"Go, let's go to the front and find a facade."

Qi Yun said.

Several people around nodded suddenly.

They continued to walk forward.

The entire canyon is long, nearly one thousand meters long.

Along the way, many shops have been damaged, the green lights are getting less and less, and the farther inside, the more remote.

They quickly came to an end.

Qi Yun frowned slightly.

This address must not be too remote.

Just like doing business, if the choice is too partial, the business is definitely not good.

They walked back again.

After careful observation and consideration, Qi Yun took a fancy to a damaged store door.

Dust accumulated in the entire store door. I don’t know how long no one has been here. The lantern in front of the door fell to the ground and it was rotten.

【Destroying Soul】

As for the remaining one, I can't see it clearly, I don't know if it is the Miehun Mansion or the Miehun Building.

Qi Yun opened the door and walked in.

The facilities in the room are simple.

A bed, a bookshelf, a chair, a table, on which there are pens, inks, papers, inkstones, and discarded notebooks, nothing else.

Qi Yun looked up and down, and said: "Just here, clean up!"

"Yes, son!"

Several people around nodded and started to get busy.

After some cleaning, the environment in the room was quickly cleaned up by them.

Qi Yun took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to write the plaque, suddenly his heart moved.

Wait, is it wrong to use the name of Heavenly Court?

The name of Heavenly Court is there, but it also offends the Palace of Night Tour and the Palace of Doom. 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 that no one will dare to come to them to do the task.

Qi Yun frowned, thought for a while, and wrote the other two words on it with pen and ink.

【Difu】.

His eyes flickered.

One sky, one ground, one for the bright side and the other for the dark.

In this case, things should be more convenient in the future.

The more Qi Yun thought about it, the more satisfied.

Soon two more papers were fetched, and the poem number was inscribed.

[The robbery of the world, the purpose is to bring six disasters and seven kills; catastrophe changes the past and the present, and kill the eight disasters and nine evils alone].

He gave a slight smile.

Xue Linghou, Lian Tian, ​​Pang Long, and Liu Yue all turned their gazes and were surprised.

"Netherworld? Young Master, a good name!"

Lian Tian praised.

This obviously wants to stand side by side with the heaven.

One sky, one ground.

In their eyes, the Heavenly Court is certainly aloof, but it is a pity that they are only registered personnel now, and they are not regarded as formal workers.

But the underworld was different. The underworld was created by Lord Greedy Wolf Star, and they belonged to the squad of Lord Greedy Wolf Star, and naturally belonged to the staff of the Lower House.

Regardless of the strength of the underworld, at least it is good to have an official addiction.

The people nearby all smiled.

Qi Yun took out the furnace of strengthening from his sleeve robe, threw all the three white papers with inscriptions in the past, energy poured in, and after a flash of light, he poured out the contents again.

All three blank papers have changed.

Become a kind of cold iron.

The handwriting is on iron hook and silver painting, full of murderousness.

Even the few people in Tian flashed their eyes, showing shock.

They watched Qi Yun throw these pieces of paper into the silver cauldron. After they were poured out, they all changed.

Lian Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed the piece of cold iron with [Netherlands] written on it.

"Falling Cold Iron!"

He lost his voice.

What baby is this?

Turn the paper directly into fallen cold iron?

The other people all sucked in air-conditioning, grabbed the other two pieces, and started to observe.

They know that those who have the ability of iron and steel in the world can turn ordinary things into steel, but that kind of steel is nothing but ordinary steel.

What baby is this stove?

Can you actually turn paper into cold iron?

Qi Yun's face was calm, and he received the strengthening furnace, without any surprises for their shock.

"King Qin Guang, go out and get some weird ones."

He said lightly.

"Yes, son!"

Xue Linghou responded and walked out of the room door.

It's too simple to catch the weirdness here. With the unique hostility of the body, there is no need to take action against the ordinary weirdness, but the aura can shock the opponent.

Not long after, the blood spirit had returned, holding a few gray soul bodies in his hands.

"Stuff them into the plaque and door couplet."

Qi Yun said.

Xue Linghou suddenly understood it, grinned, and stuffed all the strange and strange things in his hand into the inscribed plaque and door couplet.

These strangers were forced by the coercion of the blood and spirit, even if they were stuffed in, they did not dare to resist, shivering and blending into the cold iron.

Suddenly, the handwriting on a few pieces of cold iron changed again, and there was a gloomy atmosphere out of thin air, which was very different from the plaques on other facades.

Qi Yun looked more and more satisfied.

"Okay, hang out the plaque and poem number for me!"

Qi Yun said.

Several people immediately got busy, grabbing the plaque and door couplet, and walked out of the room.

