Kong Hanan was angry.

Beep the dogs, you gang of Taoist thieves.

Ye worked hard to establish the Yin Division, and dealt with demons and monsters.

You are swaggering and deceiving in the underworld under the banner of Yinsi, and you have set up a special god.

What's the matter, the Yin Division hasn't been built yet, so I want to pick peaches?

Although Kong Hanan did not wear the "ghost hunting robe", he was dressed as a sloppy scholar.

But his previous achievements had already left a deep impression on the monks.

Coupled with the endless emergence of various subordinates before, the monks only felt that Kong Han'an was unfathomable.

At this moment, Kong Han'an was angry, and everyone was a little confused for a while, so they didn't dare to speak.

But others dare not speak, and some dare to speak.

Chen Daoshou and Yang Jian's stunned kung fu can be regarded as allowing the short and fat god cultivator Lu Liang to find an opportunity.

"Hey, boy, don't be cheap and sell well, if it weren't for Taishan's insistence, do you think the Taoist system would agree to give you a statue of the gods?"

If it weren't for Kong Han's cultivation to improve, his control over his body would have become stronger, and his expression would have almost collapsed at this moment.

What's that? This is me!?

Take a closer look, the thick eyebrows and big eyes do have a few traces of his charm.

But he's not black, and he's not a Chinese face, let alone a full beard.

Thinking about it, it dawned on him.

He is still alive and has not received an official edict, and if he is to shape a god in his appearance at this moment, it is easy to have misunderstandings and disputes.

In addition, he had also discussed with the Taoist system before, and concealed his connection with the Taoists, this shaping is indeed possible.

But that's too ......

Kong Hanan waved his hand: "That's why I said, how can He De stand behind the emperor, the four generalissimos under the emperor's command, all of them have great powers, what am I." ”

This explanation seems to be self-effacing and seems to make sense.

The frightened crowd exhaled, and Yang Jian also glared at Lu Liang.

"Count yourself self-aware......"

Lu Liang whispered.

It was said to be a whisper, but in fact, all the people present had cultivated and heard it.

Chen Daoshou, Yang Jian and the others turned pale, but they didn't stop.

Kong Han sneered in peace of mind, he could see that there were also disagreements within the Dao system.

There are people in the Yang family in their own hands, and Taishan is the same boss as himself, and these two are his own people.

But the faction behind Lu Liang may seem to have other thoughts about themselves.

Maybe they have a share of the ghost cultivators in the underworld who call themselves Yin Si.

But it doesn't matter. Kong Hanan came to the door this time to show off his muscles.

Kong Han'an waved his hand, and the black and white impermanence escorted the two ghost king Shura into the temple.

All of a sudden, the temple was full of yin energy.

The monks changed color.

What is he doing here!?

How is this man moody?

Why is this summoning his subordinates?

Do you really want to sacrifice demons to the emperor?

Three heads and six arms, is it ......

Kong Han'an ignored them, and said respectfully to the statue of the Great Emperor: "Emperor, every time I offer you a ghost, this time we will change the trick, and I will let these two Shura dance for you, how about it?" ”

This time, not to mention the other monks, even Lu Liang, who was sneering all over his face, couldn't help but look surprised.

Shura ghosts also have legends in the world.

Whether it is two heads and four arms, or three heads and six arms, in the world, they are all symbols of tyranny, cruelty and evil, and they are invincible in the same realm.

Let them dance? Is he serious?

Regardless of the monks' reactions, Kong Hanan clapped his hands and said to the two Shura.

"Come on, let's get started."

The deputy general Shura roared angrily: "I don't care who you are, you dare to humiliate Shura like this, you are doomed!" ”

Kong Hanan said lightly: "I don't know if I will die in the future, but you are going to die soon." ”

Before the monks could react, Li Wuyi pulled the soul chain with both hands, and the soul of the deputy general Shura was detained.

