Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

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Feminine man: ...

His face sank completely.

No one thought that the young man in front of him would be so secretive, and the purple lightning that shot out was definitely not the supernatural power of a ghost.

On the contrary, it is more like the legendary Lei Fa.

In this world, there are still humans who can use thunder?

"You are the celestial master of Tianshi Mansion? How is this possible? Lei Fa has been proven to be fake. Longhu Mountain, Maoshan, Zhengyijiao, Quanzhenjiao, these are all fake, how can you Will Rayfa."?

The feminine man drank coldly.

He couldn't believe it.

After all, if these sects still have special abilities, how can the authorities let them go, and how can supernatural events emerge in endlessly? All these evidences show that there is no power in this world that can fight against ghosts.

Shen Jian walked over step by step.

Full of oppression.

"Whether it's Lei Fa, you'll know if you try it."

Another purple arc appeared in Shen Jian's palm.

It is true that there is no power in this world that can fight against ghosts, but what does this world have to do with him?

see.

The feminine man raised his head, his face looked like a paper human being, and he made a voice that didn't seem like a living person.

"I have seen your death. You died... so miserable."

He opened his mouth and made a strange and penetrating sound.

A force from somewhere descended.

Want Shen Jian to die unexpectedly.

Shen Jian had no expression on his face: "I have also seen your death. Your whole body was scorched black, and a big hole exploded in your chest. You will not rest in peace."

The words fall.

Tai Xiaolei shot out with bursts of thunder.

Boom-!

Horror sound, continuous.

The dazzling electric glow lights up the village.

The members of the fallen angel organization who kept retreating were trembling and sweating.

He couldn't help but think of the death that Shen Jian had just predicted.

The scene in front of you.

It is indeed a prophecy.

But only for the first half of the sentence.

He said that he had seen the death of a god envoy, who would die with his chest exploding, but now this is not his chest exploding, it is obvious that his whole body was exploding, only some mutilated charred fingers remained, and the pieces of flesh flew out.

Angel, dead!

Everyone panicked.

He wanted to escape, but he was afraid of facing Shen Jian's palm thunder.

They stood there one by one, their hands and feet were limp.

"Little boy, you are still careless."

At this time.

A muffled voice sounded.

I saw another fallen angel organization god envoy, the old god stick, who did not know when, had already come behind Shen Jian, with a strange smile on his face.

He seemed to be stepping in the shadows, he had already torn off a corner of Shen Jian's clothes with one hand, and wanted to leave with a strange smile.

The other party seemed to want to curse himself with these things.

Shen Jian glanced indifferently.

Take a big look.

He strangled the opponent's wrist tightly.

The old god stick's face changed.

What made him speechless in astonishment was.

Shen Jian took out some things from his body.

next moment.

A copy of his ID card was slapped on his face, with a small section of hair, a two-inch photo, and a drop of blood that he didn't know when he kept it. These things were all put in a sealed bag and thrown away. On the face of the old god stick.

"Come."

"Curse me."

Drop this sentence.

Shen Jian let go of the other party, and began to clean up the members of the fallen angel organization here one by one.

He said it.

Let these people serve their sentences in hell to despair.

Naturally, the agreement must be followed.

……

the other side.

After a slight shock.

The old magic stick laughed slyly, stepped back, picked up the spell-casting props in the bag, and couldn't help sighing that he had met a fool.

Although this man is strong, he is a reckless man with no brains.

If you have a little strength, you will be too arrogant.

You must know that in the world of supernatural beings, the most taboo thing is to be taken by someone close to you, because no one knows what kind of supernatural beings will affect them.

Even a four-star player may die from inexplicable spiritual forces.

unfortunately.

What he has is such a supernatural power.

curse.

This person clearly saw through his intentions, but still took the initiative to give away his personal belongings, he really didn't know what to say.

Although, he was also puzzled by the behavior of this person carrying a copy of his identity and hair and blood with him.

But what about him.

It's true.

The old god stick took out a little man made of straw, put Shen Jian's hair on the scarecrow's head, blood dripped in, and the corner of his clothes was wrapped around the scarecrow's body.

Then he wrote six characters with a blood-stained yellow talisman.

Through the copy of his identity, he can only calculate the six characters of his birth date, but this is enough.

He has never counted such a rich battle.

After all, the one who can cast a curse on him must be an opponent who cannot be faced directly, and the opponent will not obediently let him get these things.

And the little boy in front of him sent these things out.

Such a complete curse, no matter which four-star player is hit, will die.

The ghost in the body can't keep it.

At this time, Shen Jian, who was busy collecting ghosts, turned his head and said, "At the second quarter of a child, I only write six characters for a good horoscope. It doesn't feel unlucky, so add them all to me."

Old God Stick: ...

He couldn't help being stunned for a while.

I still underestimated you.

You are so arrogant.

"Hehehe, little brother is so courageous."

The old god stick smiled and praised.

I feel more and more that this little kid is a melon.

The horoscope is added.

The blood-stained yellow talisman was pasted on the scarecrow's back.

Supernatural effect.

Terrible spiritual fluctuations emanated from the scarecrow, blood soaked in, the hair was firmly attached to the top of the head, and the corners of the clothes formed a piece of clothing.

slowly.

The scarecrow is becoming more and more like a person.

Although that face is still straw, no matter who looks at it, they will exclaim, isn't that Shen Jian!

Obviously.

The scarecrow has become Shen Jian's life object.

Once the scarecrow was damaged, Shen physically exhibited the same symptoms.

"go to hell."

The old god stick became ruthless, pressed the scarecrow to the ground, and broke off his head.

If it were another opponent, he would use various methods to torture him.

But this little kid is too reckless, no one can guarantee, if he doesn't kill him immediately, will the other party try his best to send him a thunderbolt and pull him back together.

In the dark, a terrible spirit descended.

The old god stick was smiling smugly.

next moment.

"Ahhhh!"

He let out a hysterical scream.

The moment he broke the scarecrow's head, the skin on his body began to crack, and his head was squeezed and deformed by an invisible force. He knelt down on the ground and kept scratching his chest, as if trying to grab his heart and lungs out.

He screamed with all his strength, as if he had been tortured in the [-]th hell.

"Monster, you monster."

Tangtang, a four-star player, seemed to have seen something terrifying and abnormal at this moment, and shouted like crazy.

Shen Jian glanced over.

"Ridiculous."

Shen Jian was not surprised by all this.

Curse Hades.

Since the other party wanted to die, he naturally wanted to fulfill it.

This is the end.

The members of the fallen angel organization gathered here were wiped out.

Hundreds of ghosts were escorted by ghosts and sent to the underworld.

Shen Jian held his scarecrow, let go of his resistance, and pinched himself.