Chapter 339
Bring A Lottery Panel With You Chapter 339
2019-09-20
Chapter 333 The Underworld opens (please subscribe)"Go, let's go to the front and find a facade."
Qi Yun said.
A few people around him suddenly nodded.
They continued to walk forward.
The entire canyon is long, nearly a kilometer long.
Along the way, many shops have been damaged, and there are fewer and fewer green lights. The further you go inside, the more remote it is.
They soon came to an end.
Qi Yun brows slightly wrinkle.
This address must not be too remote.
Just like doing business, if you choose too much, the business will definitely be bad.
They walked back again.
After careful observation and consideration, Qi Yun took a fancy to a broken shop door.
The whole store is covered with dust, and no one has been here for a long time. The lanterns in front of the store have fallen to the ground and are rotten beyond recognition. The plaque on the lintel is also vague and can only be vague see two writings.
【Destroying Soul】
As for the remaining one, I can't see clearly, I don't know if it is the Destroying Soul Mansion or the Destroying Soul Building.
Qi Yun pushed open the door and walked in.
The facilities in the room are poor.
A bed, a bookshelf, a chair, a table, on which there are pen, ink, paper, ink, ink, and discarded notebooks, apart from this, and nothing else.
Qi Yun looked up and down and said, "Just here, clean up!"
"Yes, Young Master!"
A few people around nodded , get busy.
After some cleaning up, the environment in the room was quickly cleaned up by them.
Qi Yun took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to write on the plaque, and suddenly his heart moved.
Wait, wouldn't it be inappropriate to use the name Celestial Court?
The name of Celestial Court is there, but it also offends Night Tour Palace and Destruction Palace. Once a plaque is posted here, I am afraid that these two forces will come to trouble every day.
At that time, I'm afraid no one will dare to come to them to do the task.
Qi Yun brows frowned , thinking about one or two, and wrote another two words on it with pen and ink.
【Underworld】.
His eyes flickered.
one Heaven, one Earth, one for the bright side and one for the dark side.
In this case, it should be easier to do things in the future.
The more Qi Yun thought about it, the more satisfied he became.
Two sheets of paper were quickly taken, and the poem number was inscribed.
[Jiebu the universe, the purpose is to bring down six disasters and seven kills; disasters change ancient and modern times, and only kill eight disasters and nine evils].
He smiled slightly.
Xue Linghou, Liantian, Pang Long, and Liu Yue all looked at them with surprise.
"Underworld? Young Master, what a good name!"
He praised him.
This is an obvious attempt to stand side by side with Celestial Court.
one Heaven, one Earth.
In their eyes, Celestial Court is aloof and remote, but unfortunately, they are only registered staff now and can't be considered as regular workers.
But the underworld is different. The underworld was created by the greedy wolf Star Monarch, and they belong to the greedy wolf Star Monarch team, naturally they belong to the underworld personnel.
No matter what the strength of the underworld is, at least it's good to have passed the official addiction.
A few people around were smiling.
Qi Yun took out the Fortified Furnace from his sleeves, and threw all the three inscribed white papers into it, the energy poured in, and after a flash, he poured out the contents again. .
The three white sheets of paper have all changed.
Become a kind of cold and icy cold iron.
The handwriting is iron hook and silver painting, full of murderous aura.
For several days, everyone's eyes flashed, showing shock.
They watched as Qi Yun threw these pieces of paper into the silver cauldron, and after pouring it out, everything changed.
Lian Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed the piece of cold iron with the word [Underworld] written on it.
"Falling cold iron!"
He lost his voice.
What is this baby?
Turn paper directly into fallen cold iron?
The others also sucked in a cold breath, grabbed the other two pieces, and started to observe.
They know that there are people with steel ability in the world who can turn ordinary objects into steel, but that kind of steel is just ordinary steel.
What baby is this stove?
Can you turn paper into cold iron?
Qi Yun's face was calm, and he received the fortified furnace, not surprised by their shock.
"King Qinguang, go out and get some weird people."
He indifferently said.
"Yes, Young Master!"
The blood spirit was complied and walked out the door.
It's too simple to catch the weird here. With the unique hostility of Xue Linghou, you don't need to take action against the ordinary weird, but the breath can shock the opponent.
Not long after, the blood spirit had returned, holding a few gray souls in his hands.
“Stuff them into plaques and door couplets.”
Qi Yun said.
Xue Linghou suddenly understood, grinned horribly, and stuffed all the strange things in his hand into the plaque and the door couplet with the inscription.
These unusual and strange beings are forced by the coercion of the blood spirits, even if they are stuffed in, they do not dare to resist, shiver coldly, into the cold iron.
The handwriting on several cold irons changed again, and there was a gloomy atmosphere out of thin air, which was very different from the plaques on other facades.
Qi Yun became more and more satisfied as he looked at it.
"Okay, let me hang this plaque and poem number outside!"
Qi Yun opened the mouth and said.
