping him suppress all this.

Shen Jian left.

The black soil's supernatural spirit really broke out.

And he had no chance of breaking free.

Thereupon.

He panicked.

Prepare for another wave of rescue.

"Brother, before I was buried here, I went around here, and I saw a top ghost king hanging nearby, that ghost is definitely a powerful ghost that originally existed in the Valley of the Buried God, and the other party must know the whereabouts of that ghost god."

Hear this.

Shen Jian paused.

Lifting the foot is another stamping.

Little by little, the black soil that enveloped the grave ghost decomposed, and finally struggled to fall out of the stone pillar.

This moment.

The grave ghost was stunned.

Only when he has truly seen the terrifying suppression of the black soil can he know how terrifying this place is, and he has no power to resist even as he is the top ghost king.

However, Shen Jian could easily suppress it, and even dissipate this supernatural force, and more importantly, he didn't see any decent supernatural fluctuations on Shen Jian during the whole process, as if he had completely suppressed the black soil with just a slight stomp of his foot.

Such strength is incredible.

Strong as a yuppie.

He was amazed.

Nima.

With such strength, why are you still competing with us little shrimps?

He was in an uproar inside.

The attitude is more respectful.

"Lead the way."

on this.

Shen Jian's expression did not change, as if he had just done something that could be done casually, and said calmly.

The grave ghost did not dare to hesitate.

immediately guided Shen Jian to his destination.

It's not far.

It is also located less than 100 meters from the cemetery.

Rows of black trees were rooted on both sides of the black soil, and all the plants that grew were gilded with a dark sheen, and in the shade of the trees, everything looked dim, like a bloody basin with its mouth wide open, waiting for its prey to take the bait.

The grave ghost stopped, a little jealousy flashing in his eyes.

"Brother, it's here, when I first turned here, I was going to go in to find out, but I met an extremely terrifying hanged ghost inside, the horror level is at least at the top ghost king level, and even I suspect that the other party is infinitely close to the ghost god, which can make me escape so embarrassed, and I happened to step on the spirit of the black soil and was buried underground."

Hear this.

Shen Jian moved.

One foot into the territory of the black woods.

The surrounding trees began to sway.

There was an eerie wail.

One by one, the trees also seemed to come to life, the rustling sound blew on the trunks, and the heads hung down one by one, these heads were all powerful ghosts, and a grimace opened with a hideous and distorted face, and his gaze fell on Shen Jianjian.

Time.

Depression, a feeling of suffocation hit.

Seeing this, the grave ghost suddenly tingled his scalp.

Damn it.

The terrible scene he experienced at that time was not even the limit of the hanged ghost, if the hanged ghost had hung down these terrible ghost heads and surrounded him in the first place, then he would not even have a chance to get out.

"Brother, we seem to be surrounded, this hanged ghost is more terrifying than I imagined, the hanging heads on this top are all ghost kings above the abyss level, and the top ghost kings are more than ten, although it is cumulative, but the number is too amazing."

Shen Jian's expression was as usual.

Cast your gaze into the depths.

Step out.

The distance of 100 meters has become a square inch, allowing him to cross the domain in one step.

Appeared in front of an incomparably luxuriant human head tree.

On the tree, a man with tattered clothes, as if he had crawled out of the grave, was hanged from above, his head hanging low, and the thick trunk of the tree was about to fall off half of his neck.

Sensing Shen Jian's sudden appearance in front of him, the hanged ghost raised his head violently, his pupils widened.

When I put this question mark, it's not that I have a problem, it's that I think you have a problem.

How the hell did you get here?

The range of the black soil isolates all the ghosts of the ghost domain, not to mention teleportation, and you can expand the ghost domain even if you are awesome.

But just now, he saw that this guy actually moved directly to him, how could this be possible.

Pondering.

Shen Jian also stared at the hanged ghost, with an evil smile on his face.

"What are you doing climbing so high on this big night? It's too dangerous, don't panic, I'm here to save you. ”

Shen Jian said.

He took out an ancient long sword from his body.

On the body of the long sword, the sharp edge flickered in the dimness.

The Hangman: !!

His face changed.

Roll the calves.

Lao Tzu needs you to save a fart, can't you see that the ashamed tree is Lao Tzu's body?

And.

If you save people, you save people, what do you do with your sword?

On this big night, you held a sword, with a strange smile on your face, and came to save me one bite at a time.

The hanged man's heart is cold.

However, at this time.

Shen Jian was getting closer and closer.

There was a smile on his face, but the malice in his eyes was not concealed at all: "Don't be afraid, look at your appearance, your neck is entangled in the trunk of a tree, I will come to rescue you immediately." ”

said.

Shen Jian raised the Seven Star Demon Sword in his hand.

"Don't." The hanged man's grimace turned green: "Where are you aiming?" Are you cutting down a tree trunk or cutting off my head? ”

Shen Jian gave him a strange look.

"That's it, my neck is entangled, what am I cutting down the trunk for?"

The Hanged Man: ???

He was stunned.

Your uncle, you're really a little genius.

I was speechless when I said this.

The mentally handicapped association doesn't accept this, which is really wise.

Come to think of this.

The hanged ghost couldn't hold back at all, his yin qi exploded, and a pair of dead fish eyes stared directly at Shen Jian, and said gloomily: "You really damn it." ”

The words fell.

A thick branch hung down from the human head tree, like a python, and wrapped around Shen Jian's neck.

Looked at.

The hanged man rejoices.

