"Presumptuous, you dare to spread wild in the territory of King Qin Guang, no one cares about me in the palace!" A loud shout resounded through the sky, although the sky here was dark at all times, that loud shout made the dark sky have a glimmer of light.

Wu Qiutian stared at it, and saw a middle-aged man who was dressed in the same costume and looked different from the judge in front of him, with a murderous look on his face, and the folding fan in his hand was full of murderous intentions.

Ghost shadows wound around the seemingly unremarkable folding fan, and every now and then let out a terrible wail.

Although he is dressed as a scholar, he has a bearded face and a cold light in his triangular eyes, and he doesn't look like a reader who is easy to deal with. There were also ghosts around his arms, and those ghosts had no exact shape, and at first glance, they looked like a cloud of black gas wrapped around him.

"Who are you to dare to stop me from doing things? The momentum emanating from the middle-aged man was completely different from the momentum emanating from the previous judge, Wu Qiutian did not dare to underestimate it, but his tone did not fall behind, and he spoke slowly.

The person who came looked arrogant, and his face was not angry and arrogant: "This seat is the judge of life under the throne of Qin Guang, in charge of the cycle of life and death, 100,000 judges, and millions of ghost generals." Since Xingtian, the Shura clan has been able to kill excessively, but my Ten Palaces Yama has entered the water and does not violate the river water, why did you come to commit it today! If you don't give an explanation, this seat will definitely ask King Qin Guang to lead a million ghost soldiers to level your Shura clan's territory. ”

The coercion accumulated over a long period of time in a high position makes the judge of death tell lies without frowning. Even if he wanted to, this King Qin Guang might not dare to provoke the Shura clan.

King Qin Guang is in charge of life and death in the world, and he is the most powerful one among the ten halls of Yama except for the king of Yama.

Seeing Wu Qiutian's dazed face, the judge who took the death thought that the other party was shocked, and said proudly: "Boy, I advise you to put down the judge in your hand and leave quickly, otherwise, the power of the king of Hades is not something you can bear." ”

"I'm not from the Shura clan, what do you have to do with me destroying the Shura clan! I came here today, without him, I just want to find a person's soul and meet him. Wu Qiutian said unhurriedly.

The imaginary desert and escape did not appear, but the other party said somewhat unscrupulously that the survival of the Shura clan was none of his business. This made the Death Judge look up to him a little bit higher while confirming the identity of the Witch Venerant Heavenly Alien.

The momentum exuded by the Death Judge was not too strong among his enemies, at most it was a cultivation of about one or five thunder tribulations, but the murderous aura on the Death Judge was the most vigorous among his enemies.

Similarly, Wu Qiutian did not dare to underestimate this fatal judge who looked like black charcoal.

The fatal judge slowed down his tone: "If you are looking for someone, why do you need to kill the judge, if you are looking for someone, why not let King Shura communicate with His Royal Highness King Qin Guang." You have invaded my Ten Hall Yama territory so brutally, and you still have Ten Hall Yama in your eyes. ”

still regards the other party as a member of the Shura clan, even if it is confirmed that Wu Qiutian is not a member of the Shura clan, he must be official.

Holding a giant axe, the body exudes a gray aura, and at the same time it is full of murderous intent. Even if such a person is not a member of the Shura clan, he has a great relationship with the Shura clan.

Wu Qiu Tiandao: "I thought that only corrupt officials in the human world asked for money, but I didn't expect that the Nine Netherworld was the same, he dared to stretch out his hand to me, and he had to be ready to use his head in exchange." ”

The fatal judge gritted his steel teeth, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "It turned out to be just a Terran kid who forcibly used a secret method to go down to the underworld from mortal dust, but the old man looked down on you, suffer death!"

Suddenly, his face changed, and if someone else was caught off guard, he would definitely be injured, but what he encountered was Wu Qiutian, an anti-heaven witch cultivator who could fight against the existence of the dual-element thunder tribulation on the first layer of the Thunder Tribulation.

Wu Qiutian said lightly: "Since you don't eat the toast, then I have to let you eat the penalty wine." How did the dead monkeys in Huaguo Mountain make trouble back then, today I, Wu Qiutian, will accompany you to make trouble!"

The Death Judge snorted coldly: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability of the Great Sage." ”

Wu Qiutian's cultivation could see at a glance that this was not like the demon god back then, so the judge didn't take Wu Qiutian in his eyes at all.

As Wu Qiutian's giant axe was raised, and the deadly judge raised his hands flatly, those onlookers disappeared one by one, and the wind surged, and black smoke shrouded Wu Qiutian.

This oppressive force is very powerful, at least comparable to the Terran monks of the Duality Thunder Tribulation. , Wu Qiutian didn't dare to underestimate this deadly judge, the giant axe was flat, and an axe was chopped out.

The torii engraved with two large characters in a hall was split into pieces by a giant axe, and a crack appeared on the floor made of unknown materials. However, the black smoke was not dispelled, but instead surrounded Wu Qiutian like countless ghosts.

The ghost shadows flew over, and some of those ghosts opened their bloody mouths to swallow Wu Qiutian, some stretched their arms and wrapped them around Wu Qiutian's body, and some slowly infiltrated their own cold power into Wu Qiutian's skin.

