The Taoist is helpless, and he actually feels a little regretful in his heart, but this kid, as a junior, is so faceless and has to fight, so he has to teach him a hard lesson!

The sword box clicked crisply, and a strange magic sword with a whole body and a seal word 'Prison Town' appeared, and in an instant, the yin wind was howling, the black clouds were rolling, the ghosts were crying, and the heavens and the earth were dark, exuding a terrifying and terrifying coercion, just like this sword, it can really suppress hell!

The Heavenly Master Sword let out a sharp and loud sword roar, and a coercion that did not lose the slightest bit of the suppression of the prison dispersed, and the majesty of the King was provoked, and he was extremely angry!

In the next second, the tip of the Prison and the Heavenly Master's Sword were together, the heavens and the earth were silent, and gold and black divided the street into two contrasting worlds.

Li Qiufan was startled when he saw that the Heavenly Master Sword actually had such divine might, and suddenly understood, and scolded the Heavenly Master Sword angrily: "Okay, you dog, it turns out that for a long time, you have been pretending to be stupid with Lao Tzu, slippery, and never really capable of fighting, if you can't handle that black broken sword today, Lao Tzu doesn't want to break you, I'm a son of a bitch!" ”

The Heavenly Master's sword hummed, sending out a powerful belief that he would win, and the ancient seal on the sword's body erupted with several zhang of golden light, and the prison was immediately suppressed.

The Taoist was dazzled and full of envy, and muttered to himself: "It is worthy of being a holy relic coveted by every Dao Sect mage, it is really domineering!" ”

"But even if I don't have a prison, I still have eighteen prisons! Boy, even if you are not a demon, you have to pay the price for your arrogance! ”

The human world has stood in the Three Realms for 10,000 years, and has always been the place where the human race rests, with the mercy of Heaven and the rules of the Great Dao, no matter the ghosts and gods come to the world, they have their own avenue constraints, and their strength is greatly reduced, and there are also countless sages with great wisdom and great perseverance to create a variety of powerful spells, and there are also countless innate artifacts mastered by human beings, all of the above, forming an eternal backbone of the human race, supporting the human race that should be the weakest in the Three Realms, and has been thriving and enduring in the face of countless catastrophes. Never extinct.

And the Heavenly Master Sword and this Hell Suppression Sword are the two very important innate magic weapons in this backbone, although they have no substance, they contain supreme power that is feared by gods and ghosts! But obviously, the Heavenly Master Sword has a higher status than the Prison Suppression.

At this moment, the king's domineering spirit was completely revealed, and after this matter passed, Li Qiufan would inevitably have to settle accounts with him, but right now, the Heavenly Master Sword didn't care about this, but frantically attacked and suppressed this also great prison suppression sword, showing his majesty!

Although the Taoist knew that Li Qiufan was not the demon cultivator he had guessed at the beginning, his attitude towards himself really made the Taoist angry, and no matter what, it was an indisputable fact that this kid was in company with sneakers, even if he was suppressed today, it was expected that his master would not dare to say anything!

Besides, looking at the entire spell world, there is that sect that dares to point fingers at him, or the organization behind him?!

Eighteen peachwood swords represent eighteen layers of hell!

The peachwood sword instantly flew to the top of Li Qiufan's head, front and back, left and right, and the position was irregular, but Li Qiufan understood that the position of these eighteen peachwood swords corresponded to the position of the eighteenth layer of hell in the underworld.

The sky suddenly became pitch black, and in the darkness, countless ghosts could be clearly heard screaming horribly, as if they were being tortured in unimaginable ways.

Li Qiufan stood in place in a daze, although he had opened the eyes of heaven and would not become blind, but as far as he could see, it was not a real human scene, but eighteen layers of hell, countless ghosts were suffering from painful punishment day and night, after seeing Li Qiufan, he let out a terrible and penetrating desperate roar, stretched out his hand, and poured all over the world, as if begging him to take him out of the sea of suffering!

"The ghostly spirit of the Eight Classics... What a weird spell, it can actually create a small underground!

