Before the judge and others could come to their senses from this sudden incident, they saw a long whip rolling towards the ghost face like a poisonous snake, and the soul-squeezing whip was extremely precisely wrapped around the ghost face's neck.

The whip raised a fierce and strong wind, which made people's face hurt. The ghost man on one side felt that he had been slapped in the face collectively, and the place exposed to the air was so hot that he turned his face and retreated.

The judge's bitterness was almost wandering around and spitting out - the turmoil of Dafeng is becoming increasingly unignorable, but now all forces choose to retreat.

All those who have come to know the ancient secrets of Houtu Dafeng are now either old monsters that have been thousands of years old and have long become the leader of a clan, or have experienced thousands of disasters and have achieved the right result and live a life of the same life as the celestial body.

Five hundred years ago, when the Dafeng showed signs of loosening for the first time, the underworld took the lead and concentrated all forces together to discuss this matter together. At that time, all the immortals and chiefs from all walks of life were excited, and they were righteous. They spoke in a word, and they all expressed their desire to be in front of each other and refused to refuse.

But since the battle at the top of Kunlun Mountain, these people seemed to have agreed and disappeared collectively.

They are all practicing, and they all know that this is not a very powerful and promising thing. Cultivation is an extremely long process. It requires going through hardships that others cannot imagine and loneliness that others cannot understand. They must have good innate qualifications, but there is no one in thousands. They can be firm in nature, always walking alone, not eager for quick success or short-term profit or give up halfway, and it is even one million. This is not counted. No matter how talented you are or work hard the day after tomorrow, you lack such a little luck. In the end, you will succeed. Who can not cherish your feathers?

If the Great Seal was not damaged, the underworld was the first to stand up and had to stand up, then the judge asked himself - he felt that he must be so far away. Not to mention that he was a small judge, he was the King of Hell. They dared to see the self-control of the Soul-Slaying Envoy and did not bother with them, and made countless small moves, but if they really got rid of it, who would dare to stand up and face the Ghost King?

Not to mention the sarcastic and moody ghost face.

The judge's expression was complicated, and his eyes fell on Zhao Yunlan - probably only before the shattered world, those real innate gods and demons had such a big move and a desperate mind.

...Even if he is just a mortal now, he dares to stretch out his whip without any scruples.

The judge felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. He could not understand such a passion for life and death. He could not imagine that even millions of people would go to the fire. It was even more difficult to meet the past of their great wilderness that was fearless.

The Kunlun Jun who has disappeared in the cycle of reincarnation is not the case, but the man in front of him is obviously just a mortal slickering man. Why should he not be afraid or frightened? Has he lost the authority and power of the Great Wilderness Mountain Saint, and can he just rely on a little soul that has been cured countless times by reincarnation?

At the last moment, Shen Wei closed his fingers, and the white light in his hand suddenly disappeared. The chaos just now was completely swallowed. Then, his body suddenly twitched violently, and the ice cone inserted into his chest suddenly appeared black lines like spider silk. In the blink of an eye, it was like a huge silkworm cocoon, wrapping him inside.

Ghost Face held a corner of the ice cone with one hand, and stuffed a hand into it just before the Soul-Suppressing Whip wrapped around his neck.

Then in the air, he looked at the mortals below from afar, and felt that there was a fire in the man's eyes that was even more scorching than the soul fire that had ignited the entire disrespectful land.

"If the Soul-Suppressing Order was not damaged," the voice of the ghost face looked hoarse and fragmented under the long whip that Zhao Yunlan tried to strangle him alive. "You may have peeled off a layer of skin from my neck now. Tsk tsk, what a pity..."

Zhao Yunlan almost squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Let go, let him go."

The ghost looked at him expressionlessly: "He is the Ghost King with me. Although he is not in line with his personality, I still don't want to hurt him. It is him who forced me to go desperate step by step. If you want someone, you can also exchange it for the soul-suppressing lamp."

Zhao Yunlan turned a deaf ear to such conditions similar to "swap hostage exchange", and his handsome eyebrows suddenly showed a kind of quiet and gloomy: "Then I advise you, if you are smart enough, it's best to give me a cone, otherwise I will let you never be reborn."

After hearing this, Ghost Face was silent for a moment and laughed loudly: "If it were Kunlun Jun, even if I sacrificed my life today, I would never let you live alone, as for..."

His body shook suddenly, and the soul-suppressing whip that had lost the protection of the divine wood was broken into countless sections in an instant. Zhao Yunlan's palm was shaken out of a blood mark that almost saw the bones, and he came out of his hand: "My Lord, alas... I am grateful for your kindness for borrowing fire, and I was influenced by him. I had no choice but to like you a little, so it would be fine if I keep you."

After saying that, with a sharp laugh, the black mist rose. For a moment, he and Shen Wei, surrounded by black cocoons, disappeared at the same time.

Zhao Yunlan stood there for a while, and his palms were almost covered in blood. The judge finally couldn't help but clear his throat: "Master, you..."

