The sullen King of Yama, with a slight wave of his right hand, the scene around the Sansheng Stone immediately appeared in front of him.

I saw that the ninety-nine eighty-one extermination divine thunders were rumbling down one after another towards the surroundings of the Sansheng Stone, and the surrounding area was blown into a circular broken wall and ruins, isolated! Demonstration! However, looking at the beggar Cheng Jun, he seemed not to be afraid or afraid, and waved out his palm, dissolving the successive divine thunders into invisibility, raising his head and shouting loudly: "Come on, come quickly, Lao Tzu is not afraid of you thief Halloween! If you want to reincarnate me, are you qualified enough? You can dream." ”

The beggar's fearlessness became even more enraged, and thunderbolts struck down thicker and larger.

One of the Yin soldiers estimated that the king of Yama must be very comfortable when he saw this situation at this time, so he said loudly to the king of Yama: "My lord, it is estimated that it will not be long before this guy who makes trouble will turn to ashes. King Yama glanced at the Yin soldier who made a sound, motioned to several other Yin soldiers, and snorted: "Hmph, turn to ashes, you will turn to ashes soon, I don't know what to say! Ignorant things, do you have a share of what you say?"

As soon as King Yama finished speaking, several other Yin soldiers immediately set up the Yin soldier and dragged him out, and one of the Yin soldiers said hatefully: "Damn, this guy is afraid of sycophants every day, so that we have no food to eat, and Lao Tzu has long wanted to kill him." ”

"That's it, that's what Lao Tzu thinks. The other Yin soldier continued.

The Yin soldier who walked behind patted his heart and said: "Lao Tzu, fortunately, this sycophant said it first, and I almost said it, otherwise it would have been really slapped on the horse's feet." I really don't know what the king thinks, the guy who made the trouble also thinks he is dead, don't you say?"

Several Yin soldiers looked at each other and nodded to each other. At this time, a Yin soldier ran nearby, and said to these Yin soldiers: "You know a bird, that guy is not something we can talk nonsense, wave your hand, our little fish and shrimp will turn to ashes." ”

Look at that picture again, what Sungkyun, what Halloween, and the Heaven Swallowing God Dog, and then think about the majestic and low voice, which is terrifying, this Netherworld is like a 10,000-year-old ice cellar, he trembles all over!

King Yama's face changed from blue to green, from green to black, this, King Yama was shocked, and a cold sweat broke out in an instant......!

Thinking of this, King Yama clasped his hands together and prayed up and down, left and right, southeast, northwest, and north!

"You uncles, you gods are fighting, and you come to my small temple to do hemp. ”

Boom Boom Boom ,......。

Another burst of thunder exploded in Yama's ears, and Yama was so frightened that he almost cried.

Mom, what day is today, I'm going to be thundered when I'm lying down!

Fortunately, Xiao Yan didn't continue to look, but there was a sizzling sound from above, and he still couldn't help but get goosebumps. I saw that the purple-black thunder arcs thick of nine buckets were intertwined into a huge well-like thunder that devoured directly towards the beggar, and the netherworld was bright and dazzling, brilliant as a flower.

Huang Mao stepped over, and found that Cheng Jun was even more disheveled, his whole body was dirty and his face was blue and black, that image was simply no image to say, I didn't think that the dignified Immortal Emperor would become like this one day, Huang Mao almost laughed out loud.

It's the kid next to him, a talent, white and pure, and at first glance, he is a young master.

Phew, abnormal, there is definitely a problem, it turned out to be that stinky boy! He didn't hold his head and shrink to the ground like a dead pig, but his eyes were shining, he was about to move, his face was full of excitement, and the yellow hair was surprised, he stepped to Ning Xuantian's side, and knocked Ning Xuantian who was in excitement with his front paws.

