Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 682 The Judgment of the Fierce Sun, the Merciless Sun——The Wheel-Running King
Zichuan City, Nanlin Province.

Shen Jian's last future came here.

As far as the eye can see, the entire city is shrouded in darkness.

Obviously other places are high in the scorching sun, but this place is shrouded in a layer of extreme darkness.

see.

Without hesitation, Shen Jian stepped into the city covered by shady scenes.

In an instant.

below the city.

A dark light struck at extreme speed.

Shen Jian glanced at it.

Looks as usual.

The head is slightly tilted.

While turning sideways, the dark light has turned into a handful of spikes, passing by his side at a high speed.

A little surprise appeared in Shen Jian's eyes.

This is the first ghost who dares to take the initiative to attack him.

Does this mean that you can compete with him?

Immediately.

Shen Jian looked around.

In the central urban area of ​​Zichuan City, the buildings have disappeared, replaced by a deep pit, stretching thousands of miles, with countless ghost corpses lying all over the place, dismembered and broken, souls and bodies shattered, and there are still palpitating ghosts in the deep pit. resentment.

Just being close to the deep pit for a kilometer, I am afraid that he will be eroded by this monstrous resentment and become a monster that no relatives recognize.

And above the deep pit, there is a bronze throne suspended, and a pale young man sits on it.

His appearance is no different from that of a normal human being, except for a pair of strange eyes, which are pitch black, like the extreme darkness on both sides, bottomless...

Unlike other ghosts and gods, when he saw Shen Jian appearing, he just raised his head slightly, and stared indifferently at Shen Jian who broke into his ghost domain above the sky.

and.

He still dared to strike first to test Shen Jian's strength.

"Listen to the master, you are very strong, let us not collide with you head-on, but I just don't believe in this evil. In a weak human world, even if there is a god, how strong can it be?"

"Even a world-killing ghost like Master can't kill me. Even if you are also a world-killing ghost, why should I be afraid?"

On the throne, the pale young man showed an arrogant look, "Remember, I am a shadow ghost, the source of shadows, and I also saw a shadow on you. You are very wise to control my power." Lift."

His tone was very confident.

But he still has the capital to be proud.

He is the source ghost of the shadow, the ancestor of all ghosts, he can manipulate the shadows of others at will, and make the shadows fight for him. With his order, all human shadows in this city will break away from their bodies and become ghosts. Become his spiritual source.

And his horror level is infinitely close to the world-killing level.

Under special circumstances, he is not even afraid of world-weary ghosts and gods.

Not to mention the gods of humans.

Shen Jian: ...

He glanced at the city below.

In a third-tier city, there are less than [-] people alive.

And the shadows of most people have already separated from the body, becoming a living dead.

In other words.

In this city, except for the ordinary people who were evacuated, and the few members of Daxia Dragonfinch who still wanted to enter Zichuan City to evacuate people, all the survivors were dead.

It is a dead city.

This is the city with the worst casualties that Shen Jian discovered.

A rough estimate puts at least 30 dead.

No matter what era it is in, this kind of casualty is also shocking.

Coupled with the number of deaths in other cities, this number, the Dragon Kingdom cannot afford.

Shen Jian's eyes became darker and darker.

Looking at the shadow ghosts and gods below, it is like looking at a dead person.

He didn't have the leisure to stay any longer.

then.

next second.

After Shen exercised, the hexagonal light wheel unfolded.

Stayed on the spirit of angels, ghosts and gods.

When I raised my hand again.

Endless golden light gathered in his hands.

In an instant.

A small golden sun rose out of nowhere.

Light up the darkness of the whole city.

"I am... the Wheel-Turning King. When we met for the first time, I don't have anything to give, so I will give you a sun without mercy."

The words fall.

Shen Jian shook his hand.

The small sun in his hand smashed into the deep pit below with such force.

The blazing fire, the dazzling light, and the endless heat descended.

at the same time.

The sky is lit.

The flowing cloud was annihilated in the aftermath of howling.

The sky and the earth were blindingly white.

this moment.

As the small sun crushed down, the void with a radius of several kilometers was driven, surging and boiling crazily, as if this square of heaven and earth could not withstand the terrifying power of the falling scorching sun.

a time.

The shadow ghost sitting alone on the throne was stunned.

The lofty ambitions and turbulent momentum of Cai Cai just now disappeared in front of a falling sun.

For the first time, a terrified expression appeared on that lonely face.

He panicked.

This riding horse is different from what he imagined.

He activated supernatural powers, captured the shadows of all humans in the city, and formed his army of ghosts. In terms of numbers, it was far larger than the [-] ghosts led by the world-weary ghosts and gods.

