In the Ghost King's Palace, Bian Zhizhou was waiting there, and he didn't follow what the Cold-faced Ghost King said before, to investigate the invasion, because there was no need to investigate at all.

This time, thirteen Grim Reapers, and twelve have already left through the passage of the Soul Attraction Lamp.

There are a total of seven soul-attracting lamps, which appear randomly in the area south of the Yangtze River, and they are not like what Bian Zhizhou said to Wang Ming before, which only appear in Shudi.

The boundary of Xudu is made up of these seven soul-attracting lamps, and they are as long as the lifespan of Xudu.

The seven lamps form the Seven Stars Soul Locking Array, which hides the capital in the world, and at the same time, it also isolates the communication between the capital and the world, and if you want to enter and exit the city, you can only use these seven treasure lamps as the things of the array.

Even the Ghost King is no exception, so including the cold-faced Ghost King, they don't believe that there will be people who can enter and exit the capital through places other than the soul attraction lamp.

So after learning that there were already twelve gods of death, through the soul-attracting lamps that randomly appeared on the border of Dianzhou, they directly stepped out of Huaxia, Bian Zhizhou understood that it was impossible for a second god of death to appear in the capital, and the only one had been directly killed by the cold-faced ghost king.

Since this is the case, there is nothing to check, so Bian Zhizhou went directly back to the Ghost King Palace to resume his life.

On the throne above the main hall, black smoke condensed, revealing the figure of the cold-faced ghost king.

"Lord, twelve of the thirteen Grim Reapers, twelve of whom have already left through the Soul Attracting Lamp, are the last ones you have killed!" Bian Zhizhou bowed.

"Hmph, Western barbarians, if it weren't for that person's order, I wouldn't have cooperated with them, I didn't expect them to dare to enter the Netherworld Abyss without permission!

"But, Lord, the Grim Reaper has fallen in our capital, I'm afraid it's not easy to explain to the Western Hell!" Bian Zhizhou worried.

"Confess? Joke, do we need to explain to them? They are just an experiment, an experiment that is not sure if it is reliable or not! This time, it is they who have passed the drama, even if it is the Seven Demon Kings of Hell themselves, then they will give us an explanation!" the cold-faced ghost king snorted coldly.

"My subordinates understand, what about the Yang Judgment? He can actually walk into the Netherworld Abyss in a heavy fog, and at that time, will he have anything to do with the god of death? Otherwise, it would be too coincidental!" Bian Zhizhou wondered.

"He, a hairy boy, can have anything to do with death, maybe, it is the Nine Nether Springs and what kind of induction does he have, after all, we don't know about this kind of thing, but, don't worry, no matter what he does, we will watch it, anyway, in the end, we can't escape the palm of that person." Rarely, the corners of the cold-faced ghost king's mouth actually turned up slightly, and he seemed to feel extremely interesting about this matter.

"Do I need to make contact with him?" Bian asked.

"No need, that chick, I'll just say a few words to him, it's enough to get him into a quagmire, whatever he wants, let him go. After the cold-faced ghost king finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and the temperature of the entire hall seemed to have dropped.

Bian Zhizhou understood that this was the cold-faced ghost king who didn't want to talk anymore, so he bowed down and retired.

The Netherworld Abyss, over there in the Nine Netherworld Spring, Wang Ming was still in a daze.

What the cold-faced ghost king said to him before was a bit informative, which made his mind a little confused for a while.

If others knew that I was a yang judge, would I really be killed?

What was the final fate of the Yang Judgment of the past dynasties? This judge never told him, and the only thing he knew was that Zhong Kui died of heaven's curse.

However, Liu Zizhong knows his identity, and the kid of the Deng family also knows, but the kid of the Deng family is obviously close, and Liu Zizhong, Wang Ming doesn't believe that he will kill himself.

But what about the others?

Also, whether it is the Nine Dragons Palace or the Four Seas Dragon Palace, judging from the current situation, it is very likely that it is the power of the fairy world in the human world, why is the fairy world planning to subvert the human world?

Moreover, Monkey King, Nezha and Yang Jian, those legendary characters, did they really suffer from God's curse?

These mythical characters, for any Chinese person, are heroes who live in memory, and when he suddenly heard the news, Wang Ming was a little difficult to accept for a while.

Immortal world, what exactly have you done?

In myths and legends, the Monkey King wants to break through the sky, Yang Jian is against the laws of the fairy world, and Nezha is jealous and hateful.

Although, in the final result, some surrendered to the immortal realm, and some converted to the Buddha realm, some hot-blooded young people were not very satisfied with this result.

After all, the Great Sage should be lawless and wanton and chic, Nezha should be free and free without following secular regulations, and Yang Jian, the young man who was tragic from the beginning, should definitely not surrender to the immortal world that suppressed his mother!

But no matter how unwilling they are, at least they are still living in myths and memories.

And now they are told that they have all been damned?

What does this thief want to do?

Wang Ming felt that the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

Rubbing his eyes and sniffing, Wang Ming realized that he had unconsciously walked to the side of the Nine Nether Spring!

A trace of moisture fluttered on his face.

Wang Min looked back in surprise, he was obviously at least ten paces away from here before!