Zhao Yunlan was suddenly awakened by his voice. He raised his head and looked at him slowly. The corners of his eyes flew up slantedly, with an indescribable ominous red color, and his black pupils were scary. He raised his hand and gently licked the wound on his palm. His upper eyelids looked very deep, and his thick eyelashes cast an invisible shadow in his eyes.

The judge shivered instinctively.

"I have to worry about the judge." Zhao Yunlan said in a strange and quiet voice, "Please take me to see the real reincarnation in the underworld."

For a moment, the judge actually felt that he was a little unfamiliar. After a long time, he said with a distorted mouth: "I, the villain thought the Lord wanted to ask the Soul-Suppressing Lamp..."

"Soul-Suppressing Lamp?" Zhao Yunlan raised his left eyebrows gently, as if trembling. The fingers of his left hand unconsciously twisted the wound of his right hand. For a moment, his fingertips were already bright red. For a moment, the judge was frightened and thought that what he was going to say was a terrifying sentence. However, Zhao Yunlan just carried his strange calmness, with his eyelids slightly hanging, and in the end there was no trace of it. He just said simply, "Please go ahead and lead the way."

"Chu Zhao!" A woman's voice suddenly came from behind. Zhao Yunlan didn't have to look back, but he knew it was Zhu Hong.

"Well," Zhao Yunlan neither got angry nor had any big reactions. She just seemed to respond casually, as if he had forgotten that he had sent Zhu Hong away. She came back privately regardless of the order. Then, Zhao Yunlan paused, "When they met Chu Shuzhi and Daqing, let them continue to look for Lin Jing. I have something to do, so I will leave for a while."

Zhu Hong: "I'll go with you!"

Zhao Yunlan looked at her expressionlessly: "No need, it's inconvenient to take you. Please practice for a few more years, little snake."

Zhu Hong was so angry that she was filled with seven orifices: "Little snake? I am a little snake? Then what are you? Among our tribesmen, who is as big as you, is still gnawing on the eggshells they were born with! You mortal."

Zhao Yunlan didn't look back, but a cold smile appeared silently at the corner of her mouth, and said almost inaudible like a whisper: "Don't be anxious, it won't be there soon."

Lin Jing, who was searching for by everyone, was meditating with difficulty. He didn't know where he was. When he recovered his facial features and six senses, he found that he had been tied here. Behind it was a big stone with a strange shape. Next to the stone was a tree with a look up and could not see the crown. It seemed that it was surrounded by water. However, he himself seemed to be in a transparent large cover and was not affected by water.

He was surrounded by strange-shaped animals, including strange animals, some of which were more like humans, and some were simply a pool of mud. This group of "就氱" surrounded him densely, almost immediately triggering the intensive phobia of a man with a slender nerve.

Lin Jing couldn't help but close her eyes and began to chant scriptures.

Unfortunately, as soon as he started, after reciting a few sentences, Lin Jing unfortunately discovered that the Buddhist scriptures seemed to anger the "neighbors" around him who were already staring at him fiercely. The secret beasts became turbulent, and roars of all sizes rang everywhere.

Lin Jing swallowed with difficulty and squeezed out an ugly smile: "Then...that's what, I don't know that we have the discipline to not allow chanting scriptures. I am a person with low quality, so I will correct it immediately and correct it."

The eyes of Youjiu, who was closest to Lin Jing, dimmed greedily. She couldn't help but take a step forward, raised her nose, and smelt the smell of fresh flesh and blood on the man's body.

Lin Jing cried and said, "I haven't taken a shower for three days. Don't touch this comrade if you are not polite, pay attention to your quality!"

The Youzu suddenly opened his mouth wide at him and bit him. At this moment, the other Youzu, who looked more human, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the back of the neck of the previous person who dared to eat alone in public. He twisted his wrinkled fingers with force. The lower one turned into a head-shaped wind chime in his hand, hanging there jingling, dead.

Suddenly, the man from the same clan screamed and tore off the entire ear of the corpse. He didn't even need to dip soy sauce and vinegar, so he put it into his mouth and ate it.

Then it raised its hand generously and threw the corpse away. Countless animals seemed to have heard the New Year bell and rushed forward enthusiastically. In just half a minute, the animals had already had skin and bones, and nothing was left.

Lin Jing was stunned: "Ami... that Buddha, I am merciful, please pay attention to the etiquette of the table."

The donors roared at him together, probably wanting to use him to exercise quality table etiquette.

"Okay, okay, don't pay attention if you don't pay attention, you will take your own care!"

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly came from a distance, and all the ghost animals, the ghost tribes, became quiet all at once, and then they were like the heavy fog blown away by the wind, and they were all dissipated.

Lin Jing felt a strong wind blowing by her side, and then a man was thrown from the air and nailed to the strange big tree next to her.