Moreover, his own spirit is immortal, so the ghost army will not die.

Even if he died again and again, under his supernatural control, he would stand up again and again and attack the enemy fearlessly.

In his vision, Shen Jian would eventually be engulfed by the endless, immortal crowd tactics until he was exhausted and died in his hands.

But now...

What did he see?
The enemy is hitting him with the sun!

Is this so reasonable?

……

There are also a group of undead survivors in Zichuan City and a support team of less than 30 Daxia Dragonfinch who have this idea.

They stared blankly at the figure above their heads, and smashed a sun down. In the pupils, the sun was constantly expanding, and the blazing light emitted made them unable to open their eyes at all.

at this time.

In addition to panic, their hearts are more of a kind of bewilderment.

There is a feeling of beating the dog.

They also heard Shen Jian's voice, and knew that Shen Jian's identity was the Lord of the Tenth Hall of the Underworld, the Wheel-Turning King.

But isn't your way of giving gifts a little bit without considering the feelings of ordinary people like us?
How can someone meet and send the sun.

This gift is too high-end.

We can't afford it.

in shouting.

boom boom boom boom-

The scorching sun descended and smashed into the deep pit made by the shadow ghosts and gods. Amidst the terrifying bang of the collapse of everything, the scorching sun exploded, and a line of extremely bright white light that was countless times brighter than a thunderbolt exploded in the sky, becoming a The only color of the city.

this moment.

Shock waves and vibrations crazily spread in all directions, sweeping through tens of kilometers of void.

In the center of the explosion, the grievances that were so strong that they could not be resolved were like snow that had encountered a fire. It dissipated completely at once. The skeletons, white bones, and ghost corpses in the pit were annihilated without even having time to scream.

at this time.

In Zichuan City, strong light and flames are everywhere, the two are mixed and blended, endless explosions, burning, light, heat and destruction are everywhere.

While killing the ghost, it also dispelled all the darkness.

This is an extreme and spectacular scene that is completely beyond the imagination of humans and ghosts, and it is also a devastating blow that can wipe out a city in one fell swoop.

The power and scale of its explosion have reached the level of a large-yield nuclear bomb.

Let it all go away.

In the downtown area of ​​Zichuan, there was a pothole bigger than the Qianli Pit. It was bottomless, and it was scorched black everywhere, and part of the land had melted into glass crystals.

It's amazing.

The survivors opened their eyes.

They were found to be unharmed.

This made them swallow deeply.

I just feel weak in my legs and feet.

Fangcai.

They really feel that the apocalypse is coming, and even the sun is falling.

But actually.

This was just a casual blow from the figure above the sky.

The power of one blow is comparable to the power of a large-yield nuclear bomb.

The legendary King of Hell actually possessed such a mighty power.

This is really too scary.

The gap between ghosts and gods and Hades is even greater than the gap between humans and dogs.

The ghosts and gods who destroyed the city can only let others take action once in front of the wheel king.

……

the other side.

Do it all.

Another heart appeared in Shen Jian's hand.

He looked at the crater beneath the city, and at the 3 or so unseen survivors.

I have some thoughts in my heart.

soon.

He looked back.

Looking into the distance.

That direction is the location of the main battlefield in Nanlin Province.

It is also the most serious battlefield.

If you want to prevent a wave of [-] ghosts from escaping and wreaking havoc in the territory of Longguo, it is really difficult for one person to deal with it.

It's not that it's difficult to deal with, but it's too time-consuming and labor-intensive.

If the ten ghosts and gods try their best to escape, and his main goal is to launch all these world-weary ghosts and gods, it is possible for one or two of them to escape if they don't notice for a while.

Even if he can recover it afterwards, but in this case, I don't know how much time it will take.

at this point.

It was something Shen Jian didn't want to see.

Think of this.

His figure turned into a golden Changhong.

disappeared in place.

at the same time.

Shen Jian in the other five cities also thought of this at the same time.

If someone were observing in the sky at this moment, they would find six beams of light converging towards the same location.

……

see this scene.

The [-] people who survived knelt down one after another.

They also knew that their own shadow had disappeared, and they had become a different kind, neither a ghost nor a complete person.

But this is already the best result.

The ghost is dead.

The ghost who destroyed the city, killed their family, friends, partners, and his ghosts all died here.

They are also taking revenge.

As for them, they just disappeared.

Already the luckiest group.

And their savior is the legendary Lord of the Tenth Hall of the Underworld—the Wheel-Running King.

(End of this chapter)