It feels more and more wrong, Su Qi returned to Maoshan to save his life, not to ask someone to send him to the underworld!

Isn't it just a matter of wiping your neck? Without working for the three of them, Su Qi moved his buttocks, and before he could run a few steps, his whole person floated in the void.

When he opened his mouth, he still couldn't say anything, and could only watch a finger poke slowly. Syllable!

The center of his eyebrows was poked, and Su Qi directly burst into a blood mist in the sky! At this point, if there is a narration, it should be written, in the twenty-eighth year of the Republic of China, the sycophant Su Qi died!

directly turned into scum, not even a complete corpse left, no tombstone, he is still a virgin in his life, this is hanging, I don't know if Sang Qingsleeve will come to give him pillar incense?

This was Su Qi's last unwilling thought. was clearly captured by Mao Ying, the expressions of the three veterans were very strange, who had such strange thoughts?

has lived for thousands of years, and today it is an accident. However, Maoshan finally came up with a disciple who could be seen, but it didn't really make Su Qi burp.

The blood mist floating in the void stayed there, gradually condensing into a ball of blood, the blood was divided into three, and Su Qi's Yin God floated out, accompanied by the power of darkness, and when he was confused, he was directly thrown into the underworld.

What remained was the essence that represented the power of the flesh's qi and blood, and the blood was bright and bright, turning into a streamer of light and entering the humane torrent in the void.

His two weapons, the Akabane Spear and the Mountains and Rivers, also flew into the torrent of humanity, allowing the power of humanity to wash everything.

And the last one represents an extremely weak trace of mana in the dantian, which is what Su Qi has left from building the foundation in a hundred days to the peak of the Yin God.

Next to the mana, the power of pure yang and the power of pure yin are intertwined, in a spiral. Such a trace of mana contained Su Qi's Dao, but at this moment, he didn't go anywhere, but stayed quietly in place, suspended in front of Sanmao Zhenjun.

There was a sound around them, and they couldn't really hear what it was, but the quiet environment, like an eternal mountain peak, white clouds, a trace of mana, and a purple talisman stayed here like this...... Jing, Qi, and Shen went to three different places.

Different people have different experiences. Time passed day by day, the demon kings became the demon beasts guarding the mountain, Sang Qingsleeve and Qin Na had the care of Aunt Cane, Guan Erye recovered, and went down the mountain with a knife.

His first stop was White Emperor City, and then he went to find Wolong, who didn't know if he was still there, the peak of the Yang God, and even the Yuan God Realm, which was his next goal.

Defeated in the Qionghua Palace and rubbed in the Taiyi Temple, no one will be reconciled. Since Su Qi will not die, in retreat, well, the news from Sanmao Zhenjun's side is like this, then Guan Erye and Sang Qingsleeve will put their minds at ease and work hard to cultivate.

As for Su Qi, who was still in retreat, at this moment, he was stunned and looked ahead. A cow's head, a horse's face!

Tall and majestic, almost a hundred feet of body, they walked towards the distance step by step, they held chains, and when they clanged, countless souls hung on them.

"Am I hanging?" Su Qi tilted his head, and next to him was a starving ghost!

"Brother, do you have anything to eat?"

"Brother, do you see my head?"

"Your head is in your belly!"

"Oh, thank you!" As a kind reminder, the starving ghost pulled out his head with his hand, but felt so hungry that it stuffed it back again.

A mouth grew out of his stomach, looking at Su Qi covetously, drooling constantly.

"There is a big drought in Yuzhou, but many people are starving to death, and they are really hungry!" There was a sigh of emotion from the other side, and Su Qi looked over, but it was a ghost with a yellow face and thin muscles, with a cloak and some chewing words in his words.

"You're starving to death too?"

"No, poor to death, the Qing court is gone, what is the use of my exam? But I don't know how to farm! My wife also ran away, and I couldn't stand it when I was hungry, so I hanged myself. "It's quite crisp, and I can make myself gag, so that a group of ghosts around me can admire it.

Maybe only this topic can be talked about, not to mention, there are many poor and starving people here, and when asked about Su Qi, he said casually: "I was poked to death by my own ancestor with a finger!" ”

"Yo, then you must be a deceitful and ancestor destroyer, fortunately!"

"You're welcome, hey, by the way, where are we going?" Su Qi gave up his hand, he felt a little uncomfortable with chains wrapped around his body, this chain obviously had the effect of calming the soul, and as time went by, the strength that could struggle would become weaker and weaker.

"Xudu City, Lord Niutou said just now, we are lucky, we can still enter the capital of the underworld, maybe we will be taken aback, and we can be a ghost of the underworld!" The hanged ghost just now was a complete official fan, and since he couldn't be an official on the ground, he planned to try his luck in the underworld, and he started again.

