Regarding the words of the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King, Mo Chengjun didn't believe it very much.

Just kidding, it's good that he can believe half of the ghost words said by the ghost king he captured.

Moreover, Mo Chengjun is very confident.

He is no longer the little person who has to be honest in exchange for living space.

He is an inspecting immortal official, and he is also the co-master of the heavenly court, even if this netherworld is the tiger's den of Longtan, so what?

If he breaks through, he breaks through!

With this idea, Mo Chengjun listened to the opinion of the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King, but he didn't listen to it.

Just let the ghost king point in the right direction, and once again used the 'Fake Technique' to cover his breath, and disappeared in the same place.

It's just that this time, it finally made Mo Chengjun understand what it means to not listen to the old ghost and suffer in front of you......

The first wave of enemies he encountered was not a powerful ghost, but a vast number of ghost locusts.

This thing is somewhat similar to the pests of the Yang World, and it is not as powerful as it is, but it can't hold up too many of them, and it is endless, like a moving desert.

Everywhere he passed, it was dark, his bones were ecstatic, and he could eat almost everything.

When Mo Chengjun found out from afar, it was already too late, this thing was overwhelming, what was covering, what was transforming, and even because the spiritual intelligence was too low, even the breath deterrence had no effect.

Unless you turn around and run, you can't avoid it at all!

After a moment of hesitation, Mo Chengjun chose hard steel, directly wrapped in pitch-black yin thunder, like a walking thunderball, and crashed into it.

His idea is very simple, anyway, the ghost locust's attack power is not strong, and it can't break through his defense, just kill it directly.

Unfortunately, although the ghost locust did not have much intelligence, it was driven by instinct to follow his movements and constantly change direction.

The 'yellow sand' in the sky is almost a collision that does not know life and death, blocking, following, and stumbling......

In the end, Mo Chengjun had to gather the ghost mist from all directions again, and use the method of yin and thunder to lead the thunder tribulation to fall.

I saw that hundreds of pitch-black thunderbolts slashed down together,

Everywhere I passed, I don't know how many ghost locusts were directly vaporized, black smoke rose from the clouds, and the air was filled with a pungent scorch.

But do you think Mo Chengjun is ready to kill the Quartet?

Wrong!

He seized this opportunity, and the escape method was pushed to the extreme, and disappeared into the distance in an instant.

Just kidding, the swarm of ghost locusts like a moving desert is too numerous to count, although he is not afraid, but fighting them here is a problem with his brain.

The most important thing is whether it is good to kill it, and he has to consume his own divine power reserves, and he will not do this kind of loss-making business.

But he flew out only a thousand miles, and he hit the second hurdle - scattered yin wind!

It must be a matter of topography, and the eagle's beak-like stretching mountain wall plays a very unique magnifying role when the wind blows by.

As a result, the sound of crying is like a young woman's sobbing, which arouses curiosity.

But you have to be really curious, the continuous yin wind can blow your seven spirits to dissipate.

This is, scatter the yin wind!

Mo Chengjun's merit golden body is strong enough, but under this yin wind, the yin god who was almost blown away from his body.

It was also because he reacted fast enough that he directly cut off half of the mountain with brute force, so that the scattered yin wind should be in the right direction, and he escaped.

At this moment, Mo Chengjun really didn't dare to underestimate this yin land, and when he moved forward, he was also a lot more careful.

But thousands of miles away, he encountered the third 'catastrophe'.

It was a ghost-devouring boy composed of a head, corpse, hands and feet, the size of thousands of zhang, which had existed for an unknown number of years, and it was not known how many unjust souls it had devoured.

The chaotic will is entangled, causing it to be completely driven by instinct, rolling like a ball, capable of devouring everything it encounters in its path.

Including ghosts, ghosts, rocks, land, ......

This thing is the product of extreme resentment, as long as the yin qi is endless, it is difficult to kill.

They are a bit like the desolate beasts of the Yang World, no matter how powerful you say, but the size is there, and no one wants to provoke them.

Mo Chengjun naturally didn't provoke it, but this thing seemed to be able to see Mo Chengjun's essence, so he chased after him excitedly, and he had to die.

Of course, Mo Chengjun would not get used to him, and he used a lot of means, but he was about to break it.

But this thing doesn't stop because it gets hurt.

