Seriously, this prison master gives me a very peculiar feeling.

He is not like other prison masters, who shout and kill when they see me, but can stand here and chat with me calmly.

The most important thing is that he is logical and eloquent, and he doesn't feel like one of the prison masters of the eighteen layers of hell, but like a respected old professor in the university.

is also one of the three giants of the eighteenth layer of hell, and the vain death city lord is simply a martial artist who can only shout and kill.

I can understand the feelings of the prison master, originally, everyone is a revenant, and it is customary to live in the eighteenth layer of hell.

However, the resentment in the Dead City had to spread to both sides, and according to this momentum, it was only a matter of time before the entire eighteenth layer of hell would be affected.

For the prison master, what troubled times are coming, going to the Yang world to grab territory is all empty, and if you don't do it, you have to die a few super S-level powerhouses.

Running your own nest well is the right thing to do.

I couldn't help but look ahead while I was wary of the prison master. I saw that in the dead city, the golden light and the black qi were still blooming everywhere, entangled with each other, but I don't know when, the golden light had suppressed the black qi.

The prison master next to him sighed softly: "He Hongqi is going to win." ”

I couldn't help but say, "You're not going to meddle, are you?" ”

The prison master tilted his head and looked at me, and said, "You want me to make a move?" ”

I shook my head quickly, joking, although He Hongqi can steadily suppress the dead city lord, he may not be able to fight the two of them together.

Although I don't know how capable the Prison Master is, since he is known as one of the three giants of hell, he should be at least a super S-level on an equal footing with the Lord of the Dead City.

The Prison Master turned his head and said; "Actually, we don't like to kill the city lord in vain, the resentment in him is so heavy that he gradually loses his mind."

"So far, he can still maintain his limited sanity, but we all know that the death of the city lord will not last long."

"Once he loses his mind, the eighteenth layer of hell will experience an internal strife, just like the Special Case."

I suddenly realized and said softly: "So the death of the city lord in vain is in the hands of He Hongqi, you are happy to see it, right?" ”

The Prison Master nodded: "This is the best result, he died for the eighteenth layer of hell, and He Hongqi must also pay the price for killing the city lord in vain, for example, the witch magic circle he is about to master!" ”

It dawned on me that He Hongqi killed the city lord in vain, and it would be beneficial but harmless to the prison lord. Because they died a time bomb that was likely to lose their minds, and they could find an excuse to force He Hongqi to comply.

The point is, people are not afraid of me, because this is a conspiracy, even if they know that the other party will use the death of the city lord as an excuse, they have to kill.

None of these guys living in the underground world are good birds!

But on second thought, isn't this the case in the Yang world? The Holy Realm, the Science Society, and the International Federation of Exorcists collude with each other, and the intrigues are no worse than anyone else's.

In contrast, these methods of the prison master may not be as good as others.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly the golden light flashed in front of him, but countless golden runes suddenly lit up.

Almost at the same time, the Dead City Lord screamed suddenly.

The golden runes wandered through the streets and alleys of the Vain Death City, and then gathered quickly around the Lord of the Vain Death City.

Standing on the top of the city and squinting my eyes, it was as if I saw a golden sun getting brighter and brighter, and the center of the sun was the first city lord of the eighteen layers of hell who could fight in vain.

The golden light was dazzling, and the yang energy was so compelling that the prison master next to him couldn't help but close his eyes.

Only I am not afraid of yang energy, and I am intoxicated to look at all kinds of runes, which gradually converge into a gossip figure.

☰ (Dry)! ☵ (Can)! ☶ (Gen)! ☳ (Shock)!

☱ (Redeem)! ☷ (Kun)! ☲ (Off)! ☴ (Tatsumi)!

This is the innate gossip created by the ancestors!

The vain death city lord screamed: "I don't accept it! I'm not convinced! ”

He Hongqi didn't say a word, but his body flew out upside down and stood firmly at the head of the city.

He clasped his hands together and slapped the ground heavily, and in an instant, the golden runes spun up, enveloping the Dead City Lord.

In the face of the dazzling bright light, even I had to bow my head slightly, not daring to look again.

It wasn't until the strong light gradually dimmed that I couldn't help but look up, and there was only a looming gossip pattern left where the city lord was standing.

If you look closely, in the center of the Bagua Array, there is still a black resentment that is constantly distorting and struggling, but under the golden runes, this resentment is still shrinking until it disappears.

I know that that wisp of resentment is actually a trace of the existence of the city lord in vain.

I am full of admiration, these days, those who can fight alone to kill the super S-level are fierce people, especially in the vain city, where the vain city lord still occupies the home advantage.

With this strength, I feel that I am not much worse than my grandfather and His Majesty the God Emperor.