Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 622

this moment.

The world turned scarlet.

A slender figure suddenly descended on the bookstore.

Lucky Ghost raised his head, and just by taking a look, he couldn't help but feel palpitations in his heart.

That feeling is like someone standing on the starry sky, overlooking the sun, moon and stars, sitting and watching the starry sky flow, the galaxy is reversed, a sense of powerlessness, as if all ambitions are meaningless, flooded his heart.

Is this the existence that even the parchment dare not praise its name, and can only be replaced by asterisks?
why?
Why does he have such power as a human being?

At this moment.

The lucky ghost couldn't figure it out, and his mind fell into a dizziness.

He couldn't imagine that weak human beings possessed such power.

Even the world-weary ghost who opened up this supernatural world, Parchment, dared to call his real name directly, without hesitation at all, but when tracing the identity of this human being, Parchment changed his normal behavior, not only sold him, but also became a fucking dog.

Is this because he forgot that he had provoked this human being before?

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Originally, he never doubted the forcefulness of the parchment at all, even if the other party was so narcissistic that he called himself "the great parchment master", he never felt that there was anything wrong.

after all.

Predicting the death of others, interfering in the fate of others, and stirring up the lives of others, all these are enough to prove the horror of parchment.

In his opinion.

The supernatural strength of parchment is definitely above ghosts and gods.

but now……

The great parchment lord has turned into a humble dog-licking paper boy.

This stark contrast made him realize that in the heart of Parchment, this human being is more terrifying than world-weary ghosts and gods.

Think of this.

Lucky Ghost's face was cloudy and uncertain.

He wanted to resist, but was completely powerless.

He knew that he couldn't keep the parchment.

……

the other side.

Shen Jian appeared inside the bookstore.

At the first glance, I saw the lucky ghost who was well dressed and looked like a decadent scholar who failed the exam.

A few waves flashed in the eyes.

The 5% dragon energy he sensed was on this ghost.

And the parchment made of scroll-like material with black writing constantly appearing in the other party's hand should be the prescient ghost in the player's mouth.

at this point.

Shen Jian really didn't expect it.

He thought that the predictor was a special ghost with the ability to move, but he didn't expect it to be a parchment.

The so-called dragon energy was not on him, but on an unrelated ghost king.

From this point of view, it was precisely because of the 5% share of dragon energy that the lucky ghost got the parchment, which led to the desolate situation in Nancheng District today.

See here.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

He looked at the lucky ghost indifferently.

that moment.

The lucky ghost only feels that death is so near.

But he would rather die standing up, than in the end, he still died like a coward.

however.

He can't be the master of all this.

Suddenly, an inexplicable emotion rushed into his heart.

He couldn't help but whisper, with deep reverence.

"The great lord of the underworld, the lord of the underworld, your coming brings with it billions of brilliance, so dazzling and resplendent."

"Where you are is where the order of the underworld is. Where you pass is the land of gifts, the hometown of ghosts, and the legendary Garden of Eden."

"Only you, and only you, can sweep away the filth in the world..."

The voice did not fall.

The lucky ghost's eyes widened and he tightly covered his mouth.

Fangcai.

Was it the parchment that manipulated his body to talk?

He still has such ability?

but……

It's too much for you to lick.

To say you are a dog licker is an underestimation of the word.

You proper pug.

Still wagging the tail.

and also.

You want to flatter, you fucking write on a parchment, what are you doing with my body?
I don't know, I thought I was licking it.

The lucky ghost, who was completely confused by the sudden dog-licking vocabulary, didn't know what to say at this moment.

He glanced at Shen Jian from the corner of his eye.

Also wrote down the name of the parchment just now.

Lord of the underworld, ruler of the underworld.

Is this the name that the parchment at that time did not dare to write?
What is the first three words with an asterisk?
Hear this appellation.

Shen Jian was also slightly taken aback.

The interest in his eyes grew stronger.

This parchment once again exceeded his expectations.

His premonition can be traced back to his identity as the lord of the underworld.

It's a fool's dream for a mere ghost to want to do this.

then.

Shen Jian's eyes became serious.

Another glance at the parchment.

The surprise in his eyes deepened.

"You are very special, with the real spirit breath of Taisha Liangshizong Tiangong, one of Luo Fengtian's, on your body."

Speaking of which.

Shen Jian had some understanding.

Ordinary ghosts couldn't trace his identity, but Luo Feng's heaven was originally part of the underworld, and Luo Feng's ruler of the six heavens had a much higher status in the underworld than the normal city gods. His power might not be comparable to that of Yama, but in terms of identity, he was on the same level as the king of Hades.

With such an existence, it is indeed possible to find his breath to clarify his identity.

However, is Luo Fengtian the ruler of the true spirit still alive?

Shen Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

The one who dominates Luo Fengtian is the Wufang Ghost Emperor.

But according to Zhang Zhong, the city god in the mythical period, when the underworld changed, the existence of Emperor Fengdu, the ghost emperors of the five directions, and the kings of Hades in the ten halls all disappeared together with the broken six realms of reincarnation, and the eighteen hells disappeared together. The whole underworld was completely gone.

