"Stop!"

Zhang Hong's eyes were split, watching his friends die in front of him, and his heart was like a knife!

"You will be punished!"

No matter how much Zhang Hong pleaded, he couldn't make the middle-aged monk stop, and in the end, half of the villagers had been killed, Zhang Hong's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared in a hoarse voice: "I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!" ”

After the words fell, Zhang Hong coughed up a mouthful of blood, his vision gradually blurred, and he seemed to vaguely see the darkness invading the earth, and several tall figures appeared!

"If you have the ability, come here!"

The middle-aged monk smiled like a mouse, and looked at the painful appearance of others, and his heart was greatly satisfied!

"The rule of this world is that the strong are respected, and the so-called karma is just the hope of the weak!"

The middle-aged monk held the little girl in his arms, looking at her panicked appearance, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile!

But before he could be happy, his scalp was numb, and then his body was slowly lifted!

Bang dang!

The little girl fell to the ground, forgot to glance behind the middle-aged monk, and ran towards her father with a crawl!

"Who is it?"

The middle-aged monk was shocked, someone actually walked behind him without noticing it, doesn't this mean that he can be easily killed!

The strength of the dragon realm was surging, the muscles were tense like the roots of an old tree, and his face was red in an attempt to break through the shackles!

"Little mouse who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

A low voice sounded in his ears, the momentum he had brought up was suppressed, the big hand on his head increased his strength, and his skull creaked, as if he was overwhelmed!

The head was controlled by a big hand and turned around, and at this time, the middle-aged monk finally saw "his" face clearly, a huge body three or four meters tall, a strong muscular body covered with a layer of blue-black metallic skin, with a cow's head, a dark golden nose ring on the nose, and two sharp horns bent back!

Next to "him" stood a monster of the same size, but with a horse's head, compared to the hideousness of the bull-headed monster, the horse-headed monster was dressed in white, and had a sense of civility and politeness, staring at the middle-aged monk and saying:

"Cui Yu, three hundred and seventy-two years old, was born into a family of ordinary monks, with a tyrannical personality, at the age of twelve, he killed the maid who overturned the cup, skinned it, and buried the body in the garden, and then became obsessed with killing, and for more than three hundred years, a total of 7,323 people were killed......

One crime after another was told by the horse's head, Cui Yu looked hideous, and he also knew his situation, and when he broke the jar, he said viciously:

"What if I killed you, do you want to avenge those guys? It's a pity, I've put their skins one by one in my bedroom and watch them every day, hahahaha......"

The villagers couldn't help but feel chills down their spines when they listened to Cui Yu's arrogant words, if it weren't for this group of monsters coming, they might also be skinned and hung in the bedroom, as an ornament, and the unjust soul would never be able to be reborn!

But this beast-faced monster with a human body has a hideous appearance, and it is not a good kind at first glance!

"Revenge!"

The horse-headed monster snorted and spewed out a fishy white mist, choking Cui Yu with nausea!

Syllable!

Cui Yu's face appeared with a red mark on his palm, and several teeth spit on the ground along with blood, the sharp pain made his ruthlessness subside a lot, and he stared at the horse-headed monster with some fear!

"Remember, Lao Tzu is a horse face, he is a bull head, he is a person from the underworld, and all the guys who are about to live are captured by us and the pair of black and white brothers!"

Ma Mian glanced at him with disdain, this guy still thought that he was one of those weak people who was bullied by him, and he dared to put on a show!

"Bull head and horse noodles! Then why are you arresting me, I just killed a few lowly mortals! What do I have the most! ”

Cui Yu seemed to grasp the life-saving straw and screamed frantically, but his jaw was removed by the bull's head, and he couldn't speak, so he could only make a "uh-uh-uh" sound!

"No matter what your sin is, Cui Yu, you should go to the eighteenth layer of hell for your Yangshou! We're here to take you away! ”

Ma Mian took out a small notebook, on which was written in Dao pattern: Cui Yu, Shouyuan is over!

They don't bother to care if this guy is evil or not, anyway, even if you are in the yang world, as long as you come to the underworld, all the sins will be doubled on them as criminal laws!

As for the reason why Niu Tou Ma Mian made a move, it was only because he was too arrogant, and he dared to say that the karma of their netherworld was fake, wasn't this a slap in the face?

Originally, this Cui Yu would not be killed in a few days, but since he had encountered it, Niu Tou would send him to hell in advance!

The yin qi turned into a pitch-black chain, with a strange power, and it was set on Cui Yu's body, and he fell to the ground after screaming, losing his breath of life!

The horse held the light in his hand, the bull's head and horns bloomed with black light, the ghostly aura was permeated, and the howls of countless ghosts came out, it was June, as if it was in the cold winter!

The gate made of white bones slowly opened, and the head of the bull and the face of the horse stepped into the netherworld.

"Underworld ......"

Zhang Hong fell to the ground, muttering this term with magical power, and couldn't help but be stunned!

In the netherworld, countless similar-looking bulls and horses walked through the city!

There is a huge bronze mirror standing in the city, the bronze mirror is as smooth as water, but it does not reflect any appearance, it seems to be a waste product!

There are six small light gates suspended above the bronze mirror, and under the bronze mirror is a pitch-black vortex, just a simple glance will swallow the soul!

Countless bullheads and horses lined up in a long line, and they methodically threw the collected souls in front of the bronze mirror!

Ma Mian threw Cui Yu's soul in front of the bronze mirror, and a flash of light flashed, and in an instant, all his crimes were imprinted in the void, and finally changed into a line of words:

Eighteen layers of hell for three thousand years!

Then, the dark vortex swirled and sucked his soul in, and what awaited him was a three-thousand-year-long sightseeing of hell! And it's a hands-on participatory experience, and you'll be in the most awake state at all times!

Standing in the void, he and Xu Le looked at the dungeon that had slowly established order, and the bull head and horse noodles were all differentiated by a little origin of Xudu, and turned into ghosts to carry out the mission of seducing souls!

"The deity, those supreme beings have gone into hiding, we will send ghost pawns to find them, as long as they reach the end of their life, we will take care of them!"

Yu Du opened his mouth lightly, the gourd hanging on his chest was already pinned to his waist, the original divine power converged, turned into a ghost and a shadow, constantly absorbing the laws of the netherworld for transformation, it only takes a few decades to give birth to a powerful extreme weapon!

Xu Le used the laws of the inner world as a template, and laid out the general trend to protect the netherworld and prevent it from being easily broken!

A terrifying chain of gods climbed all over the membrane, and then slowly escaped into it to hide, once there is a guy who doesn't know whether to live or die wants to come to the netherworld to plunder, it will touch the formation, the god chain links the origin of the netherworld, which can be called the emperor-level combat power, enough to shock and kill most enemies!