When Yang Qingfeng and dozens of deacons from the prison division hurriedly came over, wanting to avenge the heroic sacrifice of Deacon Jin.

What I saw was such a strange sight.

- In the ruins of Wangfu Township, Deacon Jin didn't have any. However, the head of the demon fox the size of the house, even if there is only one head left, is filled with rolling terrifying demonic power and boundless ferocity!

It's a pity that the horror and horror in those red eyes undermined this coercion.

The little half of his head was buried in the snow, as if he was bowing his head and bowing, in front of the tablets of the people of Wangfu Township.

Yang Qingfeng was stunned, and the deacons of the prison division behind him were also stunned.

- Could it be that Deacon Jin, who has always been timid and afraid, is a master who hides deeply?

The kind that can cut off the head of the demon king with a single sword?

"Golden ...... Deacon King...... This? "Yang Qingfeng.

Deacon Jin smiled bitterly, and didn't dare to brag, only saying that when he came alone, he was already like this.

Everyone was even more surprised!

- The Blue Hades Demon King, who escaped in the hands of Yang Zhen, the Sword King of Jinling, died inexplicably?

No one knows what's going on.

Until they dreamed of tying the demon king's head with a rope and dragging it away.

I met a tea shop on the official road ten miles away from Wangfu Township, drank a bowl of hot tea, and heard the boss mention that last night there was a corner wearing a black robe and a judge's face, and he also bought a bowl of tea to eat.

Immediately, a group of deacons of the prison division were numb in their scalps!

A figure came to mind at the same time.

- Judge.

The ice is frozen, and the cold winter wax moon.

Who else but that guy would hang out on the mountains in a singing costume?

Could it be ...... Was it the judge who killed the demon king?

After drinking tea, dozens of deacons took the head of the demon king and returned to Jinling.

As soon as I went back, it was a shock!

The fierce and majestic head of the demon king, exposed to the sun, walked the streets and alleys.

Hundreds of people, dumbfounded, rejoicing!

It was as if the thick clouds that hung overhead had dissipated in an instant.

And what was even more stunned was the Department of Supervision and Yang Xi.

Originally, it was thought that this would be a protracted tug-of-war.

After all, just like when the Qingmo Demon sneaked into Jinling, even after being seriously injured by Wen Sheng, he hid for several years before he was killed in Weishui.

This Blue Hades Demon King, as long as he doesn't want to show his head, it is not easy to find him.

But who would have thought that less than a day after he escaped, his head was taken off and respectfully placed in front of the tablets of many people in Wangfu Township to atone for their sins.

Combined with the news brought back by Yang Qingfeng and others, the figure of the judge once again walked into the field of vision of Yang Zhen and others.

Originally, everyone just thought that he was just a bloody knight and didn't take it too seriously.

It's completely different now!

Demon King!

That's the Demon King!

Even if it is seriously injured, it is a terrifying existence that makes people tremble!

Beheaded by a judge?

What kind of monster is that judge?

Or, as the people guessed, he ...... Really not human?

But that's what happened anyway.

The Green Demon King, dead.

At the same time, Yang Zhen's promise was also fulfilled.

——Bring back the head of the Blue Hades Demon King, reward five thousand spirit baht, one classic in the arsenal, and be promoted to one level.

Although the corpse was brought back by everyone, it was Deacon Jin who found it himself.

The bounty naturally fell on his head.

As he lamented earlier, pies will really fall from the sky.

Hit him on the head, smashed him dizzy, smashed like a sweet dream!

After knowing what happened, the deacons of the prison division were all deacons of Jin, and they had taken such a big benefit for nothing!

In the face of everyone's ridicule, Deacon Jin only laughed happily and did not refute.

But having said that, everyone understands that this is not some shit luck!

If Deacon Jin hadn't chosen to give his life to Yang Qingfeng Hall when he discovered the Demon King's oppression, the result would have been completely different - the Demon King's head would not have been discovered by him, and this reward would naturally not have been on his head.

It was in his mind that he was willing to sacrifice his life for righteousness, and by mistake, he found the corpse of the demon king and won the great reward.

As the so-called cause and effect, there is a cause to have an effect, and that's it.

With the ambush of the two demon kings, the dossier was reported to the court of the capital, and this matter came to an end temporarily.

The people up and down Jiangzhou also breathed a sigh of relief.

But the so-called joy and sorrow are not the same.

When the same thing happens, some people rejoice and some people worry.

Let's say that inside a certain square and cold palace, the twilight is dull and the shadows are dim.

On a high bluestone pedestal, a person sits.

In the shadows, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I knew that his body was quite burly, and he was wearing a heavy iron armor, like a huge sculpture, majestic and solemn.

The great palace was empty except for him.

But right in front of him, there was a palm-sized Ruyi levitating, emitting a vast blue light.

"Those two things that were not successful leaked for some reason, and they were served by Yang Zhen, but fortunately, the rare earth mine in Jinling has been reached, everything is under control, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed."

The iron-armored figure on the seat suddenly spoke, and his voice was dull and loud, like the humming of a bell.

After a while, the wishful Chinese side responded, and the vicissitudes of life were hoarse.

"Clear."

