Su Yu's speed was too fast, and the lightning slashed at the foot of Qinghe, and Su Yu's fist was already handed in front of him.

Qinghe hurriedly punched to resist, but the person had already hit the wall, and Su Yu's strength frightened him.

The courtyard wall collapsed with a bang.

The ban was lifted, and all the little ghosts and spirits rushed out in an instant, taking the road and fleeing.

Raindrops of fists followed, and the power attached to the fists ate away at the ghost qi on Qinghe's body.

Qinghe resisted, and there were still confetti flying on his body.

"The speed is amazing, and the strength has grown by more than one level." Qinghe was shocked by his increased strength, and he already had a retreat in his heart.

Black and white impermanence is even more tired of defense, although the bull head and horse face are the same as them, they are already weaker in terms of combat power, let alone have no weapons.

Qinghe's body turned into a black mist, trying to dodge Su Yu's attack.

"Think you'll get away with it?"

Su Yu smiled disdainfully, and his powerful fist maintained an indomitable momentum.

A sonic boom exploded in the black mist, and another bolt of lightning fell.

The black fog quickly dissipated, and then condensed and formed not far away.

Qinghe fell to the ground in a languid manner, only to feel that his body weighed more than a thousand catties.

"Holy shit, goddamn king eight lambs, you will run again?" The huge steel fork of the bull's head was stuck diagonally on the ground, and Xie Bi'an's neck couldn't move between the fork teeth.

"Moo!"

The bull head excitedly stomped the cow's hooves on Xie Bi'an's face, and Xie Bi'an was shocked and angry.

After so many years of life in the underworld, how could he have suffered such a great humiliation!

There was a huge hoof print on his face, and his eyes were full of gold stars when he was stepped on, and he fainted in his heart.

The devastating battle left the remaining two unable to focus on their opponents.

"Are you really going to kill someone?!" Fan Wusu said angrily.

The horse-faced horizontal knife forced him into a corner, and the huge figure shrouded him in front of him, full of oppression.

Hearing this, Ma Mian said secretly: "Recently, the performance of the underworld has been good, and it is not painful to die a few bad ones." ”

"You!" Fan is extremely angry.

Covering his face with both hands, the Qinglong knife slammed over, and the fragile protection was instantly shattered.

Fan Wuxu only felt that his hands were broken, and he fell down weakly, and the netherworld qi collapsed and collapsed.

"Wait! As long as you are willing to let us live, we will agree to any conditions! Fan Wusu saw that Xie Bi'an only breathed a sigh, and said helplessly.

The bull head grabbed Xie Bi'an like a chick, and looked at the horse with an inquiring gaze.

"Is that true?" Ma Mian asked.

"Seriously."

"That's good, one question for two lives, and if you answer wrong, he'll die first." Ma Mian pointed at Xie Bi'an.

"Just ask!" Fan closed his eyes as if he was appointed.

"Through whom did King Yama get into the world?"

"What?" Fan Wuxu's eyes widened, and his expression was extremely confused.

"I don't think you want to cooperate."

"Don't, don't! It's Qinghe, and the king has always ordered us to contact Qinghe. ”

This time it was Qinghe's turn to be stunned, he overturned the eighteenth generation of Fan Wusu's ancestors in his heart, and the anger in his eyes almost wanted to devour him alive, but Fan Wusu didn't even look at him.

Qinghe saw this scene and had no intention of fighting, so he rose to the sky and fled.

Su Yu snorted coldly and followed.

Quack!

The bull head clapped his hands and threw Xie Bi'an, who was like a dead dog, to the ground.

"What does that mean?" Fan Wusu was furious.

"The rules are very clear, if you answer wrong, he will die, and if you can't answer, you will die." The horse's face pressed the blade against his neck.

"If we don't have a judgment in our hearts about this, how can we ask you?"

After a while, Fan was helpless like a deflated balloon, and said with a miserable face: "Kill me, I will only die worse if I say it." ”

"The prince of the palace said, as long as you are willing to say that he can save Xie Bi'an, and as long as you answer the king of Yama according to what he said, the king of the mansion can not only keep you safe, but you can also gain the friendship of the first palace."

"King Qin Guang is also here?" Fan Wusu said in astonishment.

The original people of Qinghe City were stunned and watched their city lord flee in panic.

A young man in a Confucian shirt in the back was in hot pursuit.

The scattered golden light staggered Qinghe's steps and made him embarrassed.

"Looks like this happened earlier?" The geist on the street whispered.

"It seems that the lord of the castle was chasing someone else, right?" The other geist was a little unsure.

Two figures galloped past.

Qinghe was furious, and every attack of Su Yu that fell on him caused an astonishing consumption of his ghost qi.

If this continues, I am afraid that I will not even be able to escape from the city.

Qinghe's eyes scanned around the street, until he found a large number of wandering spirits gathered on a street corner, and Qinghe's eyes lit up.

Turning into a black mist and flying away, a large amount of ghostly energy gushing out from the mouths and noses of all the geistes.

As Qinghe's figure reappeared, all the wandering spirits on the corner of the street turned into his nourishment.

The thunder of the Divine Sky slashed down on him, and Su Yu's figure appeared beside him like a shadow.

Qinghe's ghost aura collided with Su Yu.

The two energies are deadlocked.

Qinghe's body was paralyzed by the thunder, and the light of the sky was approaching little by little.

Qinghe glared at Su Yu viciously, absorbing so much ghost qi from Su Tangxue's body, he was still like no one, he really couldn't figure out what Su Yu had experienced in the World Tree to grow so fast!

Why didn't the little locust tree wipe him out?

A series of questions lingered in his mind.

Qinghe roared unwillingly, the ghost qi poured out, Qinghe stepped forward with great effort, the stone slabs between the two of them shattered, and Qinghe's feet stepped deep into the mud under the stone slabs.

"Bugs! Give me death! ”

Qinghe's other fist swung out.

Su Yu didn't dodge, and his fist against his chest made a dull sound.

The corners of Su Yu's mouth were bloody, but his eyes were extremely firm.

Qinghe was surprised, why didn't he block it?

In confusion, an even heavier fist struck Qinghe under the ribs.

A golden light came out from Qinghe's shoulder and neck from the bottom up.

The black gas dissipated, and then a loud bang was heard.

Qinghe's body pierced through the city wall and fell heavily outside the city.

Su Yu made a slight adjustment to suppress the surging blood, and this kind of life-fighting style still made him a little unbearable.

Qinghe raised his head laboriously, it was it again, it was always it, and he had watched it for more than a hundred years.

Qinghe's ghost qi couldn't stop leaking out, and the power of the World Tree had been suppressed here.

Could it be that the World Tree has been revived?

Qinghe's eyes were full of incredulity.

Thinking of Su Yu's encounter in that pit, Qinghe seemed to suddenly open his heart, the place that he used to be the most taboo and didn't want to go to, but now he wants to find out.

I've seen it for hundreds of years, but I haven't seen it in its entirety.

Qinghe burned his ghost qi and rushed desperately towards the World Tree.

The hole is right in front of you, and the deepest fear in your heart turns into longing.

A palm-sized cloud of ghostly energy fell to the bottom of the pit.

The light of the World Tree became more and more dazzling.

A man sits cross-legged under a tree.

"You... Who is it? Qinghe spoke hoarsely.

"It's all settled?" The man spoke up.

"Hmm." Su Yu stretched out his foot and crushed the ghostly qi, like crushing a worm to death.