Under the Nine Shadows.

Judge's Residence.

"Report to your lordship! Yang sentenced Wang Ming, and secretly detained thirty-seven living souls into the underworld!" Under the lobby, the ghost sent Zhang San said.

Today, he led the team to guard the Ghost Gate, and in just a short time, thirty-seven souls in a coma were thrown away by Yang Judgment.

A cursory check shows that the longevity is not over!

He sensed that something was wrong, so he hurried to report it to the judge.

"I already know, you can put that living soul aside first, and wait for the Yang Judge to deal with it!" the judge said, looking up.

"However, this person who has not completed his life in detention is not in accordance with the rules!" Zhang San whispered.

"I'll take care of it, but you're supposed to be on duty now, aren't you?" said the judge.

"The villain retires!" Feeling the judge's displeasure, Zhang San hurriedly said.

After Zhang San left, the judge lowered his head again.

On a piece of yellow paper in front of him, handwriting kept flashing, and the past lives of the thirty-seven people appeared one by one.

"Human trafficking, is that what makes you angry?" the judge muttered to himself, and then snapped his fingers lightly, and the yellow paper began to burn.

In X City, the thirty-seven traffickers were all lying in the hospital, and the experts diagnosed them for a long time, but they didn't know what kind of disease they had, if they didn't all have a heartbeat and breathing, they had to wonder if they were dead, because these thirty-seven people, all of them had no brain activity!

But as the yellow paper burned out, the breathing of these thirty-seven people also stopped!

The unfinished yang life, with the flames, disappeared.

In the hotel, Wang Ming calmed everyone, and then returned to his room, lay on the bed with his clothes, closed his eyes and entered the netherworld.

This is the first time he has taken the initiative to enter the underworld, and he was pulled in by the judge before.

And after entering the underworld, Wang Ming's body rose with flames, and it was with this layer of flame that he could enter the underworld safely, without having to be protected by a judge.

He didn't know what this flame was, but he knew that this flame was very strong!

When he was in Yangshi, he wanted to detain the souls of those people, but found that because Yang's life was not exhausted, he did not have special underworld equipment, so he could not succeed!

Therefore, he is even more angry, so to speak, adding fuel to the fire.

Then a magical scene appeared, a chain made of flame condensed inexplicably stretched out from his body, and this chain directly forcibly pulled out the souls of those people!

It doesn't matter if your Yangshou has arrived or not, just take it away!

"I've seen my lord!" was when Wang Ming was observing the layer of flames on his body, when he suddenly heard someone shouting to him.

When I looked up, I found that the ghost who was guarding the ghost gate was looking at me excitedly.

It's karmic fire!

No wonder the judge doesn't care about the detention of souls!

Karmic fire, combustible cause and effect!

It's not too easy to bypass the book of life and death, and the detention soul is simply not too simple!

Maybe the rest of those people's yang longevity will be directly burned by the karmic fire at this time!

"Are you on duty today?" asked Wang Ming.

He was no stranger to the ghosts on duty, after all, every time he threw his soul in, he had to pass through them first.

Wang Ming could sense their presence every time, but he had never seen them.

"Exactly, in the next chapter three, I am fortunate to meet Lord Yang Judge!" Zhang San took his subordinates and gave Wang Ming a big salute respectfully, but he was muttering in his heart, why is the power of this Yang Judgment so weak?

Wang Ming, who is at the peak of the Resurrection Realm, is indeed very weak in Zhang San's opinion, after all, he can guard the ghost gate, how can he be easy to match.

But this did not affect his awe-struck gaze at Wang Ming in the slightest.

Legend has it that karmic fire burns throughout the underworld!

It can also be said that the entire Nine Shadows World is forged by karmic fire!

"What about the soul I threw in? I remember I sent a thought to me asking you to help me look at it. Wang Ming said.

"It's all here, do you need to take it to Nai He Bridge to drink Meng Po soup?" asked Zhang San.

"Drink soup, why drink that, take it directly to hell!" Wang Ming said, how boring it is to punish them if they have no memory.

Zhang San snapped his fingers, and a space next to him opened, and he directly imprisoned a space before, leaving the thirty-seven people inside.

"Comrade policeman, it is illegal to lynching!" The people inside have not yet figured out the situation.

When their souls leave their bodies, they will have a period of trance, and they have no idea why they are in a dark and confined space.

And those who had been injured before were also intact, and they thought they had hallucinations before.

Combined with the current situation, they also discussed it, and agreed that this is a new method of the police, and it is estimated that some special gas is used to make people hallucinate and so on.

"Breaking the law?" Wang Ming couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at!" Biao Zi asked, he vaguely remembered that he was hit by this person's car in the hallucination, and he was a little emotional, this technology is so advanced, it can actually make people have specific hallucinations!

"Welcome to Hell!" Wang Min smiled.

"What?" everyone was a little confused.

But soon, they were terrified.

Wang Ming led them through a desolate road, through an endless sea of flowers, and across a crooked bridge.

How do these feel so familiar?

In the end, Wang Ming led them to a frying pan that was too big to see.

In the oil pot, there are many people struggling and rolling, and from time to time there are very strange creatures next to them, holding long forks and stabbing some people who want to climb up.

"This is the oil pot, I think it's better to throw you in and take a hot shower first, so that you can recognize the facts!" Wang Ming was expressionless.

"Fake, it's all fake!" someone began to scream in terror.

Soon, a ghost cha pushed them all down.

Terrible screams came and went.

Hearing that voice, Wang Ming couldn't help frowning, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, but when he thought of what they were doing, the flames on his body suddenly increased by three points.

"My lord, how long is this going to blow up?" asked the onicha next to him.

"Just watch it out, just don't let them get better. Wang Ming said.

"Okay, I'm good at this!" the ghost almost ordered, and the long fork stabbed down again.

Wang Ming, who left the oil pot, went to the judge's mansion, and he had to figure out what was going on with the flames on his body.

He felt that there were more and more unknown things in him, first a sword of unknown origin, and now another layer of flame.

In the judge's mansion, the judge is slowly unfolding a picture scroll.

Painted a black-faced red-robed man, holding a sword high with hideous eyes on his face, and behind him, the karma is in flames!