Hou Qing is worthy of being the king of zombies. His speed is astonishing. Others have not even reacted to what happened. He has already hit the chest of Wuchen Sanren with one palm. Yu Fei couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw this. .He knew Hou Qing's power. Although Wu Chen Sanren had no appearance, he might not be able to withstand such a palm. What's more, he was injured by the general and his true energy had not yet recovered. Now he was suffering such a blow and his palm again. I don't know if it can be taken over. Although Yu Fei also felt a little disgusted with him, he didn't want him to die now. He also had to ask him to help find the whereabouts of the Nine Nether Kings. So, he just hoped that the whisk would scatter. He can resist it. After all, for his imageless body, his chest is not considered a vital part.
However, Hou Qing's powerful palm shook the black robe of Wuchen Sanren in an instant. Looking at the slowly falling rags, Yu Fei's hope in his heart was also shattered in an instant. He didn't expect this The strength of a palm is so strong. It is probably a bit of a disaster for people who scatter the dust. Maybe the soul has already disappeared.
Hou Qing didn't expect that he would solve the problem of Wuchen Sanren so easily. He was still a little unbelievable. Because Jiang Chen always emphasized in front of him how powerful this person was. After a moment of stunned silence, he raised his head and smiled, "Haha. What The body of the imageless body turned out to be just a fictional reputation. It was a blessing that the minister and the great god said this demon so well."
However, Yu Fei was a little confused. He had seen the reaction speed of Fuchen Sanren. In his opinion, he was afraid that he would not be inferior to Hou Qing. However, Hou Qing hit him just now. Why didn't he dodge any way? Is it because my true energy was damaged and I couldn't escape. Or was it deliberately let Hou Qing kill him? Or in fact, he had already avoided it. Hou Qing hit only an empty robe.
Thinking of this, Yu Fei quickly urged his spiritual consciousness to carefully explore the room. However, he did not find any trace of the fuchensanren. He didn't even have a trace of a slightly special aura. It seemed that he was really annihilated by the soul. Yu Yu was afraid that his soul would be lost. Fei couldn't help but skip a beat. After a while, he sighed and said in his heart: "It seems that you can only rely on yourself to find the whereabouts of the Nine Nether King."
When Hou Qing proudly told Jiang Chen that he had killed Wuchen Sanren with one palm. Jiang Chen, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes suddenly and stood up suddenly. He asked in shock: "What did you say? You actually Kill that demon."
Hou Qing didn't expect that the minister would have such a big reaction. He thought he was going to blame him. He hurriedly said, "Please forgive me. I didn't plan to kill that demon. But the demon was too hateful and full of evil words. Yan. He dared to slander you, the general and the minister. I was so angry that I took action. I originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't expect that he was so vulnerable..."
Before Hou Qing finished speaking, Jiang Chen waved his hand and said, "I don't want to blame you. If you can really kill him, it would be a good thing. I'm afraid things are not that simple."
"God, General, you are worried that the demon is not dead yet. Don't worry. He has been killed by my palm and his soul is destroyed. There is no possibility of survival." Hou Qing said.
The general smiled coldly: "Hmph. You underestimate him too much. He was hit by my golden light in the sky. He had never been destroyed by my soul. Do you think your palm will be stronger than my broken ones. Is the sky golden light?"
"What..." Hou Qing's face changed. After a moment of stunned silence, he slowly said: "Will he be injured by you before? His skills have greatly reduced..."
"Impossible. The demon is a body of the imageless person. He recovered very quickly. After so many days, his skills have recovered to at least 70% or 80%. If he really fights with you, you may not be able to beat him. According to my opinion. The demon was deliberately firing a shot in front of you and took this opportunity to escape." Jiang Chen analyzed.
After hearing what the general said, Hou Qing's face turned pale and said in a frustration: "Then...then I'll catch him again."
But the general stopped him and said, "Forget it. Let him go. Keep him here and kill him, but he can't kill him, use it, and escape. But don't tell others what I said, so they think that The demon is dead.”
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After learning about the "death" of Wuchen Sanren, Kun Yuanzi was stunned. The corners of his mouth squirmed slightly for a long time. After all, he didn't say much. But Yu Fei could see how complicated his emotions were at this time. .After all, the grudge between him and Wuchen Sanren cannot be entangled clearly for a while.
Yu Fei took Kun Yuanzi to the room of Wuchen Sanren to clean up the "relics" he left behind. He did not bring much items when he came. Except for the black robe he was wearing with him, Yu Fei vaguely remembered his hand at that time. It seems that he is still holding the Xuanming ghost stick and carrying a small bag on his back.
The two walked into the room and saw the bag lying quietly in a corner of the room. But they didn't see the Xuanming Ghost Staff. Yu Fei searched around the house and couldn't find it. Its traces.
He thought it was Wu Nu who took it away, so he found Wu Nu. However, Wu Nu said that he had never seen him before.
Yu Fei couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Did the Xuanming Ghost Staff fly away with wings? Or did he remember it wrongly. In fact, when Wuchen Sanren came, he didn't take the Xuanming Ghost Staff at all.
Yu Feizheng couldn't figure it out. Kun Yuanzi had already opened up the burden in the corner of the wall.
"What is this."
When Yu Fei heard Kun Yuanzi's words, he turned his head and saw that he was holding a broken scroll in his hand.
Yu Fei's mind suddenly shuddered and said, "It's a portrait of the Nine Nether Kings. Taoist Master. Show me."
Kun Yuanzi handed the scroll to Yu Fei. Yu Fei carefully spread the scroll.
"Brother Yu, you said this is the Nine Nether King." Kun Yuanzi asked in confusion as he looked at the hideous demonic image on the scroll.
Yu Fei nodded: "Senior Wuchen said that."
Kun Yuanzi frowned and said, "Everyone in the ghost realm will worship the Nine Netherworld King. I have seen statues of various forms of Nine Netherworld King. But this is the first time I have seen him. But it seems. Where have you seen it?"
"It turns out that Taoist priest, you feel so. To be honest, it feels familiar to me the first time I saw this portrait. But I can't remember where I have seen it."
The two stared at the portrait and thought for a long time. Yu Fei suddenly slapped his forehead and shouted loudly: "I remembered it. I know where we have seen it before."