Those monks in the Immortal Realm, after seeing this scene, their faces immediately changed, but before they could make a move, the mourning sticks in the hands of those black and white impermanence fell.

smashed their souls out of the body, and then with a flick of the chains in their hands, they all locked them up.

"Take it back!"

A black light gate appeared behind Huang Hua, and those ghosts all held chains and flew towards the light gate.

"You dare to arrest someone in my Happy Valley, you are so bold."

With an angry shout, a yellow light flew out of the valley, turned into a big hand, and slapped towards the chains in the hands of those ghosts.

Hum -

On those chains, a layer of black light lit up, united together, turning into a gloomy mountain, towards the big hand formed by the yellow light.

Boom!

The gloomy mountain was directly shattered, turned into countless fragments, and flew in all directions.

The bodies of many ghosts shook together, and the ghost bodies were scattered for a while, and they seemed a little uncertain.

With a wave of Huang Hua's robe, countless black lights flew out and injected them into the bodies of those ghosts, causing their bodies to freeze immediately.

"Zhirong Daoist, do you still recognize me?"

Huang Hua took a few steps forward, and looked coldly at the Zhirong Daoist who flew out of the valley.

"Oh, it's you, the waste that needed Master's sacrifice to save his life! I also want to thank you, without you, with your master's strong temperament, I really can't play with her. Tsk, that's a memorable taste! ”

Listening to the shameless words of Zhirong Daoren, Huang Hua's fists were clenched, his forehead was bruised, his eyes were blood-red, and he stared at Zhirong Daoren.

"What? Want to kill me? Come on! Back then you were a waste, and now you're a ghost, and you're a waste of waste, and I want to see what you can do with me. Zhirong Daoren sneered.

Huang Hua's face turned cold. The Judge Divine Seal in his body rotated slightly, and a black light emerged from his body, forming a judge's robe on the surface of his body.

The black light condensed into a judge's pen in his right hand, and condensed into a copy of the thin life and death in his left hand.

"Your Majesty, the minister will accept the life of this Zhirong Daoist today, and after he returns, the minister will personally ask His Majesty for his guilt!"

Huang Hua said in a deep voice, Emperor Dongyue in the main hall closed his eyes, as if he had not seen Huang Hua's behavior of forcibly taking the life of Zhirong Dao.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost!"

Zhirong Daoist snorted angrily. A fairy pagoda flew out from the center of his eyebrows, emitting an immeasurable amount of yellow light, flying towards Huang Hua, crushing the surrounding earth into a sink.

Huang Hua's face did not change at all, and he ignored the flying pagoda, and the judge's pen in his hand dotted forward, and then fell on the copy of the life and death book in his hand.

On the copy of the book of life and death, there was immediately a light lit up, forming the image of the Zhirong Dao people. It also records what he did in his life.

At the end of his life, it is written that the year 1,328 is that he died in a battle.

The judge's pen in Huang Hua's hand crossed out 1,328 years. Zhirong Daoren, who was still sneering at his face, his eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief inside.

A streamer of light flew out of Zhirong Dao's body and landed on the copy of the life and death book in Huang Hua's hand. The corpse of the Zhirong Daoist fell to the ground with a bang, splashing dust.

"Go into the valley. Let's see if we can find any trace of this woman. ”

Huang Hua waved his hand to condense the image of his master in the air, and commanded those ghosts.

"Yes!"

Those ghosts responded and turned into black light and threw themselves into the valley, while Huang Hua stood in the air, his cold gaze enveloping the entire valley.

As long as a Heavenly Immortal Monk who can't deal with the ghost appears, the judge pen in his hand will put a soul into the copy of the life and death book.

After a while, many ghosts all returned, but none of them found any trace of Master Huang Hua.

"Zhirong Daoist, where is my master?"

As soon as the judge's pen in Huang Hua's hand was hooked, the soul of the Zhirong Daoist emerged from the copy of the book of life and death.

"Haha, you want to know where your master has gone? Please! If you ask me, I'll tell you, or you'll find it yourself! I promise you won't find her for the rest of your life! Zhirong Daoren laughed arrogantly.

"You brought it on yourself!"

Huang Hua's mind moved, and the scene around Zhirong Dao's body began to change rapidly, first a few little ghosts came out, surrounded him, held down his arms and legs, and then a small ghost put iron tongs into his mouth and pulled out his tongue.

"Ahh

"Can you speak now?" Huang Hua said coldly.

Zhirong Daoren looked at Huang Hua, his eyes shot with hatred, and he didn't mean anything to say.

"Take your time, we have time!"

Huang Hua snorted coldly, and the environment around Zhirong Dao's body changed again, turning into a scissors hell.

The eighteen layers of hell that the underworld used as punishment, each additional layer, the degree of suffering increases by twenty times, but it is not the eighteen layers of hell that Mahayana monks break through, and the difficulty of each layer cannot be increased much.

At first, Zhirong Dao was able to barely hold on, but after only a few hells, he couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed under the torture.

