The Second Dharma King smiled coldly, "What a sharp mouth and sharp teeth, when I capture you, I will definitely send you to the hell of pulling out your tongue." ”

Han Mo snorted amusedly, "I can get here, how can you say that you will take it?" ”

The Second Dharma King sneered, "If it weren't for the Third Dharma King's soft-heartedness and falling for your tricks, you would have been waiting for the trial in the Judgment Hall a long time ago." ”

"Soldiers don't get tired of deceit."

"A good soldier is not tired of cheating, are all the mages in the world shameless like you?"

"Second Dharma King, accumulate some virtue for yourself, it doesn't matter if you are tyrannical in the underworld, but if you come to the world, believe me, you will understand the power of the mage in the world." Han Mo said lightly.

The Second Dharma King looked up and laughed, "Afraid? This king has been rampant in the two worlds of the underworld for thousands of years, I don't know how many powerful ghosts and demons have been killed, you are a human mage arrogant in front of me, do you really think you are amazing? ”

"A human mage can teach you a lesson."

"Is it just your ghost-catching spell?" Han Mo said in a deep voice: "Daomen spells have been inherited for thousands of years, and the power comes from the Sanqing Patriarch, but I didn't expect it to become a spell to catch ghosts in your mouth."

It seems that your second Dharma King is used to being arrogant in the underworld, and even the Sanqing Patriarch can't get into your eyes......"

"What a sharp tooth."

Han Mo in the shadows, give instructions to the illusioned self, what are you talking about, try his tricks for me.

After that, Han Mo's right hand in front of the Second Dharma King stretched out, white light entwined, and a long sword slowly appeared. He took a step on his right foot and said without fear: "Second Dharma King, I will let you understand the power of human magic. ”

The Second Dharma King snorted coldly, his arms spread, and an extremely powerful ghost qi gushed out, shuttling around him like a black dragon.

Han Mo looked at this scene with a solemn face, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, a fierce sword aura roared away.

"Kid trick!"

The Second Dharma King sneered, pushed out his palms, and the powerful ghost qi wrapped around him turned into a fierce black dragon and rushed up.

The ghost qi black dragon stretched out its claws and grabbed the sword qi, crushing the sword qi to pieces.

Han Mo's feet moved, and he used his body technique to stagger the ghostly black dragon, and ran directly towards the second law king.

The second Dharma King looked contemptuous, and did not take Han Mo in his eyes at all. In the next second, two figures collided together.

The sound of a violent collision echoed through the entrance of the hell, echoing the sound of ghosts crying from the hell. Ripples of terrifying power rippled out, knocking the demons who had just stood up to the ground again.

The Great Dharma King looked at the fierce battle situation and said to himself: "I can't imagine that a little Taoist priest in the human world with a shallow cultivation can fight with the Second Dharma King to such a point, it's really unexpected. ”

The white light and the ghostly aura are intertwined, and they continue to spread out.

Han Mo and the second Dharma King were separated at a touch, and then collided in a more fierce attitude.

The two fought as one, unable to tell who was who. Lying on the ground, the ghost who was relatively lightly injured actually held his head and looked at the battle circle leisurely.

There was horror and disbelief in his eyes, and he was relieved in his heart.

Han Mo can fight with the Second Dharma King to such a point, and they are not ashamed to lose in the hands of Han Mo......

The souls of the dead in hell were affected by the breath and became manic. A shrill ghostly cry came from the entrance.

A dark place in hell, where rocks rise. In the center was a large pool of blood, in which the spirits of the dead screamed and gushed like fish.

Directly east of the blood pool, there are five figures......

These five people are none other than the King of Jizo and the four holy monks under his throne, and at this moment, they are chanting sutras to transcend the blood pool of souls.

And this pool of blood is the hell of the pool of blood.

"Bodhisattva, why did the souls of the dead in the Blood Pool Hell suddenly become manic?"

"The Buddha said that the four are all empty......"

"Amitabha!"

The holy monk who asked the king of Jizo folded his hands and continued to chant.

The blood pool hell seemed to be boiling, the bubbles continued, and the screams of the revenants became more intense.

"Bodhisattva, save our ......"

The Revenant's face contorted, and he stretched out his hand towards the Jizo King Bodhisattva. King Jizo Bodhisattva opened his eyes and looked at the painful souls, "Amitabha, the four great holy monks, you go out to stop the battle at the entrance to hell. ”

"Yes."

