I just became a ghost: A school beauty anchor came to copy my tombstone

The ghosts of the underworld are innumerable.

However, under the restrictions of some strange rules, the ghost race that has become weird cannot descend to the real world.

The strongest ghost clan that can descend is the Ghost Emperor.

This was not the slightest threat to Chen Xuan.

As long as he is in the real world, he is invincible.

At least, until the restrictions are lifted.

The thought flashed, and Chen Xuan paid attention to his own state.

Being slashed by heavenly thunder is not a trivial matter.

The power of this thunder and lightning is extremely great, and it even faintly exceeds the limit of the Ghost Emperor.

Although, it didn't hurt Chen Xuan himself.

However, the Ghost Emperor Armor he was wearing was damaged by a third.

This was the first time Chen Xuan had been injured, and although it was only a piece of clothing on his body, it made him feel cold.

"Fortunately, the Ghost Emperor Armor has an automatic repair function."

"As long as there is enough time, it can be repaired automatically, and I don't need to change into other clothes."

"Moreover, in the case of damage, the Ghost Emperor Armor can also be worn as ordinary clothes, and the function of clothing transformation can still be used normally."

Although the level of the Ghost Emperor Armor only reached the SSS level.

However, the production of the system must be a high-quality product.

Compared with ordinary SSS-level ghost weapons, the quality of the Ghost Emperor Armor is much higher, and the functions are numerous, far beyond the ordinary SSS-level ghost weapons.

Although the damage is severe, in the case of automatic repair, it only takes one year to complete.

"But a year is still too long."

Looking at the sky, the clouds had dispersed.

Thunder and lightning, also disappeared without a trace.

Although he still felt like he was being targeted, Chen Xuan also understood.

After a heavenly thunder, the heavens in the underworld will not descend thunder calamities again.

Just a mortal after all.

Although this mortal is somewhat special.

However, a heavenly thunder is already exaggerated.

If only this heaven descended on thunder calamity again.

Chen Xuan wondered if that wandering ghost would be Cangtian's illegitimate son.

A year was too long, Chen Xuan couldn't wait.

He used the power of the ghosts and gods in his body and rushed to the ghost emperor armor.

With a stream of red light, it circulated above the Ghost Emperor Armor.

The Ghost Emperor Armor damaged by lightning was repaired in less than ten seconds.

As Chen Xuan's ghost weapon, it was a very reasonable thing to rely on his ghost power to speed up the repair speed.

The task was completed and the reward was in hand, Chen Xuanye narrowed his eyes and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, though, he paused behind a yellow-haired youth playing PUBG.

Poof!

A stream of blood, splashed out, flew directly to the ceiling of the Internet café.

Chen Xuan casually threw his yellow-haired head to the ground, and walked out of the Feixiang Internet Cafe with a flat expression under the horrified eyes of others.

A minute after he left.

Inside the Internet café, there were screams of fear.

"Aaaaa

"This man is dead, his head is cut off!"

"No, his head was not cut off, I saw the murderer's crime process just now!"

"Hey, you actually saw it, the murderer didn't kill you?"

"No..."

"Then you quickly say, how did this yellow-haired head fall off."

A severely myopic middle school student with dilated pupils and a trembling tone.

"His head was taken off by that man's hand!"

"Take it off?"

When the others heard this, they looked confused and felt that this middle school student was teasing them.

"Really, you believe me!"

"That person was like pulling out a building block, and with a gentle mention, he took off this yellow-haired head..." Seeing

that the middle school student looked honest, his tone was extremely sincere.

Deep inside, a chill bubbled up from the others.

All over the body, goosebumps appeared.

With a light mention, take off a person's head, that guy, is it a person?

Walking out of the Feixiang Internet Cafe, Chen Xuan looked up at the sky.

The moment he saw the yellow-haired young man, he also understood why the soul of the security guard wandered in the Flying Internet Cafe.

At first, he thought that the security guard's soul was wandering in this Internet café because the flying Internet café was the beginning of that incident.

Until, he saw the yellow-haired youth.

Although the yellow-haired youth has undergone plastic surgery, it is very different from the original appearance.

However, he could see through at a glance that this yellow-haired young man was the thief.

"No wonder the security guard's soul is so deeply obsessed."

"A murderer who committed a crime and mutilated his daughter is still at large and goes unpunished."

"That security guard's soul does not turn into a grudge, it is already a kind-hearted person."

Although Chen Xuan is not a good person.

However, that security soul allowed him to get an SS-level Ghost Emperor Ability Enhancement Card.

He didn't mind either, and helped the security guard's soul and slaughtered the thief.

It can also be regarded as fulfilling the other party's wish.

The palm was spread, and inside, a black light existed.

This black light is the soul of a thief.

After taking off the thief's head, Chen Xuan grabbed the other party's soul with his hand and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Who are you?"

The yellow-haired thief looked terrified.

Chen Xuan's means made him feel extremely terrified.

Change to someone else, like this, he will absolutely take revenge on the other party madly.

However, in front of Chen Xuan, this yellow-haired thief who was bound to report did not dare to have the slightest thought of revenge.

In the heart, there is only fear.

Chen Xuan's means made him afraid.

The eyes full of indifference and dead silence made the yellow-haired thief feel that the other party was like a Yan King from hell.

In the eyes, there is no human emotion at all.

Look at him, just look at an ant....

Chen Xuan did not answer the yellow-haired thief's question, he threw it casually, and threw the other party into the second layer of hell that he had just created: scissors hell.

This scissors hell, like the tongue pulling hell, was born in Chen Xuan's ghost domain.

Once inside, it would be suppressed by the rules set by Chen Xuan in the Ghost Domain.

No matter who it is, they will lose their strength and become a plate meal for the imps in hell.

Under the blessing of a hundred times of pain, endured endless torture, unable to survive, unable to seek death.

Even if you can't bear the pain, it leads to the collapse of the soul.

It will also be resurrected under Chen Xuan's rules.

"Aaa

"It hurts, it hurts, it kills me..." the

yellow-haired thief let out a heart-rending scream.

His body is being cut by a little devil with scissors, little by little.

A complete body, the little ghost carefully cut a full 108,000 times before it was completely cut.

Afterwards.

The yellow-haired thief has been resurrected from the scissors hell again.

Seeing the little ghost with scissors in front of him, the yellow-haired thief was like seeing a demon.

Why, can't even die?

The yellow-haired thief was desperate.

The imp grinned and approached him.

The scissors in his hand clicked.

Before the scissors fell on his body, he felt a sharp pain all over his body that was enough to drive him crazy.

"Aaaaah!"

"Don't come, don't come here..."