I thought that Shen Jian was an existence pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he could use teleportation in an area where the ghost domain was prohibited, but he didn't expect to be hit so easily.

Don't look at the branches he wrapped around Shen Jian's neck looked like they were easy to tear, but in fact, once his supernatural attack was launched, the top ghost king couldn't break free.

They will be entangled in death, their heads will be strangled, and their bodies will be dismembered.

No matter how powerful it is, it's useless.

That's what I think about.

The next second.

A chill swept by.

Shen Jian raised the Seven Star Swinging Demon Sword, and with a slight stroke, the branch was directly broken.

This moment.

The grim smile on the face of the hanged ghost froze.

Before he could react.

Shen Jian slashed out again.

The tree, which was more than a few dozen meters high, was cut in half.

The Hangman: !!

He was dumbfounded.

How could his own body be dismembered so easily?

it!

Trouble.

Lao Tzu's roots are rooted in the black soil, even if the ghosts and gods come, it is impossible to dismember his body in this situation, this guy is too outrageous.

Just thinking about it.

The hanged man was horrified to find that the ancient long sword that had just dismembered his body was already on his neck.

"I've freed you, aren't you impressed?"

He wanted to cry without tears.

I don't dare to move, I really don't dare to move.

At that time, this sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from me, and I dared to move it.

If you move, I'm afraid you'll fall to the ground.

"Brother, I'm convinced, please accept the supernatural powers, brother, I can't help but be scared."

The hanged man softened in humiliation.

Hands up.

said that he didn't dare at all.

See here.

Shen Jian asked, "Do you know where the ghosts and gods buried here are?" ”

The hanged man was stunned.

Then he pointed out the direction without the slightest hesitation.

"On the other side of the cemetery, which is the most dangerous place of yin qi, there are a large number of ghosts that are about to move, and the ghost god is sleeping in one of the cemeteries, but no one knows which one."

"You don't know?"

Shen Jian asked.

"I don't know, although I lived here a long time ago, but that ghost was actually buried here not long ago, and before that, this was just a slightly dangerous supernatural place, and there was no such special thing at all."

Smell it.

Shen Jian groaned slightly.

The complete collapse of Luo Yutian's authority was within two years, and this Burial God Valley was born when the protagonist was born and became the protagonist of this movie copy, and according to this time, the special feature was indeed not long ago.

Even.

In the original plot synopsis, it is doubtful that this ghost will be resurrected.

I learned the information I needed.

Shen Jian commits obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Looking at the hanged man's crumbling head, he chose to help.

Took off the other person's head.

Such.

It's not going to be forced to death.

Comfortable.

Do it all.

Shen Jian showed a smile of satisfaction.

……

Get out of the black trees.

Shen Jian brought the grave ghost.

This top-notch ghost king is a native ghost of the third Luo Yutian Entertainment City, and he knows a lot of information about world-weary ghosts and gods.

When Shen Jian repeated the words of the hanged ghost, the grave ghost immediately said excitedly: "This location is right, before we came in, we also thought that the most special place in this supernatural place is located in the place where the god is buried, that is, the cemetery, the cemetery, the mass grave and the like. ”

"As for how to find this ghost god, we don't actually need to look for it, because according to the trend of the supernatural land descending on Wutong City, this ghost god is actually in the stage of recovery, maybe it has already awakened, we just need to wait, and the other party will naturally appear."

The grave ghost was extremely excited.

Although he didn't have a chance to get the permission that the City Lord of Entertainment said, he didn't have much hope in the first place, and his failure could only be said to be expected.

But his eldest brother, who he just recognized, is different.

That strength was simply the most terrifying of all the powerful ghosts he had seen.

In this supernatural place, it's all about killing.

As long as the ghost is born, the final winner will only be his big brother.

If you can't become a permission recipient, it seems that becoming the younger brother of the permission person is also a good choice.

After all.

Obtaining the permission means that the person has entered the eyes of the city lord of the entertainment city, coupled with the terrifying strength of the eldest brother, as long as he leaves here, he can immediately become the high-level of the entertainment city and become the right-hand man of the city lord.

At that time.

Wouldn't he, the little brother, be able to follow the eldest brother to eat and drink spicy food?

Come to think of this.

The grave ghost is more proactive.

took the initiative to say: "Brother, we may be able to go to the cemetery slowly, if this ghost god is already in the recovery stage, then the current cemetery is undoubtedly the most dangerous place, what is the fastest recovery shortcut than devouring a group of powerful ghosts?" ”

"I suspect that the cemetery has become the slaughterhouse of the ghost, and as long as a certain number of ghosts appear there, the ghost god will unleash supernatural spirits and attack everyone."

"We can completely learn from the human system, the praying mantis catches the cicada, the yellow finch is behind, and when that group of people consumes the power of the ghosts and gods, we will reap the benefits of the fisherman."

Hear this.

Shen Jian glanced at the grave ghost.

"Then have you ever heard a word?"

"It's called, no matter what kind of conspiracy you have, I'll break it by myself."

Let's talk about it.

Shen Jian walked towards the cemetery.

Compared with sneaking around and fishing in troubled waters, he prefers to give the other party a blow to the head when this ghost god is the most proud, rampant, and excited.

As for whether he will play it off, this is not in his consideration.

As the king of Hades, he is also the lord of the underworld who is added to the eight Yama personalities, and the lord of the underworld, he does not need to sit on the profits of the fisherman.

Grave Ghost: ......

He stared blankly at Shen Jian's back.

What a hubr...... No, it's self-confidence.

This big brother is not ordinary.

(End of chapter)