"Lord, this new Yang Judge seems to be a stunned young man, why did he get the favor of that person? would he actually believe that he could accomplish the great cause?"

"The layout of that person, those of us who are pawns, how can we guess thoroughly. The cold-faced ghost king said lightly and reclined down again.

"Why did you come back with Yang Ju, didn't I tell you to stare at the shadow?" the cold-faced ghost king asked with a raised eye.

Bian Zhizhou hurriedly explained what had happened before to the cold-faced ghost king.

"The authorities are obsessed with bystanders, although the phantom shadow burned its soul at that time, it seemed to be amazing, and the yang judgment did look like it was frightened, but I could clearly feel the fluctuations of spiritual power next to me, faintly forming an encirclement. ”

"In this case, the Yang Judge still has the leisure to make some small moves, it can only be said that his purpose is to capture the Phantom alive, I think as a Yang Judge, even if the surface strength is not good, but there are still small means of the underworld inheritance for many years, if the Phantom really falls into his hands, once interrogated, it will definitely leak a lot of news, although the Phantom does not interfere in many core affairs, but there are still some clues. ”

So I made a quick decision, directly identified my identity and rushed forward, in front of the yang judge, extinguished the shadow, looking at his appearance, I was extremely surprised by this result. ”

After Bian Zhizhou finished speaking, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, after all, it was still very rewarding to be able to play the judgment of Difu Yang.

"Well, it's done well, but the souls of all the core personnel of the capital must be banned, otherwise, once the soul falls into the hands of the underworld, there will be no secrets at all. The Cold-Faced Ghost King nodded.

Bian Zhizhou took two steps back, shook the spirit flag, and suddenly, a blood-colored mist floated out.

The blood-colored mist that the shadow had turned into after its previous disintegration was actually partially hidden by Bian Zhizhou!

It's just that the remaining part seems to be too scarce, and it has been entangled and flipped on the ground for a while, but it has not taken shape.

"Remembering it for your old use will give you a chance to live, but after you are reborn, you will have a different face. The cold-faced ghost king glanced at the blood mist, and then beckoned, and a black bead appeared out of thin air, and then disappeared into the blood mist.

Bian Zhizhou put the blood mist and beads into the spirit flag.

"Lord, are we really going to look for the lost ghost?" asked Bian Zhizhou, after putting away the spirit flag.

"Just make a show, do you really want to check something for him?" said the cold-faced ghost king disdainfully.

"Understood. ”

"However, the personnel you told Nayang before that Yang Di to investigate in Shu should be sent out, otherwise it will be too fake, lest he become suspicious. ”

"Also, there is no need to investigate the leakage of news, I just asked from Yang Ju's mouth. Speaking of this, the cold-faced ghost king suddenly felt a little congested.

"Where did that leak from?" Bian Zhizhou said curiously.

"A cat that shouldn't be damned but died. The cold-faced ghost king let out a long sigh.

Bian Zhizhou didn't understand what it meant, but looking at the appearance of the cold-faced ghost king, he obviously didn't want to continue this topic, so he didn't ask anymore, anyway, if there is a follow-up development, the lord will also give a task.

Suddenly, the cold-faced ghost king who had been closing his eyes suddenly widened his eyes and shouted angrily: "Damn, why haven't they left yet!"

Then the figure suddenly disappeared from the main hall.

Bian Zhizhou paused for a moment, and hurriedly ran out of the main hall.

At the same time, there was an earth-shattering roar, echoing over the entire Yudu!

"He Fangxiao is small, and he dares to break into my drunken capital!"

The voice of the cold-faced ghost king echoed in the sky above the capital for a long time.

The whole drunken body was suddenly in a mess, and even some guys who were weak in cultivation fainted in this loud shout!

......

The camera returns to when Wang Ming walked out of the main hall.

After the door of the temple was closed, the restlessness on the seal of Yang Juan reminded Wang Ming that there was death nearby!

The Grim Reaper will actually appear in Xudu?

This naturally made Wang Ming puzzled, but Wang Ming didn't plan to tell the people in Xudu, he planned to quietly touch over to see the situation.

After all, that's a lot of merit!

Although reason told him that running to the Western world to hunt the Grim Reaper was very likely to be punished by God, but now that people are sending it to the door, there is no reason not to!

So Wang Ming quietly swept in the direction he sensed.

Soon, Wang Ming found that fog began to rise around him, and as he gradually deepened, the fog became thicker and thicker.

There were no buildings nearby, let alone any idle people, etc., which also made Wang Ming more and more strange, how could the Grim Reaper of the West come to this place?

Finally, in the center of the dense fog, a vacancy suddenly appeared.

The first thing that caught Wang Ming's eye was a pool of water on the ground with a diameter of about two meters, and the mist floated out of the pool.

The fog erupts in the form of jets, resulting in an area free of fog near the pool.

Wang Ming could feel a pure netherworld aura from the pool!

And next to the pool, there was a hooded man with a large scythe, who was going around there and didn't know what to do.

Merit Package, I'm here!

Wang Ming shouted in his heart, and then the flying sword was in front, the sword was in the back, and the whole person jumped out!

At the same time, the loud shouts of the cold-faced ghost king also sounded in Wang Ming's ears.

In the fierce shouts of the cold-faced ghost king, the god of death flew out upside down at once, and escaped from under Wang Ming's sword in a dangerous and dangerous way.

This made Wang Ming feel quite regretful.

"Western Death, your hands are stretched long enough!" the figure of the cold-faced ghost king appeared by the pool.

Then he stretched out his right hand and pinched it fiercely, and immediately grabbed the Grim Reaper who had escaped into the void!

The Grim Reaper struggled powerlessly for a few moments, and finally turned into ashes surrounded by clusters of black flames.

Wang Ming blinked his eyes, swallowed his saliva, and saw the power of merit in his hand, so he flew away with wings, but he couldn't stop it!

The momentum of the cold-faced ghost king's shot was so strong that he didn't dare to look at it directly!

Although it was just a simple gesture of reaching out, Wang Ming didn't even sense the fluctuation of spiritual power, but the sense of oppression was even stronger than the sense of oppression given to him by the extremely obsessive realm monk in Tianxuan Mountain before!

This cold-faced ghost king, could it be that his cultivation is still above the Elephant Realm?

Wang Ming is self-aware, and when this kind of big guy is doing it, he still looks at it silently.

"It's because I'm so drunk that I'm negligent and scared Yang Ju. "The cold-faced ghost king seems to have done a trivial thing, pinching a god of death to death, for him it is as simple as pinching a mosquito to death.

"Uh, it's okay, it's okay. Wang Ming said stupidly.

(End of chapter)