Da Ming had already guessed that as long as the number of registered people reached 100, and there was only 1 soul body in Qin Xianglin's hand, then Qin Xianglin would be eliminated.

Now the number has come to 98, that is to say, there are only two places left, and there are still 10 people in line, and if there are two people holding 1 soul body in their hands among these 10, Qin Xianglin will be eliminated.

"The ninety-ninth!" At this time, another person handed over the soul body.

Oops, there is only one place left.

Da Ming couldn't hold back any longer, he stood and shouted at Qin Xianglin loudly from the old monk of illusion: "Big brother, if you have a soul body in your hand, hurry up and register!" ”

Da Ming couldn't tell the truth, but he had to remind Qin Xianglin.

As soon as Da Ming shouted, everyone's eyes looked over, and the old monk's face sank, and he turned his head to stare at Da Ming and shouted coldly: "What are you yelling about?" The examination room is disciplined! ”

If it weren't for the monk robes of Bodhi Temple on Da Ming, the old monk would not have been so polite to Da Ming.

Da Ming was yelled at by the old monk who was disillusioned, but his face was not afraid at all, he just shouted at Qin Xianglin: "Big brother, if you have a soul body in your hand, hurry up and register!" ”

The old monk of illusion pointed at Da Ming with his finger and shouted angrily: "If you dare to shout again, I don't care how many souls you have obtained, I will immediately cancel the results of your selection conference and directly eliminate you from the competition!" ”

When Da Ming heard this, he didn't care, and he was about to shout again, and the senior brothers who had already appeared in the Bodhi Temple behind him, they directly covered Da Ming's mouth and pulled Da Ming out.

Qin Xianglin stood at the end of the crowd and heard Da Ming's shout, but he didn't know what it meant, but he knew in his heart that Da Ming could say this, there must be a reason, and he stepped forward immediately.

However, a person came out before Qin Xianglin, and arrived at the registration office one step ahead of Qin Xianglin.

There was only one soul in that man's hand. The registration staff recorded it, put the pen in his hand, ignored Qin Xianglin, who had already walked in front of him, turned his head to the old monk of illusion and said, "Lord Shenfeng, the 100 places have been gathered!" ”

The old monk nodded slightly, but did not speak.

Qin Xianglin suddenly understood what was going on, and hurriedly said, "I also have a soul body in my hand!" ”

The old monk raised his eyes to look at Qin Xianglin in front of him, and he was a little hesitant in his heart. Qin Xianglin was the last person to participate in the selection conference, and he also had a soul in his hand, which could make him promoted, all in the thought of the old monk who destroyed the illusion.

The number of people has reached 100, and adding one seems to go against the meaning of no more than 100 people in the prefecture. But it's just one more, and it's not a problem, after all, Qin Xianglin does have a soul body in his hands, and on the initial announcement, the number of people who have been promoted is roughly between 100 and 150.

The old monk looked at the person in front of him coldly, but he remembered the arrogant scene when Qin Xianglin and Zhou Chenggang were together in the northwest, and immediately had a burst of disgust in his heart, and he just shook his head at the moment: "The number of people promoted to the selection conference is 100, and the list has been determined!" ”

When Qin Xianglin heard this, he felt a roar in his head, and there was only one voice in his heart: "I've been eliminated!" But soon a wave of anger rushed to his forehead.

"I'm not convinced!" Qin Xianglin roared angrily.

The old monk of illusion didn't want to pay attention to Qin Xianglin's meaning, turned around and was ready to leave, but Qin Xianglin took a step forward, but blocked the way of the old monk of illusion.

"It's against you!" The old monk of disillusionment did not speak, and an angry curse came from afar: "Do you bastard still want to be disrespectful to Lord Shenfeng of the underworld?" ”

The person who spoke was none other than Sun Shusong.

"I don't have the ability, I picked up a soul at the last moment, and I dare to say that I am not convinced in front of Lord Shenfeng? It's a joke! Li Changye also stood up and mocked coldly.

The tone is so bitter and mean, and the sentences come from each other, hurting like a knife.

Qin Xianglin looked directly at the old monk of illusion as if he had never heard it, and said calmly: "Why is the person in front of me also a soul body in his hand, and I am also a soul body in my hand, he can be promoted, but I have to be eliminated?" ”

The old monk smiled faintly when he heard this, and said, "If you have any objections, you can report my practice to Lord Yin Si or Lord Yin and Yang Governor through the local city god, and they will decide, and I, as the chief examiner of the preliminary examination of the selection conference, do not need to explain anything to you!" ”

Qin Xianglin listened, and suddenly laughed, "Follow this procedure down, I'm afraid that the new Underworld Divine Seal has been generated, and when the time comes, even if the underworld finds out that you have done something wrong, will it hold a selection conference for me?" ”

The old monk's face was gloomy, and he no longer reasoned with Qin Xianglin, and said in a cold tone: "Qin Xianglin, don't be too presumptuous, if I didn't see that you had a good relationship with the late Senior Brother Zhou, the Lord of Shenfeng, I wouldn't give you a chance to reason with me at all, you kid don't have to get an inch!" The old monk said, waved his hand, and shouted angrily: "Where are the Liujia Yin soldiers?" ”

With the roar of the old monk of disillusionment, thunder immediately rolled in the sky, and then four underworld chariots appeared in mid-air, and the four winds swept by, the figures shook, and the brigade of Liujia Yin soldiers appeared.