"Boy, if you kowtow immediately and admit your mistakes, and then kill those sneaky people, for the sake of you being the master of the Heavenly Master Sword, I can spare your life!"

Suddenly there was a Taoist indifferent voice above his head, Li Qiufan didn't look up, looked ahead, and lightly spit out a few words: "Put your shit!" Let's see how Dao Ye broke your formation! ”

These words almost made the Taoist angry, and he was furious, urging the Eighteen Peerless Sword Formation to suppress it.

Li Qiufan quickly played a blood essence talisman, forming an enchantment with Gang Qi, temporarily blocking the power of the formation, but it was obvious that he couldn't bear it for long, his mind turned sharply, this formation was not trivial, and asked Uncle Wan how to break the formation, but Uncle Wan did not make a move, but let him figure out a way by himself, Li Qiufan was very fine, and naturally understood that although this array was powerful, it could not enter the eyes of Master Wan, and after some quick thinking, Li Qiufan had an idea.

If you summon the eighteen layers of hell to suppress me, then I will ask God to come up and break your little hell!

Biting his middle finger, Li Qiufan was a little in the center of his eyebrows, pinched his hand to ask God to decide, and recited the mantra of God aloud: "Please ask Judge Cui to investigate the case in the underworld, the left hand is thin on life and death, the right hand is hooked with a soul pen, the day is the sun, the night is broken, the hell is wronged, the people and ghosts are picked, it is better than a god, the gods and ghosts are all obeying the order, the bull head and the horse face are protecting the left and right, rewarding the good and punishing the evil, managing the life and death of people, the crown of power is ancient and modern, the disciple is pleased, it is coming quickly, and the divine soldiers are as urgent as the law!" ”

After reciting the incantation, Li Qiufan instantly felt that the ghostly aura around him was chaotic and retreated, and then a powerful divine thought descended on Li Qiufan from the netherworld, and a majestic divine figure with a height of 100 zhang, dressed in a red robe, and wearing a crown appeared, with a book of life and death in his left hand and a soul hook pen in his right hand, not angry and self-mighty, and his divine power was monstrous! It is Cui Fujun, whose reputation is resounding in the Three Realms!

Cui Fujun, Yin Si Zhengshen, has the supervision of the eighteen prisons, the position of assisting the ten halls of Hades, the ten Yin Shuai, the Yin Si ghosts and the Yasha, all have to listen to their orders, the aliens of people, ghosts, spirits and evils, the creatures of the fetal egg wetting, everything is attributed to the case, and it belongs to the underworld, and the one who is right is endless, the interpretation is endless, the large amount is large, the benevolence is the most benevolent, the underworld Yin Cao, the judge of life and death, and the protector of the king Cui Fujun!

The Taoist sensed Cui Fujun's divine thoughts, and his eyes almost popped out, where did this kid come from? How can you even invite Cui Fu Jun Shennian to come! Especially at the moment, Yin Si and Youdu are in the midst of a fierce battle!

As soon as Cui Fujun appeared, it was immediately difficult for the Eighteen Absolute Hells Sword Array to suppress down half an inch, and the ghostly aura in the Eighteen Little Hells was tumbling and boiling, and it seemed that he was also afraid of this great god.

A majestic voice like thunder roared: "Stinky boy, why do you ask God to call me, what is the situation in the underworld now, don't you know?!" ”

Li Qiufan said respectfully: "Lord Fujun Mingjian, how can the disciple not know how busy he is, he really has to do it, you can look up and see." ”

Cui Fujun's eyes were slightly raised, and he saw the eighteen little hells suspended in mid-air, frowned, and scolded coldly: "Who stole the Yin Si and set up the eighteen little hells in the world?!" ”

The Taoist's legs trembled, and a layer of fine cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, ready to put away the sword array, but no matter how he cast the spell, the sword array could not disperse, so he had to bend down and bow his hand, and greeted Cui Fujun and said: "Xiaodao Sword Three, meet Cui Fujun!" ”

"Sword Three..."Cui Fujun chanted the name twice, and then glanced at the Prison Sword and the Eighteen Little Hells and squinted: "The people of the Three Emperors Palace? The Taoist hurriedly said: "It's Xiaodao." ”

