The Hateful Eight surrounded the fat ghosts and laid siege to them. Originally, even if the Eight Evildoers became stronger, there was still a lot of distance compared to the Xuanzhang Ghosts.

But this fat ghost suffered heavy blows one after another from beginning to end, and there was no one or two in strength, and he was entangled by the eight evil people, and he roared constantly for a while, and he couldn't break free, trying to find an opportunity to kill me, but he would be cut down by the knives and axes in the hands of those evil people, and a black mist burst out.

I wasn't idle, and after taking a breath of relief, I quickly thought about what I could do.

Call someone?

King Wen's drum is in the hands of Song Dabao, and the other immortals are all Dharma bodies, not sitting immortals, and they don't need Wenwang drums, so they can't hear the trick of moving troops and can't come down.

Go up and fight?

I do have a whip in my hand, but judging by the ferocity of the fat ghost, and the malicious glances that the Hateful Eight throw at me from time to time, I think I better not venture out there.

After thinking about it, it suddenly occurred to me that there was a way to do it.

Judge Dao Bing Seal!

Listening to the introduction of the chief shopkeeper, that thing was originally used by the judge to move soldiers, summon flying fish and yin, fight and arrest people. Since it is a judge's thing, it comes from the law of the Yin and Yang Division, then theoretically, my robe can be recognized, and I, the judge of the Yang world, can also use it!

Moreover, when the chief shopkeeper was auctioned, he had already explained that Duobaoge had cracked some of the mysteries. Even if he is not a judge, just one person can get him and sign his name, and he can summon forty-nine pairs of flying fish yincha.

It's a big deal to go back and apologize to Judge Xue Ming, and explain the reason, Lord Xue shouldn't blame him.

The thought turned in my head, and the idea was already decided.

At this time, there was a bang, the fat ghost laughed hideously, and a blood-colored waning moon appeared above his head! Under the blood-colored moonlight, his evil aura swelled and became more and more ferocious.

In the short confrontation, the eight evildoers have become incomplete, missing arms and legs, although they will not die, but they will undoubtedly show defeat.

They're not the opponents of fat ghosts, fuck, this pig-killing ghost is really a tough bone, very tricky!

I didn't delay any longer, and hurried to find the talisman that had been lost in the lobby. The yellow paper lies quietly, it looks ordinary, I recite the pen spell, please draw out the soul pen, and put the pen on the blank space of the lower part of the seal as required.

The moment I put down the pen, I felt a buzz in my head, as if my whole body was being drawn towards the soul hook pen in my hand and converging on the yellow paper talisman seal.

This feeling was once when I thought about the Impermanence Great Seal before, and to put it bluntly, it was consuming my strength.

I was taken aback, but fortunately, there were streams of breath on the judge's robe, and I breathed in and out, and the breath relieved some of the pressure. I took a deep breath, straightened my waist, held the soul hook pen in my hand, and wrote my name on the Taoist soldier seal with Zhu Mo: Liu Jiayuan.

Then Zhu pen circle, a little. I feel a little apprehensive in my heart, after all, this is the judge's soul hook pen, write my own name, I don't dare to use the hook, in case the whole fork I cry and can't find the tune!

As soon as the pen stopped, the yellow fu suddenly changed, and the whole emitted a burst of red light. At the same time, the judge's robe on my body also had a rectification, and the dark red judge's robe corresponded to it, emitting a red light.

A majestic voice came out from the Dao soldier seal: "Between heaven and earth, the judge is in the middle." The iron law of yin and yang, the reincarnation of the pen hook. A product judgment, bloody slave, take it! ”

As the voice came out, the entire talisman seal changed, and the ghost seal was dense, and the red light path was clear. A total of a hundred red rays of light sneered, snorting, and bursting out from the talisman seal.

One of them fell into my hands, and I was nervously waiting, with something more in my hand. It is a thin booklet, with three ghost seals on it.

Flipping through the roster, there are a total of 99 names in it.

When I got this roster and passed through the judge's robe, I immediately understood that this was also the law of the Yin and Yang Division.

For the same sigil, after different judges write their names, there will be different grades of flying fish to be called. It's not about people, it's about robes.

When it is not successful, it is just a charm, and after it is completed, it becomes a law.

A roster contains the names of the ninety-nine Blood-Coated Slaves, and it is also a heavy technique of the underworld. Life and death are all in the judge's thoughts!

Then the snare drums burst, and there were ninety-nine more figures in the black prison in one breath, all of them wearing red robes, robes reflecting four-clawed flying fish patterns, and turning back Shura knives, all full of evil spirit, majestic.

Forty-nine pairs of blood-clothed slaves, with an extra leader. The leader of the Bloodcoat Slave looked left and right, as if he was a little confused, and when he saw me, I was actually a little nervous, but his face would not show it.

