Pawnshop No. 8: Lord of Darkness

Over Zhao Jiayu, Lin Yan glanced at the village that had turned into scorched earth, and finally fixed his sight on a dark house.

Here, the damage was most serious.

Because the incident happened not long ago, and there was a war in Ping'an County, the Route Army had not had time to send anyone over.

There are broken pillars and collapsed earth walls all around, which must have been impacted by huge force before.

Lin Yan moved his body and came to the sky above the house.

It was obvious that the place had been hit by several grenades and that the fire had been burning for a long time.

Lin Yan's eyes flashed with black light, and he looked through the ruins to see what was going on inside.

"This should be it. Lin

Yan whispered to himself, then waved his right hand, and the invisible force rolled over, lifting all the debris on the ground.

At this moment, the scene under the ruins was completely exposed to Lin Yan's sight. Exposed to the world.

On the ground, black and charred corpses were lying everywhere.

These were unarmed Zhao Jiayu villagers who were driven into this house by Yamamoto and carried out a heart-rending massacre.

There are adults , there were old people and children.

Some of them covered their chests, some stretched out their hands to grab the fence, and there was a woman who tightly protected the baby in her arms with her body.

This scene was too horrible to watch.

Lin Yan watched quietly. This small piece of hell on earth, frowned slightly

"That's a bit much. Lin

Yan whispered to himself.

If there is no absolute reason, why bother affecting innocent people and causing such a tragedy.

After shaking his head and sighing, Lin Yan raised his hand, and the rich spiritual power swept out, like a big wave, surrounding the entire house.

These spiritual powers were full of vitality, like spring rain, sprinkled on the corpses. At the moment of contact, the wounds on all the corpses healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The black color gradually disappeared, like dirt being covered with dirt. Washing away, the original color of the skin was gradually revealed.

Lin Yan's palm flashed, and some broken arms and legs that were blown up by the grenade came automatically and were perfectly connected to the owner, and the wounds healed quickly.

Time passed little by little, Lines of sweat broke out on Lin Yan's forehead.

It was not easy for Lin Yan to do this now.

Half an hour later, Lin Yan slowly retracted his right hand.

If you look carefully, you can see Lin Yan Yan's five fingers were trembling a little.

His face was also a little pale at this moment.

Lin Yan was still in the introductory stage of the living dead with human flesh and white bones.

At this moment, all the corpses on the floor of the house had recovered. He looked like before, but still lifeless.

In mid-air, Lin Yan closed his eyes slightly and adjusted the situation in his body.

After a long time, he slowly landed on the ground. After taking a deep breath, he stepped hard on the ground with his right foot.

Bang!

In an instant, the entire The earth trembled violently at this moment

"The King of Hell in this world, today I, Lin Yan, want one hundred and sixty-three people from you!"

After the words fell, Lin Yan touched the ground with one knee and slammed his right hand to the ground.

Countless threads, centered on Lin Yan's palm, spread rapidly around, like a huge spider web, covering thousands of people in a few breaths. A land of rice.

Then, these threads tumbled, and then all rushed underground, carrying the auras of one hundred and sixty-three people, extending rapidly.

One hundred meters.

Two hundred meters.

One thousand meters.

Ten thousand meters...

The speed of the threads falling Extremely fast, in a moment it was tens of thousands of meters underground, and finally broke through the gate of the underworld and surrounded the main hall.

At this time, the King of Hell, just like in the past, was judging the past of the ghost.

"who! Dare you come to the underworld and run wild!"

King Yama stood up suddenly, looked at the threads hovering over the hall, and spoke angrily.

No one answered him.

The threads hovered for a while, as if they each found their own direction, and burst out in all directions.

After realizing the other party's purpose, , the face of the King of Hell changed, and he shouted angrily:"No!"

"How dare you plunder souls by force? Come on! Cut off these threads for me!"

"yes!"

After receiving the order from the King of Hell, all the surrounding ghost warriors held weapons in their hands and quickly stepped forward. One ghost warrior raised the big knife in his hand and slashed directly on the nearest silk thread.

Bang!

The huge counterattack force made him squirt. With a mouthful of blood, he hit the wall behind and slowly fell to the ground.

On the other hand, the slender threads were unscathed.

Bang!

Bang!

The same goes for other ghosts. As long as they come into contact with those threads, they are hit by invisible forces and fall. Flying out.

In just a few breaths, the entire hall collapsed, and the sound of wailing could not be heard.

Seeing this, the pupils of the King of Hell shrank suddenly, and a very bad premonition surged in his heart.

Those threads were not affected by anything. Obstacles, they walked through each other, found their own souls, tied them directly, and then quickly shrank. They walked faster than when they came.

Seeing hundreds of souls taken away, cold sweat broke out on the face of the King of Hell, and then He took action decisively, trying to stop him.

At this moment, a force poured down from the ground tens of thousands of meters above, turning into light curtains to isolate the King of Hell and prevent his movements. To be more precise, it prevented the King of Hell from hurting those Soul.

The King of Hell frowned and struck out with his palm.

There was no reaction.

This light curtain seemed to be able to absorb any power.

His attack was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any ripples.

In this gap, all the threads disappeared without a trace. , took away one hundred and sixty-three ghosts

"This person is not a simple character!"

"Something big has happened... No, we must not let the other party take away these one hundred and sixty souls!"

Above the ground, Lin Yan slowly flew up, his fingers gathered together, and the threads in his palms contracted rapidly.

After a while, one hundred and sixty-three ghosts rushed out from the ground, suspended in mid-air.

Everyone's face was filled with ghosts. Looking confused and confused.

Looking at the dense crowd of ghosts in front of him, Lin Yan smiled and said:"You don't deserve to die, go back to where you came from."

While speaking, Lin Yan tapped his fingertips, and the light condensed.

All the ghosts were pulled by the inexplicable power, and they all floated towards the ruins.

At this moment, ten rays of light fluctuated, carrying a good aura, from Traveling far away through space, they came to Zhao Jiayu.

Lin Yan turned around and looked.

After a moment, ten figures gradually became clear.

Lin Yan glanced at it, smiled softly and spoke

"There are only one hundred and sixty-three ghosts. As for the ten kings of hell, will they be present at the same time?"