The yin wind was fierce, mixed with an incomprehensible wail, and it was about to completely engulf Wu Qiutian, and the shield appeared, turning into armor, and tightly wrapped Wu Qiutian.

Although he wrapped his body in time, a black mist still entered the armor, and immediately, he felt as if his soul was being pulled in different directions by thousands of galloping horses, and there was a pain that was about to shatter.

The judge who killed him looked at Wu Qiutian coldly, and thought in his heart: With this little ability, he dared to come to a palace to make trouble, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The three souls and seven spirits were stripped away, and they were no longer a whole, and Wu Qiutian's entire person was in chaos. In desperation, he tried to use his divine sense and witch breath to resist the pervasive black mist, but in the end it had no effect.

At this moment, the ancestral spirit of the Wu clan shone brightly, and a little bit of light turned into silk threads, tightly holding the three souls and seven spirits of the Wu Qiutian together. Although there was still a heart-rending pain in the depths of his soul, he regained consciousness.

The wrestling between the ancestral spirit and the black mist caused Wu Qiutian to fall into endless pain.

Those ghost qi with the power of yin and cold are pervasive, and as soon as they enter the body, they begin to wreak havoc, unlike the demon qi of the demon race, this ghost qi is cold and cold, and it has a strong corrosive ability to the soul.

His body was suspended in the air, moving on its own, and the battle within his body made his body twitch incessantly.

"Hmph, boy, I'll see how long you can last. The Judge of Death waved a fan and a lot of black gas came out from the inside of the fan, and as soon as these masonry appeared, they let out a miserable howl, and one by one the strange-looking heads poured towards Wu Qiutian's body.

More and more black gas completely covered Wu Qiutian, and from a distance, Wu Qiutian looked like an insect with a black callus.

Although Wu Qiutian was in pain, his consciousness was extremely clear.

The ancestral spirit in his body was constantly absorbing the energy on the black gas, and at the same time, the witch breath in his dantian was getting more and more dense.

It's not that he doesn't have a chance to break free, it's that he doesn't want to break free now. Pain, and happiness.

However, the Deadly Judge, who was carefully controlling the black mist, set off a storm in his heart. He didn't dare to really kill Wu Qiutian, because it would most likely lead to a dispute between the Shura clan and the ghost clan. If there is really a war, the extremely protective and cruel Shura clan will go berserk, and at that time, the entire hall will be restless.

He was a deadly judge, even if he was the most powerful assistant under King Qin Guang, he did not dare to start such a war.

Since the existence of the Nine Netherworlds, there have been several battles, one time Chiyou made a big fuss in the Nine Netherworlds, causing the Emperor of Rensheng, that is, the Hades King to retreat; the second Xingtian trouble, which caused the soul of the Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty to be shattered, and the Bodhisattva of the Jizo King disappeared without a trace, and the ghost emperors of the five directions, except for the central ghost emperor Zhou Qi, were able to escape because he helped Xingtian without knowing it, and two of the other four ghost emperors disappeared, and the other two all fell, and their souls were scattered, and they never even had the opportunity to be reincarnated; the third time was Sun Wukong, known as the Monkey King, who made trouble in the underworld, burned the book of life and death, and killed millions of ghost pawns, and the first palace Qin Guangwang became the second in ten thousand years because of this incident, I couldn't hold my head up in front of King Yama all the time.

He was about to retract those black ghost qi, when he suddenly found that his folding fan no longer had the ability to control those ghost qi. The ghost aura gradually faded, and after a while, Wu Qiutian revealed his true body from the ghost qi.

His body was much more condensed, and his face was slightly pale, but the momentum on his body was extremely strong.

Seeing that Wu Qiutian was fine, the judge who took the death breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

Although the judge of the death is famous in the underworld, he does not have the courage to stir up the fuse between the Shura clan and the ghost clan.

Therefore, he just wanted to teach Wu Qiutian a lesson, but he didn't have the intention of killing Wu Qiutian.

The strange Shura clan has inherited the temperament of Xingtian, and is extremely protective, even if they have a grudge against the clan before, after the Shura clan is killed, all the clansmen will avenge the dead person with the same hatred.

The three souls returned to their positions, the seven spirits returned to the body, Wu Qiutian's eyes widened angrily, of course he could see that the fatal judge had reservations, although he had the ancestral spirit to protect the body, he would not really die, but it aroused his fighting spirit.

"Come on, Judge of Death, you and I have a good fight. "Witch Breath Condensing Sword, the same move, when facing the Death Judge, it is a little more ruthless, those witch swords are all condensed, and the sharp blades in the black environment actually give people the illusion of seeing cold light.

The judge who killed him didn't want to fight anymore, he couldn't kill the other party, but the other party's ferocity was aroused, and he didn't dare to guarantee that the other party wouldn't kill him.

Under the absolute advantage of strength, he said while parrying: "You and I are already fighting, why bother to force each other." ”

Ten thousand swords were fired together, forcing the deadly judge to hurry, but Wu Qiutian ignored his whispered words, but rushed to the previous judge with lightning speed, grabbed the opponent's neck with one hand, and pinched it hard.

With a click, the judge's neck broke, and he died completely.