The four holy monks got up and left the Blood Pool Hell.

"Amitabha!"

"Thank you Jizo King Bodhisattva......"

King Jizo said to himself: "Thousands of years ago, Zhong Tianshi broke into the Reincarnation Division, made trouble in the eighteen layers of hell, and released thousands of souls, which once caused chaos in the underworld.

I don't know what the consequences will be this time. ”

At the mention of Zhong Kui, the souls in the blood pool hell immediately quieted down, and a look of reverence flashed in their eyes.

At the entrance to hell, the battle is becoming more and more intense.

In just a few minutes, Han Mo and the Second Dharma King had been fighting for more than ten rounds, and the Second Dharma King was shocked, he really didn't expect that a human mage would be so difficult.

He was reincarnated as the second Dharma King, but this time, he lost face in front of his subordinates.

He stared at Han Mo coldly, "Don't entangle with you, take me a move." ”

The two Dharma Kings changed their hands and changed the sealing method, and the ghosts and qi all over their bodies were intertwined, forming a huge net and heading towards Han Moshu. Han Mo waved his long sword, and the sword qi was staggered and horizontal, blocking the way of the ghost qi giant net.

Snort!

As soon as the two forces come into contact, they erode each other......

The Second Dharma King pushed with both hands, and the huge net of ghost qi suddenly dispersed, turning into hundreds of wisps of ghost qi and surging towards Han Mo.

Han Mo's face changed, and the long sword thrust into the ground, and a white light curtain rose from the ground, stopping the ghost qi. The sneering continued, and the ghost qi quickly broke through the white light curtain and shot towards Han Mo's body.

Wisps after wisps, Han Mo staggered back, his hair scattered, extremely embarrassed.

"Go!"

The second Dharma King grabbed the ghost qi in front of him with both hands, twisted it into a stick, and threw it out with all his might, and the stick hit Han Mo in the chest accurately.

Han Mo's figure flew out upside down and slammed into the ground, kicking up dust and dust all over the ground.

And the Dharma King walked up quickly and stared at Han Mo with cold eyes, "You are defeated." ”

Han Mo smiled faintly, "The Second Dharma King of the Reincarnation Division is nothing more than that. ”

"Come, take him."

"Yes!"

One by one, the ghosts almost saw that Han Mo was defeated, showed a look of joy, quickly got up from the ground, and rushed up with the soul hooking rope.

The ghost cha grabbed Han Mo with the soul hook rope and looked at the second Dharma King with a smile, "Dharma King, what to do with him?" ”

"Take it to the Great Hall of Judgment and wait for the Wheel King to hear it himself."

"Yes."

As he spoke, the ghost cha took Han Mo and planned to enter the hell immediately. Han Mo, who was hiding in the shadows, saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile.

Very good......

As long as the demon sent him to the judgment hall, the guards at the entrance to the hell would be weakened instantly, and at that time, he would have no trouble wanting to enter the hell.

"Wait."

Just then, a voice came from the entrance to the hell.

The two Dharma Kings looked over and saw the King of Jizo sitting down on the Four Great Holy Monks, and he asked suspiciously, "Four Great Holy Monks, aren't you waiting for the soul of the dead in the Blood Pool Hell?" ”

"Amitabha...... The battle you're waiting for is too heavy to make the hellish soul very manic and unable to surpass. Hearing this, the second Dharma King said: "Holy monk, don't worry, the battle is over." ”

The Four Great Saint Monks shook their heads, "Dharma King, the battle hasn't started yet. ”

"Holy monk, what do you mean by that?"

"Please."

The four holy monks formed handprints, and a ray of golden light shot out from their palms and landed on Han Mo's body. Suddenly, Han Mo's figure began to fade, and finally turned into a piece of paper.

Seeing this scene, the Second Dharma King's face sank, "Holy monk, what does this mean?" ”

"Amitabha...... Your Holiness, you have been fighting against it just now. Hearing this, the Second Dharma King's eyes widened suddenly, and he shot out two rays of light, and drank in a deep voice, "Impossible." ”

When Han Mo saw the paper figure exposed, he glared at the four holy monks with resentment, and scolded in a low voice: "Dead bald donkey, it's really a lot of things. ”