Xu Tong looked at his master, then at the ghost king who was beaten to a bloody pulp with his divine ring shattered on the ground, and slowly put away the incense of merit in his hand.
He coughed slightly and defended: "Whoever hit me, I just think he is too ugly and I want to help him have plastic surgery."
Xue Gui waved his hand and saw a reluctant Taoist Xunlong coming out of the gate carrying a bundle of iron chains. He raised his foot and kicked the Ghost King: "You're lucky."
As he spoke, he put the chain on the King of Hell Ghosts and dragged him into the gate like a dead dog.
"Master, you are not interesting enough this time."
Seeing the Underworld King being dragged into the gate like this, Xu Tong showed a look of aggrievedness, brought out a small stool for the master to sit down first, then hugged the master's thighs and gently rubbed the master's legs.
"You will always have to fight. I will help you now. What should you do if you encounter someone I can't fight in the future??"
Xue Gui asked with a smile.
"Then just run."
"Can't run away?"
"Then join, you can also marry into the family." Xu Tong even didn't forget to take out the mirror and take a look.
Facing Xu Tong's weird answer, the master was not angry, but said meaningfully: "But you always have something you want to protect."
Xu Tong's eyes in the mirror flickered for a few times, then he slowly put down the mirror in his hand.
"From now on, I will just recycle it and provide you with some logistics, and you can do the rest yourself." Master Xue Gui said, patting his shoulder gently.
"Er... Then I can't learn my Shankou in vain, right??"
You, the old worshiper of Shankou, can knock on the gate of the King of Hell, but I, the worshiper of Shankou, can knock on the door of the king of hell??
"That's your business, not mine. Don't always tie yourself to the framework I created. Otherwise, when will it become a reality? If you have the ability, don't knock on my door. Think of other ways."
Faced with his master acting like a rogue, Xu Tong really had no temper at all.
"Let me go!! You stupid pigs, I am the King of the Nine Evil Underworld Ghosts, you dare to arrest me!!"
At this time, the Ghost King, who had been dragged into the master's hall, had woken up from his coma. After realizing that he was not dead, he immediately started yelling.
"Okay, let's start working again."
The master patted his thigh and stood up and walked into the door.
"Jingle Bell……"
At this time, Taoist Xunlong lifted him up from behind and kicked him in the calf. The Ghost King fell to his knees involuntarily, and then Taoist Xunlong held his head down and smashed it against the hard floor tiles.
,kowtow.
How could the Underworld King accept this? The shouting and cursing became even more constant.
The master sat down on the dragon chair, and his expression gradually became upright and serious.
"King of the Underworld Ghosts! You used to act recklessly in the underworld and were sentenced to be exiled to the Yang world for a thousand years. I didn't expect that you still showed no repentance. You took Yin Yang Mountain by force, reversed Yin and Yang, and you were so audacious that you tried to stand on your own. This is a heinous crime. I will send you to death.
tower!"
But when King Jiu'e Minggui heard it, he felt as if he was hearing a joke.
A stern sneer came out of his mouth. He didn't know which Yin God was coming, but if he wanted to send him back to the Yin Cao, he would even have to send himself to the soul-breaking platform. Isn't this a joke.
"I think you are an idiot, and you sent me to the soul-breaking platform? Do you know who my master is? It will scare you out of your wits if you tell me!!"
As soon as the King Jiu'e Minggui said these words, he was replaced by a light voice: "Roar in the court, open your mouth for thirty!"
"Ah!!! How dare you hit me!"
As soon as King Minggui stared, he felt someone grabbed his hair from behind and forced his face up. He saw an old Taoist coming towards him with a board.
The King of Underworld Ghosts looked at the willow board used to fight ghosts in the old Taoist's hand, and his eyes turned green: "Old man, you dare to hit me?"
"Dare you!"
Taoist Xunlong squinted his eyes, picked up the paddle in his hand, aimed at the Ghost King's face and slapped it down.
Pop, pop, pop... the sound is light and crisp.
This was no different from beating with human hands, but with a wooden plank made of willow wood. Xu Tong's face was bruised and bloody, and even more flesh and blood splattered for a while.
No matter what kind of god you are, if you fall into the palace of the King of Hell, any divine power will be suppressed.
The Underworld King was beaten to the point where he was spinning in circles, and his mind was filled with two words: "Revenge!"
When I go back, my master will definitely come to rescue me. When my master rescues me, I will definitely let him send you and that little guy outside to the eighteen hells.
Wait... just wait for me.
However, a voice immediately shattered his illusion.
"King Ghost, I know who is behind you, but he can't save you."
The Ghost King raised his head, squinting his hazy eyes and gradually focusing his hazy sight, then suddenly opened his eyes wide: "It's you!!!"
Suddenly a bad premonition flooded into the mind of the Underworld King.
"How could it be you!!"
Isn't the old guy in front of me the same boy who was making trouble with Gao Xiaoshan in his own dojo? Why is this old guy here?
Why does he dare to wear this imperial robe? Who is he? He dares to wear this kind of clothes?
In horror, the Ghost King's mind began to spin rapidly.
The master narrowed his eyelids and his eyes gradually became sharper: "Of course it's me."
