The whole world was shocked, the Buddha statue he had just worshipped actually shed a tear, condensed into a crystal, the temple dedicated to Chen Fan in the world left a tear, the people who saw it knelt down one after another, and the difficult temple was even more tearful, because the whole temple was named after Chen Fan, Chen Fan's large and small statues had more than 1,800, and the abbot hurriedly ordered someone to collect it.

When everyone saw the abbot walk in and collect a tear that had fallen on the table, they saw everyone looking at him and said, "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, I think your benefactors may not understand why my Buddha is crying, because just now when my Buddha left, he said to the poor monk that he had gone to hell to destroy demons, and it was possible to see countless ghosts in hell suffering and feel grief and shed a tear." ”

After hearing this, everyone admired it and became more sincere, as for why Chen Fan was crying, it depends on what Chen Fan is doing, at this time Chen Fan was rubbing his eyes, and said in his mouth: "Why are your eyes so spicy, the smell is really bad, hurry up." After speaking, he left this place with Nie Xiaoqian, in fact, the tree next to Chen Fan emitted the smell, called Ghost Cry, but it was the purification tree of hell, living to absorb the impurities in hell.

"Your Majesty, the monk is here, and he is outside the hall." The red-haired ghost king hurriedly ran in.

"What? Why are the spies being sent out only now? "The face of the old demon of Montenegro is even darker.

"Well, those spies didn't come back at all! And now I am outside the Netherworld, and I want to see you by name. ”

After hearing this, the old demon of Montenegro naturally couldn't weaken his formation, and said coldly: "I'll meet him." With that, he walked out.

"You are guilty of a lot of sin, disturbing the six realms of reincarnation, good and bad, dominating the mansion, what crime should you be guilty of?" Chen Fan said righteously.

"Huh, the sin? Who said you? It's just a stinky bald donkey, God didn't convict me, you are the oldest, I really don't know how that guy from Pudu Cihang was killed by you, but since you're here today, don't leave, hehe. After speaking, the old demon of Montenegro smiled, and after the city gate was opened, 100,000 powerful ghosts were released, overwhelming.

"Evil beast, how many people have you killed, and the resentment is so heavy, even if an earth immortal enters it, it will be the end of the Dao disappearance." Chen Fan's eyes were red, he was so angry that he couldn't speak, and his body trembled.

"Master." Nie Xiaoqian shouted weakly beside her.

Chen Fan hurriedly closed his eyes and recited: "Amitabha." Controlling his mood, he turned his head and said: "It's okay to be a teacher, but I'm a little angry, but now I've figured it out for a teacher, if I don't have a teacher, maybe it won't be long before I will enter the era of the end of the law, and what awaits you at that time is the destruction of heaven and earth." After Chen Fan said this, he looked at the powerful ghost who came in front of him and said, "You stay away, it will be bad if you will be injured by casting a spell for the teacher." After speaking, he recited the vajra mantra in his mouth, and was slowly surrounded by powerful ghosts.

At this time, Chen Fan stuck the nine-ring tin staff on the ground and sat cross-legged, reciting the Vajra spell in his mouth, but one by one the powerful ghost moths rushed like a fire, Chen Fan couldn't bear the consumption of mana even if he was an earth immortal, not to mention that he had just entered the refining of the god and was void, Chen Fan knew that he couldn't wait now, only to see Chen Fan hurriedly summon the Taiyi lamp and throw it into the air, the old demon of Montenegro wanted to quickly recall the ghosts when he saw this, but unfortunately he was a step slower, and suddenly the Taiyi lamp was radiant, and the ghosts turned into black smoke and disappeared, and the Taiyi lamp slowly fell into Chen Fan's hands.

At this time, Chen Fan's mana was close to exhaustion, so he quickly picked up the gourd and poured a few sips of wine, his pale face slowly turned red, of course, with Chen Fan's wine power, his eyes were also a little hazy.

"Hemp eggs." The old demon of Montenegro swallowed a team of ghost soldiers on the side, knowing that it was difficult to escape at this time, and only by fighting to the death could there be a glimmer of life, so he jumped down from the city and said: "Hmph, you monk is not good at chanting scriptures, what is the matter with going to the underworld?" Why should I rule over the underworld, what is my killing compared to you humans? ”

"Evil animal, don't say much, today you will definitely die, what should be the number of days, even if you don't kill you today, you are destined to die, the poor monk is just in advance, send you back to the west." After speaking, Chen Fan pulled out the tin staff inserted in the ground and smashed it into the face of the old demon of the Black Mountain.