This spring water is weird!

Wang Ming subconsciously wanted to stay away, but deep down, there was always an urge to take a look inside!

Just one look, just one look, and you'll be fine!

This thought became stronger and stronger, and finally, Wang Ming couldn't help but poke his head out.

The water in the pool was so dark that Wang Ming couldn't even see his reflection on the water.

"It's very deep!" Wang Ming sighed.

Then, I forgot that I had been talking about just one look.

He couldn't help but reach out.

Suddenly, Wang Ming stumbled, leaned forward a little more, his center of gravity deviated, and he almost fell into the water.

A spirit, Wang Ming stood up straight and patted his chest, it's really dangerous!

Then, he glanced in again, but at this glance, Wang Ming's heartbeat, which was directly frightened, instantly soared to 180.

This time, his figure was actually reflected on the water!

The Wang Ming in the water was smiling, and behind him was the bottomless Nine Netherworld Spring.

The great contrast between the front and back made Wang Ming gasp.

But somehow, Wang Ming's gaze was always inseparable from the reflection in the water, as if he was enchanted.

The reflection on the water, smiling and stretching out his hand, seemed to invite him to stand on the shore.

Wang Ming was stunned, squatted down, and stretched out his hand.

Finally, the tips of the index fingers met on the water's surface.

There seemed to be a ripple in the air.

The Nine Netherworld Springs were as good as ever, quietly spitting out the breath of the Netherworld, but the young man standing on the shore was missing.

"Lord Yangju, why do you have to come to this ghost gate today!" In the underworld, the ghost who was guarding the ghost gate greeted Wang Ming.

This yang judgment, every time he comes to the underworld, he is directly recruited to the judge's mansion by the judge, and he rarely walks through the ghost gate in a serious way.

"This is the underworld?" Wang Ming was still a little confused, and looked around, as if it was the underworld.

Just now, as if a ghost, he stretched out his hand to touch the reflection on the water, but the moment he touched the water, he fainted.

By the time he came to his senses, he was already here.

However, how did he come to this underworld?

Moreover, this time, the scenery of the underworld seems to be different from every time I saw it before.

In the past, every time he came to the underworld, he felt that everything was hazy, but today, he felt that everything in the underworld had become much clearer.

It's like it used to be 360p, today it's 1080p!

"Your Excellency, I'm not kidding, of course this is the underworld. The ghosts grinned.

On weekdays, Wang Ming throws his soul in, and his spiritual sense is to greet them, so he is no stranger.

"Judge's Mansion, which way are you going?" Wang Ming looked around, and the surroundings were desolate.

"My lord, are you really here to make fun of us today, don't you know the judge's mansion?" said the ghost who accosted Wang Ming.

Wang Ming also felt extremely strange, this underworld has become clearer, but it has also become stranger.

The familiarity of the past is completely gone.

When he came to the underworld before, he had the opportunity to immediately lock the location of the judge's mansion in the sea of knowledge, and then floated over directly, but today for some reason, he just stood on the ground.

That's right, the sea is locked.

Wang Ming felt that after coming to the underworld this time, his sea of consciousness seemed to have become a lot stagnant, and once his spiritual power was five meters away from his body, it would be difficult to move an inch.

Not to mention arriving at the judge's mansion in an instant.

"Where is that?" Wang Ming didn't answer the ghost's question, and now, everywhere was weird.

The place he was pointing to was covered with yellow sand, and on both sides, in stark contrast, were two seas of red.

"That's 800 miles of Huangquan Road. The ghost looked at it from a distance and wondered.

"The red part is" Wang Ming squinted, really a little unable to see clearly.

"The sea of flowers on the other side. The ghost said directly.

"Lord Yang Judge, what's wrong with you, don't scare us!" The ghost first glanced at Wang Ming's palm suspiciously, well, Yang Judgment Seal can't be fake, this person is indeed Yang Judge, but this brain is broken?

"I'm fine, probably because I drank too much, but isn't Huangquan Road always dark and black, why is there so much yellow sand?

"Hmm, what about Huangquan Road, has always been full of yellow sand?" the ghost almost puzzled.

"Huh?" this time it was Wang Ming's turn to be puzzled.

Is this hell alive or how is it dripping?

Several ghosts looked at each other, and then, one of them boldly asked, "Lord Yang Judge, should I report to Lord Judge?"

This yang judgment, how is it strange inside and out today.

Judge? Wang Ming finally reacted, what was the most wrong thing.

Before, every time he entered the underworld, the judge kept chatting in his head, but today, his mind has been quiet as a chicken!

Damn, it's a fake underworld today!

Suddenly, Wang Ming's eyes were wrong when he looked at those ghosts.

"No need! I'll go by myself! Don't follow me!" Wang Ming hurriedly said.

"Yes. "The ghosts and monks are confused, what's wrong with this yang judgment?

But according to Wang Ming's intentions, they dispersed and inspected the surroundings of the ghost gate.

"That's Huangquan Road over there, I want to see what the Huangquan Road in this fake mansion looks like!" Wang Ming looked at the direction of the yellow sand and walked over.

Behind him, on the dark red earth, a series of footprints were left behind.

It's time to resume the update!

(End of chapter)