Four dark shackles were born from the big trunk and firmly held it. A large ice cone about three feet long was inserted into the man's heart. It was really "nailed" on the tree. For a moment, Lin Jing held her breath, and he thought that the man was dead.

And at this moment, the person who was nailed to the tree suddenly opened his eyes.

His breathing was trembling, but there was no trace of his face. Lin Jing screamed in surprise at this moment: "Teacher Shen!"

Chen Wei lowered his head and glanced at him without making a sound. Lin Jing saw the cold sweat all over his head, his lips were as pale as white paper. Looking closely, his body was almost trembling, but apart from that, there was no sign of pain on his face.

The ghost face that came immediately fell down, stood opposite Shen Wei, and looked at him with a smile. After a while, the ghost face slowly raised his hand and took off the mask on his face.

Lin Jing gasped: "My Buddha is so compassionate, please give me a pair of glasses! Why do you think there are two Teachers Shen?"

However, if you look closely, the skin of "Teacher Shen" wearing a mask is paler - it is not normal white, it is blue-white, it looks like he had just crawled out of formalin, so he has an indescribable temperament.

It seemed like there was an indescribable resentment and yin energy, so that Chen Wei's handsome facial features seemed to be a painted skin hanging on a skeleton. The better it looked, the more terrifying it was.

Lin Jing's eyes were so wide that she was about to take off the window. She instantly decided that this person was shameless later. She had plastic surgery according to their "leader's wife". She was obviously a relatively ugly copycat!

I heard the counterfeit goods slowly speak: "I am a nostalgic person, but you press on every step, I really have to kill you, my brother."

When Ghost Face said this, his eyes were filled with strange brilliance, as if he was both regretful and coveted. Chen Wei was the same ghost king as him, not to mention that he was later protected by Kunlun Lord and had a divine character...

"If I devour you, will the entire seal be broken by me?"

Chen Wei was nailed to the ancient merit tree by him, and his whole body was sweating so much that his mouth opened, but he smiled sarcastically: "Why, is the road of the Four Saints no longer possible? What happened to the Reincarnation Ding? Has it turned into an ordinary stone?"

"It's you!"

The eyelids of the ghost face trembled violently, then he raised his hand and slapped Chen Wei's face. Chen Wei was beaten to the side by his head. Just now, his teeth were too tight and he rubbed his mouth. However, he suddenly didn't realize it, spitting out blood foam casually, and laughed out loud: "The Reincarnation Dianling was born from the Three Life Stone, and the Three Life Stone and the ancient merits each hold three souls and seven spirits, and they are connected to each other through the souls of all things. Only the mountains, rivers, cones and yin and yang are born together, forming themselves, and can trap anything in the world - it's not in vain. I used the mountains, rivers, cones and cones to attract you. , Soul-chasing guide fell on you, and then you took out the cauldron and burned the merit pen in front of everyone. Do you think I don’t know that the most important furnace bottom stone in the soul refining cauldron is the Three Life Stone? Where do you find the fragments of the Three Life Stone... It goes without saying that when the merit pen was born, it was the moment when I found the reincarnation sundial and nailed it into the cone of the mountains and rivers - otherwise, you think, why did the big cauldron fall into your hands so easily? I really thought you were very lucky, and someone would give you a pillow when you fell asleep?"

"Mountain and river cone...Mountain and river cone was in your hands from the beginning?"

"Don't you know the word? Mountains and rivers, Kunlun is the beginning of the thirty-six mountains and rivers. I inherited the Mountain Saint and was originally connected to 100,000 mountains. Why do you have to fight for something like this... under my nose?" Chen Wei's cold sweat fell into his mouth, and he pursed his lips indifferently, "Now, I think maybe there is another thing, you also want to know - the wisp of chaos you used to seduce me and restrain me just now... Where is the wisp of chaos taken from yourself now?"

The ghost face changed for a while, and his expression was almost ferocious. Suddenly, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the ice cone inserted into Shen Wei's chest. The blood had soaked Shen Wei's robe, and the flesh and collars tightly glued together. The man looked particularly embarrassed.

Ghost Face rotated the ice cone in Shen Wei's chest and stirred it for a while. Chen Wei did not make the screams he wanted to hear, but he could not speak.

"I don't want to know at all," Ghost Face's breathing was rapid, and he leaned closer to Chen Wei's face and said softly, "I can't know anything. I can just let your hard work be done until you can't maintain the human body at present. I can pull out the Kunlun tendons from your soul and swallow you one by one. From then on, there is only one ghost king in the world, and I am the real heaven, lower, none, double."

Chen Wei was so painful that he couldn't say a word, but he still had a sarcastic smile on his lips, as if he was saying to the ghost face - you can try it.

Ghost facial raised his hand and pulled out half of the ice cone on his chest, then inserted it hard again. Chen Wei's body spasmed violently, and finally fainted, lowered his head and stopped moving.

The ghost face didn't even look at Lin Jing, who was frightened, strode and disappeared into the endless darkness in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!