It seemed to be in the sound of a squeeze out of its teeth, and asked coldly: "All people come to sign up."

This tone was so strange and long that Liu Ruohuan heard the sound as if she had walked in the Nine Netherworlds, her hair standing upright.

Qiao Jingrou did not answer. The little devil tilted his head and looked at the black pen in her hand. "Judge's pen? No, you are not the King of Hell, but you dare to use the pen!"

"Am I a judge? You have to die here today." Qiao Jingrou's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, and calm. "Shura Dao escaped from the Five Elements Reincarnation, but he ignored the way of heaven and took care of human life."

The red ghost smiled and shouted sharply: "Haha, you are a girl with a bad baby, but you dare to discuss me Shura's quality. Could it be that this world is too peaceful and you have forgotten the hellish situation."

"In ancient times, Dazai remembered that eighteen blood-cultivated Shura, fell into demons, slaughtered 18 cities, blood sacrificed to heaven, and returned to the outside world." Qiao Jingrou recited this myth and legend that everyone had heard of, and said: "But your true body is limited by the laws of heaven and earth that cannot appear in the world, let alone where is this place, and where does the demons come to wild?"

Chi Gui was a little angry when he was said. He secretly speculated in his heart that why would this young girl know their origins well?

"Miss is right. My Qiao family doesn't like it."

Aunt Qiao San slowly approached behind Qiao Jingrou. The landscape painting flying in the air also stood behind the two of them. The sound of mountains and waters was faintly heard, full of momentum.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The red ghost had two short legs alternated on the ground, bumping left and right, and quickly got up and rushed over.

After a loud bang, the little ghost's tongue was intercepted by the landscape map. Qiao Jingrou's figure looked like a sharp wind. In a moment, she had already arrived in front of the little ghost with her ink pen.

The red ghost's tongue was mixed in the scroll and could not be taken back. It was so angry that it was anxious and annoyed. It waved its huge pliers with both hands and smashed it at Qiao Jingrou.

"Miss, be careful, the pliers are made of special materials. Those who touch them will lose their limbs and lose their five senses."

Hearing Aunt Qiao San's words reminding the tongue-pulling ghost to kill, Qiao Jingrou's figure shook, and the pen tip shook, and a surging ink was shook out.

The ink flew out, with a very heavy and sharp momentum, hitting the iron pliers of the tongue-pulling ghost, making a dull sound, and deviating from the direction where the iron pliers were swung out.

Then, taking advantage of this posture, she bent down to avoid the iron pliers flying upwards, and the ink pierced straight on one of the eyes of the tongue-pulling ghost.

"The order of the mountains and rivers! Break!"

A broken ink flashed for a moment, and at a speed that ordinary people could not distinguish between themselves, the body of the tongue-pulling ghost crashed backwards and directly penetrated into the pool behind everyone.

Even the tongue that was just tied to the map of mountains and rivers was broken with a bang.

Liu Ruohuan was dumbfounded when she watched. The little ghost killed the Qiao family's enshrinement with one move, but now he was suppressed by Qiao Jingrou so much that he had no power to fight back.

Moreover, she is like herself, with a treasure that offsets the suppression of the divine turtle. Is this proud strength the strongest person present?

Cheng Haoxuan was even more surprised on the back of the turtle. He thought that there were only two people of his peers in this world who needed to be careful. One was Luo Suxin, who pursued the ultimate swordsmanship, and the other was his talented junior sister Gu Qingyao.

In contrast, the saint of the Demon Sect is a waste suppressed by the power of blood. The statement that the four sisters of the Bai family work together to compete with the genius is a joke from beginning to end. The rumors of the martial god of the Zuo family are even more exaggerated. The woman has only stayed in Hangu Pass and guarded the gates of the Emperor.

But Qiao Jingrou in front of her was obviously entering the state of selflessness and had a vague talent and posture to compete with the other two women.

It seems that I underestimated the Qiao family and even more underestimated the contemporary calligraphy saint.

No, such an outstanding woman... she must get her.

Thinking of this, a strange arc appeared on the corner of Cheng Haoxuan's mouth. He was almost imagining the scene where the three most perfect women in the Han and Tang dynasties would serve him in the future.

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"roar!"

A long roar sounded, and the evil ghost plucked his tongue broke out of the water. It carried the huge iron pliers and gasped.

The red nostrils are steaming outward, which means it is in a very bad mood now.

"You actually dare to pull my tongue?"

The first sentence it said when it came out of water almost made Liu Ruohuan laugh. Perhaps this domineering Shura evil ghost was arrogant all his life and had not met anyone who dared to use its torture to deal with it.

Qiao Jingrou gave a humble manner, neither humble nor arrogant, and replied calmly: "Those who harm others should have the awareness of being harmed."

"Hehehe, you little girl, have never tasted any pain!" The evil ghost plucked the tongue so angry that he slapped the water with his iron hand, slamming countless splashes of water.

"Sinking forever! My heart will be killed forever!"

A huge and outrageous blood-colored halo began to rise from the feet of the evil ghost. The red light instantly changed the color of half of the sky, making the whole world seem to be reflected in the blood.

"Silent, lonely, troubles, troubles, afflictions and afflictions are all done to commit thousands of karma, and they will come to purgatory to suffer this punishment!"

The huge red crack began to tear along the sky, and its size had quickly spread to half of the huge body of the giant tortoise.

"This is the curse of the blood ghost technique calling for the evil demons of the superior Shura!" Aunt Qiao San was already full of shock when she saw this scene. She said anxiously: "It is trying to attract the demon kings of the first three prisons to appear in the world. The magic power of the three monsters is so powerful that the entire King of Ghost will collapse due to them."

Cheng Haoxuan also cursed the beast on the back of the turtle. Who knew that this evil ghost who pulled the tongue refused to give up after being irritated and actually attracted such a monster.

If the evil creatures appear, not only will their plans be destroyed, but everyone present will be taken back to hell by the monsters.

With a whoosh, a sharp arrow shot out, directly shooting through the lips and teeth of the evil ghost who pulled the tongue, making it unable to make any more noise.

The people of the Qiao family also felt that the pressure on their bodies was gone, and a huge pressure turned on the evil ghost who pulled the tongue.

This forced it to hold its hands on the water, and looked up angry at the group of humans who were bullying it.

"The mountains and rivers are broken, and a thought is eternal."

A delicate female voice sounded, and the black bamboo deep ink pen drew a perfect half-arc shape, cutting off the tongue-pulling ghost's neck, and the ghost's head fell on the water, showing a look of unwillingness.

"Those present... remember... I will pull my tongue and drag you all into the bottomless abyss..."

Until the last word was finished, it, along with its red skin, began to slowly dissipate into the air, as if it had never been there before.

And the cracks in the sky began to gradually shrink and slowly close.
Chapter completed!