"I don't accept it!" Ji Yueying said angrily and rushed towards Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan's expression was slightly dark, but he did not move.

Ji Yueying rushed to one meter in front of his desk and was suppressed by the ghost messenger.

The ghost messenger turned to Chen Yifan for advice, and Chen Yifan said lightly: "Take it down!"

This time I went there, I was naturally sent to hell and was tortured.

Next, the judge took out another book of merit and demerit and started reading it.

Starting from the juniors of the Ji family, one after another.

Perhaps it was because they were born in a noble family and grew up in a noble family environment since childhood. These young ladies do not have a good energy-saving lamp.

Even children who are only 12 or 30 years old have done a lot of fighting and death or disability.

Not to mention some other trivial matters.

Of course, no matter what evil they do, they are not as good as the last one. As a member of the Ji family!

Seeing that the members of the Ji family were judged and taken down one by one, several ancestors of the Ji family finally couldn't help it.

He knelt down and begged: "Please! We beg you! Let them go, they did not participate in the affairs of that year, so we old guys will punish you!"

"What? Can you also treat this as a condition for negotiation? Aren't your life and soul originally under the control of this emperor?"

"Are you too arrogant to take my things to negotiate terms with me?" Chen Yifan asked back.

"..." A group of ghosts from the Ji family were stunned.

"If I had known today, why should I have been there?" Chen Yifan sighed as he looked at their dead silence and despair.

Finally, it was Wenxian's turn.

"Qiu Yueling, Taoist name: Wenxian, do 72 good deeds in his life and 399 evil deeds!"

"Use the forbidden technique, steal the sky and change the sun, disrupt the order of the human world, and judge the punishment of the soul and the spirits and the spirits are scattered!"

"Murder brothers of the same school..."

...

The people of the Ji family did hundreds of evils, only a few or a dozen of them were worth recording and sentenced separately.

But when asked about Taoist priest Xian, he did 399 evils, of which at least two hundred were worthy of the sentences listed separately!

Chen Yifan felt drowsy when he heard this, and even a sense of confusion arose in his heart.

How could there be such a hateful person in the world?

All the criminal laws were added together, and the judges wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and discussed in a low voice, but they could not find a suitable criminal law.

Just like some of the criminal laws that should have been scattered and split the soul into ant, it must be a one-time job. After the punishment, the soul will disappear. Where can I find a Taoist priest Wenxian to continue the subsequent criminal laws?

It would be easier to say that there is only one such criminal law. First, the lighter criminal law is executed, and then the severe punishment that will directly destroy the soul is executed.

But the problem is that Wen Xian committed more than one serious crime!

Even if your soul is gone, you have to repeat the punishment dozens of times.

Generally, in this case, the underworld should be replaced by other severe punishments.

But this time, the judges could not find a suitable heavy punishment.

Finally, I had to look at Chen Yifan with cold sweat and seek his instructions.

Chen Yifan frowned and thought for a while, then knocked on the table and said, "I have seen a forbidden technique in the secret book of the world, called the Soul-Genetic Technique, which can plant a complete soul in part of a person's soul."

"It's better... there should be a few criminal laws, so I'll plant a few questions and be punished first!"

"Ask Master Xian, what do you think?" After saying that, Chen Yifan asked Master Xian for his own opinion with a smile.

When Master Wenxian heard these words, he was already sweating coldly and looked at Chen Yifan with horror.

Is this guy a devil?

"God of the Lord! I will spare me once. I am willing to be the Emperor. I will never betray you forever!" Wen Xian did not dare to answer, and immediately knelt on the ground and begged.

"Haha! It's funny, my underworld talents... are full of talents, and you are still missing?" Chen Yifan laughed.

"I... I have been to Guigu Sect since I was a child and learned many heaven and earth ban techniques, just like the art of changing the sky and earth, which must be useful to the emperor!" Wen Xian said in a hurry, eager to prove his role.

"Since it is a forbidden technique, it should be destroyed in the world!" It would be fine if he didn't mention it. When Chen Yifan was angry, he said angrily.

If it weren't for this, how could he have such a bumpy "life"?

"Drag on! Order people to go to the library to practice soul-generating techniques immediately. Don't be afraid of failure. You can practice directly on Wenxian!" Chen Yifan raised his hand and waved his hand.

Then he stood up, turned around and left.

Chen Yifan was angry and the whole palace was silent. Now even the lowest-level ghost messenger in the underworld knew how terrible their immediate boss was!

The scene where thousands of ghosts were in chaos that day, and all the ancient ghosts and monsters appeared, but were suppressed by Chen Yifan and his strength were always alerted to them.

Tell them who is the master of this underworld!

Chen Yifan left, and his anger came and went quickly. He quickly hummed a song to go to the monster garden he had chosen to build.

Because it was his order, no one dared to neglect it. With the mobilization of many ghost powers, the Monster Garden had been built in a few days.

When Chen Yifan came here, Deng Buqi was practicing the "work manual" given to him by the judge. Hey, it was actually the technique.

In order to practice this completely unfounded and ignorant ghost cultivation technique, Deng Buqi showed up twelve points of enthusiasm, that was to forget to eat and sleep.

He has not been so serious in the world after reading books for more than twenty years.

But now, it’s not OK to be serious!

Thinking about the ancient demon saints I saw that day, Deng Buqi's heart trembled.

He has nothing to ask for now, he only has one wish, just don’t be eaten by those monsters.

"Oh! Are you very diligent?" Looking at Deng Buqi's lyrics of practice, Chen Yifan walked over and patted his shoulder and praised.

Deng Buqi twitched his mouth, and he felt very resentful.

"Let's go! The yard is almost completed. Let's go and the monsters take it!" Chen Yifan waved his hand.

"Finished...complete?" Deng Buqi was shocked and stuttered.

"No, Master, please take a look! Is the fence a little low? Also, such a dangerous guy, I think we should build a closed cage, and there is no such thing as this! They will run out!" Deng Buqi persuaded anxiously.

This is related to his wealth and life, the kind that is scattered!

"Swish! This is the building of the underworld, how can it be judged by the human world? This is already closed, look!" Chen Yifan snorted and waved his hand to the sky above the monster garden in front of him.

A dark magic power rushed over instantly, colliding with a barrier, which flashed and disappeared again.

Deng Buqi breathed a sigh of relief and found that he had installed "tempered glass".

However, he couldn't see it, and he was still a little confused!

Deng Buqi wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Chen Yifan's eyes: "If you are really worried, you can first cultivate feelings with the monsters at close range, then even if they escape, they will not hurt you, right?"
Chapter completed!