You can imagine that a ghost-devouring monster that has been dismantled into seventeen or eighteen sections can still climb separately and attack you.

That scene, that kind of chill, rose from the bottom of my heart.

In the end, Mo Chengjun directly suppressed it with spatial supernatural powers, divided them piece by piece, burned them with ghost fire, and burned them to ashes before he was able to leave.

Note that he just chose to leave, as for whether this thing was killed?

Mo Chengjun himself didn't know.

Because as long as there is a piece left, it can continue to grow through devouring.

However, after this incident, Mo Chengjun didn't say a word, and directly slipped out of the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King and beat him up.

The Heavenly Thunder Ghost King, who has blue and purple skin and is slender, was completely purple skin when he beat him, and his whole body was swollen like a ball.

"You're looking at my jokes, watching my jokes, aren't you?"

"I asked you to be your guide, don't you know? Didn't you see me laughing? ”

"If I'm not happy, you're going to be unlucky; Or will I kill you and change you to another guide? ”

After a full hour, Mo Chengjun finally vented all his dissatisfaction, and the Heavenly Reggae King was able to speak well.

"Lord Xianguan, it's not that I don't want to show the way, it's really that the ghost swallowing boy is already the best to deal with.

But on its left, there is a territory of jealousy and hatred of the bamboo forest, which stretches for dozens of miles, and as long as you enter, you will fall into a state of ghost hitting the wall.

If you don't turn in it for dozens of days, you won't come out at all.

On the right, there is the famous foul-smelling swamp.

As the name suggests, it stinks so bad that even the most disgusting dungheap ghosts don't want to go there.

Even if we are just passing by, we will be contaminated with a foul smell, which can be smelled for hundreds of miles, and it cannot be removed. ”

Mo Chengjun straightened his waist and asked, "So, you mean I blame you?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare.

That's it, Lord Xianguan may not know much about us here, don't look at the ghost swallowing boy is difficult, in fact, he found the right way, this thing is very easy to deal with? ”

"How?"

"Because I have swallowed too many ghost things, this thing tends to be close to nothing, and it is as timid as a mouse, as long as it encounters a large number of them.

Even if it was a ghost locust, it didn't dare to do anything. ”

"So, what do you mean is to gather a wave of resentful ghosts and march forward into a large army?"

"This, ahem, it's still Lord Xianguan, you are in charge, you are in charge!"

"In that case, what do you think of that army of resentful ghosts?"

As he spoke, Mo Chengjun pointed ahead, and saw that at the end of his vision, there was a boundless ghost aura, faintly visible, and countless powerful ghosts and ghosts were surging.

The Heavenly Thunder Ghost King tried his best to open his swollen eyes, and after a while, he couldn't help but smile: "That's the banner of the Red Blood Ghost King, it should be the Netherworld who left behind me, but I didn't expect that I actually chose the same direction as me."

I guess it's the same plan as me, I want to find a place to live in peace on the Terran side. ”

"Spend your days in peace?"

Mo Chengjun's face was strange, and he asked, "Do you call attacking the ghost city of Yin Tu and calling it Ansheng?" ”

The Heavenly Thunder Ghost King exclaimed with a look of aggrief: "Lord Xianguan, believe it or not, I am really ready to occupy a piece of land and manage it well." ”

"Let's not talk about this, I just ask you, if I abolish the Red Blood Demon King, will you be able to control this ghost army?"

"Yes, of course. To put it mildly, my Heavenly Reggae King is also a bit famous, and he came forward to recruit some rangers to scatter bravely, but he is not ready to be caught. ”

"In that case, then come. Boundless ghost mist, thunder in all directions, listen to my orders, fall! Fall! Fall! ”

Boom Boom,

Cracking sound!

It was a full quarter of an hour of thunder bombardment, and everywhere the dark thunder passed, everything flew to ashes.

As a result, the Red Blood Ghost King completely disappeared from heaven and earth with his personal guards, and tens of thousands of resentful ghost armies were absorbed by the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King.

As a result, the throne of the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King, which was composed of the corpses of resentful ghosts, was lifted up again.

Under the veil, Mo Chengjun sat on the main seat, and the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King stood aside, bowing and bending, as respectful as he wanted.

