The blue-faced and fanged fake ghost was very happy, obviously only one ghost was caught, but Mo Feng and Yan Qingqing came out, which made it feel like pie in the sky.

So it pulled the chain and went towards the small so-called ghost gate.

At this moment, there are many fake ghosts with blue faces and fangs, about a hundred.

Each hooked the soul and entered the ghost gate one by one.

There are also fake ghosts with blue faces and fangs in the ghost gate, and they are released one by one, and they seem to be quite strict.

Mo Feng was also pulled by the fake ghost and slowly entered this so-called underworld.

The dungeon is very empty, and it is not very spacious.

After entering the Ghost Gate, there is an avenue that leads to an old-looking town in the distance.

At the moment, there are not many people in this ancient town. Only occasionally can you see some spirits wandering in it.

And the ghosts like Mo Feng and the others who were captured were all carried away and headed towards a large hall.

It is said to be a big hall, but it is actually not big.

And above the main hall, there are three ancient characters written on the plaque: Yama Palace!

Seeing these three words, Mo Feng didn't say anything, but Yan Qingqing couldn't help but complain: "This is the Yama Palace?" Don't make a fuss, where is it so small! ”

Hearing this, the blue-faced and fanged fake ghost said, "Bold, you little ghost is talking nonsense, beware of Yan Jun sending you to the eighteenth layer of hell!" ”

That Yan Qingqing pursed his lips and said, "It's already a small ......."

The blue-faced and fanged fake ghost snorted coldly, and didn't seem to bother to say anything, so he took Mo Feng, Yan Qingqing, and the ghost and headed towards the Yama Palace.

At this moment, there were more than twenty blue-faced and fanged fake ghosts on both sides of the Yama Palace.

From time to time, there are blue-faced and fanged fake ghosts who go in with some ghosts, and there are also fake ghosts who come out with ghosts.

Some were taken to the left, where the words "Xudu City" were written.

Some were taken to the right, where it said Eighteen Floors of Hell!

It seems that these ghosts were all sent down after being judged by the so-called Yan Jun.

Mo Feng sneered, and then he, Yan Qingqing, and another ghost were also taken into the main hall by this fake ghost.

In the main hall, on the seat directly above, a very tall figure was sitting at this moment.

The figure looked to be two meters tall, wearing a large black python-like robe and a beaded hat on its head.

Look at that face again, it is a little dark, very majestic, and his eyes are wide open, and it looks a little bit not angry and arrogant.

Yan Qingqing looked up at the majestic middle-aged man, and then whispered, "This ...... Nor is it as powerful as the real Yama King!! ”

The man above heard the words and said angrily: "The female ghost below is extremely bold, this monarch is the king of Yama, pay attention to your words!" ”

Hearing this, Mo Feng sneered and said, "King Yama? Hmph, I think, it's just an impostor, right? ”

"Bastard, you ...... No, you're not a ghost! The so-called King Yama above glared at Mo Feng fiercely with a pair of big eyes.

Mo Feng sneered: "Of course I'm not a ghost!" ”

"It's not a ghost, how can you come to the underworld?" The king of Yama frowned and said, "What are you?" ”

"You can't even see what I am, you say you're the king of Yama? Do I believe it? ”

Mo Feng feels that this guy is pretending to be too unlevel, the version of the king of Yama? Should the quality be so low?

When the so-called King of Yama saw Mo Feng's attitude, he was also angry, and immediately shouted:

"Bastard, take the two of them to the eighteenth layer of hell for me to be imprisoned, and each hell tortures them enough!"

Hearing this fake Yan Jun's words, a blue-faced and fanged fake ghost almost stepped forward and was about to escort Mo Feng away.

Mo Feng wanted to resist, but after thinking about it, he just went to see if the hell here was the same place as the hell of the ghost building.

So there was no resistance, and when Yan Qingqing saw that Mo Feng did not resist, she did not resist.

Then, the two of them were escorted by the false ghosts, left the Yama Temple, and headed for the eighteen layers of hell on the right.

Along the way, there are also some ghosts who are also being escorted to the eighteenth layer of hell.

It didn't take long to walk until we came to a gate where the gate appeared out of nowhere, and there was nothing behind or around it.

And that fake ghost cha directly dragged Mo Feng and Yan Qingqing and directly entered the gate.

The door was pitch black, and when I entered, there was a little light in front of me, and when I looked closely, I appeared in an even darker place.

There are many ghosts here who are being tortured at the moment, and many fake ghosts with blue faces and fangs are also whipping these ghosts with whips at this moment.

And there are fake ghosts who use hooks to hook the tongues of ghosts, and then pull out the tongues of these ghosts fiercely.

This place Mo Feng is very familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, this is not the first floor of the ghost building?

The main thing is the size, the ghost difference and the ghosts, as well as these torture tools, are basically exactly the same as what Mo Feng saw in the ghost building.

Seeing this scene, Mo Feng sneered, and then said:

"That's right, this fake hell is with the fake hell."

Later, Yan Qingqing asked, "Then what should we do?" ”

Before Mo Feng could answer, the blue-faced and fanged fake ghost said:

"Boy, are you still chirping crookedly at this time? You think about how to get through it later! ”

Hearing this, Mo Feng glanced at the fake ghost, then slowly raised his hand, shook his palm, and with a bang, the green-faced and fanged ghost disappeared silently in an instant.

"Dry tongue!"

Mo Feng immediately looked at this piece of hell and said to himself:

"I've searched all over these eighteen layers of fake hell, but I didn't find Yoyo, which means it's not here. So, we have to go back to that fake house. ”

Yan Qingqing nodded, and then, together with Mo Feng, walked towards the black gate that he had entered before.

As soon as they walked into the gate, Mo Feng and Yan Qingqing returned to the underworld.

Looking back at the Black Gate, Yan Qingqing said, "This gate to the false hell is too simple. ”

Mo Feng didn't bother to say anything, and went directly towards the capital city.

Since it's not in hell, it should be in the capital city.

Mo Feng quickly walked towards the left side of the Yama Palace, and when he passed by the Yama Palace, Mo Feng looked at the Yama Hall curiously.

I saw that the false Yama King was judging other ghosts at the moment, and at the same time, the fake Yama King also saw Mo Feng passing by, and then his eyes glared:

"Huh? Didn't let him go to hell? ”

Seeing this, several green-faced and fanged ghosts rushed towards Mo Feng again.

And Mo Feng thought about it and looked for it himself, so it was better to ask this fake Yama King directly.

And Mo Feng felt that this fake Hades didn't seem to be very difficult to deal with, anyway, Mo Feng didn't feel any dangerous aura on it.

So, Mo Feng took the initiative to go towards the Yama Hall again. During this period, those fake ghosts came towards Mo Feng, but before they could get close to Mo Feng, they automatically disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the fake Yan Jun's brows furrowed, and his face became more and more gloomy!