Su Qi added fuel to him, and just wanted to ask again, when a deafening impatient voice suddenly came from above his head: "Okay, you have to be reincarnated, you want to be an official, Lao Tzu still wants to be promoted, I run errands to send you every day!" The huge bull's head gasped, and between one breath and one inhale, the clouds in the sky poured back, and even some ghosts were swallowed directly into their stomachs.

patted his stomach, this is the benefit of a business trip, at least, you can get some benefits.

"Don't eat, how much have you eaten along the way, don't be embarrassed!" Ma Mian, who was also a huge body, said impatiently.

"Don't worry, I've got it!" The deafening exchange did not shy away from anyone, causing all the ghosts to close their mouths quietly, whoever said that they became ghosts do not have to die, and then the next step, that is, the soul is scattered!

Bound by chains and carried in mid-air, Su Qi twisted his body and found that his Yin God power was still there, and the power of darkness could also be used, which made him feel a little relieved in his heart.

I don't know how long they walked, anyway, when Su Qidu began to crumble and fall asleep, Niu Tou Ma Mian led them and finally came to a huge city.

The ancient font, the city of Xudu, full of ghosts, the whole city is shrouded in boundless dark clouds, and the lightning that inadvertently crosses is with the color of a dark green forest.

At this time, Su Qi finally knew why he hadn't seen a ghost on Lechuan's side before. The guilty ones are not in a hurry to be reincarnated, and then they will enter the eighteen layers of hell, and those who are not guilty will enter the six realms of reincarnation.

When the city gate was opened, the chains on the bull's head and horse's face flew into the depths of the city, and hundreds of thousands of ghosts were disposed of in the blink of an eye.

There was another power inside to accept these ghosts, and standing on a thick chain, Su Qi's body was quite small, he looked left and right, blinking.

"Hey, what about me?" He was the only one left, and when the four big-eyed beads looked at him in unison, a somewhat impatient voice suddenly spit out from the mouth of the bull head: "Yin God? It's still from Maoshan, and you're here to join in the fun, you go to the judge to play, what kind of baby does the Yin God cast? "Strictly speaking, Su Qi is not dead, which makes the bull head and the horse face look a little unkind, they didn't find that there is such a fish in troubled waters.

However, the current underworld is basically a Dao Gate and a Buddhist Gate, as well as a field organized by the Heavenly Court, and they are the regularized creatures of the Difu, so they don't care much about it.

Then, with a flick, the chains wrapped around Su Qi and flew towards the center of the capital city. There was a huge palace there, but as soon as the chain turned, he took Su Qi to a ...... next to the palace Office?

I don't know if I should describe it like this, anyway, Su Qi looked at such a small house, and there were ghosts coming and going in it, and he felt so busy.

The kind of person who goes in and out of the office with a piece of paper is equivalent to an office. Standing at the door with some hesitation, a voice suddenly sounded: "Come in!" All the ghosts around looked at Su Qi, with a lot of surprise in their eyes, how could this kid be summoned by that one?

No, it should be said, how can there be a yin god here? If it weren't for the judge's words, I'm afraid these ghosts would have swarmed up, and by the way, I thought it was attacked by other forces in the underworld.

A little nervous walked in, to be honest, Su Qi was still confused, he didn't know what he was throwing here for.

Walking into the small house, there is a hole inside, and in a blink of an eye, it is a wide palace, on which sits a huge body, which is estimated to be a hundred feet tall.

The majestic face plate, wearing an official hat, but wearing a Taoist robe, writing hard in his hand, holding a huge book, and not knowing what to outline.

Suddenly, this one stopped the affairs in his hand, looked down at Su Qi, and said with interest: "This official Qianxu, before entering the underground mansion and becoming a judge, he was the master of Wanjiang!" "Understood, the second-generation patriarch of Maoshan!

"Meet Mrs. Zu Master!" Su Qi kowtowed again, anyway, he was the grandfather, and he was not shabby. And in this way, Su Qi finally came out with a sentence of 'lying groove' in his heart, he finally understood what it means to have someone above, and there are people below, the judges are all Mrs. Zu, what about the prince of the mansion, and the king of Hades?

Is it also a part-time job? Regarding the change in the expression on Su Qi's face, Qianxu Zhenjun let out a loud laugh, shaking the entire palace, he shook his head and said: "Your kid is sleek, much more clever than the Xiao Fengjiao I saw at the beginning, but in the capital city, I can't say anything, you want to run rampant in the underworld, I'm afraid you have made a mistake!" Su Qi showed a slightly embarrassed smile, he tried his best to show the posture of a good apprentice, but Qianxu Zhenjun knew what his character was like as soon as they met.

"Well, I know what you're here for!" Objective? What purpose? Su Qi was really puzzled, he was poked into the underworld with a finger, he was confused, okay!

Regarding the confused expression on Su Qi's face, Chihiro Zhenjun pondered for a moment, and then spoke: "It seems that Master, they didn't tell you that if you want to live to death, the opportunity of Baishihua is to fight." ”