The ironclad figure was silent for a moment, and then said, "In addition, the incomplete array diagram test still can't be successful—although it can strip off the essence of the life machine, it still can't stabilize it into a pill. ”

Yu Ruyi's voice came out again: "After all, the second half of the formation diagram is missing, so it's normal, haven't you found it yet?" ”

The ironclad figure shook his head, and there was a sound of steel grinding between the collisions of armor: "Teacher, it still hasn't." ”

"Hurry up." Yu Ruyi's voice came out.

"Yes." The ironclad figure nodded.

Then, the jade Ruyi's light dimmed and landed in the palm of his hand.

The huge palace fell into dead silence again.

At the same time, in the city of Jinling.

The captured black-robed men, after explaining everything, were convicted and sentenced and their heads cut off.

The onlookers all applauded.

- Although it is said that it was instigated by the two demon kings, these traitors who mutilated their compatriots with their own hands are even more hateful!

As a few heads rolled to the ground, all the demons who participated in the bloody case in Wangfu Township this time were all ambushed.

Dead.

On the Wanjia Mausoleum, the last wish of the vast soul turned into a rolling cloud finally came true.

In the mausoleum house, Yu Chen, who was washing rice, felt the fluctuations of the Sutra, wiped his hands on the rag, and showed it.

Just look at the bank of the Yellow Spring River, between the golden light, the endless clouds slowly dissipated, and the souls were liberated from the hatred and obsession, and the eyes were restored to clarity.

Row upon row on the banks of the Huangquan River, men, women and children, all of them.

After bowing to Yu Chen, he crossed the river safely.

The people of the people are buzzing.

Smoky gray words emerge.

[The wish of the five spirits is fulfilled, the ten thousand ghosts and yin soldiers are opened, and the treasure is given "Ling Ghost Fu"]

Between the gray words flickering and floating, a palm-sized black jade token fell into Yu Chen's hand.

It is cold and slightly heavy, with a fierce and majestic "Ling" character depicted on the front, and a huge and majestic temple depicted on the back.

When the token was acquired, Yu Chen seemed to see countless dense dots of light.

It's just that most of them are extremely dim, except for a few near a thousand fronts, emitting a faint light.

At the same time, an inexplicable thought came into Yu Chen's mind.

- Yin Soldier!

Each of these points of light represents a Yin Soldier!

The army of the underworld!

Destroy the Evil Soldiers!

As if instinctively, Yu Chen stepped into the Netherworld Mansion, raised the token high, and let out a loud sigh.

"Up!"

As soon as the words fell.

The entire underworld shook and the heavens shook!

The vast fog slowly dispersed.

Behind that yellow spring, an incomparably huge hideous yin palace revealed its shape!

This majestic Yin Palace stretches for hundreds of miles, the forest is cold and solemn, on the wall pillars, endless ghosts and gods are depicted, and in that palace, there are many shadows, countless figures wearing heavy armor, blue and black, holding a giant sickle, are neat, solemn and standing!

With Yu Chen's order.

The thousand soldiers in the first palace suddenly opened their eyes!

In those swarthy eyes, the ghostly fire lit up!

Let's take a step forward!

Rumble!

The earth roars!

The leader of the soldiers, dressed in blue and black ghost armor, with green fangs, stepped on green fire, held a white bone axe, and knelt on one knee!

"Do as the king commands!"

As soon as he spoke, the largest number of soldiers behind him also shouted in unison: "Do the king's orders!" ”

The sound of the waves is like the waves of the sea!

At this moment, Yu Chen is holding the ghost talisman in his hand, and there are more than a thousand Yin soldiers crawling under his feet, standing on the bank of the Huangquan River, really like the king of ten thousand ghosts.

In my mind, the realization is self-evident.

The so-called yang has soldiers, and yin cao also has troops.

A hundred battles of yin souls, immortal and immortal, are for ten thousand ghost yin soldiers!

And the talisman that makes ghosts, as its name suggests, commands all ghosts!

Holding the Ghost Talisman in his hand, that is, the army of the Difu is in charge!

Although the Netherworld has just recovered, and there is less than a chance to awaken the Yin soldiers, there are also thousands.

Listen to orders!

Yu Chen took a deep breath.

I finally understood that the reward of this five-grade spiritual wish, although it was not directly given to him supernatural magic and heaven and earth treasures, but it gave him the right to command the Yin soldiers of the underworld!

- This is not like the evil ghosts of the Judge's Hall and the Eighteen Hells, who can only operate in the underworld and cannot interfere with the ghosts of the yang.

Yin soldiers, between life and death, are not affected by the different paths of people and ghosts.

At this moment, as long as Yu Chen wants to, he can immediately let this resurrected thousands of Yin soldiers kill into the yang world!

Push all the forces he wants!

Thinking like this, he walked out of the underworld and came to the Wanjia Mausoleum.

Holding the ghost talisman in his hand, his mind moved.

Puffy puffy puffy!

In an instant, on the huge Wanjia Mausoleum, the dark green ghost fire was blazing!

One after another, the eight-foot-tall majestic figures walked out of the ghost fire and came to the heaven and earth!

It's just a blink of an eye, thousands of Yin soldiers, all of them! Dressed in pitch-black iron armor, holding a soul-hooking scythe, cold as iron and stone, immobile as a mountain!

Only the ghostly fire in the eye socket seemed to announce to this heaven and earth.

- Difu, back.

Let's get some monthly pass brothers!

(End of chapter)