Lu Yinyang's gold cloud of merit is about to gather. This speed gives people the feeling that if I have a monthly salary of 3,000, if I only have 10,000, I will have a monthly salary of 30 million, and this me is still growing.

However, he also felt that his death was approaching.

Hades.

A small hell that does not turn into bones.

"Soon——.——Soon————Soon——.

"Why haven't you gathered merit yet?"

"We are all Lu Yinyang. Let's go together when the time comes to see who wears the divine form and who lives forever."

"We have so many Lu Yinyangs, how can we not compete with him for just one Lu Yinyang?"

"As soon as I am listed in the heavenly register, I will take this old Taoist immediately, and we, the three corpse god brothers, will enjoy wealth and immortality together."

"That's right, that's right, we are all the Three Corpse Gods, and this old man is not with us at first glance."

"This old Taoist, why haven't you looked at merits recently? Is it because you don't want to attain enlightenment?"

"How about that?"

"This old Taoist is a scourge and a Taoist thief. We cannot keep him."

Such whispers echoed in the already gloomy underworld.

Even the Yin-Yang Master, who has always been brave enough to lie down in a coffin as a bed and take elixirs until his face turns black without fear, still feels horrified.

Old Taoist Yin and Yang sat on the prison monument, looking at the towering Coffin Mountain. Pairs of tiny eyes were densely arranged from the height to the bottom of the Coffin Mountain, flickering and looking at him.

The old Taoist was meditating and chanting sutras, looking like he was standing still with his back to all sentient beings. In fact, he was already panicking in his heart.

"This can't go on like this."

"The old man has to save himself."

As soon as this idea came up, a three-corpse-god villain jumped out from the old Taoist's shoulders, raised his arms and shouted.

"Fellow Taoists, this old Taoist has no good intentions and wants to deal with us."

In an instant, the Three Corpse Gods Lu Yin and Yang on Coffin Mountain caused a sensation, and the crowd was furious.

"What, we haven't made a move yet, and this thief is ready to make a move on us?"

"Thief, you really can't let him go."

"Those who strike first will gain the upper hand, but those who strike later will suffer disaster."

Countless little people poured down from the coffin mountain, turning into a torrent.

The old Taoist Yin and Yang's scalp was numb, and he was so frightened that he peeed and escaped from the little hell that would not turn into bones. It was obviously a little hell that he controlled, but he, a ghost, never dared to go back.

He hurriedly walked through the twisted path of yin and yang and boarded the boat of the underworld.

"Hurry, go quickly——"

After the boat of Huangquan left, the old Taoist looked back and found that there were three corpse gods all on the shore.

Looking at him from across the underworld.

The old Taoist ran to the Youdu Palace and found that a large number of the Three Corpse Gods had gathered here.

These three corpse gods are reporting his evil deeds to the ghost uncle and want to file a lawsuit with him to fight for the ownership of the name Lu Yinyang and the ownership of the golden cloud of merit.

Seeing this, Lu Yinyang didn't dare to go up.

"If there is a lawsuit, will Uncle Ghost really identify him?"

The relationship between the old Taoist Lu Yinyang and the Three Corpse God Lu Yinyang, as well as who owns the merit that poured out the sky, is completely a mess, and no one can sort it out and make it messy.

If we don't go to Youdu Hall, this matter can still be postponed.

If he goes and goes to court with the three gods that even he himself can't count now, then the matter will completely go to the unfavorable side for the old Taoist.

Thinking of this, Lu Yinyang dared to go to Youdu Hall and quickly ran towards the other side.

In other places, there are still many ghosts and gods looking for Lu Yinyang.

"Where is Lu Yinyang?"

"What about the ghost and god Lu Yin Yang who doesn't turn into bones in the little hell?"

"Exactly."

"I saw him just now—.."

Seeing this, the old Taoist quickly lowered his head to cover his face, covering up the light of merit and the Dharma behind him.

However, there was still an inner ghost inside him, Lu Yinyang, who ran out at the right time and shouted to the other three corpse gods.

"Here."

"This thief is here."

Other souls and ghosts could not see the three corpse gods, but the other three corpse gods could see the three corpse gods. They immediately shouted to each other and began to pass on messages.

If this continues, the underworld will no longer be able to stay.

The old Taoist immediately followed the passage of the Incense God Realm and projected it into the human world.

usual.

He passed through this passage and then used the power of the earth god to catch ghosts. But now he ran to the human world through this passage and soon arrived at Huajing City.

And his destination was very clear, heading straight outside the Yunzhong Palace Temple.

Now Lu Yinyang has no choice but to escape from the underworld, and this world is not very safe for him now.

Moreover, not only did he have no place to hide, but there was no use in hiding.

Wait until the golden cloud of merit gathers.

If he does not show up and return to his place at that time, the other three household gods will take it for him and wear the appearance of the god of heaven.

At that time, his real body, Lu Yinyang, will become a substitute.

How could the newly ascended Lu Yinyang tolerate his former true form? He would definitely have to take action against him.

This is not speculation, but well-founded.

Because, Lu Yinyang used the heart of the villain Lu Yinyang to guess the belly of the villain Lu Yinyang, and once he guessed, he knew what the Three Corpse God Lu Yinyang was going to do.

"If it were a poor man, he would definitely do this."

How could that be wrong?

Lu Yinyang did not expect that when the golden cloud of merit that he had been looking forward to day and night gathered together, it now seemed to have become a life-threatening talisman.

There is no other way out. Lu Yinyang can't find any other way out in this world, so he can only seek help from Lord Linghua.

But when he came outside the Yunzhong Palace, Lu Yinyang walked between Yin and Yang like a ghost, trying to escape (network) into the Yunzhong Palace.

However, it was like hitting a thick wall.

"Boom!"

Layers of golden light turned into structures like fishing nets and spread in all directions, surrounding the Yunzhong Palace Temple.

At the same time, some shadows of gods spread out from every corner, staring at Lu Yinyang who had turned into a ghost.

"He Fang kid——He Fang kid——He Fang——·

"How dare you break into Yunzhong Palace Temple..."

Lu Yinyang stared at this scene. It was obvious that he had never been here as a ghost before and had no idea that such a change would happen.

The Yunzhong Palace Temple is guarded at all levels, and the old Taoist cannot enter at all.

He had broken through the palace, and the guards at all levels seemed to be nothing to him.

But here we are.

The inside and outside of Yunzhong Palace Temple are like copper and iron walls.

Seeing that the divine magician took action at the same time and bombarded Lu Yinyang, Lu Yinyang shouted quickly.

"Sir Linghua, save me!"

An experienced voice came in.

At this moment.

The Yunzhong Palace Temple was busy, but Lord Linghua, who was guarded by Wu Gong, raised his head and looked outside.

"Someone is coming outside the door."

Mortals couldn't hear it, but Lord Linghua heard it.

The witches beside him were very strange and looked outside with confusion. They didn't know how Lord Linghua knew that someone was coming outside.

However, no one asked any more questions. One of them stepped forward and said,

"I'll send someone to fetch you immediately."
To be continued...