The selection meeting of the Underworld God Seal is not a big deal for the underworld. It is the strength of the troops that should be arranged, and the prefecture is also in place in accordance with the regulations.

Everyone present was almost stupid.

Who is the old monk of illusion? It was a gold medal that the Lord of Yin and Yang Governor personally sealed, and his status was far above the Lord of the City God, compared to Lord Yinsi, it was only a little lower, and it was also called the God of the Underworld in the world, and there were only 10 people in the world who could be honored.

How noble is its status? If it weren't for the fact that the underworld god seal presided over the underworld selection conference, at least more than 90% of the people present would not be qualified to meet the ten powerhouses in the world, the underworld god seal, let alone someone who dared to stand up and block the way.

Almost all of them were stunned, almost petrified. However, Qin Xianglin's next words were to completely shatter these almost petrified people, like a stone statue being shattered by a huge shock.

Qin Xianglin's eyes were like lightning, looking directly at the old monk of illusion, without the slightest fear, the anger in his heart was predicted, he pointed at the old monk of illusion, and said loudly: "Illusion, you'd better not mention Uncle Zhou in front of me!" In my opinion, Uncle Zhou may not have died at the hands of the enemy......"

When the old monk heard this, he was furious, and he pushed Qin Xianglin's finger pointing at him away, and asked loudly: "What do you mean kid?" It's better to get it clear today! ”

As he spoke, the old monk had already looked at the place where the master was waiting for a while not far away.

When Zhang Huanian and the others heard Qin Xianglin mention the cause of death of his late junior brother Zhou Chenggang, they vaguely pointed out something, and immediately became alert.

"Clearly? Hehe......" Qin Xianglin sneered, "I don't know what I'm very sure of, I won't say it, today, I will seek justice for myself first, and he will inevitably find out about Uncle Zhou's death, but if I know who the murderer of Uncle Zhou is, no matter what kind of person he lives and what his means are, Qin Xianglin is fighting to the end together, and he will also bring the murderer to justice!" ”

The old monk of illusion was furious, and he didn't dare Qin Xianglin at the moment, so he waved his big hand and pointed at the chariot of the underworld, and the Liujia Yin soldiers ordered: "Come on, take down this fanatic who obstructs the order of the examination room for me, and bring it back to the local City God Temple, I will report to the underworld and punish the crime with the "Yin and Yang Regulations"!" ”

When the underworld chariot and the Liujia Yin soldiers on the side heard this, they were about to make a move, but Qin Xianglin was not afraid when he saw it, and shouted angrily: "Extinguishment, today's matter, if you don't make it clear, don't think about leaving!" ”

The old monk smiled when he heard this, looked at Qin Xianglin with disdain, and asked coldly: "Qin Xianglin, do you want to stop me too?" You're just afraid you don't know how many pounds and taels you have, right? ”

When Qin Xianglin heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha......" The laughter was hearty, and it was extremely happy.

"I don't know if I can stop it, but I can try!" Qin Xianglin also held the thousand-year-old Taishan Stone in his hand, and the true qi in his body was already running, as long as he exerted a slight force, the Netherworld Divine Fire, the Ding Si Snake, would take advantage of the situation and destroy the world.

"Kill chickens with a knife, God Feng Lord, why use Liujia Yin soldiers to deal with a waste, the villain is willing to do it for you!" Sun Shusong unsheathed the lightning sword in his hand, roared angrily, and came to the middle of the crowd.

After watching it for so long, Sun Shusong can be regarded as seeing clearly, this Qin Xianglin has a lot of contradictions with the old monk of illusion, if he makes a move at this moment, he can not only make the Nine Phases Gate prestige, but also clean up Qin Xianglin ruthlessly, and at the same time, he can also get acquainted with the old monk of illusion, the god of the underworld.

At this moment, Sun Shusong's shot was a good time to kill three birds with one stone and kill three birds with one stone.

However, the lightning sword in Sun Shusong's hand had just been unsheathed, and as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a huge force coming, stirring on the lightning sword, and he felt a burst of soreness all over his body, and the arm holding the sword almost did not belong to him, and the lightning sword in his hand was a sharp crack, and it flew out more than ten zhang.

Sun Shusong's face turned pale, and he looked around, but he didn't necessarily know who made the move, but he heard someone in the middle of the voice: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Then Zhang Huanian walked out.

Zhang Huanian strode in front of Qin Xianglin, looked up at the chariot of the underworld above, and the Liujia Yin soldiers who rushed around, just waved his sleeves lightly, and said lightly: "Let's do it, let's listen to the old Taoist and say a few words first!" ”

Where the robe swept over, the sand and rocks suddenly flew away, and the wind was fierce, like a tornado, Qin Xianglin was in the tornado, safe and sound, the underworld chariot immediately flew back into the air, and the Liujia Yin soldiers also dissipated.

Zhengyi is indeed the head of the world's Daomen!