"Boy, did you eat my brother's mad beef? Now this is a war zone, do you understand the war zone? You want to die, why are you so excited, you haven't died enough, right? ”

In the close quarters, Ning Xuantian only felt dizzy, and did not react for a while, only to find out after a while that it was the ugly yellow-haired dog who didn't know how to flee there, its front paws covered with stains collided with itself, and when it became angry, he pointed at the yellow hair and roared: "Dead yellow-haired ugly monsters, run away as soon as the war starts, coward! Deserter! You deserve to be so ugly! Who wants to eat your senior brother's crazy beef, if you want to eat it, I will also eat your dead yellow-haired dog meat! Barbecue fried hot pot together! I cut off your four claws, chop and chop!"

The more Huang Mao listened, the more angry he became, and he screamed, the yellow hair on his whole body stood up like a needle, and a pair of eyes were as big as a lantern, shouting incoherently, and dancing with his hands.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you, stinky boy! The **** in the heavens and the earth, southeast, northwest, and northwest have all killed you for 100,000 years, killing your father and mother regretting giving birth to you, and killing your relatives, friends, brothers and sisters see you like a plague god, ah, ah, stinky boy!"

"Huang Mao, you resist fifteen breaths. ”

Chengjun's voice was heard from afar, and a human skin of Chengjun's breath floated on Huang Mao's body.

Huang Mao looked up and looked, Mom, nine hundred and eighty-one purple dragon-shaped arcs are intertwined, even on the eve of brewing now, they have already made the heaven and earth lose their luster with a terrifying breath.

"Chengjun, you don't talk about morality, you have no humanity, you, you are hypocritical, you can't die a good death! Huang Mao couldn't take care of Ning Xuantian at this time, and pointed at Cheng Jun, who had escaped, and scolded.

Unexpectedly, when it was arguing with Ning Xuantian, Cheng Jun secretly withdrew from the Thunder Zone without making a sound, obviously letting it resist the extermination purple thunder, and also locked the breath on its body, being locked by this ninety-nine eighty-one extinction purple thunder, it must be endless.

Ning Xuantian couldn't imagine that at the last moment, the beggar Cheng Jun actually fled.

At this time, he was a little pitiful to Huang Mao, and first helped Cheng Jun count the money, but he was still sold.

"Huang Mao, fifteen breaths, our 100,000 years of blood will be written off! You know, even if we resist this wave of thunder arc, we will be reincarnated again, and I don't know when we will wake up next time, and how much strength will I have left at that time, I'm afraid it will really become the joke of the old thief of Wansheng." Sungjun's voice came again, with a little regret and heaviness.

"Don't make excuses, Chengjun, fifteen breaths, my yellow hair will dissipate between heaven and earth, there is no reincarnation, and there is a ghost's blood covenant. Death is Jun, this time you will harm your ancestors. Huang Mao's voice became sharp, and his front paws kept tearing off the yellow hair on his body, like a child, trying to dispel Cheng Jun's aura in the most stupid and direct way.

"Chengjun, you have to remember that you owe me, my yellow hair has the first reputation in my life, I am bright and fair, I will never be a turtle with a shrunken head, even if I die, I will pay back a promise. As he spoke, Huang Mao's body continued to swell and expand, and in the blink of an eye, he was crawling for thousands of miles, and there was no day around him.

At this time, the ghost generals in the hall of Hades also gathered, and the ghosts of dense Yin soldiers kept floating, and King Yama sat in the hall, swept the chaotic surroundings, and couldn't help but feel irritated in his heart, and it was a nightmare. A Yaksha ghost general said, "King, we don't have time. ”

King Yama nodded, sighed, and said, "I didn't expect to go back, all the great achievements are a dream after all." He looked around nostalgically, and then shouted the order: "The generals will listen to the order, immediately gather all the Yin Spirits, and go to the Netherworld." ”

"Great King, the Yin Spirits, except for the newcomer Ning Xuantian, are still in the minefield, and they have all gathered. A Yin soldier immediately stepped forward to report, King Yama waved his right hand, and a water curtain-like projection appeared in the hall, under the huge shadow of the yellow hair, Ning Xuantian sat quietly on the Sansheng Stone, his face was neither sad nor joyful, and he didn't know what to think.

"Let's go, it's not something we can do anymore. With another wave of his right hand, the water curtain disappeared immediately.