But today, he actually sensed one of the auras of Luo Fengtian's mastery of the true spirit.

If it is said that Wufang Ghost Emperor is Luo Fengtian's actual manager.

The Master True Spirit was conceived by Luo Fengtian himself, an existence similar to a weapon spirit.

Even if Luo Fengtian exists, it doesn't seem strange that there is still a trace of the power of the ruler of the true spirit.

Shen Jian pondered for a while, and had an answer in his heart.

Thinking.

The lucky ghost on the side watched eagerly.

He didn't know what the lord of the underworld meant, but he had heard of the name, but he had to add a Yin Cao in front of it.

Underworld.

Yes.

What he knows is the evil organization that exists in this spiritual world, Yincao.

Because of this, regarding Shen Jian's conversation with the parchment, he stared blankly, not knowing what to do.

however.

He doesn't know what to say, someone will speak for him.

The lucky ghost didn't want to open his mouth, for fear that he would say similar dog-licking remarks again, but he could only watch his mouth open involuntarily, and let out a voice of praise from the inside out:

"Great Lord of the Underworld, all the truth is so clear in your eyes, and all the lies in the world cannot escape your eyes that are as insightful as the scorching sun."

"As the great you said, I am just a supernatural being with a little breath of the true spirit of Taisha Liangshizong Tiangong. To you, the most noble in the world, I am so small and humble."

Lucky Ghost's loveless admirer.

He finally understood that he didn't even have equal rights in front of the parchment. Before the licking dog finished licking, he was just a mouthpiece.

The reason why the other party didn't directly write on the parchment scroll was probably because he felt that it was a disrespectful act to respond to the Lord of the Underworld by writing.

Naturally, the lucky ghost understood the meaning of the parchment.

I thought so.

Shen Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed the parchment.

moment.

He made sure of it.

It was indeed the residual breath of Luo Fengtian's true spirit.

From the parchment, he sensed that the true master spirit had dissipated, and the parchment was the last spiritual thing that carried the breath of the true spirit of Taisha Liangshizong Tiangong.

No wonder there is such a special supernatural strength.

It turned out to be the case.

There was emotion in Shen Jian's eyes.

What kind of disaster happened to the original underworld.

Even the ruling true spirit has been obliterated.

was thinking.

On the parchment, more black writing appeared, and the lucky ghost also found that as the black writing was written, he also said simultaneously:

"It is the greatest honor in my life to fall into the hands of the great lord of the underworld and feel the cold warmth like the abyss of hell."

Shen Jian: ...

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Although it felt good to be complimented by others, the parchment was indeed too licking for him to bear.

"Okay, don't talk to me in that tone."

Shen Jian waved his hand.

Asked: "How did you come here? Is it the world-weary ghosts and gods who sent you in?"

"great……"

"Ok?"

"Hey, my parchment has nothing to do with that mad woman. I came in because I predicted that there would be an opportunity for me to be reborn here, but that mad woman did know that I was here, and she planned to let her fancy apprentice come to subdue me, and she didn't even look at who the great parchment is. I only belong to the supreme lord of the underworld."

With the voice of the lucky ghost, the parchment once again expressed its position.

To sum it up in one sentence: I am not familiar with her.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

He originally thought that the world-weary ghosts and gods had obtained complete authority over Luo Fengtian and became the manager of the third Luo Fengtian, but now it seemed that it was not that simple.

Otherwise, the parchment would never have such an attitude.

Thinking.

Shen Jian set his eyes on the lucky ghost again.

"You know that he has one of Luo Fengtian's authority, right?"

"I know, that crazy woman has redistributed a division authority of the Yintian Palace of Zhoujue, and put it on these people, and is going to wait for the apprentice she fancy to absorb."

The parchment said angrily:

"How can Luo Fengtian authority fall into the hands of other people like this? This is a kind of blasphemy. That crazy woman is too hateful, the great master of the underworld, the ruler of the underworld, you must teach that crazy woman a lesson, take back the authority, and let me, your humble servant, return to the embrace of the underworld and bathe in your grace."

Shen Jian glanced at the parchment.

The lucky ghost flinched and shut his mouth quickly.

See here.

Shen Jian drew out the dragon energy from the lucky ghost's body.

this moment.

The lucky ghost regained control of himself.

Looking at the golden dragon that Shen Jian drew out of thin air, he showed a bit of melancholy.

Gone.

All gone.

Not only was the parchment gone, but even the so-called authority had left him.

This time, he really has nothing.

Shen Jian seemed to see what he was thinking.

Throwing the parchment back into his hand, he said casually, "You keep this, I will come to you when I need to use it."

Lucky Ghost: ?

parchment:? ? ?

"Great lord of the underworld, have you given up on the tiny me?"

"Don't think about it." Shen Jian interrupted: "I have some very important things to do. If someone is around me, it will disturb me. When I need you, I will give you a chance to show."

joke.

Let this licking dog stay by his side, how can he attack the protagonist's mother.

He didn't want the parchment to say "don't shame your face" when he was attacking the protagonist's mother. In that case, he might really want to use the parchment as a toilet.

(There is another chapter that has been judged, alas)

(End of this chapter)