The leader of the blood-clothed slave obviously didn't recognize me, but he recognized my robe, and he didn't hesitate to step forward to pay respects: "The blood-clothed slave sees Lord Liu!" I am willing to serve the dogs and horses for adults! ”

"See the Great Judgment, Lord Liu!"

Forty-nine pairs of blood-clothed slaves knelt down at the same time, shouting in unison, shaking the black prison.

I straightened my waist, carried my back and waist with one hand, and shook my robe with my right hand and pointed back: "No courtesy, an evil ghost is doing it, catch it for me!" ”

"Yes!" The Blood-Clad Leader's voice was sonorous and powerful.

got up and led forty-nine pairs of blood-clothed slaves to kill in the direction of the prison, and suddenly the angry shouts of the fat ghost sounded in the prison. The sound of tearing is endless, tinkling, and lively.

I hurriedly rushed over to see the excitement, only to see the crowd of people and the blood and light. I thought that since the Bloody Slave was the exclusive guard of the First Judge, it should be easy to take down the fat ghost.

But the actual situation shocked me, ninety-nine blood-clothed slaves plus eight wicked people, besieging a fat ghost, and actually beating chickens and eggs, extremely fierce.

The loss is that the fat ghost has been seriously injured one after another, and his strength is really not one, and he is no longer able to succeed. Otherwise, these blood-clothed slaves won't be able to survive for a few minutes, and they will have to be dismantled alive by fat ghosts!

"How so? Shouldn't the fighting power of the Bloody Slave be very strong? ”

When all the dust settled, the bloody slaves with blue noses and swollen faces pressed down and tied up the fat ghost, and I asked the leader of the bloody slaves in wonder while yolling and locking the fat ghost.

The blood-clothed slave opened his mouth and looked at me, looking like he wanted to say something.

I said, "But it doesn't hurt to speak." ”

"Yes, then the subordinate will say it directly." The leader of the Blood-Clad Slave bowed his hand, and then began to explain, "Don't be angry, the Blood-Clad Slave is essentially a Dao soldier. Our strength is closely related to the strength of your writing seal, if you are strong enough, our strength is also big enough. And vice versa......"

When he explained this, how could I not understand the truth?

The Bloody Slave is ruled by a roster, which is made by the judge law, and the judge law is from the judge. Judge... Isn't that me?

Conversely, it is easy to understand that the law of the judge's robe cannot be created from nothing, and it requires a lot of strength to operate. That's why, when I draw talismans and recite mantras, I always get a lot of energy sucked out.

And if it is an authentic first-grade judgment, then everything is easy to say, Zhong Daju, Cui Erpao, which one is not a famous person? Not to mention that his ability is comparable to that of a god, it is not much different.

The blood-clothed slave they drew the seal to recruit naturally had a lot of strength, and it was a veritable blood-clothed slave and flying fish.

And the blood-clothed slave I drew the seal, and the means of mortals are naturally only the strength of mortals. Although it is also thanks to the blessing of the big red robe, he put on a red flying fish suit, which is indeed useless.

However, the Bloody Slaves also have a benefit, they are in the judge's yamen, the roster is not destroyed, and they are not afraid of being killed.

Thinking about this verse, I was also a little embarrassed: "What then?" Is there a way to improve your strength? ”

The leader of the blood-clothed slave said: "That is, with the completion of the technique, the wood has been completed." At the moment, there is no way to become stronger in one breath, but we are closely related to adults, and if adults can be stronger, we will naturally follow with them, and in addition, we will practice by ourselves with the help of incense, just like other yin spirits. ”

Nodding, I understood. The Bloody Slaves also retired to me, and led the Bloody Slaves to the rear of the Black Prison. I'm also a little wondering, when did the black prison have a school field?

But take a look at the past, not to mention, there are not only more school grounds for the training of bloody slaves in the rear of the black prison, but also the training of snare drums and weapon racks of various weapons, which are becoming more and more like the ancient yamen.

When you think about it, it's not surprising. The Dao Soldier Seal and the Black Prison are also the laws that cooperate with the judges, and when the Dao Soldier Seal is activated, the Black Prison also turns into an area that houses the blood-clothed slaves.

After a lot of hard work, I finally cleaned up the fat ghost.

I unlocked the black prison and went outside to see how Uncle Long was doing.

Looking outside, I'm a little dumbfounded, it's much more intense outside than I am inside. The two figures kept staggering, so fast that my eyes couldn't keep up.

Occasionally, a blood moon appeared, but it was quickly shattered by a violent punch, and it couldn't be done at all.

After a closer look, I can roughly analyze something: evenly matched.