"Stinky boy, aren't you afraid of death?" Huang Mao's voice came from all directions, and Ning Xuantian smiled: "Aren't I already dead, what's the difference between dying again?" I want to see if those bull-headed horses still dare to escort me away when they see me again." ”

"Hehe, you stinky boy is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, you have such a small action of bull head and horse noodles in mind. But it's a pity that you didn't die this time, but dissipated into heaven and earth, turning into nourishment for heaven and earth.

I won't be reincarnated again, there is no such person as you in heaven and earth. Huang Mao gloated a little, but explained to him like a patient old pedant.

"If I am reincarnated as an adult, do I remember the people and things before I die?"

"You are a mortal, reincarnated and reborn, and of course everything is erased, including your body and memory. Huang Mao felt that chatting with Ning Xuantian about some childish things had no pressure of death, and even the coercion above the Nine Heavens seemed insignificant.

"Hehe, since I am no longer me, and I can't go back to my parents, what's the difference between reincarnation and giving back to heaven and earth? Ning Xuantian seemed even quieter at this time, his heart was like water, and his form was empty and clear, and his whole body gradually became crystal clear, and he slowly merged with the Sansheng Stone.

Huang Mao looked at Ning Xuantian, who was gradually transparent, and his eyes could no longer be described as surprised, there really were seven exquisite souls between heaven and earth, even if there was not one in the fairy world for millions of years, where did this kid collapse from?

I can't allow the yellow hair to drop its jaw, and I can't allow it to think about it anymore, and the mighty thunder arc has fallen.

Boom Boom Boom ,......。

Boom Boom Boom ,......。

Ninety-nine eighty-one thunder arcs fell, and the entire Hades City was like a volcano erupting, with smoke rising everywhere, destroying lives and destroying catastrophically, leaving only broken walls and ruins everywhere, and canyons were bottomless, crisscrossing and covering a radius of thousands of miles.

The moment the thunder arc fell, Huang Mao was beaten back to his original form, and landed on Ning Xuantian's crystal-like side, looking at the wild dragon that poured out his teeth and claws, Huang Mao had no fear, his bones were broken, his heart was like a knife, and his heart was so painful that his heart was broken, and he knew that the next moment his soul was gone, and he disappeared forever.

It laughed, cracking its teeth and slicing its heart and spleen.

"Hehe, that's just it, the extermination purple thunder that made the fairy world tremble was weakly exploded in front of my yellow hair. ”

It's a pity that this stinky boy is a pity, it's a pity that this tangram is exquisite.

Under the bombardment of thunder arcs, Ning Xuantian felt that his soul was gradually decomposed as if it had been decomposed by countless lasers, like a grain of light slowly floating in all directions.

Hehe, it turns out that this is giving back to heaven and earth.

Just as the center of the thunder arc devoured the Sansheng Stone like a flood beast, an eternal desolate divine aura suddenly spread, and all the thunder arcs suddenly disappeared cleanly, as if they had never appeared before.

Ning Xuantian felt that a primitive and eternal aura suddenly appeared to envelop him, as wide as the sea, he was insignificant, but there was an indescribable serenity and warmth, tiredness came, and his mind gradually blurred.

Chaotic aura, it is impossible for Sansheng Stone to have this kind of aura, but what is it, how is it possible?

Although Cheng Jun has a thousand impossibilities and ten thousand denials in his heart, there is still a feeling in his heart that he has lost something forever, an empty sadness, a pale loss, seeping like a tide all over his long immortal cultivation for hundreds of thousands of years, is it all the efforts, all the tribulations, all the joys and sorrows, all the reincarnation, just to wait for this moment, Cheng Jun is a little dazed.

With a breath, he had come to the Sansheng Stone, but unfortunately it was already bare, leaving no traces, and the Lechuan River not far away had also turned into a long canyon, bottomless, and a thick haze covered it.

The entire city of Hades was empty, the wind was howling, the remnants of the leaves were swishing, and only the figure of a beggar wandering alone remained.