"Your Majesty Yan Jun, your subordinates are back to give orders!"

The figures of Shi Lian and Jin Chi appeared in the martial judgment hall, bowed to Xiao Tao who was sitting on the throne, and the blue blue-veined jade gui in his hand floated out and flew forward. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Well, it's hard work, you all go down!"

Xiao Tao stretched out his hand to catch Yugui, with an inexplicable look on his face, his sleeves swayed lightly, and in a blue light, his figure disappeared above the throne.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Shi Lian and Jin Chi bowed to the blue mang on the throne that had not completely disappeared, and then left the Martial Judgment Hall in a black mist.

The female yin spirit next to her also turned around and left, and the things here could not be cleaned up at will without permission.

Outside the Hall of the Yama King, above the magma river, Xiao Tao's figure was surrounded by a blue light, standing in the void. A blue-eyed blue dragon-shaped phantom surrounded him. It was only when the dragon's head was facing the hall that was covered by a golden light in the distance that it paused slightly.

Xiao Tao shook his hand, and the jade gui in his palm flew into the air, and in a blue light, the black stone throne appeared in mid-air, falling towards the magma on the ground.

It was originally like a small tower nailed to the throne, but it suddenly released a blood mist, winding towards the bottom of the throne, and the fall of the black stone throne was slow, but it still slowly fell towards the magma river.

The small tower was already floating, as if desperately trying to stop the fall of the throne, but it was powerless, and it spun rapidly, and pieces of blood mist began to float out of the tower, and began to converge towards the bottom of the blackstone throne.

Finally, the little tower's efforts paid off, and when it was three or four meters above the surface of the lava river, the Blackstone Throne stopped there, as if it were sitting on that cloud of blood, about to float to the shore with the wind.

The figures of Xiao Tao and the others fell from above, sitting cross-legged on the black stone throne, their bodies were still surrounded by a blue light, and the small tower above their heads was desperately pressed down, but they couldn't get close to half of his body.

After the Black Stone Throne carried Xiao Tao's weight, it fell towards the magma river again, and the scorching breath and heat had already made the Black Stone of the Throne below begin to show some signs of browning and graying. And the blood cloud began to dim a little.

The little tower felt the danger here and wanted to escape from it, as if it were a life. However, the invisible restraint from the Blackstone Throne, making it a meter away, seemed to take a lot of effort.

A blood-colored phantom with a human wolf's head suddenly emerged from the small tower, stretched out its sharp beast claws, and grabbed Xiao Tao, who was sitting cross-legged on the throne of the Black Stone.

"Amitabha!"

Xiao Tao clasped his hands together, his face was kind, his eyes were slightly closed, and he whispered Buddhist scriptures. One by one, the "swastika" Buddha seals floated out from in front of him, and finally gathered behind his head, forming a circle of golden light.

The blood-colored phantom of the wolf's head was like a kitten caught in a frying pot with one claw, and half of its arm was instantly plated with a golden light and shadow, making it wave another beast claw, breaking this arm, and then retreating backwards, like avoiding snakes and scorpions, but as if it was bound by something, it slammed and nailed it in mid-air.

The blood-colored phantom couldn't see the face clearly, but it was vaguely seen that it was a wolf head, and the pair of beast eyes with blood light were particularly dazzling, but Xiao Tao's eyes were closed, and he had no intention of snooping and guessing, whether it was hatred or anger in his eyes.

As the blood cloud under the Blackstone Throne approached the magma, the heat was irresistibly scorching, making the blood cloud fainter and lighter, as if it had been evaporated and burned to the evil.

With a blood-colored phantom of the wolf head who was full of unwillingness, but had to do that, he shook his body to the bottom of the Blackstone Throne, burrowed into the blood cloud, and slowly lifted the Blackstone Throne upwards.

The small tower suspended above Xiao Tao's head, at this time, it was as if he had exhausted all his strength and saw the results, and the body of the Linglong Tower, which was originally rotating rapidly, was no longer rotating at this time, and a cloud of blood mist with a slight black glow flew out from the spire and drifted towards the blood cloud under the throne.

A big golden hand stretched out from the halo behind Xiao Tao's head, as if slowly grabbing a cloud of blood mist that was obviously a little different, and then retracted into the halo.

Xiao Tao suddenly opened his eyes, with a point of confusion, two points of surprise, three points of surprise, and four points of understanding. With indifferent joy at the corners of his mouth, he smiled a little and closed his eyes again.

In the blood cloud under the throne of the black stone, there was a strange beast roar, Xiao Tao couldn't hear it, but it seemed to be able to feel it. But at this time, he was silent, unmoving, sitting there with a peaceful face, and the blue light that was originally shrouded in him was replaced by a golden Buddha light at this time. Behind his head, the golden halo grew brighter.

The tower finally released a thread of blood again, but it disappeared into thin air in an instant. It seemed to have lost its strength at the end, and it staggered downward.

An invisible traction force came out from the golden halo behind Xiao Tao's head, winding towards the small tower that was powerless to struggle and resist. Xiao Ta was carried by this force without any struggle, and flew towards the back of Xiao Tao's head, and then stayed there motionless as if he was nailed to the center of the halo.

The scorching magma burned the fire waves, and at the moment when the small tower floated into the golden halo, it was like a patient who had lost his heartbeat, and he was unable to take a breath or two there, and was burned to slag in the blink of an eye, and he could no longer see the blood-colored cloud before. The blood-colored shadow of the wolf's head disappeared beneath the Blackstone Throne as if it had never appeared.

Losing the resistance of the blood cloud and the wolf-headed human phantom, the Black Stone Throne fell into the magma river without any suspense, and Xiao Tao's figure sat on the throne and fell into the magma. Except for a few scurrying flames and lava waves, nothing was left, and everything here was the same as it always looked. Xiao Tao and the Black Stone Throne, as well as the small tower, and the blood cloud, as if they had never appeared.

"Where's the Judge?"

In the Martial Judgment Hall, several underworld generals and underworld soldiers from the underworld looked at the empty Martial Judgment Hall, and asked with suspicious expressions towards the side, which was also empty.

"His Majesty Yan Jun is in retreat, if your Excellency has something to do, you can wait until three months later!"

The figures of Ye Chen and Shi Lian appeared there, their faces slightly stunned, as if the few underworld generals who appeared in front of them were somewhat unexpected by them.

"Hehe, Yan Jun?! It's just a martial judgment in the Ghost Mansion, and I am fortunate to have the order of the Ten Palaces of Yan Jun, who is in charge of the ten cities of the underworld, and the three halls and one prison of the Ghost Mansion, how can He De let me wait for His Majesty! Wen Ju is pedantic, and I promise you, but we have never recognized him as Yan Jun! ”

Sure enough, standing behind the strongest general at the head, another general with a young face, looking like I was just here to find trouble, looked at the two ghost generals of the martial judgment hall in an unkind tone and said.

"Your Majesty is still in retreat, if you have time, you might as well wait here! The ghost mansion is not as prosperous as the underworld, and several of them are all law enforcement generals in one city, but they are not afraid of wronging you! We still have something to do, so we won't bother a few Yaxing! ”

Ye Tao and Shi Lian clasped their fists at several underworld generals, and before they could stop them, their figures had disappeared into a black mist.