The imperial capital of China, the Imperial Ghost Division.

Lu Yu and Cao Qiuran sat in the thirteenth floor of the basement, which was still an empty hall, but with an extra stone table and a few stone benches.

"Since there was an abnormal vibration between heaven and earth a few days ago, the frequency of ghost gates in various parts of Huaxia has become more and more frequent, and even the spatial passages that can accommodate the eighth-order ghost monarch to pass through have appeared three in succession!"

After Cao Qiuran poured a cup of tea for Lu Yu, he continued:

"Fortunately, there are many eighth-order powerhouses in my Huaxia Imperial Ghost Division, and the current situation can still be handled, but most of the small countries around Huaxia have been reduced to ghost domains!"

Speaking of this, there was a look of unbearability in his eyes.

Lu Yu also sighed softly, he and Cao Qiuran had already expected this situation, but now that things have appeared, they are still desolate for a while.

This world is so big, there are so many ghosts in the ghost world, even if they are already ninth-order powerhouses, they can't control them all.

"If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world, we will protect the people of China first, and then think about helping the world!" Lu Yu said.

Cao Qiuran nodded, and now it can only be like this.

Unless there are more ninth-order powerhouses in the Huaxia Imperial Ghost Division, otherwise, they will still have time to take care of themselves, let alone help others?

Thinking of this, Cao Qiuran asked:

"I haven't asked yet, what are your plans for coming back this time?"

"The great changes in heaven and earth have begun, and we can't rely on just a few of us in the Imperial Ghost Division, so I am ready to strengthen the Imperial Ghost Division." When he said this, Lu Yu's face suddenly changed.

He raised his head and looked at the location at the door, where Long Zhiyun, Fang Qiong, and Yu Zhenzhen walked in.

"Cao Sizuo, Lu Inspector, are you looking for me?" Long Zhiyun asked with a little confusion.

Lu Yu nodded, his gaze fell on Fang Qiong's body, only to see that with a wave of his hand, a silver-black streamer flew out of Fang Qiong's body.

As soon as the streamer appeared, there was a very sharp sense of forest circulating in the room.

"It's ......"

Cao Qiuran's gaze froze slightly, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

After the streamer swirled in the air for a while, it landed firmly on Lu Yu's hand, and it turned out to be half a piece of scissors with a simple shape.

Lu Yu didn't speak, but took out the other half of the scissors that he had obtained from Lingzun's hand.

"Zheng!"

In an instant, there was a sound in the room like a sword fight.

A ghostly light suddenly rose from the scissors.

Then, the two flew up from Lu Yu's hands at the same time, frolicking and chasing in the air like two little birds, like long-lost brothers who knew each other, and there were endless words.

With a move of Lu Yu's hand, the two scissors automatically merged into one in mid-air, and then obediently fell into his hand.

Fang Qiong looked at this pair of scissors with a simple shape, but an extremely sharp shape, and asked:

"What the hell is this ......"

"Scissor hell!" Lu Yu said.

The purpose of his return this time was actually very simple, in the ghost realm, he found the Knife Saw Hell and the Evil Mirror Hell again, but he didn't want to merge these two Hell with himself.

He has already controlled the four hells, and if he fuses again, it will be nothing more than to gain one more ability, which is not very helpful to him who has been promoted to the ninth order.

Rather than this, it is better to hand over these two newfound hells to those under your hands.

In this way, they would be able to use the massive amount of divinity in this hell to quickly condense their divine bodies, and become top eighth-order powerhouses as soon as possible, so that they could be promoted to the ninth-order.

What he never expected was that Fang Qiong's body would have another half of his body to see hell.

In this way, the task of collecting the nine hells by yourself has been completed.

The Yin Tianzi Sword is already within reach!

After hearing Lu Yu's words, Fang Qiong suddenly said:

"No wonder, I'll just say why there is so much divinity left in a broken piece of scissors, it turns out that this is the scissors hell of the eighteen hells!"

After listening to Fang Qiong's story, Lu Yu and the others were also embarrassed for a while, and couldn't help but praise her luck for being really against the sky.

It turned out that this half of the scissors was discovered by Fang Qiong when he killed a sixth-order ghost thing, and the unknown little ghost didn't know what it was at all, but he felt that this half of the scissors was quite sharp, so he used it as his weapon.

This half of the piece is not the slightest abnormality in the hands of this little ghost.

In the end, this sixth-order imp was slapped to death by Fang Qiong casually, but Fang Qiong was surprised to find that he had fused the Thousand-Eyed Ghost Monarch Spider Silk, and was also nurtured by his own natal ghost weapon for a long time.

The silk thread that can be cut even in space can't cut this very worn-out looking scissors.

So she put it away.

However, when this half of the scissors entered Fang Qiong's hand, it suddenly shone brightly, and the rust stains on the scissors disappeared in an instant, and the sharpness of the blade made people dare not look directly.

Not only that, but she also felt a very strong divinity in it.

Fang Qiong's heart was like turning over the river and the sea, originally she also wanted to ask Lu Yu what kind of thing this was.

It turned out to be scissor hell!

Long Zhiyun looked at the scissors in Fang Qiong's hand with envy and said:

"It turns out that there is really a myth to be obscure, congratulations to Speaker Fang for obtaining the artifact, and the promotion to the ninth rank in the future is just around the corner!"

"Thank you!" Fang Qiong said with a smile.

This Scissors Hell doesn't have any reaction in other people's hands, and it shines as soon as it reaches her own hands, which shows that Scissors Hell has recognized herself, so she accepted it with peace of mind.

"You don't need to be envious, I have something for you both." As he spoke, Lu Yu took out a stone mirror and a very exaggerated Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

Yu Zhenzhen and Long Zhiyun were immediately attracted as soon as they saw these two things.

Especially Yu Zhenzhen, her natal ghost weapon is a silver mirror.

At this moment, the silver mirror seemed to sense something, and it flew out of her body on its own initiative, and a very hazy silver light emanated from the silver mirror.

The stone mirror also flew up from Lu Yu's hand, only to see that the silver mirror directly turned into a silver light and plunged into the stone mirror with a 'whoosh'.

As soon as Yu Zhenzhen stretched out her hand, she held the palm-sized stone mirror in her hand, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

This Evil Mirror Hell and her own ability were simply a perfect match, and as soon as she integrated into her body, she felt that there was an extremely large amount of divinity in this stone mirror fed back into her body.

At this rate, it won't be long before he can become a top eighth-order powerhouse!

Seeing Yu Zhenzhen's fusion with the Evil Mirror Hell so smoothly, Lu Yu and Cao Qiuran's eyes fell on Long Zhiyun's body.