Several monks dressed in fish-scale official uniforms came towards the south of the underworld with great momentum, and others were too busy to dodge, not daring to stand in the way.

Nan Ming's footsteps stopped.

Slowly turned half of his body, facing a few people with his side face, the blood sword at his waist was suddenly pulled out, and he said coldly: "What's the matter?"

I saw that he had a calm posture, with no fear on his face, and he did not run away.

The arrest of those inspectors looked at each other and felt a little strange.

However, the bad attitude did not change: "The Imperial Court Supervision Department is here, and I am ordered to arrest you and bring you to justice! Why don't you arrest you immediately?"

They were all loud, as if they were doing something.

Nan Ming seemed to be slightly stunned, and then his sword eyebrows were raised, and his voice was faint: "I don't know what happened below?"

"Hmph, where is so much nonsense, catch him!"

Several arrest envoys glanced at each other, and their eyes were fierce, and they all surrounded each other.

Lin Hao's figure was quietly retreating.

It's not that he wants to escape, his hands have been put on the special lock spirit ring of the Heavenly Workshop, and his spiritual power is imprisoned.

With the strength of the peak of the Spiritual Pivot Realm, he can't break free.

He was only worried about being seen by the "nameless", and in anger, he shot directly at himself...... If you really lose your life, wouldn't you be wronged?

Of course, Nanming didn't forget about him, but he didn't take it to heart either.

He was thinking about how to get rid of these troublemakers reasonably and avoid subsequent troubles.

Although what he is more afraid of is boredom than trouble.

But behind these people is the Tianque Imperial City, if you fight the small one, it will attract the big one, and if you hit the big one, it will attract the bigger one...... I'm afraid that in a few days, he will slaughter this imperial city.

After thinking about it, several arrest envoys had each used a magic weapon and attacked head-on.

Two of them, one on the left and one on the right, each threw out a purple gold chain and swept it towards Nanming's ankle. The other person held a black jade seal in his hand, jumped high, and smashed it down on the top of his head.

The three of them are extremely skillful in cooperating, and obviously don't know how many times they have practiced.

"Sonorous!"

With two crisp sounds in succession, the purple gold chain broke in response, and then the tip of the sword slashed upward, cutting the black jade seal from it, and the person was cut in two.

Hey?

Seeing the crimson blood rain sprinkled all over the sky, Nan Ming couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but he misestimated the other party's cultivation strength.

Could it be that these people are not even in the realm of supernatural powers?

He knew that Lin Hao was a cultivator at the peak of the Lingshu Realm, and since these people could catch Lin Hao, they should at least have a Divine Ability Realm. And when these three people walked, they were respectful and inferior in no particular order, and they were obviously almost the same in status, so they should all have the same cultivation......

This is the reasoning of the South Underworld.

All along, he has relied on meticulous observation and meticulous reasoning to accurately estimate the strength of the ants, so that he can be like a fish in water in various "battles" and act seamlessly.

Only this time, there seems to be some error.

But he didn't know that the remaining two people on the other side were even more shocked than him.

"He, he, he...... Actually smashed the Zhen Spirit Seal?!"

"This is impossible, it is the pure gold and jade tempered by the Heavenly Workshop, indestructible!"

The face of the arresting envoy turned pale.

As everyone knows, the lock spirit ring, the town spirit seal, and the prison spirit chain specially made by the Heavenly Workshop are the forbidden weapons used by the imperial dynasty to capture cultivators and criminals.

They can interfere with the operation of the monk's spiritual power, and if they come into contact with it, the spiritual power in the body will flow out like a torrent and be quickly absorbed.

Even if you attack with weapons, you can't avoid it.

These arrest envoys were holding forbidden weapons, not only could they easily clean up Lin Hao, but even against ordinary Divine Power Realm cultivators, they could entangle them for a long time.

But they could not have imagined that the one on the other side was a completely fake monk.

His spiritual power is temporarily taken from the surroundings every time he "makes a move", which can be regarded as a special effect for the move, and there is no half of spiritual power in his body at all......

Nan Ming sighed in his heart.

Since one of them is dead, it's useless to keep the rest, right?

He simply stabbed to death the two arresting envoys who were retreating in terror, and let them be companions on the Huangquan Road.

Then, he looked at Lin Hao.

The latter trembled and ran away.

Nan Ming raised his hand casually, grasped it with five fingers, and the invisible energy suddenly turned into a big hand and grabbed it back.

"Why did you frame me?" he asked indifferently.

"You, you...... Don't be rampant! I know who you are, you're the same as me!"

Lin Hao was pinched uncomfortably, his face turned red, I don't know whether he was annoyed or angry, or he couldn't breathe, "It's just a few days earlier than me, what's the big deal......?

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

Since meeting this "nameless", his fortune has taken a sharp turn for the worse, and bad things have followed. This made him wonder if his protagonist's aura was inferior to the other party, so he was suppressed.

"You know?"

Nan Ming's heart moved, his pupils shrank, and he seemed to be extremely shocked, but he pretended not to move.

He glanced left and right, and the people around him had already gone when the arrester was killed, for fear of getting into trouble. So as soon as the strength in his hand was retracted, he pulled Lin Hao closer and lowered his voice, "You are also from over there?"

"Put me down, or I won't tell you anything. ”

"Do you have the qualifications to negotiate terms with me?"

A flash of annoyance appeared on Nan Ming's face, his five fingers tightened slightly, and the invisible pressure suddenly increased, violently crushing Lin Hao's chest.

Not good......

He quickly gathered some strength, worried that one would accidentally pinch the soft worm to death.

At the same time, his head turned away, avoiding a mouthful of blood rushing to his face.

"I ...... I said......"

Lin Hao was as angry as a gossamer, his face was as white as paper, and he immediately wanted to admit it.

For a moment now, he felt the tongue of death gently licking his face, as if he was about to return to Huangquan in the next moment.

Suddenly, an angry snort came from the depths of the ghost gathering, and a monk in green clothes wearing a fanged mask broke through the air and appeared in front of the two in an instant.

The majestic aura swept in all directions, and the surroundings were suddenly silent.

"Ghost, Ghost Saint Senior?"

Lin Hao was ecstatic, and his excited voice broke the silence, "Senior save me!" I am Lin Hao, I have the name you gave me!"

"You?"

The ghost saint Fu Xiao looked at him suspiciously, and after thinking for a long time, he remembered who "Lin Hao" was. Looking at Nanming again, the white-haired monk was very familiar.

His tone was cold: "Why are you guys again? Repeatedly fighting in the ghost set, don't you take this seat in your eyes?"

"Senior, wronged! You misunderstood, it's not me ......"

"There is no need to quibble, anyone who makes trouble in the ghost gathering will be killed!"

Fu Xiao's voice was as cold as ice, and he couldn't say anything at all, just a palm slap.

This made Lin Hao shocked, and said in his heart, the script shouldn't be written like this!

The last time I came, this ghost saint obviously had a good eye on himself, and he also personally sent out a VIP order, so he was familiar with his face.

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