As the Master said, he took out the Ghost Emperor's document and showed it to King Ninggui. At the same time, he said seriously: "According to the order of the Ghost Emperor of the South, I am the special inspector of Yin Cao to supervise the ghosts of Yin and Yang and eliminate all evil spirits."
."
"The Ghost Emperor of the South?? Du Ziren??"
The ghost king's heart skipped a beat, and he became more and more frightened.
There are five ghost emperors, but that does not mean that there are only five ghost emperors. On the contrary, there are two ghost emperors in each side to check and balance each other.
There is only one Southern Ghost Emperor, Du Ziren, who holds all the power.
He can be said to be the most domineering and unreasonable among the Five Ghost Emperors.
Even if his master goes to intercede in person, Yidu Ziren's temperament may not allow him to agree.
His only hope now is to be escorted back to the underworld. As long as he enters the underworld, his master will definitely come to save him.
However, Master Xue Gui's next words completely shattered the thoughts in the ghost king's mind.
"The Southern Ghost Emperor ordered me to give me an emperor's robe and the right to facilitate my trip before I left. He also ordered me to give me a dragon bird to cut off the divine gate. Lord Ghost King, you can go on your journey with peace of mind."
I saw the mountain ghost lifting a knife from one side.
The knife doesn't look big, but its weight is astonishing. The mountain ghost's huge body requires both hands to pull the knife forward.
There is a red-eyed dragon bird lying on the broad spine of the knife, with its teeth and claws spread out, choosing to devour anyone.
"No!!! If you... dare to kill me, my master will not let you go!!"
The Ghost King's face turned extremely ugly for a moment, and he screamed at Master Xue Gui.
Master Xue Gui's face was expressionless, like a clay Buddha: "I will send your cat's head back to your master to see him for the last time and execute him!"
"Let's hit the road!"
Taoist Xunlong took the King of Hell Ghosts and threw his head under the knife.
No matter how much the Ghost King begged, it was of no avail.
The moment the broadsword fell, Dragon Bird's eyes burst out with a ray of red light, and the huge head of the Underworld King was immediately chopped off.
Taoist Xunlong found a box from nowhere, threw the head of the Ghost King into it, and placed it on Xue Gui's desk.
"What a waste."
Xu Tong stood at the door and watched. He could see clearly that when the dragon bird sword fell, it not only cut off the head of King Nether Ghost, but also chopped it into pieces together with the divine ring of King Nether Ghost.
From now on, I'm afraid there will be no such character as the Ghost King in this world.
But he still felt it was a waste. If he threw this into his fairy furnace, he didn't know what magic elixir he would be able to refine.
As if he had read Xu Tong's thoughts, the master smiled and patted the box holding the head of the Underworld King on the table: "Silly boy, I can kill some people, but you can't, but you can't do without the benefit of the head.
I will take you down and I will naturally reward you."
"Hey, Master, if you say this, I won't be sleepy."
When Xu Tong heard about the reward, his eyes couldn't help but shine.
The master raised his head and looked into the distance, then stepped down from the dragon chair and walked out of the door: "There is no rush in this matter. You can come back to me in three days. The maid's craftsmanship has been pretty good recently. Our grandson and grandpa are slowly drinking wine.
chat."
As he said this, Master actually walked out of Xu Tong's void, and his figure stepped on the void, heading straight towards Yin Yang Mountain, as if he was rushing to see someone.
"Hey, where are you going, master?" Gao Zhuo and Chang Wuzhen walked over, and when they saw the master leaving, they couldn't help but ask.
Xu Tong shook his head and didn't know what the master was planning to do.
Looking again, they found that the two of them had already finished off Wang Zhao. This guy's buttocks were full of bloody holes and had been smashed to pieces. It was simply too miserable to look at.
Xu Tong glanced at the screwdriver Chang Wuzhen was wiping and frowned: "When did this thing become so strong?"
Chang Wuzhen just concentrated on wiping the screwdriver on his hand, for fear of leaving a trace of blood on it. Hearing this, he simply wrote lightly: "I spent three hundred script points to make it enchanted and reinforced."
Chang Wuju wiped the screwdriver on his hand as if it was his lifeblood.
"head!"
Gao Zhuo pulled Xu Tong aside: "This guy seems to have the ability to teleport through space. Let's be careful not to be attacked by this kid that day."
Gao Zhuo couldn't help but feel a chill when he thought of the scene of Chang Wuzhen taking action. It would be fine if this guy didn't take action. Once he does, it's like he's possessed by Teddy. Coupled with the ability of the space system, it's really hard to guard against.
"Hey, don't worry."
Xu Tong patted Gao Zhuo to express his relief.
Chang Wugu, if he hadn't been restrained by the old man's affairs, he would have pounced on him like a mad dog.
But I know this guy very well, and there are many ways to slowly tame him.
"Let's go, before the old man wakes up, let's leave here in a hurry."
Xu Tong urged them, and before leaving, Xu Tong did not forget to take back the soul lanterns made from the other two heads of the Ghost King.
This was made from the other two heads of the Ghost King. It was still shining with gray light at this moment. After throwing it into the prop book, Messenger Xu Tong discovered that this thing still needed to be appraised.
But it can be imagined that this thing is definitely a good thing. Take it back and study it carefully.