The skill of the old demon of Montenegro has been half a step to the realm of immortals at this time, although the mana is not pure, but it is not comparable to Chen Fan, so he flashed by, took a few steps back, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are just like this, relying on the magic weapon to show your might, and not using the magic weapon at this time is your biggest mistake." After speaking, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of poisonous gas, and then the figure disappeared, appeared from behind Chen Fan, and kicked him violently, Chen Fan directly fell into the mud and lay on the ground.

The old demon of Montenegro will give up this opportunity, and rushed forward again, Chen Fan was beaten without the power to fight back, but he scolded his mother in his heart, he didn't pretend to be forced anymore, he didn't use a magic weapon, and he didn't know how his head was pumped, but the old demon of Montenegro beat him with flesh wounds, because Chen Fan's robe was also a treasure, "Damn, you are more fucking thick-skinned than Lao Tzu, so beaten, are you a human being?" The old demon of Montenegro scolded in his mouth, he was really angry, the old demon of Montenegro was a stubborn stone in hell and became a spirit, because he absorbed countless grievances, and through thunder and lightning, he became a spirit and opened his wisdom, but he also cultivated carefully, and after thousands of years of accumulation, he had this time.

The old demon of Montenegro beat Chen Fan to an inhuman appearance, and in the end, he couldn't stand it, and kicked out of the distance, Chen Fan slowly got up, "Hehe." He laughed twice, was very cautious, and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, "Since you can't kill the poor monk, it's my turn." Chen Fan said coldly, grinned in pain after speaking, took out the jade wine gourd, and said: "Although you are a wicked animal, it is a pity to kill it, and it is still a beautiful bar that has turned into a poor monk, and you can also drink a few sips." ”

After hearing this, the old demon of Montenegro hurriedly retreated and wanted to retreat into the city, "Did you run away?" After speaking, Chen Fan pulled out the gourd and recited the incantation, and a burst of suction made the old demon of the Black Mountain unable to run, turning into its original form, and the volume was very large, but it still couldn't stop the suction, and it was slowly sucked in.

"Master." Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly helped Chen Fan, "It's okay for the teacher, don't worry, it's just a flesh injury, now the old demon of the Black Mountain has been removed, and there is no one in hell, the teacher wants to make you the new king of Yama, control the underworld, control the six realms of reincarnation, and then there will be a steady stream of merits, and your cultivation will be faster." Chen Fan said.

After hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian looked at Chen Fan and said, "Master, are you leaving?" ”

"Yes, there are no more demons in this world, and the remaining few are left for you by the teacher, in addition to them before you ascend, there are merits that have fallen, which is conducive to you to avoid the thunder tribulation." Chen Fan looked at her and said, took out one or two 10,000-year-old ginseng and handed it to her, "I don't know how to do alchemy as a teacher, but this ginseng is the same, but the effect is a little worse, give you the scriptures to practice well, the beads around your neck and the prayer beads in your hands are made of Bodhi seeds to increase your understanding, and it is a matter of time before you want to ascend, and I will have the same thing with you before I leave for the teacher." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the ten ghost kings were sucked over, "Hand over a wisp of divine soul and my apprentice, serve her well, and after the time comes, the poor monk will also give you a positive result, isn't it better than being a ghost king." Chen Fan said.

The Ten Ghost Kings had no choice, and it would not be bad to have a positive result in the future, so they accepted their fate, and handed over a wisp of Divine Soul and Nie Xiaoqian, "Take care of the underworld, if you have any doubts, you can ask these little ghosts, they will help you, and then you will announce the heaven and earth, become the new Yan Jun, and then the Heavenly Dao will naturally send down merits." Looking at the sad Nie Xiaoqian, Chen Fan comforted.

"Knowing Master, I will declare heaven and earth." After speaking, Nie Xiaoqian flew up with the jade seal of the underworld, and shouted: "The way of heaven is above, and Nie Xiaoqian, a disciple of the Qinglian Buddha, is willing to take charge of the underworld, and be loyal and dutiful until he ascends." After speaking, a bunch of merit entered Nie Xiaoqian's body, but several major sects in the world also heard it, and they also lamented that they had made a female ghost become Yan Jun, but no one stood up to oppose it, because they didn't dare, Chen Fan's prestige was too great.

"Take care, go for the teacher." After speaking, thousands of miles of auspicious clouds came out and turned into a colorful bridge, Chen Fan smiled, this is naturally a reward for Chen Fan, glanced back, slowly stepped on it, and disappeared after a while.

"Master......" Nie Xiaoqian called softly, picked up the rosary and smelled the smell, and cried.