The judge's pen, the sacred object of heaven and earth, came into being, and it is an incomparably terrifying existence.

Any trace drawn by the judge is a judgment of the underworld, containing terrifying and powerful power.

If it was just a few small minions, under the power of judgment, they would turn into ashes in an instant, and it would be impossible to make even a trace of resistance.

The judge's pen carries the meaning of judgment, and the traces it draws are the judgment of the underworld, a powerful and irresistible force.

Is Wang Zhicai a little minion? No!

Obviously, how can a person who can do something against the sky and come back to life be just a little minion?

When the crisis was about to come, Wang Zhicai was in a flash and immediately avoided the danger.

He stood in the air and looked back at the explosion beneath him, his face very ugly.

That terrifying aura, he felt it very clearly, if it weren't for his own ability, he would be injured if he was hit by that blow.

Wang Zhicai stood firm in the air, and he stared at Wang Shang coldly, "You really want to kill them all?" ”

Wang Shang sneered, "Kill them all? Do you deserve that word? ”

After Wang Shang finished speaking, he didn't talk nonsense, the judge's pen swiped randomly in the void, and a terrifying force appeared again, roaring towards the place where Wang Zhicai was.

"Boom!" A strong explosion sounded, and a huge pit was blown out of Wang Zhicai's location.

"Yes!" Wang Shang looked at the pit that had been blown up by himself, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he held the judge's pen and kept scratching in the void, causing streams of powerful energy to appear in the air.

Wang Zhicai's ability is not small, although Wang Shang's random stroke is very powerful, but Wang Zhicai's speed is good, so he can't hurt him.

"Ancestor!" Wang Zhi's family was prostrate on the ground, screaming in horror, they were affected by the force of the explosion, crying and hoping that Wang Zhicai could help them.

It's not that they don't want to take the opportunity to run away, but the coercion exuded by Wang Shang is so strong that their legs are weak and they have lost all their ability to move.

Piles of dust fell down from the roof of the dungeon, accompanied by a lot of shaking.

Wang Shang knew that this was caused by his random attack, and if he continued like this, he would 100% collapse the underground palace, and even he would have to be buried under it at that time.

Wang Shang looked at Wang Zhicai, who was already wolf bèi hiding on the side, holding the judge's pen and drawing in the void, as if he was writing something, and then his lips whispered, "Fixed!" ”

It's just a simple sound, but there seems to be a very strange fluctuation rising, this fluctuation is very magical, and it hits people's hearts. No, it's a direct blow to the heart.

As Wang Shang finished speaking, Wang Zhicai's expression instantly became terrified. He found that not only his own **, but even his soul was suppressed by a mysterious force, and his whole body seemed to be pressed against thousands of mountains and stones, no matter how much he wanted to move, he couldn't act for half a minute.

"This!" He panicked instantly, and in an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he was thinking about how to solve this game.

"No!" Suddenly, Wang Zhicai roared angrily, "I finally came back to life, and it will never end like this." ”

I saw that his eyes turned blood-red, and his body exuded an eerie and terrifying aura, and he actually broke free little by little from Wang Shang's fixed-word proposition with the judge's pen.

"It seems that I have shown real skills!" Wang Shang smiled fearlessly, in his opinion, no matter how Wang Zhicai tossed, he couldn't escape the palm of his hand, because he was the immortal of this side and the master of this side.

"You forced me!" Wang Zhicai glared at Wang Shang resentfully.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to cut Wang Shang with a thousand knives, and he couldn't wait to break his bones and cramp.

If it weren't for him, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't be like this now, so his eyes were full of resentment.

When Wang Zhicai was alive in ancient times, he was able to know the Yin God, and even more so the Netherworld Fire, which indicated that he must have extraordinary skills, so Wang Shang didn't think that his random means could destroy him at the beginning.

Wang Zhicai was like a different person at this time, his face and neck were all covered with black lines, which were regularly intertwined, and seemed to have an inexplicable rhythm.

Wang Shang watched his changes, and he knew that Wang Zhicai's whole body should be covered with these lines, and these lines should be some mysterious means.

Because since these lines emerged from Wang Zhicai's body, Wang Shang had already felt that his strength was growing exponentially.

Steeply, Wang Zhicai broke free from the shackles of Wang Shangding's mantra and rushed straight to him.

Wang Shang chuckled, even if your strength increases? Ants are ants!

"Burn!" Wang Shang quickly drew a word in the air, and a dark flame rose out of thin air, with a cold breath to the bone.

The mantra of the burning word, drawn by the pen of the judge, appears as the real fire of the netherworld.

When Wang Zhicai saw this sudden appearance of Netherland Fire, his expression changed, and he immediately stopped the attack, turned aside, and said in disbelief: "Why can you summon such a powerful Netherworld Fire?" ”

Netherworld fire, the most powerful against ghosts and demons, is the world's first-class strange fire, with great power.

Wang Zhicai just felt the terrifying aura emanating from the earth fire, so he retreated.

Wang Shang sneered, "I said, I'm an immortal, and the earth fire is not easy to come by?" Then he said, "Don't make senseless resistance, at this time, I am no longer something you can compete with, just grab it." ”

"Humph!" Wang Zhicai snorted coldly, "If you want me to be arrested, it depends on whether you have the ability!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he rushed in the direction where Wang Shang was again.

Wang Shang looked at him with disdain, he had self-confidence, no matter how Wang Zhicai resisted, he was doing useless work.

But what happened next made him slightly stunned.

After Wang Zhicai was halfway through the attack, he quickly turned back to the exit where Wang Zhi's family climbed in, and quickly flew out.

As soon as he rushed out, there seemed to be some mechanism in the dungeon, and it kept shaking, as if it was about to collapse.

"Not good!" Wang Shang's face changed, followed closely behind, and chased after him.

"Bang bang bang!" A huge sound arose in the dungeon, and Wang Shang knew that it was not the dungeon that seemed to be collapsing, but that it was already collapsing, and if it was not fast enough, it might have to be buried inside.

Wang Shang followed Wang Zhicai's figure closely and would never let him escape.

I really didn't expect him to use such a ruthless means in order to escape, if Wang Shang didn't guess wrong, with the collapse of the underground palace, Wang Zhi's family would definitely suffer a great crisis, and it was likely that they would put their lives inside, and pity Wang Zhicai's ruthlessness.

Wang Zhi and others are his descendants, he can be resurrected, Wang Zhi's family has been of great help, but I didn't expect to ignore them so much this time.