"Huh?" was playing with Deng Ke, who was in a state of exploding his liver, and turned his head to look at Wang Ming, what tricks does this kid want to play?

Although Wang Ming was tightly bound, the method of opening the ghost door was not very complicated, a few gestures in his right hand, and with the sigil in his palm, it was easily done, he just wondered, why didn't the underworld open the door by itself?

"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other!" I saw Wang Ming's anger sinking into the dantian, and with a loud shout, the space above Yangming Lake was distorted, and a black vortex slowly appeared.

"This Yang judgment is really weak enough, and even a demon can't deal with it!" a figure with a bull's head appeared first.

"And it's kind of silly, too. A figure with two pointed ears squeezed out.

"Huh, silence, door open!" the voice suddenly weakened.

"I've heard it!" Wang Ming's expression was a little distorted, is it really good for me to arrange this in front of so many people?

"Yang Judgment?" Liu Zizhong looked up at the vortex in the sky, and then turned his head to look at Wang Ming, thoughtful.

"Lord Yang Judge, come to help in front of Niu Tou Ma!" changed the previous laughter, this time, the voices of the two goods were extremely ethereal, as if they were coming from far away.

And as their voices came, the entire Yangming Lake was quiet, but in fact, the black shadow was still fighting against Deng Ke, as if the sound of this place had been suppressed due to the wide opening of the ghost door.

"No. 10086 and 12345? Why are there only the two of you!Where are the 100,000 Yin soldiers!" Listening to the voice, Wang Ming could tell that these two were familiar ghosts.

"To deal with such a guy, the two of us are enough, besides, 100,000 Yin soldiers, do you think the underworld is going to attack the human realm!" Ma Mian No. 12345 said angrily.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Seeing the movement in the sky, the black shadow roared, leaving only the flame of the soul flame, and the dying Deng Ke threw it into the water, rolling up a thick black mist and rushing into the sky!

The whirlpool in the sky gave him a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart! It was as if a look at a bottomless abyss would make him fall into it!

"I'm a ghost, why pretend!" Niu Tou Ma Mian no longer paid attention to Wang Ming, and said in unison, the two of them stomped their feet at the same time, and suddenly a shock wave crashed into the black mist from top to bottom!

As the shock wave washed away, the black mist was actually washed away layer by layer, revealing a withered figure inside.

Soon, the black mist condensed again, and then it split apart and headed in all directions!

"Hmph, Soul Binding Lock!" The bull raised his hand, and with the sound of a series of iron cables colliding, an extremely thick chain rolled in all directions, piercing the black fog that had escaped in all directions, and then the chains began to shrink, and finally firmly bound the large black mist above Yangming Lake.

The black mist struggled constantly, deformed and twisted, and let out bursts of screams, but to no avail.

"Eh, this kid has been on the list of grievances in the underworld for a long time, and today he was finally captured, Lord Yang Ju has made a lot of contributions, bring him back, and the two of us can be regarded as having the merit of being able to get on the line, thank you, Lord Yang Juan!" Ma Mianle said.

"Come, please trouble Lord Yang to stamp this document to prove that we made a move at your request!" Niu Tou came to Wang Ming and handed over a piece of paper.

"Arrest documents, capture objects, know the demon Mojin in the Chang Realm, helper, No. 10086 Niutou in Difu, No. 12345 in Mamian Difu?" Wang Ming roughly browsed, what is this thing?

"Well, you can stamp your seal at the place where the Commander is!" the thick fingers of the bull head pointed to the lower right corner of the paperwork, "It's the seal in the palm of your hand, just paste it." ”

Wang Ming pressed the slap on it, and then the document actually burned quickly, turning into a wisp of green smoke, reaching the nine heavens!

"Hahaha, the matter has been settled, we will take him back to the underworld first, the oil in the oil pot is still hot!"

"Hey, who's going to explain it to me!" Wang Ming was confused.

"Oh yes, that mosquito leg over there, we won't take it with us, Lord Yang Ju will take it himself!" Ma Mian's face squeezed out, and then stretched out his legs, kicking the black mist that was still struggling outside the ghost gate, and suddenly, a shriveled body (maybe a corpse?) fell down.

"Mosquito legs?" Wang Ming looked at it, and reacted that it should be the female ghost.

Then, I felt a warm current, poured into the Heavenly Spirit Cover, flowing all over the body!

This feeling is all too familiar, the power of merit!

And the number is extremely large, it seems that the black shadow, oh no, it should be said that Mo Jin was caught in the underworld, but I don't seem to have done much?

"Settle your matter, and then I will summon you to the underworld and give you a detailed business training!"

Well, I don't know what the judge is going to say.

This power of merit was still strengthening his body, and Wang Ming felt that his whole body was full of strength, and the fatigue after the fierce battle with Mojin (let's be regarded as a fierce battle) was swept away.

The ghost gate disappeared, and the atmosphere of the entire Yangming Lake returned to normal.

"Deng Ke!" Zhang Qian fluttered in the water, hugging Deng Ke, who had more air in and less air out, and Liu Zizhong also stepped forward to help and dragged Deng Ke ashore.

"Wang Ming, please, save him!" Zhang Qian cried, although she didn't know what had just happened, it was obvious that Wang Ming called for helpers, these two helpers not only treated Wang Ming with respect, but also surrendered to the unstoppable black shadow at once!

At this time, Wang Ming became unfathomable in Zhang Qian's eyes, and at the same time, it also became her lifeline.

"Save him?" Wang Ming sighed.

"If he does die, you won't have a chance to beat him up or make him apologize to you. Liu Zizhong added.

"I know, I'll try!" Wang Ming actually doesn't know how to save people, but he still has the power of merit in his body!

The power of merit is too mysterious, in myths and legends, it changes everything in an almost anti-heavenly attitude, such as the legendary Nuwa, because of the merit of creating people, the heavens will send merit to help him ascend to the position of a saint in one fell swoop!

Every time he passively accepted, Wang Ming thought about whether he could intercept a little in case of emergency, such as when he accidentally overdrew his mental strength, and he could still rely on the power of merit to continue his life!

Fortunately, after he had this idea, it turned out that a part of the merit power was really intercepted and retained in the sigil in the palm of his hand!

I don't know how it works, but I'm done!

He put his right hand on Deng Ke's forehead, and tried to pull the power of merit into Deng Ke's body with his mental power.

Deng Ke's biggest problem now is that he has burned his soul, and now his soul is burned with scum, and all the anti-heaven attributes that hope for the power of merit are pinned on, otherwise, he can really only say goodbye to this world!