In the outside world, there are tens of thousands of resentful ghosts, some ghosts will open the way, some ghosts will clean the streets, some happy and mournful ghosts will hold signs, and some ghosts will beat gongs.

Knocking and beating along the way, the pomp is huge, not majestic, not lively!

It's the direction of progress, and it's dropped!

In Mo Chengjun's opinion, it was completely unnecessary to be so noisy, but he didn't expect that those messy ghosts in the Yin Earth World seemed to be quite comfortable with this trick.

Everywhere I passed, I was stunned, and there was nothing to come and collide with.

What surprised Mo Chengjun even more was that the number was too much, but in fact?

Hell, you can fly!

They don't weigh much, and they don't sway slowly.

After gathering into a ghost army, under the command of the ghost king, it seems that it has also triggered an ability similar to the 'art of war', with a ghostly aura and a bonus to speed.

After such a toss, I passed through the Bleeding Basin, Ghost Skull Mountain and other places, but there was nothing wrong.

Even after encountering the team of the other ghost king, he consciously avoided the side and gave way.

That's it, this ghost king let it, but Mo Chengjun didn't let it.

In the words of the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King, the more the army of resentful ghosts, the better, and the more there are, the more powerful the ghost king, the more taboo-free he is.

Therefore, Mo Chengjun took another shot to destroy the ghost king and incorporated the ghost army.

If you set off like this, you will indeed be able to pass everywhere you go.

At this time, Mo Chengjun finally affirmed the role of the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King.

So, on the throne of the ghost,

Mo Chengjun looked at the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King and asked rhetorically: "I heard that you have made a lot of prestige in that vain city?" ”

The Heavenly Thunder Ghost King immediately said: "So that Lord Xianguan knows that I was also a Terran monk before I was born, and I was also a true disciple of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, and I was proficient in the Thunder Method."

But the immortal road is difficult, and after seeking an opportunity to die in vain, he is deeply resentful and unwilling.

I don't know how to drop, after entering this netherworld, I realized the law of yin and thunder, and fought rampant.

I have practiced in Bishan for hundreds of years, and I have also entered the netherworld, serving under the command of six ghost kings, and finally won the attention of the king of Songcheng and was promoted to the position of ghost king.

Later, in the name of the king of Song Cheng, I went to the city of vain death to garrison, and under the command of the king of Bian Cheng, I assisted in the management of the city.

Of course, it also plays a supervisory role.

Because of the sharpness of Lei Fa, those resentful ghosts and ghosts were afraid, so they entered the eyes of King Bian Cheng, and finally turned their heads to King Bian Cheng and recognized their duties in the Hall of Reincarnation. ”

At this moment, Mo Chengjun couldn't help but glance at the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King: "Your resume is quite good?" ”

The Heavenly Thunder Ghost King smiled shyly and said modestly: "Eating with a mouthful of rice is a mixed meal, it's nothing." ”

"Then why did you become a deserter, and you have to go to this yin soil to fight the autumn wind?"

"It's not a netherworld yet, so I can't get mixed up."

The Heavenly Thunder Ghost King had a bitter face: "The resentful ghosts are rioting, and the ten halls of Yama are attacking each other, and the fight is inexorable.

And I'm waiting for the ghost king, the ghost king, to put it mildly, it's the horse pawn.

If you don't run, you will die on the battlefield sooner or later. ”

Mo Chengjun asked a key question: "The resentful ghosts rioted, and the ten halls of Yama attacked each other, I have heard this many times.

But the question is, why did they fight? ”

"To be honest, I don't know exactly why.

In fact, the relationship between the ten halls of Yama is not good, and it is common to attack each other, today you beat me, tomorrow I will beat you, don't be too normal.

However, there was a tacit understanding among everyone before, and although there were skirmishes, no one would carry them out in an all-round way.

But this time, this time it was different, it became more and more intense, and it lost its proportion. ”

Mo Chengjun squinted slightly, paused, and suddenly asked, "Then do you know the immortal demon soul?" ”

"Immortal Demon Soul? What's that? ”

Mo Chengjun frowned, a little puzzled, before he said, "Then tell me, when exactly did this war start?" ”

"This, we have to start with the assassination of the sixth of the Ten Palaces of Yama, the manager of the Vain Death City, King Bian Cheng!"

This is to make up for the second watch, as soon as possible, try to ...... before 12 o'clock

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