The demon is a demon, and the demon also has a soul, even if the demon clan in the underworld studies the soul, but he has been tortured for so long in the city of vain death, and there is a soul hooking magic weapon given by the emperor himself, how can he resist it.

Yan Chang'an was grinning on the side, and the soul of the deputy general Shura was like water in Bai Wuchang's laughter, and was sucked into Yan Chang'an's body.

This time, even Lu Liang didn't dare to speak anymore, and there was silence in the hall.

This is Shura, a Shura above the three-headed and six-armed ghost king realm.

It's just gone?

Because you don't dance?

Kong Han'an looked at the commander Shura.

"What do you say?"

The commander Shura saw the tragic death of the adjutant with his own eyes, even if the two did not deal with each other on weekdays, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel sad.

There was a tremor in his voice.

"You, you're really not afraid of our Shura?"

This tone is much more comfortable than the one just now.

This is the attitude of a loser.

Kong Hanan was very satisfied with this.

"I once told my subordinates that you should be trained to be good at singing and dancing from being able to fight and be good at fighting, if you refuse, it doesn't matter, I can catch you, I can catch more Shura, and finally give you a chance to choose, dance, or die?"

"If you dance, you can avoid death, and if you perform well in the future, you won't have a chance to join my yin."

Kong Han'an's voice was like the whispers of King Shura, bloody, evil, and murderous, leaving a trace of life for Shura.

Shura's heart fell into great humiliation and entanglement.

"Hehe, the soul of your Shura clan has greatly improved me, and my sons and daughters will definitely be happy to see you refuse, after all, there are more than a thousand Shura captives in the city in vain, so it's better for you to refuse."

Bai Wuchang's ghost smile completely broke down the defense line in the heart of the commander Shura.

No matter how there are contradictions in the clan, those people are also his soldiers.

"I ...... Jump. ”

The passage of the underworld was reopened, and many of the Li Geng demon clans entered the temple with tables, chairs, benches, tributes, and wines.

The Li Geng demon clan set up the tables, chairs and benches, paid tribute to the emperor, saluted, and retreated.

Soon, another group of Yin Spirits with various underworld instruments came out.

This ring after ring, of course, was ordered by Kong Han'an before.

Now, he is attacking the heart, attacking the heart of Shura, and also attacking the heart of the Taoist monk.

The Shura who was killed was nothing more than a chicken used to scare the monkeys.

Even Kong Han'an didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and only executed one Shura, and it succeeded.

However, the Shura dancing in the Ghost King Realm must have a greater impact.

"Come, everyone, please sit down and watch this Shura dance together, this is very difficult to see."

Kong Hanan said with a smile.

The monks in the temple were stunned.

This Kong Han'an is in the underworld, is there already such a power?

Yin soul music, Shura dancing, this is not the work of the yang world.

But because of Kong Han'an's decisive deterrence just now, he didn't dare to resist for a while, and each found a place to sit down.

The cymbals are struck, the suona sounds, and the performers are all ghosts who died tragically.

Not to mention, it really feels like a funeral.

The monks looked strange.

The soul hook chain has not been lifted, firmly binding Shura, Shura has not danced, and can only reluctantly swing his body to the sound of music.

Being watched by so many people, Shura only felt that his shame was about to explode.

Jumping and jumping, I can't help but feel sad from my heart.

Is this what happens to the vanquished......

He couldn't bother dancing to the music anymore and fell to his knees with a pop.

"Please, kill me......"

The music stopped in the middle of the room, and the monks also looked at each other, and everyone's eyes looked at Kong Han'an, wanting to see what he was going to do.

"Why did it stop? Although the jump is a little ugly, it also has an iron-blooded flavor, what do you see? Then the music, then the dance. ”

A deep voice suddenly sounded in the field, and everyone looked at it, only to see that there was a stout red-faced green-robed general on the field.

He was holding a long lance and was leaning against the door, stroking his beautiful hair while looking at the scene in the hall with a smile.