At the end of the battle, Wang Bo walked in front of King Equality and Bai Wuchang, "If I ask you now where the other Difu Yin Gods are, I believe you will definitely not say it." ”

King Ping looked at Wang Bo expressionlessly and said nothing.

Although Bai Wuchang has been reduced to a prisoner, his demeanor is still charming, and his smile is moving, "Do you think we will say it?" ”

"I don't think so."

"You're very self-aware."

"So I'm too lazy to talk nonsense." Wang Bo threw a punch and directly smashed Bai Wuchang to pieces, because she was bound by the lock of heaven and couldn't turn into yin qi.

So Wang Bo's punch went down, she was really dead, and the projection completely dissipated.

The King of Equality watched this scene calmly.

Wang Bo sat in front of the King of Equality and said: "Sometimes I think that the people of your underworld are quite cold-blooded, a world, hundreds of millions of living beings have turned into ghosts, how can you bear it." ”

The King of Equality was silent for a moment, and then said slowly, "This is the decision of the underworld. ”

"Huh." Wang Bo sneered a few times, "Isn't the decision of the underworld your decision?" ”

King Ping glanced at Wang Bo in surprise, as if to say that you don't know.

Wang Bo was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

King Ping said calmly: "Our Ten Hall Yama is in a high position and is responsible for maintaining the order of the underworld, but we are not the underworld, and the decision of the underworld can only be followed, and we cannot refute and confront it. ”

Wang Bo said solemnly: "You mean, this is the decision of the Jizo Bodhisattva? ”

Among the underworld, the only one with a higher status than the Ten Halls of Yama is the Jizo Bodhisattva.

King Equality shook his head and said, "He is an outsider with a transcendent status, but he is not above us, let alone representing the underworld. ”

"Then who can represent the underworld." Wang Bo asked.

"The one who represents the underworld can only be the underworld, and no one can represent the underworld except the underworld." King Ping gave a tongue-twisting answer, but Wang Bo understood.

"I see, the underworld also has its own will."

In other words, the underworld has its own heavenly way, and this underworld heavenly dao is the master of the underworld, and the ten halls of Yama or something are just a group of workers.

The boss decided to devour the world, and the wage earner naturally couldn't refute it.

What's even more tragic is that this group of workers has been bound to the underworld, and once they resist the underworld, they will be completely wiped out by the will of the underworld, so they don't dare to resist at all.

Wang Bo said: "If you can't bear to turn hundreds of millions of living beings into ghosts, then tell me, and I will solve everything." ”

King Ping shook his head, "It's useless, we can't betray the underworld, let alone say anything that is unfavorable to the underworld, no matter what method you use, it won't work." ”

After hearing this, Wang Bo couldn't help but sigh, "Since that's the case, then don't blame me." ”

"Let's do it." A hint of relief appeared on King Equal's face.

Wang Bo punched out, it was still an earth-shattering light-speed fist, and the king of equality was directly blown up by Wang Bo, the projection was shattered, and he disappeared into this world.

He calculated, after he came to this world, he killed the bull head, black and white impermanence, Zhong Kui, and King Equality, and the next projection left in the world was a king of Yama hiding in Mount Tai.

It is believed that after killing this Yama king, the projection of the underworld was almost cleared by him.

When the time comes, after solving the Thousand Variations Golem Silk, the task of this world will be completed.

Wang Bo immediately contacted Mrs. Jimonri, "Where are you now?" ”

"Tarzan." Lady Jimonri said slowly, "I am fighting the king of Yama. ”

Wang Bo was stunned for a moment, "You fought with him like this." ”

"He suddenly wanted to leave Mount Tai just now, with an anxious face, if I guessed correctly, you should have fought with other underworld yin gods, so I helped you stop him."

Wang Bo couldn't help but snort, worthy of Mrs. Jimonri, the wisdom of the Hell Demon God is not covered, guessing is accurate.

"I've just settled the fight." Wang Bo said triumphantly: "All the Yin Gods of the Underworld have been killed by me. ”

"Well done." Madame Guimonri said.

"Do you want me to go to Tarzan to help you?" Wang Bo asked.

"No, you don't." Lady Jimonri said, "I am very interested in King Yama. ”

Wang Bo couldn't help but pout, Lady Jimonri was not so much interested in King Yama as in the wisdom and knowledge that King Yama mastered.

Therefore, this battle will most likely not end immediately, and it is likely that it will last for a while, until Lady Jimonri forces out all the spells and knowledge of the Yama King, and this battle will not end.

However, since Mrs. Ji Mengli didn't need Wang Bo's help, Wang Bo didn't bother to bother to be bored, so he turned around and returned to Yizhuang outside Luoyang City.

Yan Thirteen and Feng Siniang are both here.

When the two saw Wang Bo coming back, they immediately greeted him, and Yan Shisan said, "The zombie king is dead, right." ”

He felt a palpitation just now, as if something important had disappeared, and thinking about it, probably only the death of the zombie king would make him have this reaction.

"That's right." Wang Bo nodded and said, "That guy was killed by the Yin God of the Difu, but the Yin God of the Difu was killed by me again, and you are safe now." ”

Yan Shisan said: "Then when can I be like Feng Siniang and come back to life." ”

Wang Bo said: "Do it now. ”

With that, he smashed Yan Thirteen's body with one punch, took his soul to the moon, used Yuehua to repair Yan Thirteen's soul, and at the same time sent Malthus to ask Ophira for a body.

Two days later, Malthus returned with his body.

After Wang Bo integrated Yan Shisan's soul into this body, he took Yan Shisan back to Yizhuang outside Luoyang City.

Feng Siniang has been waiting here and has never left.

The return of Wang Bo and Yan Shisan, naturally they couldn't avoid Feng Siniang's ears and eyes, as soon as the two of them came back, Feng Siniang knew about it, and walked in with a teenager.

The young man is Yan Shisan's apprentice, and Yan Shisan taught him the Thirteen Swords of Death.

Wang Bo casually threw Yan Shisan to the young man, "Take care of your master." ”

The boy was silent, but nodded vigorously.

Feng Siniang comforted Yan Shisan on the side, "Don't be too anxious, this is a normal reaction, you can control your body in a few days, and I came over like this, old lady." ”

Yan Shisan moved his mouth, "Thank you." ”

Wang Bo said: "You deserve it. ”

If it weren't for Yan Thirteen's cooperation, Wang Bo would not have been able to calculate the Zombie King so smoothly and kill him, so in his opinion, these are what Yan Thirteen deserves.

Then, Wang Bo and Feng Siniang left Yizhuang.