Next, Qi Yun was going to wait two days before leaving.

In any case, he had to see the official opening of the underworld before he could leave.

Otherwise, if there has been no business coming to the door, wouldn't the underworld be opened for nothing?

A few people outside quickly hung up the plaque and door curtain, Liu Yue lit a dark flame, hung it under the plaque, and a gloomy atmosphere immediately spread out.

On the street, a distinctive facade suddenly appeared.

Lian Tian and others showed satisfaction, clapped their palms, and walked into the store.

In the room, Qi Yun and others began to wait quietly.

But things backfired.

Several people sat and waited for a long time and no one came over.

There are a lot of people passing by on the street.

Although some people glanced at them a few times, it was a pity that no one came in.

Everyone just took a look, then hurriedly rushed towards their destination.

One day passed quickly.

Still the door can be a bird.

Qi Yun frowned tightly.

A group of them are sitting here, their buttocks are numb.

Could it be that their plaques are not loud enough?

Even Tianjiren's brows gradually frowned.

"Master, do you want to go out and shout?"

Asked the sky.

Qi Yun sneered, and said, "Scream in two voices? Do you really think you are a performer?"

Lian Tian suddenly showed embarrassment.

"King Qin Guang, you guys go out and tie someone to me and put on the mask!"

Qi Yun said indifferently.

It's really outrageous.

Such a large facade is located here, and just looking at the plaque, you know that it is full of compulsions, but no one has come over.

Since he couldn't come, Qi Yun was not welcome.

Even if you are tied up, you have to tie up a guest.

The reputation of the underworld must be played out.

No matter how bad the methods are.

Anyway, it's not really doing business. Everyone fights and kills. What methods can't be used?

Xue Linghou grinned and said: "Yes, son!"

He couldn't help it a long time ago.

Waiting for anything, according to his character, he should kill all the people in the entire street, destroy all the facades, and leave only one underworld.

Only in this way is a good way to be truly famous.

Xue Linghou put on the mask, and walked out with a 2.5-meter body, with an unspeakable persecution, Lian Tian and others hurriedly followed behind him.

On the streets, the fog is shrouded.

A group of three people came from a distance, with a cautious expression, wearing masks and wearing a black cloak, looking around from time to time.

"Father, what a scary place, are the people here alive..."

A young girl's tone was a little unnatural, walking here, shivering.

The head frowned, and whispered: "I told you not to follow, you want to follow, is this place fun? One step wrong, you don't know how to die?"

The girl's eyes cringed, she didn't dare to say more.

Not long ago, she heard that his father was coming to Killer Valley. She was still full of energy and eager to try. She had the idea that she would come here for a while, but after crossing the Yinhe River, she felt less confident.

Walking here, chills, heart beating, like walking in a pile of dead people.

The green lanterns on both sides of the street, like the flames of soul-eating, looked at her with horror.

Especially on the street, these people passing by wear all kinds of masks, and their eyes are like hooks, trying to hook out the souls of people.

She just felt as if everyone looked at her and wanted to eat her.

"Father, there are so many killer organizations here, which one do we choose?"

Another figure next to him whispered.

This was a young man, about 1.8 meters tall and covered in a cloak. Although he remained as calm as possible, his slightly trembling tone still betrayed him, making him a little nervous.

"Don't worry, look ahead, if you can let Youquan Mansion and Ecstasy Palace take action, it's best!"

The leader said in a low voice.

"Father, do you want to look at other organizations?"

The young man asked in a low voice.

The leader sneered and said: "No other organization can guarantee the success rate. Once it fails, the deposit will not be refunded. The risk of finding them is very high. Only organizations like Youquan Palace and Ecstasy are successful. The rate is guaranteed. Of course, if you can invite Wuyou Mansion, that would be the best, but it is a pity that Wuyou Mansion only takes one task a day, 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 drenched, a strong guard was born, and he looked forward~lightnovelpub.net~ a burly figure that was so utterly unspeakable, walked towards them.

There were three other terrifying people behind him, whose cultivation bases were unfathomable, and no one could see through them.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and detoured from the side calmly.

The two people around him also had numb scalp, bowed their heads hurriedly, and followed their father.

But although they lowered their heads and wanted to go around, the burly figure once again blocked their way, and at the same time the three people around him firmly blocked them.

The middle-aged man looked horrified, and said nervously: "Several people, we have no grievances and no enmity..."

"If you don't want to die, follow me, or I'll pinch you to death now!"

Xue Linghou's tone was cold, and his terrifying gaze looked down, like a hook that drew souls.

The middle-aged man shivered as he could not help but groaned and swallowed.