Cui Fujun's voice became more and more stern: "The Three Emperors Palace, peace is hidden, chaos is out, blessing the common people, saving all souls, helping humanity, Ze is eternal, why would he fight with people in the same way, and even suppress the other party with the small hell given by Yin Si?!" ”

"Do you know that in the past, your ancestors fled from the underworld for the town, and the twelve ghost kings in the cholera world did not hesitate to die for martyrdom, and the three souls and seven spirits painted the ground as a prison to suppress the twelve ghost kings, and the heaven and earth were grateful for their heart to subdue demons and defend the way, and the emperor then used his great magical powers to strip off a point of ghostly ghost qi from the eighteen hells, and made a small hell to increase to the descendants of your ancestors, passing it on from generation to generation, killing demons, punishing ghosts and punishing souls, and guarding the world, could it be that you use it to fight with others?!"

"Besides, if this person is a demon cultivator, then he will be fine, but he is a disciple of the Kunlun Pantheon Palace, and you will use a small hell to suppress him? How do you explain that? Why? If your ancestor Dao Sword Immortal knew about your actions today, how would he feel?! ”

Cui Fujun's voice was fierce, and Jian San, who was reprimanded, was speechless and guilty.

"Lord Fujun, this sword formation was imitated by my master after the Little Hell, not the one given by the Emperor..."

Cui Fujun was even more furious when he heard this, and with a wave of the soul hooking pen, a red light flashed, and the small hell suspended above his head was directly cut, and the eighteen peachwood swords were blown up on the spot, and the heavens and the earth returned to clarity.

easily ruined the little hell, Cui Mansion Jun shouted coldly: "Then do you want to sacrifice the real little hell sword array and suppress this mansion together?!" ”

The heavens and the earth shook, the gods were panicked, and a splashing weather machine firmly locked the sword three, and the true god was furious, and the sky and the earth were cracked!

Jian San knew that he was speechless, and knelt on the ground with a puff, not even daring to say, if Cui Fujun wanted to kill him, he would not have the slightest hope of surviving.

At this moment, three figures appeared quietly on the street, a Taoist wearing a shabby Taoist robe and carrying a wooden sword, a monk with a big belly and a smile like Maitreya, and a shirtless, muscular dragon, strong as an iron tower.

"Lord Fujun is angry, this matter is Jian San's mistake, and the three of us apologize to you on his behalf!"

The monk named the Laughing Buddha gave a salute and said to Cui Fujun with a smile.

Cui Fujun's expression was slightly condensed, and he looked at the three of them: "Sword Monarch, Laughing Buddha, Tiefutu, the three of you appeared together, could it be that you are here for this mansion?" ”

As he spoke, Cui Fujun's divine power was raised again, and the space emitted an overwhelmed scream.

The monk hurriedly said: "Lord Fujun said that I laughed, how dare we be disrespectful to you, the existence of the Three Emperors Hall is aimed at maintaining the peace of the world, and Yin Si has always been friendly. ”

Cui Fujun's face softened slightly: "Is this what you mean, or is it the meaning of the Three Emperors Hall as a whole?" ”

The laughing Buddha affirmed: "Naturally, it is the meaning of the Three Emperors Palace, if Yin Si is in need, we are also willing to do our best to help and fight with that hidden capital!" ”

Cui Fujun showed a smile, the divine power quietly disappeared, the three swords gasped, the cold sweat was already soaked through the clothes, the breeze blew, it was cold, Cui Fujun really showed a trace of undisguised killing intent, if it weren't for the master and them to appear, I'm afraid they would really die here! And this damn little Taoist priest is actually a disciple of the Pantheon Palace! What makes Jian San even more puzzling is why Cui Fujun will protect him so much, even if it is the Pantheon Palace, is it more important than the Three Emperors Palace?

Ordinary people may not know, but Cui Fujun knows very well that the Three Emperors Hall is not an ordinary sect, but a mage who has gathered the human race for generations, voluntarily incognito, and secretly guarded the world.

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