As a powerful person in the way of death, the Great Sage of Tongtian once almost became the monarch of the Netherworld, if it weren't for the Netherworld Mansion being completely under the control of the Wu clan, Zhao Ping might really let the Netherworld Lord position be added and enjoy the luck from the Netherworld.

Zhao Ping did not become the Netherworld Lord, but the position of the Netherworld Lord of the Netherworld Dao has actually been empty until now.

After all, the one who used the way of death to prove the Tao and mixed the Yuan, so far, is still only Zhao Ping, the Great Sage of the Demon Clan, who has explosive combat power.

It is precisely because of this that although he is not in his position, Zhao Ping is still able to use a little bit of the power of the Netherworld Lord.

Zhao Ping is the successor of the Netherworld Lord recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

For this reason, Zhao Ping borrowed the power of the Netherworld Lord without spending much power on Zhao Ping at all, but it was better to say that the Netherworld Dao was more like a child who was ruthlessly abandoned by Uncle Bird, and now that he heard that his father remembered himself, Netherworld Dao immediately supported Zhao Ping with all his might.

For others, it is difficult to engrave and copy the seal of the Netherworld, but on Zhao Ping's side, it is quite easy to draw.

An inscription, ruling reincarnation!

Watching a gray vortex open in the void that others could not see, sucking Luo Ge Lao's crazy soul into it, and feeling the bursts of friendship coming from this gray vortex, Zhao Ping's gaze was still calm as usual.

Engraved by the Netherworld Lord, Luo Ge Lao's soul was sucked into it by the sudden appearance of the Netherworld Dao vortex before he could escape in a hurry.

The gray vortex gradually dissipated, and Zhao Ping looked at the army of white bones surrounding him with a calm expression.

The soul fire burning in the white bones was quietly dissipated by the breeze because of Luo Ge's death. "Click, click, click". The soul flame that supported the body of the White Bone Army disappeared, and the terrifying White Bone Army immediately collapsed.

"Nether Maharaja's Seal! Who the hell are you! ”

Luo Ge's terrible howl before he died. Naturally, Deadpool heard it quite clearly. They looked at Zhao Ping in horror, their eyes full of fear. Nether Maharaja's Seal. This is clearly Deadpool's predator-like existence!

The appearance of an illegal reincarnated soul in front of the Nether Lord, the ruler of the Nether Dao, is no different from robbing the head of the saint.

Seeing the thick jealousy and fear on the faces of Wu Yue and the others, Zhao Pingzheng straightened his clothes and said with a light smile: "Didn't I say at the beginning, 'Infatuated with the sad shadow of this life, are you ready to return to reincarnation?'" ’”

"You are an emissary of the Nether Lord?" Hearing Zhao Ping mention Zhao Ping's words when he appeared, Wu Yue and the others' faces changed greatly, and they looked at Zhao Ping as if they had seen some indescribable fear.

Yes, according to the rumors of the Wu Clan, the position of the Netherworld Lord was once granted by the Heavenly Dao to the Great Sage of the Demon Clan. In addition, it is rumored that Zhao Ping is very likely to come from the sect, and his status is quite high.

With such speculation, the identity of this guy Zhao Ping suddenly became clear on paper, and Zhao Ping was very likely to be the Great Monarch of the Netherworld and the proud boy under the Great Holy Throne of Tongtian!

"It doesn't matter who you are, what matters is that you should return to reincarnation." Zhao Ping looked at Deadpool and the others looking at him in fear, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, the constantly changing faces of these guys are quite funny, but I don't know what kind of storage these guys think they are.

In the eyes of Wu Yue and others, Zhao Ping's smile was the same as the black and white impermanent smile that came to ask for his life, and several Deadpools with poor psychological tolerance were even more pale. I shuddered again and again.

"Well, if you want to escape, it's actually okay, I just want to see the time of day, and I can hunt a few Deadpools." Zhao Ping looked at the Deadpools who had retreating in their eyes. Raising his right arm, which was entwined with the silk of qi and blood, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Lion Bo Rabbit is still using all his strength, and no one can guarantee that no one in this group of Deadpools will have the strength to threaten Zhao Ping himself. What's more, this is still Tianjiao Island, and the strongest blow of the demon spirit and witch spirit with one move with the mark alone is enough to make Zhao Ping cautious. Zhao Ping didn't want to see himself capsized in the gutter.

Zhao Ping's continuous pressure crushed the last straw of the Deadpool in front of him.

Among them, several Deadpools with poor psychological endurance even looked frightened and desperate, and they screamed and fled in many ways. Luo Ge Lao's miserable wail when he died in battle and Zhao Ping's identity as a disciple of the Netherworld Lord's throne. Directly broke down the spirits of Deadpool.

