Yinshan, Yin Palace...

"King, Tie Kun is back." A little demon came to report.

"Oh, you'll succeed so soon? Hurry up, Xuan him come in." The Yin King was overjoyed, and a long-lost smile appeared on his gloomy face.

"Yes, the king." The little demon bowed to the Yin King and ran down hurriedly.

After a while, Tie Kun came in from outside in a hurry. He saw him kneeling forward and said, "I am guilty, please sue the king."

King Yin was stunned for a moment and immediately smiled and said, "Your dear will steal the Pure Yang technique for me. I have been working hard all the way. I don't have time to reward you, so how can I blame you?" King Yin said, and walked off the stage with a smile and helped him up.

"Master, I am indeed guilty. This morning, the king put it in the law school and reported that Zhuge Xiaotian's secret secret of pure Yang was stolen yesterday. The old man Si Wuming also asked the law school to block the news and not be leaked."

"Oh, since the secret book has been stolen, can the secret book of Pure Yang Gong be in your hands now?" The Yin King asked in a hurry.

"Oh, go back to the king, I'm not here with my subordinates." Tie Kun shook his head and sighed.

"Not here? Is that true?" King Yin looked at him with doubt.

"Yes... it's really not here." Tie Kun looked at Shangyin King's eyes, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"Bold Tie Kun, you can't come from the real trick." The Yin King rebuked angrily, used an illusion, and suddenly his body reached the throne in the palace.

At first, Tie Kun hadn't reacted, but after thinking about the words of Yin King, he could hear that Yin King meant that he had obtained the secret book of Pure Yang Gong, but he refused to hand it over.

Tie Kun understood the words of King Yin, and immediately knelt forward and said, "It's unfair, king, unfair."

"I am just in deciding the case. When will I be wronged? Think about it carefully, only I will let you steal the secret book of Pure Yang Gong. Has anyone ever made any idea? You must be trying to privately hide the Pure Yang Gong technique, trying to practice the most powerful and yang technique, and deal with it with me. Then I lied to me. The secret book of Pure Yang Gong was stolen by others." After the Yin King finished speaking, he exerted force in his palm and slapped the palace table.

"Bang..." A loud noise came from the stage, and Tie Kun was sweating profusely on his forehead, and his courage was almost scared by the Yin King.

"King, I am wronged, I am wronged... I hope the king will observe clearly." Tie Kun was also a determined man, but when he arrived at the Yin King, he could not show his masculinity.

"You are wronged at once, what is the proof?" Yin King asked angrily. This was his last chance to give Tie Kun. If he could not clarify his black and white, Yin King would let him disappear in this world forever.

Proof? Tie Kun scratched his ears and his head and racked his brains, but he still couldn't think of any evidence that could prove his innocence.

The night was dark, not to mention him, I didn't even know who stole the secret book of Chunyang Gong.

Seeing that Tie Kun was thinking for a moment, the Yin King still couldn't come up with evidence to prove his innocence. He said, "Well, since you have nothing to say, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After the Yin King finished speaking, the fire in his body rushed straight into his lungs. He saw his eyes closed, silently reciting the mantra, exerting force between his palms, gathering energy to force, and a black ball of light was sacrificed from his palms.

"Shishe..." The black light ball mixed with lightning, making a sound.

The Yin King was extremely angry and hit Tie Kun.

"King, I am wronged, I am wronged..." Seeing this, Tie Kun kept kowtowing to the Yin King and shouting for injustice. But it was too late. When the Yin King's black light ball came to Tie Kun, Tie Kun could not dodge and was knocked away by the black light ball. A hot current rushed upwards and spurted out from his mouth. Tie Kun's heart was shattered by the black light ball, and his eyes were blurred. He slowly closed his eyes, dispersing his last bit of thoughts about the Dharma Realm.

"Hmph, I still want to plot against me. It's so worthless!" The Yin King sneered, and his former hideous face appeared on his face.

After saying goodbye to my master, I soared into the clouds and came directly to Yinshan.

This time was different from before. After arriving in Yinshan, I went straight to Yin Temple.

"Who is trespassing into the Yin Palace?" Yin Wang just killed Tie Kun, but he was still in shock. However, he has high spells and has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and has a strong ability to perceive dangers.

"Oh, can you actually sense my existence?" I showed my Dharma body from behind the stone pillar.

"Yellow-haired boy, what do you want to find me?" The Yin King cast disdainful eyes at me, and he didn't take me seriously at all.

"Old thief in Yinshan, I'm so embarrassed to ask me. Did you send someone to Qian Law Academy last night and steal my Pure Yang Kung Fu?"

"Hahaha... It turns out that you are looking for me for this?" King Yin laughed instead of anger.

"What if it's otherwise?" I asked.

"To be honest, the King of Japan has indeed sent people to the City of Holy Sky, and he also had the idea of ​​letting them steal the Pure Yang technique. But if you say that I sent someone to steal the Pure Yang technique, I would definitely not agree." The Yin King vetoed.

"Oh, what do you mean?" I was puzzled at the moment, just thinking that he was looking for an improper reason to cover up his behavior.

"That pure Yang technique is not here with me." After saying that, the Yin King sighed.

Originally, I didn't believe in the Yin King, but judging from the mixed expression on the Yin King's face, he did not lie.

When I was on Earth, I studied psychology in college. These body languages ​​are the most real languages ​​and cannot lie.

Since I am not the King of Yin, who is it? I looked at the King of Yin carefully and touched my chin with my hand to think.

The Yin King was unnatural when I saw him, and he felt a little embarrassed. He immediately shouted: "Little bastard, what are you looking at?"

I was speechless and flew away before the Yin King could react.

The breeze on the clouds was gentle, and I felt so happy. I felt comfortable in my heart and relaxed mentally.

A trace of thought emerged in my mind, it was like an electric flower, exploding everything.

I suddenly thought of the bet between King Yin and Lord Bei's Netherworld a few days ago. Lord Bei's Netherworld was defeated that day, and I must have hated King Yin. Could it be that he stole the Pure Yang technique? When I thought of this, I was shocked.

What made me happy was that this matter finally came to light.

Thinking of this, I turned my clouds and drove the clouds towards the northern secluded land.

In a moment, I came to Beiyou by Yuntou. This surprised me. In the past, I was extremely slow in controlling clouds. If I wanted to go from Yinshan to Beiyou, it would take at least half a day to go from Yinshan to Beiyou. But now, I only used teacup skills to drive from Yinshan to Beiyou. Maybe I have practiced the Pure Yang technique, and Pure Yang technique has invisibly increased my magic cultivation, which has accelerated the cloud speed of my Cloud Control Art.

At this time, in the Nether Palace...

"What? You succeeded." The phantom of the Underworld quickly came down, snatching the thing in the hands of the thief with one hand, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Swish..." Another phantom flashed by, and the Nether Lord returned to the seat in the hall.

However, when Nether Lord opened the ancient book, a hint of astonishment flashed across Nether Lord's face.
Chapter completed!