The scene in front of him was extremely cruel. Even Ye Zhang frowned when he heard the extremely painful cry.

He didn't find much karma on these spirits, which meant that most of the souls here were supposed to be reincarnated, but due to the turmoil in the underworld, the order collapsed.

So many spirit bodies were forcibly taken into hell by evil spirits and suffered extremely painful torture.

I saw those evil spirits tearing out the tongues of the spirit bodies with ferocious faces and placing them neatly in the dishes as if they were cooking dishes. I don't know where they are going to be sent.

Ye Zhang snorted coldly, and then moved his sword finger to perform a strange technique.

In an instant, a phantom of Yin Yang Bagua directly enveloped the entire valley, and the mysterious and mysterious Taoist rhyme filled it, constantly washing away the rich and violent atmosphere in this space.

Feeling such a powerful force, the evil spirits were also shocked. Before they could react, a series of thunders struck down hard, causing their souls to fly away.

At the same time, flames, ice, sand and other means were constantly sprayed out in other directions, but within a short time, all the hundreds of evil spirits were killed!

Seeing this scene, both the young men who came with them and the Yin spirits who were being tortured were shocked, and then they showed expressions of surprise and joy.

"Your Majesty, you are so powerful!"

The young man couldn't help clenching his fists, and then ran into the valley and said, "The judge is back, and we are all free!"

As soon as the words fell, the chains binding the spirit body were instantly broken, and everyone regained their ability to move.

At the same time, everyone's eyes were on Ye Zhang, and they still doubted the judge mentioned by the former. After all, the gods had disappeared for a long time, otherwise they would not have allowed the evil spirits to do whatever they wanted.

Looking at the fearful and questioning eyes of everyone, Ye Zhang didn't say anything more, he just raised the Demon-Conquering Sword in his hand, and the extremely hot Karma Fire surged out instantly.

"The Demon-Conquering Sword is really the judge, we are saved!"

All the Yin spirits knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to express their gratitude and excitement. The days when life was worse than death were finally coming to an end. For them, the biggest wish was to escape from hell and be reincarnated again.

Ye Zhang nodded, and then said: "The place of reincarnation is not under my jurisdiction, but I will try my best to eliminate the evil spirits in hell, so you don't have to suffer punishment from now on."

Hearing this, all the spirits began to cry. Who knows how they got through all these years, but now they finally got through it.

But at this moment, a burst of arrogant laughter suddenly sounded: "Woo hoo hoo hoo ha ha ha!"

Suddenly, the extremely rich Yin Qi surged out, rolling and sweeping like a sea of ​​clouds, instantly covering the valley.

A hideous and terrifying face could be vaguely seen emerging from the thick black mist, and the aura of violence and blood spread across it. It was actually a hundred times more terrifying than the previous evil spirits!

Feeling this terrifying aura, all the spirits trembled, subconsciously shot their heads and lay on the ground, not daring to move at all.

"Yes, that's it, that guy is here!"

The young man also collapsed directly and looked at Ye Zhang with a horrified face and said: "Your Majesty Judge, you should know that there is a ghost king in every level of hell, which is the most evil and powerful existence.

After the gods disappeared, they took over the hell and enslaved and killed us at will. This is the ghost king of the Eight Tongue Hell!"

Ye Zhang nodded when he heard the words. No wonder he had such momentum. It turned out that the boss had arrived, but this sense of oppression should not be underestimated. If measured according to the standards of the world, he was at least a strong man in the Xuanji realm.

I saw the thick black mist continuously condensing, and finally turned into a monster more than ten meters tall. Although the limbs were short, it had a huge mouth, and the extremely sharp teeth released a deep chill.

A scarlet long tongue is several feet long, covered with venom and barbs, and looks extremely terrifying.

At the same time, a loud voice like thunder suddenly sounded: "I am the ghost king with a long tongue, who dares to break in!"

"The long-tongued ghost..."

Ye Zhang raised his eyebrows slightly. He also knew something about this kind of ghosts, and there were even many rumors among the people.

Once upon a time, there was a Chinese scholar who did not know his last name. He was reading at night. Several doors in his house were not closed tightly. At this time, the door opened frequently, and then all the doors and windows were opened at the same time.

Zhongshu thought someone with an urgent order from the court had arrived, and immediately got up to greet him. But just as he walked to the door, the door burst open with a bang, and a strange figure walked towards him.

The visitor was about eight feet tall, wearing a black hat and black clothes. He slowly walked to the bed and sat down with a stick, looking at the former without saying a word.

Zhongshu Lang was very puzzled, so he asked the person's name. The person opened his mouth to reveal a set of fangs, and a blood-red tongue fell out, hanging down to his knees.

This sudden change scared Zhongshu Lang's legs to the point of weakness, but he couldn't scream no matter what and fell directly onto the chair.

But at this time, he suddenly remembered the old saying that "burning books can drive away evil spirits". Regardless of whether it was effective or not, he quickly lit the book in his hand and waved it at the visitor.

Seeing this, the long-tongued ghost did not dare to approach, and they remained in a stalemate until the rooster crowed, and then went out until daylight broke out.

In addition, there is also a ghost with a long tongue who is said to often haunt the East Street Bridge. He comes out late at night and scares people. Whenever he sees people, he sticks out his long tongue to scare people.

Everyone who saw it was frightened and ran away quickly, but after returning home, he fell seriously ill. Only by returning to the place where he burned paper money and worshiping him could his illness recover.

There was a very courageous cook. One night he was drunk and crossing a bridge. He met a ghost with a long tongue. The ghost with a long tongue asked, "Do you want my tongue to grow?"

The cook pretended to be surprised, looked closer, and asked: "Is it so long? Is it really your tongue?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost was unprepared. He held the long tongue with one hand and cut it off with a knife. The ghost suddenly disappeared in great pain and screamed.

When the cook returned home and looked at the severed tongue under the lamp, he found that it had long since turned into a piece of dead wood. When burned, the smell filled his nostrils. From then on, the long-tongued ghost disappeared.

It can be seen from this that what evil spirits fear is nothing more than the awe-inspiring righteousness and the fierce and vicious energy.

Therefore, except for Taoist practitioners, those who can harm ghosts and monsters are mostly cooks and butchers, ruthless people who often use knives.

When encountering such a character, even the difficult ghosts will retreat. And when dealing with the foul-smelling long-tongued ghosts, they cannot be tolerated and must be punished with thunderous means...
Chapter completed!