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0296 Threatening the three judges (Saturday)

What a bunch of blind little ghosts. Guan Heng sneered. Don’t you know that you are the ancestors of catching ghosts in front of you?

The flame pattern in Guan Heng's eyes suddenly flashed, and a wall of flames more than ten meters high immediately erupted around him. This flame was the nemesis of all soul types. The undead evil souls were burned to the point of screaming, and Guan Heng faced it.

A relatively large evil spirit suddenly opened its flaming hands and caught it with a bang. The fierce flames suddenly burned the big evil spirit until it was dying. The ghost-eating beast suddenly appeared on the back of its right hand, and the evil spirit was caught with a roar.

suck it into your mouth

Suddenly, Guan Heng read the memory of this evil ghost. It turns out that this small underworld was an ancient interstellar battlefield before it was occupied by the three judges. Guan Heng nodded slightly. No wonder the undead are used to gathering in this place. Here is one

A very suitable place to build an underworld

The three major judges in the small underworld usually work independently. Judge Lu occupies the east and builds the Lu Judge Hall; Judge Cui occupies the west and builds the Cui Judge Hall; the south belongs to Judge Jia, so naturally he builds the Judge Judge Jia.

A moment later, the aggressive Guan Heng kicked down the door of Judge Lu's palace. Within three minutes, there were all night wandering ghosts lying down and lying inside. Guan Heng grabbed Judge Lu's collar and pulled him away.

In Cui Ban Hall, Guan Heng came with a similar gourd and beat Lao Cui, who was disobedient and angry at first, until he became docile.

Judge Cui nodded and bowed to lead the way, leading Guan Heng to Judge Jia. At this time, Lao Jia had already learned the news from the escaped night wandering ghost soldiers.

Oh my God, the frightened old Jia secretly cried out: An evil spirit has returned from the underworld, what should I do? Judge Jia, who was feeling helpless and anxious, finally ushered in Guan Heng's arrival.

Old Jia was a good man and did not suffer the immediate consequences, because he had already seen the second judge Lu Cui with a bruised nose and swollen face standing obediently behind Guan Heng, looking like his little daughter-in-law who had just been wronged in her mother-in-law's house. Old Jia was so frightened that his head was numb, and he hurriedly

He greeted him with a face full of joy: Hey, Judge Jia from the small underworld realm, welcome the great master of China

He had already seen that Guan Heng had black hair and black eyes. He must be a member of the Chinese ethnic group. He was from his hometown. He tried to play the fellow card first. Judge Jia's eyes were darting around, and he said to himself: I can't reach out and hit the smiling person.

I'll first respectfully caress this person and then talk about it.

You two idiots, take a look, Judge Jia still knows the rules of etiquette and curls his lips. Judge Xie Lu Cui: How different is it from you, who shout to fight and kill when they meet? Can I not get angry and do it?

It was so unjust. Judge Lu and Cui were almost in tears. They were shouting in their hearts: It was obviously you, the old man, who made the first move when he entered the door. We are the victims.

Since you, old Jia, know etiquette and know how to advance and retreat, I will get straight to the point. Guan Heng sat on a chair in the main hall, crossed his legs and said: You have the fragmentary picture of Cangjie's tomb, right?

It just so happened that I also had a fragment of the picture in my hand. Guan Heng took out the fragment from the wax pill and waved it in front of the three of us: In a word, whoever has the strongest fist should own the thing.

Guan Heng, with a face full of arrogance, slapped the picture on the table: I will put the things here. If any of you thinks you can beat me, come and get it.

The three of them looked at each other, and I looked at each other, and finally Judge Lu took the courage to say: Uncle Guan, we have all been beaten like this by you, who dares to bring trouble on himself? But the remains of the tomb of the gods are our old masters.

We are not qualified to make decisions about the King of Ghosts.

Guan Heng banged the table and said angrily: You three young men are trying to fool me. The ghost king has been dead for thousands of years. I'm afraid you have almost divided up his belongings.

Why do you miss your old master and dare not act without permission? He spat on the ground and said disdainfully: It's all bullshit. Tell me, do you want me to tear down this small underworld and make it a place where you have no place to live?

All the lonely ghosts

The three judges were sweating coldly, and while they were racking their brains to deal with Guan Heng, Guan Heng couldn't wait any longer. He spread his fingers and suddenly summoned the Shadow Bearing Sword.

Swish, Guan Hengxin threw his sword into the middle of the hall, and the Yingying Sword buzzed as it was inserted into the floor tiles.

This sword of mine can absorb all the souls of the dead in the small underworld. Guan Hengran sneered: I am counting down to five. If you don’t give me a satisfactory answer, I will leave no ghosts here. The three of you are waiting to be naked.

Judge, the Chengying sword body crystal suddenly shone with Guan Heng's voice. Even the three judges felt that their souls were unstable and were about to be sucked in.

Don't you have anything to say? Uncle Guan, Judge Cui is the least timid. He was so frightened that he trembled like chaff, crawled and crawled to Guan Heng's feet and rushed to explain: I said, I said, the residual picture was listened to by the previous ghost king's mount.

The soul has been swallowed, and now the remaining soul of Listening is sleeping all day long in Lao Jia's Jia Fan Hall. It has nothing to do with me. Please forgive me.

Is that so? Guan Heng's cold gaze fell on Judge Jia's face. The other person's originally pale and thin face was sweating like rain: He, I, this

Hupa Guan hooked his fingers horizontally, and the Chengying Sword was attracted by the magnetic force and flew up out of the air, spun around, and was nailed to Judge Jia's feet again.

Judge Jia was so frightened that he almost lost his soul and fell to the ground: "Spare my life"

Stop talking nonsense. Guan Heng impatiently interrupted Judge Jia’s begging for mercy: Listen carefully to what the residual soul is saying.

I said, I said, Judge Jia knew that he could no longer hide it, so he had to tell the truth: My old master, the Ghost King, was the leader of ghosts and immortals in the underworld. He had always been on good terms with the God of Fire, Zhu Rongcangjie.

, Cangjie was caught in an ambush and was besieged. In the end, he had no choice but to self-destruct with his powerful enemy and died together.

Cang Jie died miserably. After his immortal bones self-destructed, only his right arm remained intact. In the end, it was scattered in various dimensions due to accidents. Judge Jia knew the details, and he said it in a similar way: Zhu Rong, the god of fire, took his soul from his clothes.

The tomb was secretly set up somewhere, and the tomb map was divided into three parts. One of them was given to my master, the Ghost King, for safekeeping.

As a result, the enemy attacked the underworld and caused the passage of the three realms to collapse. The ghost king also fought hard and died. Judge Jia said with a mournful face: Before he died, he was afraid that the tomb map would be lost, so he asked his horse Di Ting to swallow the remaining map to avoid falling into the wrong hands.

The auspicious beast Tingting, which has a tiger head, one-horned dog ears, a dragon body, a lion tail, and unicorn feet, turns out to have two heads. They are twin psychic beasts. One of them has been lost in the world since he was a child. The other is the ghost king's pet and never leaves his side.

The two judges whispered: Who would have thought that when the Ghost King died in the battle, Di Ting was so violent that he hit a stone and died alongside his master, the Ghost King.
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