King Yama looked at Qianxue Musu, his face solemn, and the sword almost cut off all of her life.

Ye Eleven said coldly: "If it weren't for the extraordinary golden egg, Xue'er would probably have died completely."

King Yama turned around and glanced at a sword immortal, and then met the cold gaze of the eleventh night and hesitated: "This girl's physique may be a little special, and it is really tricky to resurrect her by increasing her longevity."

Night Eleven was shocked: "What physique?"

King Yama took a closer look again, called Cui Jue, flipped through the book of life and death, and after the two discussed for a while, King Yama said with a solemn face: "There is indeed her name in the book of life and death."

Night Eleven was anxious: "Then what are you waiting for?"

Cui Jue rushed forward: "It's just that the light snow Musu in this book of life and death is a mortal."

Cui Jue pointed to the shallow snow Mu Su in the blocked space and said, "And this one doesn't seem to be an extraordinary human body."

Night Eleven said angrily: "What do you mean? Are you saying she's not Cher, are you unwilling to save people! ”

The horse face on the side saw all this in his eyes, he was really shocked, he had ever seen a mortal come to the underworld to talk about the resurrection of the dying person with the king of Yama and others, and he lost his temper, this is the first time he has seen it in his life, but he didn't dare to think about it before.

The anger in Yeeleven's tone seemed to be sandwiched with dry gunpowder, which would detonate if he was not careful.

And Ye Eleven can master the Eye of Reincarnation and the Eye of Hell, which makes King Yama a little difficult, where are the mortals in front of him who are ordinary people, and half of the realm of Hell is probably in the hands of Ye Eleven, not to mention that he still has the Eye of Reincarnation.

Ye Eleven continued to exert pressure, and his tone could not be eased at all, and a sword immortal on the side looked at the aggressive Ye Eleven, and stepped forward and said: "Little friend, it's not that King Yama refuses to save people, but this is really out of line with the rules and regulations, and it is going to violate the rules of heaven."

It's good that a sword fairy doesn't speak, and it's rare for Night Eleven to find time to take care of him, but it's different now.

Ye Eleven stared coldly at a sword immortal, and said coldly: "If it weren't for your bullshit clone stabbing her with a sword, how could this be, you are saying one more word, I will send you to hell!"

What a sword immortal exists, the existence of an immortal in the human race, he has always been domineering, and now he is being reprimanded by a person who is going to be pointed at his nose, and his mood can be imagined, he is extremely annoyed.

A sword immortal said angrily: "I see that you are a junior and don't want to deal with you, if you are humiliating me, don't blame me......"

Before the Sword Immortal could finish his sentence, a golden slap came to his face!

A sword immortal scolded: "Presumptuous!"

Night Eleven said coldly: "Even if you are an immortal, you have to die!"

A sword fairy was in a vigorous posture, and he dodged the slap sideways, but cold sweat swept down his forehead.

Ye Eleven's eyes were fierce, and he picked up the small black cauldron in his hand and smashed it!

In an instant, a black light covered a sword immortal.

Boom!

Ten thousand catties are rising!

Night Eleven's eyes were quick, and his figure stepped on the bottom of the black pot in a flash. At this time, a sword immortal was enveloped in the 10,000-jin tripod, and no matter how he attacked the ding wall, there was only a muffled sound of knocking and knocking.

Night Eleven stared at the black ding at his feet and said, "Old thing! What bullshit fairy! I'll be cleaning you up when I'm done! ”

Ye Eleven possessed, the palm of his hand touched the ten thousand jin ding, the black and gold light spread all over the ten thousand jin ding, the whole ding body seemed to be plated with a layer of dark gold, the whole breath became heavier, and even the ground was pressed into the dingkou!

Night Eleven shook his golden palm and hit the bottom of the tripod.

Bang!

The entire Dingkou was sunk into the ground of the underworld, and the interface was tightly closed, and even the air could not come out of it.

King Yama was a little stunned, as the master of the underworld, his identity is there, but his combat power can be said to be the bottom of the immortal profession, fortunately, he can command ten thousand ghosts, otherwise he, the king, is also a showman.

However, King Yama obviously doesn't want to provoke Ye Eleven, although the First Sword Immortal is not in the immortal position, but he is also the top existence of the human race, and if he goes one step further at this level, he will also have a chance to go to heaven to listen to the seal.

And the young man in front of him with a mysterious identity is very weird, the mortal body, but he has the law of hell reincarnation, which is not possible except for people with immortal positions.

King Yama squeezed out a smile and said, "My lord, wait a minute, I have already sent someone to ask the King of Jizo."

Night Eleven was shocked, what is the situation, and the king of Jizo!

Night Eleven said to himself: "That's the legendary ruler of the Buddhist family in the underworld, but where did the Emperor Xudu go?"

Night Eleven felt that there were so many existences in this world, all of which were amazing.

And the ghosts and gods such as the King of Yama are even more ghostly, and the young man in front of him actually knows the King of Jizo and the Emperor Xudu!

King Yama helped his crown and answered: "Emperor Xudu, he doesn't know where to go, and now I still have a lot of say in the underworld, but there are some things I still have to ask the king of Jizo on the first floor of hell."

Night Eleven stared at King Yama and said, "If you dare to deceive me, I will take your underworld!"

King Yama's body tightened and he was startled, if this was in the past, who would dare to say such a rebellious thing!

But Ye Eleven's expression is solemn and serious, he really has this plan!

Night Eleven has a hint of luck, if the underworld doesn't give face, he will find a way to make a fuss, to see if the big scroll of Wuji can react, in his eyes this thing is now the divine decree of God, I am afraid that there is nothing in the world that it does not dare to receive, when he is forced to do so, he will hold the golden scroll in his hand to suppress the gods and ghosts of the underworld!

King Yama retreated, and the horse came to Ye Eleven with a crying smile on his face, and said with a smile, "My lord, rest here for a while."

Night Eleven said lightly: "No, take me to see the reincarnation gate."

Ma Mian wanted to speak and stopped, but he was helpless in his heart, so he had to lead the way with a sincere attitude, this lord didn't even give the face of King Yama, and he couldn't provoke him.

"Let's make it!" Ma Mian shouted, looking back and making a gesture of please, "Your Excellency, please." ”

Night Eleven walked on the road to the reincarnation gate, and there were many ghosts queuing up to return to the sun on the white jade-like road, and they all looked at Night Eleven and the others as if they had seen ghosts.

Although this horse face is not in a high position, it is far from being compared to ordinary ghosts, where have they seen him so flattering.

Ye Eleven's eyes were firmly fixed on the white jade road that was circling up, it could be described as nine twists and eighteen turns, and if you ran fast, you might fall into the endless darkness on both sides.

Ye Eleven thought for a while: "This really can't be reincarnated in a hurry, if you fall, it is estimated that there will be nothing."

Ma Mian explained: "This leads directly to the hell level, and if the reincarnated person has evil thoughts in his heart, he will stumble and fall."

Night Eleven was curious: "Can you reincarnate a ghost or have evil thoughts?"

At this time, when Ma Mian was about to explain, the voice of the old man pierced through the endless darkness under the white jade road, and the light of the Buddha was reflected, and those points of light turned out to be the mantra of the Buddhist family!

"If there are no evil thoughts, why do I need to be here?"

Night Eleven is worried, the king of Jizo is coming out, so what is the result of the discussion?