Chapter 7 The Tribes Are Shocked by the Night Journey

While the old patriarch was telling these secrets, the whirlpool in front of him was still expanding.

The yin qi swirled and flew, and the people who were pressed could not breathe.

The entire whirlpool gate expanded to a radius of more than ten zhang, and then burst out with a strong momentum.

The whole ground was three inches shorter.

"Hurry back, hurry back!"

The old patriarch immediately made a decision and asked everyone to retreat.

Most of the people stayed away, but some small groups did not think so.

"Where's the old thing?"

"It's all a horrific fabrication!"

The patriarch of the sawtooth rat clan was unimpressed, and bared his big teeth and laughed at the retreating crowd.

"What are you panicking about? I...! What the hell! ”

"Get out of here!"

"My eyes!"

"My waist!"

Under the shame of everyone, the sawtooth rat, whose strength had reached the peak of soul cultivation, was contaminated with a trace of ghost energy, and then directly melted the flesh and blood.

There was a large vacancies, as if they had never existed.

Mangled corpses, drenched in blood!

This!

Aghast!

The rest of the sawtooth rats tried to escape, but it was too late.

The place where they were standing was shrouded in the Vortex Gate.

A gust of wind gently drifted by, erasing all traces of their presence.

There was a muffled sound in the sky.

It was as if a giant with a hidden figure hiccuped.

"Everyone hold their breath and don't make any noise!"

As soon as the old patriarch finished speaking, he retreated far away.

Seeing this, many ethnic groups did not dare to slack off, followed the footsteps of the old patriarch, and evacuated hundreds of zhang.

At the moment when they stopped, the full moon in the sky suddenly emitted a strange blue light.

Blue light shrouded the Vortex Gate.

A whimper sounded.

The surroundings are cold and swishing.

It was as if outside the endless void, and there was a burst of singing.

Weeping and complaining.

Under the reflection of the blue light, phantom shadows slowly manifested in the whirlpool gate.

The Yin Soldiers are on patrol!

Hundreds of demonic souls walked out of the Vortex Gate.

A long knife broke through the air, and the wind gusted.

One is a short halberd and cold, and the ghost power is abominant.

It's obviously a variety of ghosts, but it weirdly walks out of the same pace.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Step by step, step on the tip of people's hearts.

Even with the thunder seal of the Yang Yang on his body, the old patriarch couldn't help but tremble.

A low murmur erupted from his mouth.

"The ghost door is open, and the shadow is here!"

"These are the Soul Arresters of the Orthodox Canonization of the Netherworld!"

The old patriarch's thunder seal dimmed, as if he had been frightened.

The moon, which was originally shining brightly, was also hidden in the dark clouds at this moment, as if some darkest existence had erased its traces.

The ghost cha continued to move forward, directly ignoring the existence of these little thunder heavens claiming to be kings and ancestors.

"As long as they don't provoke these ghosts, they generally won't hurt their clansmen!"

The old patriarch gasped.

Then, at the moment when his mind relaxed, the black aura spread again.

A figure emerged from the whirlpool.

It is seven or eight feet high.

He was dressed in dark black and his beard hung down to his chest. In the left hand is a pen, and in the right hand is a huge account book.

Obviously looks like a civilian official, but there is a fierce murderous motive hidden.

Yin and Yang Judge!

Lu Wuya personally ended!

The many demons stopped their progress and lined up on both sides, as if to greet their master.

"Just the judge has such a majesty, and what kind of existence are the ten palace kings and emperors above?"

Thinking of this, many patriarchs felt a little suffocated in their hearts.

The status of the overlord of the little thunder sky may be handed over to the netherworld at this moment!

The old patriarch had some understanding, and he was just about to speak, when a loud voice directly interrupted him.

Lu Wuya spoke, his voice indifferent.

"Zhou Yiyao, the old patriarch of the Thunder Clan, has a life span of one hundred and seventeen, and his life ends today!"

With a stroke of the judge's pen, all the words of the old patriarch were muffled.

He felt a little dizzy, and his body floated up involuntarily.

However, many living beings were looking at him, and he actually saw himself in the midst of them.

That's my body...

In a word, all laws follow!

The old patriarch instantly understood that he was dead, and now it was only his soul that had consciousness.

And to detain the soul, this is the duty of the underworld.

The two Yin Deserts, who had been prepared for a long time, locked this soul with huge iron chains and escorted them directly to the bottom of the team.

All souls are subject to judgment, without exception.

"Old Patriarch!"

"Mr. Zhou!"

Some people around couldn't stop sighing, but no one dared to make a move.

The old patriarch at the peak of the out-of-body realm is not the opponent of the judge, let alone these little minions?

I could only watch as the huge team hung in front of me, as if walking from one dimension to another, and then returning to the Vortex Gate again.

The half-hour hell will come to an end.

"Mr. Zhou, let's go!"

"Although the gentleman is dead, Lei Dao will live on forever!"

Someone was prostrate on the ground, tears welling up in their eyes.

……

As soon as he returned to the underworld, Lu Wuya directly spit out a mouthful of blood.

It took several elixirs to restore the agitated body.

In order to show the means of the underworld, Lu Wuya directly and secretly entered all the spiritual power of his body into the judge pen in his hand, and forcibly deprived the old patriarch of his soul.

It can be described as killing chickens and respecting monkeys.

Originally, the old patriarch should still have half a year to live, and for the sake of this Liwei, announcing the existence of the underworld, Lu Wuya directly deprived him of it.

He could only silently say to the old patriarch in his heart, he couldn't help it.

Let you cast a good tire in the next life!

The ghost who was solemn and solemn outside before is also chatting and talking at the moment.

None of them are stupid.

I know that this trip is to go out and pretend to be forced to deter others.

But what no one expected was that the judge sent by the headquarters would have such a strong strength.

directly and forcefully suppressed the strongest in the world!

In the ordinary Xiaoqian World or the End of the Law World, there is no way to observe the existence of souls in the yang world, and the underworld can only be used as the master of the darkness.

And for Xiao Lei Tian, a small world with great potential, as long as he is given the opportunity, he can step on the road to the middle thousand world.

And the various races living in Xiao Lei Tian have their own secret methods and can observe the existence of souls, which is a challenge to the authority of the underworld.

Some of the souls that remained in the yang world before were intercepted by the large race relying on secret methods.

For these ethnic groups, reincarnation and the yin and yang of life and death should be in their own hands.

And now, as soon as the judge makes a move, he knows if there is one.

The various races that had intercepted their souls before would weigh their own weight.

Think about whether your own race is enough for the judges.

Is it worth it to intercept the soul?

If you are exterminated because of the reincarnation that should be mastered by the underworld, this is a big joke in the world.

"Old Li Tou, you can deal with the follow-up of this ghost gate opening a hundred ghosts night walk, and this judge will continue to retreat!"

"Subordinates obey!"