Several people suddenly got busy, grabbed the plaque and the door couplet, and walked out of the room.
Next, Qi Yun is ready to wait for two days before leaving.
In any case, he had to see the official opening of the underworld before he could leave.
Otherwise, if there is no business coming to the door, wouldn't this underworld be opened for nothing?
A few people outside quickly hung up the plaque and the door curtain. Liu Yue lit a Yin Fire and hung it under the plaque. A gloomy aura immediately permeated out.
On the street, a distinctive facade suddenly appeared.
Lian Tian and the others showed satisfaction, clapped their palms, and walked into the store.
In the room, Qi Yun and the others began to wait quietly.
But it backfired.
Several people sat and waited for a long time and no silhouette came over.
There are quite a few silhouettes passing by on the street.
Although some people looked at them for a few times, it was a pity that no one came in.
Everyone just glanced at them, then hurriedly headed for their destination.
The day goes by quickly.
It's still a chore.
Qi Yun frowned tightly.
A group of them sat here, their buttocks numb.
Could it be that their plaques weren't loud enough?
The brows of several people gradually wrinkled.
"Young Master, do you want to go out and shout?"
asked continuously.
Qi Yun sneered, said: "Shouting two voices? Do you really think you are an entertainer?"
Suddenly showing embarrassment.
“King Qinguang, you guys go out and tie someone over for me, and put on the mask!”
Qi Yun indifferently said.
It's really impossible.
Such a large facade is set up here, just from the plaque, you can tell that it is very strong, but no one comes.
Since you can't come, Qi Yun is also welcome.
Even if you tie up, you have to tie up a guest.
The reputation of the underworld must be beaten.
Even if the means are bad, what is it?
Anyway, it's not really doing business, everyone is fighting and killing, what means can't be used?
Xue Linghou sneered and said, "Yes, Young Master!"
He couldn't hold back for a long time.
Wait, wait, according to his character, he should kill everyone in the entire street, destroy all the facades, and leave only one underworld.
That's the only way to be truly famous.
Xue Linghou put on a mask, and strode out with a two-meter-five body, with an unspeakable persecution, and the others hurriedly followed behind him.
The streets are filled with fog.
A group of three silhouettes came from a distance, cautiously, wearing masks and black cloaks, looking all around from time to time.
"Father, what a terrifying place, are the people here alive..."
A girl's tone was a little unnatural, walking in this place with chills.
The leader, brows frowned, reprimanded in a low voice: "I told you not to follow, but you want to follow, is this place playable? If you take one wrong step, you won't even know how you died. ?"
The girl's eyes flinched and she didn't dare to say more.
Not long ago, when she heard that his father was coming to Killer Valley, she was still in high spirits, be eager to have a try, and had the idea of coming over to meet the heroes for a while, but after crossing the Yinhe River, she was still in high spirits. I feel less confident.
Walking here, my hair is cold and my heart is beating wildly, like walking among the dead.
The green lanterns on both sides of the street, like soul-eating flames, can see her have one's hair stand on end.
Especially on the streets, the people passing by wear all kinds of masks, and their eyes are like hooks, trying to hook out people's souls.
She just felt as if everyone looked at her and wanted to eat her.
"Father, there are so many Assassin Organizations here, which one should we choose?"
Another silhouette next to him whispered.
This is a youngster, about 1.8 meters tall, wrapped in a big cloak. Although he tried his best to remain calm, his slightly trembling tone betrayed him and made him appear a little nervous.
"Don't worry, look ahead, if you can let Youquan Mansion and Hook Soul Hall take action, it's best!"
The headed man whispered.
"Dad, do you want to see other organizations?"
The youngster asked in a low voice.
The leader sneered, said: "No other organization can guarantee the success rate. Once it fails, the deposit paid will not be refunded. It is very risky to find them. With an organization like the temple, the success rate can only be guaranteed. Of course, it would be the best if you could invite the Palace of Samsara, but unfortunately, the Palace of Samsara only accepts one mission at a time, and it is absolutely impossible for us to grab the spot.”
He took the two of them and continued to walk forward.
Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he looked forward with a strong sense of alertness.
A burly and outrageous silhouette walked towards them.
There are three other terrifying people behind them, cultivation base deep and unmeasurable, no one he can see through.
The middle-aged man bowed his head and quietly took a detour from one side.
The scalps of the two people around them were also numb, and they hurriedly lowered their heads and followed their father.
But although they lowered their heads and wanted to go around, the burly silhouette blocked their way again, and at the same time, the three people around them also blocked them firmly.
The middle-aged man looked horrified and said nervously: "Several, we are locking hatred and enmity..."
"If you don't want to die, just follow me, or I'll be crushed to death now. You!"
Xue Linghou's tone was cold, and the terrifying gaze looked down like a hook that robs the soul.
The middle-aged man shivered when he saw it, and gulped and swallowed.
(End of this chapter)