After gritting his teeth, the Ghost King nodded and said, "Okay, let's talk about our grudges back to the underworld. How do you think we will join forces?"

Lei Jun pointed to the cave behind Wu Mian and said, "Wu Mian can defend the front, but he can't do anything about the cave behind. You and I will work together to drive away Fayuan, and Xue Buping's remnants attacked Wu Mian head-on. When he was not paying attention, you each divided a team and collapsed the cave... I heard that Yan Jun is seriously injured now and should not be able to withstand this."

The Ghost King could not think of a better idea, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I will follow your plan. Fayuan and Xue Buping's remnants should not be used in vain, but what about the Dayinsi team? You can't let them eat ready-made ones, right?"

Hearing the Ghost King talk about the Great Underworld, Lei Jun sneered and said, "The fence-headed grass has retreated. It saw that the wind direction is wrong. It just fled with its few people. It didn't think about where it could escape if Yan Jun recovered? Even if he was born, he would pull out its soul..."

"Don't care..." The Ghost King said to his demon soldiers: "You go and command Fayuan, Xue Pingbu's remaining troops will attack Wu Mian head-on. If there are any ones they don't follow, kill them immediately... He Zhong, Li Yuan, you two divided a demon soldiers to follow Judicial Lei Jun to the top of the cave, obey Lei Jun's order, and not disobey."

The two members didn't understand when their lord started to be so good with Lei Jun. Even their demon soldiers could be divided into one and handed over to Lei Jun. Are you really not afraid that the judge would eat this man? However, both of them knew the temper of the Ghost King, so they could only take the order to take their subordinates and follow Lei Jun's demon soldiers to Wu Mian and march from the back mountain toward the top of the cave.

When Lei Jun left, he also left his own men and horses to the Ghost King. Then, the Ghost King's subordinates began to force Xue Buping's subordinates who were already afraid of being withdrawn, and continued to kill Wu Mian. He also surrounded the subordinates of Fayuan who were about to escape, and forced them to continue to pounce towards Wu Mian with swords and guns.

According to what the Ghost King thought, even if Wu Mian was a man who was beaten, his magic would still dry up. At that time, his magic would not be able to borrow it. At that time, either he would escape by himself, or he would surrender to himself and hand Yan Jun into his hands. However, Wu Mian's magic was profound and completely beyond the Ghost King's expectations. His magic seemed to be inexhaustible and inexhaustible, constantly seducing lightning to form a network. He turned the rushing ghosts into nothingness, and such a magic would be

As for the legendary master, he couldn't hold on for so long... Now the Ghost King can only hope that Lei Jun's place will be smoother. Seeing that Fayuan and Xue Buping's men are about to fight all, they will use their old capital... As Fayuan's remaining soldiers are about to fight all, the cave behind Wu Mian suddenly made a loud noise. Then the top of the mountain suddenly sank down, and the entire cave collapsed. A burst of smoke came out of it, surrounding Wu Mian.

"It's done! Listen to the three armies, the former Yan Jun has already died in the hands of the cultivator Wu Mian. He is well-versed in the underworld, and Yan Jun is dead..." After seeing the cave collapse, the Ghost King roared, and then ignored Wu Mian who was surrounded by smoke and dust. He hurriedly took his troops to escape in the direction of the underworld. Now when he returned to the underworld, he still had time to set a trap for Lei Jun. When it was leading his troops back to the underworld, he would give Lei Jun a full blow. At that time, the underworld had the greatest power, and the big underworld, which had only a few underworld and ghost messes in his hands, was not his opponent at all. If it did not surrender, it would be the fish on its chopping board.

As soon as most of the Ghost King left, the remaining ghosts were even more afraid to stay here. They also followed the Ghost King and ran towards the underworld. After a while, the smoke and dust wrapped around Wu Mian disappeared, and the white-haired man saw that the countless ghosts in front of him had disappeared without a trace.

He looked back at the cave behind him and said to the air: "Where is the old guy? You're not dead..."

"It's just a little bit..." At this time, Xiao Rensan's head came out from Wu Mian's feet. After giggling at the white-haired man, the little guy continued to say, "I'm sure they will have this happen. After saving Yan Jun, he asked his son to dig out an authentic tunnel. As soon as we climbed out, these little ghosts over there collapsed the cave. It was also a blessing from the heavy fog, and no one noticed us..."

After hearing Xiao Rensan's words, Wu Mian nodded, then threw the three savings in his hand to the ginseng doll, and said, "Give this back to the old guy and let it fill the magic. Maybe it can still be used next time..."

After laughing, Xiao Rensan said to Wu Mian: "Don't you follow us ginseng to meet them? All the little ghosts here have retreated, so we can go back the same way."

"You go back first, just wait for me in Jinling City. I still have something to do." After saying to Xiao Rensan, Wu Mian glanced at the thickest fog in front of him, and then continued to say to the ginseng doll: "Tell me to the old guy, go back quickly, let's talk about something Jinling City..."

Xiao Rensan blinked his eyes and looked at the distance along the white-haired man's gaze. The little guy understood something. He stopped talking more and disappeared directly in front of Wu Mian.

After Xiao Rensan disappeared, Wu Mian said to the thickest air in the mist: "I have been watching for most of the day before a judge and a ghost king died. Are you a little disappointed?"

As soon as Wu Mian finished speaking, he heard a chuckle from the air. Then Tong Qizhen's voice came out of the fog: "It's good, Fayuan and Xue Buping's forces were completely eliminated. The rest is Lei Jun and Kongsha to compete for the throne of the underworld. After they were divided, you will send Yan Jun back to the underworld. No matter who wins, they will fight Yan Jun again. After this battle, the underworld will not have the energy to be involved in the world for thousands of years."

"Isn't this your credit?" Wu Mian smiled coldly, then continued to say to Tong Qizhen in the fog: "Now your major event has been almost done. Shouldn't you go to the foreword and die in front of me?"

"It's not time yet..." Tong Qizhen laughed softly and continued to say to Wu Mian: "The underworld still has a chance to turn around now. If they join forces with the underworld, it will still be a big threat to the world. I can't let this happen. But Mr. Wu Mian, don't worry. It's almost done, and the knot in my heart on you will be liberated soon. At that time, it will be a kind of relief to me..."

Before he finished speaking, the Zhan Kun beside Wu Mian suddenly disappeared. Then Tong Qizhen, who was in the bad breath, said softly, "Ah...", then laughed again, and said to the white-haired man: "This magic weapon was given to you by Master Dafang. Before I finished what I was going to do, how could he watch you finish me? Mr. Wu Mian, if Tianlang is still there, that moment might have freed you and me..."

At the end of the day, Tong Qizhen's tone actually brought a hint of sadness. Then he sighed softly and continued, "Mr. Wu Mian, I still have something to do. When the big thing is completed, Tong Qizhen will definitely come to you to die to redeem the sinful stomach that hurts the wife's soul... Tong Qizhen said goodbye..."

After Tong Qizhen finished speaking, the magic weapon with the light of autumn water returned to Wu Mian again. After pausing for a moment, the white-haired man glanced at the position where Tong Qizhen was talking, and then he turned around and walked down the mountain.

Almost arrived at the place where I happened to meet Yan Jun and Feng Zuo's soul just now, and vaguely saw several figures appearing in the fog. Then, a familiar voice sounded: "Is it Tong Qizhen? I guess he will come to see with his own eyes that his plan was successful. Is it him?"
Chapter completed!