Glancing at Deadpool, who had collapsed and fled, a trace of deep disdain flashed in Zhao Ping's eyes. These people who fled, Zhao Ping even dismissed his intention to attack them.

People who are so fragile in spirit will only be difficult to get into the hall of elegance after all, and sometimes if they run away, they will never want to stand up! This is especially true as a monk, the path of a monk is to overcome obstacles and forge ahead, and those who are afraid, those who are afraid, and those who escape will eventually be destroyed.

Zhao Ping glanced at the last Deadpool who escaped from this place, and sneered twice, disdainful of this kind of person, even if he was rewarded with heavenly merits, Uncle Zhao didn't get mixed with Cheng Dù who lost so many points.

"So the last ones left are two old acquaintances?" Zhao Ping turned his head to look at Wu Yue, who was staring at him vigilantly with a hazy purple long sword in his hand, and at the Beiling Crazy Knife who was looking at him coldly from the side, and couldn't help but smile lightly.

"They will only be weak after all!" The bandit leader looked disdainfully in the direction of the mentally broken Deadpool, his eyes full of disdain.

Seeing the thick contempt in Su Jie's eyes, Zhao Ping looked at this arrogant crazy knife, and couldn't help but feel a little curious: "I'm quite curious about how you became Deadpool, after all, a person like you shouldn't be so easy to send someone under the fence." ”

Regarding Zhao Ping's question, Su Jie did not hide it, and directly said the dream that had been haunting his heart: "This, because I made an oath back then. I want to walk all over the mountains and rivers of Kyushu, taste the delicious delicacies in the world, drink all the best wines in the world, and be the most beautiful beauty. These uncles haven't done it yet, how can the uncle die. ”

"A bandit is a bandit, it's really vulgar and simple! And that's how you burn, kill, loot, and do all kinds of evil. Hearing Su Jie's ambition, Wu Yue, as Su Jie's sworn enemy, immediately mocked.

Su Jie immediately pushed back and scolded loudly: "Uncle, I am confirming my innocence, Uncle does things smoothly, you know a ghost!" Compared to my uncle, you are even more ashamed of being a guy who has been given up by a woman and even gives up the righteousness in his chest. ”

"Just you? Pure heart, fart! ”

Zhao Ping scolded the two with great interest, and at this moment, Su Jie and Wu Yue suddenly paused.

The leader of the bandits clapped his hands and shouted hoarsely: "Gale, gale!" ”

The next moment, the temperature plummeted, and a cold, biting blizzard blew up inside the skeleton in an instant.

The blizzard that blew up obscured Zhao Ping's sight, Wu Yue, who had been waiting for a long time, naturally would not miss this opportunity, the lilac sword light flickered, and the magic sword slashed out, leading to a series of beautiful paintings, and the half-clothed beauties seemed to come out of the picture scrolls, dancing a blood-pumping seduction/bewitching dance, seducting and degenerating, making people sink.

Phantom Love Sword. The Red World Sinking Tribulation!

"I see, Shushan asked the heart sword about the psychedelic swordsmanship."

Just when Wu Yue tried his best and his potential exploded to show his strongest and most perfect sword now, Zhao Ping's calm voice suddenly sounded, and Wu Yue, who thought that Zhao Ping had sunk, was stunned for a moment.

The magic sword blade was still pointed directly at Zhao Ping, Wu Yue looked up, and saw that Zhao Ping's eyes were bright, how could there be a trace of sinking posture!

This...... How is this possible?! He used the strongest and most satisfying sword now, but it didn't make Zhao Ping have the slightest sinking appearance, Wu Yue was really dumbfounded.

"The eyes of this seat can see through the essence." Zhao Ping caught a glimpse of the astonishment on Wu Yue's face, and said with a flat expression. While speaking, Zhao Ping's hand movements were not slow.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhao Ping raised his right hand and smashed a flick of his finger on the sword body of the attacking lilac hazy long sword.

The powerful power of the ancestral witch arm, even with a flick of a finger, was not something that Wu Yue could resist, Zhao Ping bent his fingers and popped out, and the lilac hazy long sword was knocked away, and at the same time, the sound of bones shattering sounded.

Raising his eyes to look at Wu Yue, who was smashed by Zhao Ping's fingers, his right hand holding the sword was already abnormally twisted!

"If that's all you have, then you two should obediently return to reincarnation." Zhao Ping's gaze swept towards Wu Yue indifferently, and Su Jie, who was hiding in the blizzard at some point, his gaze was as if he was looking at two dead people!

Zhao Ping's words fell, Su Jie and Wu Yue glanced at each other, and at the same time saw the determination in each other's eyes.

In the next moment, a faint red light shone on the right hands of the two of them. (To be continued......)

ps: Oh oh oh,, the second update was actually written so quickly, I really admire myself. Sure enough, people have to push themselves!