Underworld.

gate of hell.

The black desert, the misty sky.

The air was filled with smoke blocking the view, as if he didn't want people to see the whole picture here clearly.

Amid the smoke, a huge door stood beneath.

Two hideous ghosts and gods attached to the copper gate, like sculptures that were refined into it.

The second god's face twisted and looked downward, making a creeping and desperate voice.

"The Gate of Life and Death Reincarnation."

"A prison for rewarding good and punishing evil"

"open!"

The giant gate opened with a bang, and teams of lonely ghosts appeared in the smoke and stood on the platform.

A ghost with a red mask shook his whip, tearing the air and making a harsh sound of breaking the wind.

At the same time, howling from the mouth was heard.

"The mortals enter the underworld."

"The evil one goes to hell."

"The practitioners who practice will send them to the ghost town."

"No mistake."

The ghost messenger put the chains and handcuffs on several lonely ghosts. After these Yin Gods with cultivation were locked,

As for those ordinary wild ghosts, they directly inserted them and threw them into the Huangquan River, and went down the Santu River.

Wang Qilang controlled the incarnation of the inner demon and let the ghost messenger drag it. He first boarded a ferry and then crossed the stone bridge.

Finally, a ghost city in the underworld appeared in front of me.

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"The city of death is in vain."

However, they did not stop and then headed to the next city.

"The City of Evil."

“…”

One city after another, Wang Qilang found that the underworld was much wider than he had imagined.

On the last halfway, the ghost messenger suddenly stopped and crawled on the ground.

A carriage walking on the ghost fire passed by in the sky. The wheel of the carriage was two terrifying and hideous skeleton ghost heads, and under the wheel was a ghost cloud formed by heavy black smoke.

There were many ghost soldiers and ghost generals standing above the black smoke, holding flags and swords.

This should be a ghost who holds an important position in the underworld. Looking at the direction, he heads towards the center of the underworld. There should be the location of the Palace of Yama.

The ghost mess crawled on the ground and didn't dare to look up, but the incarnation of the inner demon raised his head and saw clearly.

At this moment, Wang Qilang, who was sitting in the yard, suddenly shouted.

"go!"

"Catch up with him."

The black air suddenly escaped from the tied evil ghost, merged into the layers of smoke and darkness in the underworld, and faintly chased the skeleton carriage.

Above the Ghost Fire and Nether Car, Yangchengfujun was bowing his head and pondering.

He was wearing a red official robe, his face was covered with ghosts and gods, and his body was filled with majesty and murderous aura.

Ordinary little ghosts dared not approach him at all. No wonder those fools crawled on the ground before they saw him.

"I wonder what happened to the Gods of the Underworld this time when the Hall of Yama summoned us and other gods."

However, he raised his head and a dark shadow pounced on him.

The black air penetrated into the gaps of the Ghost Fire and Netherworld Train like a snake and poured in.

"What?"

As soon as he spoke, the ghost and god were invaded by the incarnation of the ghost and god's body and became fascinated by his senses.

The two sides fought on another battlefield.

This is the battlefield of the inner demon, not on the front, but on the will and the origin of the soul. This is why the Taoist demons in the past are so afraid of the inner demon lineage.

Not long after, the ghost and god were found by the inner demons and completely devoured the Yangchengfu Jun.

The inner demon turned around and finally reflected the true horror of the inner demon incarnation sutra.

A ghost general outside heard something from Yang Chengfujun and raised his hand to stop the entire car driver and the entourage guard in the air.

"Mr. Fujun, has something happened?"

However, the ghosts and gods in the underworld waved their hands.

"Nothing happens."

"move on."

The ghost general bowed: "Yes."

Turn around and wave: "Keep going."

These ghost soldiers and ghost generals did not notice that their master had changed, and they still drove the ghost fire skeleton chariot and headed towards the Hall of Yama in the distance.

The towering black giant mountain, the underworld corps built along the mountain, and the Hall of Yama that suppresses everything on the top of the mountain.

One by one, the ghosts and gods who were overwhelmingly overwhelmed the world came to the scene, and fell from the sky in front of the Hall of Yama, standing under the long ladder in order.

Above the stairs, there are ghosts and gods calling out.

"The top ten judges, the gods of the Nether City, and the lords of the four directions have arrived."

"Enter the temple."

The gods of the underworld stepped on the stairs, walked into the hall and bowed.

"Greetings to the Palace Master."

The Hall of Yama is vast and boundless. When ghosts and gods walk into it, they feel empty. There seems to be something extremely terrifying hidden in the invisible darkness around them, making them feel like a thorn in the back.

One copper pillar after another stretched deep into the copper pillar, the ghost head lamp was lit on it, and the ghosts and gods sealed in the pillars were licking the ghost fire.

At the height of the end is a bronze table, but the throne on the table is empty.

Standing on one side was an existence wearing a black robe and a golden crown, who was the deputy hall master of the Hall of Yama.

When Wang Qilang saw the top ten judges in the underworld, he was already a little stunned.

Unexpectedly, the deputy hall master of the Hall of Yama also appeared.

He was in Changjing, watching him and the top ten judges disappear.

"Ming Tuosheng, the deputy head of the Hall of Yama Palace?"

"Didn't this guy die in Master Jiang Zi?"

Ming Tuosheng, the deputy director of the Hall of Yama, held the life and death book in his hand and the judge's pen in the other hand.

"The gods in the underworld listen to the order."

"From today, without my decree, you are not allowed to go out."

"From today, the underworld will no longer attract souls."

"From today, the gates of hell will not be closed."

“From today…”

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The world, the spring city.

Wang Qilang had already escaped from the state of sitting cross-legged and visualizing, and was walking in the yard.

After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong.

Why did the deputy hall master Ming Tuosheng in the Hall of Yama? It is said that things like the life and death book are all personally controlled by Emperor Yin, so why did it appear in the hands of Ming Tuosheng?

Ming Tuosheng hurriedly closed the underworld, and he knew that something was a big deal.

“What’s wrong.”

“What’s wrong.”

"Something must have happened."

But Wang Qilang didn't know what happened. He only saw the appearance of the outside but could not see the actual inside story.
To be continued...