I said...... I say...... Don't torture me anymore! Zhirong Daoren's voice wailed a little intermittently.

"Say it!" Huang Hua looked at him expressionlessly.

"Your master is in the Wuxiu Immortal Monarch, I have been doing things for the Wuxiu Immortal Jun, and the female cultivators who were captured and plundered are basically for him to enjoy, and those things are all he asked me to do, and it is none of my business at all!"

At this time, Zhirong Dao people did not forget to defend themselves.

"No Cultivation Immortal Monarch?" Huang Hua's heart sank.

If the underworld is restored to its heyday, Huang Hua, as a judge, can naturally easily deal with the Immortal Monarch, but now the Underworld is still expanding, and if he wants to deal with the Immortal Monarch level monks, only the Emperor Dongyue will do it himself.

"Huang Hua, I'll go with you!"

As soon as the black light flashed, Emperor Dongyue appeared next to Huang Hua.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Huang Hua hurriedly bowed down and said with a grateful face.

"Huang Hua, are you ready? Your master has been taken captive for hundreds of years, and in this time, anything will happen, are you ready to meet her again? Emperor Dongyue looked at Huang Hua and asked in a deep voice.

Huang Hua's body shook slightly, and he said in a firm tone: "I'm ready!" No matter what she has been through, she will always be my master, and she has never changed in my heart. ”

"Let's go!"

Emperor Dongyue sighed softly, and disappeared in place with Huang Hua and many ghosts around him, and when they reappeared, they were above a picturesque island.

On the top of the island are all kinds of magnificent palaces, and in these palaces there are many beautiful female cultivators.

"Wuxiu Immortal Jun, come out! Today is your damn day, come back with me! ”

Emperor Dongyue stood above the island and said in a flat tone, as if he was chatting with a friend.

"Who dares to come to my Wuxiu Island to be presumptuous, and actually wants to take the life of my Wuxiu Immortal Jun, I want to see if you have this qualification!"

An old man with gray hair and a very decent face flew out of the palace, looking at the Dongyue Emperor and his party in the air with a gloomy face.

"Huang Hua, go find your master yourself!"

Emperor Dongyue ignored the old man and said directly to Huang Hua.

"Hmm." Huang Hua nodded and flew towards the palace below.

"My palace is also something you can trespass, look for death!" As soon as the face of the Immortal Monarch changed, he was about to make a move against Huang Hua.

The Dongyue Emperor on the side waved his hand casually, and the book of life and death appeared in the air, constantly turning the page, and soon stopped, and the page showed the appearance of the Immortal Monarch without cultivation.

"Life deprivation!"

Emperor Dongyue didn't even bother to use the judge's pen, and as soon as Chrysostom opened, the lifespan of the Immortal Monarch without cultivation on the life and death book was immediately cleared.

The movements of the Immortal Monarch of Wuxiu immediately stopped, and his soul flew out and threw himself into the life and death book in front of the Dongyue Emperor.

After a long time, Huang Hua flew out of the palace with a pale-faced female cultivator.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After coming to Emperor Dongyue, Huang Hua immediately bowed and saluted.

glanced at the woman beside Huang Hua, although her face was pale, she could still see that her appearance was extraordinary.

"I am Huang Hua's master Biyue, I heard Hua'er say, you are the ruler of the underworld, in charge of all the souls in the world?" Biyue looked up at Emperor Dongyue, and asked with anticipation in her eyes.

"Yes, all souls in the world are under my control!" Emperor Dongyue's voice was flat and authentic.

With the expansion of the underworld, Emperor Dongyue's supernatural powers became more and more unfathomable, and the moment Biyue's thoughts were born, he knew what she was going to do.

But he didn't intend to stop it, maybe that would be the best solution.

"That's good!" Hearing Emperor Dongyue's answer, Biyue breathed a sigh of relief, with a relaxed smile on her face.

Hearing that there was something wrong with Biyue's words, Huang Hua hurriedly turned to look at Biyue on the side.

Rumble!

A violent fluctuation of immortal power flashed on Biyue's body, and then her body exploded directly.

Looking at this scene, Huang Hua was directly stupid, he didn't expect that he had just rescued the master, and the master actually blew himself up in front of his eyes.

"Huang Hua, it seems that you have been a judge for so long in vain, even if you blow yourself up, don't you still have a soul? Is there any difference between a soul and a real person for you? ”

Emperor Dongyue's right hand was weakly grasped, and in that blood mist, a soul appeared, which was Biyue who had just exploded.

"Master!"

With great sorrow and joy in his heart, Huang Hua couldn't hold back any longer, and stepped forward directly to hug Biyue.

"Call me Biyue!" Biyue, who was held in Huang Hua's arms, said softly.

"Bi...... Month. Huang Hua stammered a little, "Why are you doing this?" ”

"My soul is still clean." Biyue said softly.

When Huang Hua heard this, he hugged Biyue tightly and said softly: "Why are you so troubled, how can I care about those things." (To be continued......)