At the same time, Boss Meng.

This is one of the ten major government offices in the underworld. It is said to be a government office, but it is actually a palace.

Under the permanently dark sky of the underworld, the huge palace is like a boundless beast lying on the dry underworld, ready to choose and devour anyone at any time.

In front of the palace, two blood-red lanterns looked like the bloody eyes of this giant beast, which was particularly eye-catching.

At this moment, in the main hall, a beautiful woman with enchanting figure and exquisite figure was half-closing her narrow red phoenix eyes, lying on a huge couch, with only a graceful figure exposed on the gauze curtain.

Several beautiful men and women with enchanting faces were standing guard on the left and right holding lanterns. Their scrutinizing eyes made the yellow-faced boy who was lying down and kneeling to report couldn't help but tremble.

The beautiful woman on the huge couch is none other than Meng Po, the commander of the Meng Po Division and one of the top ten shady commanders in the underworld.

The underworld accepts tens of thousands of dead souls every day. When encountering natural and man-made disasters in the underworld, there may even be hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of souls in one day.

A Meng Po is naturally too busy.

Therefore, when the dead souls on the Naihe Bridge saw Po Meng, they were not Po Meng herself, but Po Meng, the secret agent responsible for erasing the memories of the dead souls.

No matter what its job is, Meng Posi is a leader. His leadership has many hidden dangers, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Meng Po is the heaven of Meng Posi. Life and death can be taken away with just one word.

I can't help but be afraid of the yellow-faced boy in the hall, he is really majestic.

"Are you saying that the guilty soul drank the soup you made and did not clear his memory, and also added spices from the underworld to your soup?" A stern-faced woman asked in front of Po Meng's bed.

"Yes, yes, yes, he drank three big bowls in a row." The yellow-faced boy nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and then said: "Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, I swear that the soup I cooked is absolutely fine."

"Does that sage have a name?" the stern woman asked again.

"Yes, his name is..."

The yellow-faced boy nodded affirmatively, and then paused because he couldn't remember what name Qin He was called.

Even his face was blurred.

"Why didn't you reply?" The stern woman frowned, and the whole hall suddenly became quite cold.

"I, I, I...I forgot." The yellow-faced boy trembled in fright, but he couldn't remember anything.

"Okay, you can go down and keep this matter under wraps."

The stern woman saw how it was rummaging around, and waved her hand. After the yellow-faced boy left as if she had received an amnesty, she bowed and said to Po Meng: "Madam, the sinful soul attracted the flowers on the other side, and the yellow soup has no effect on it. It must be a sage in the world."

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"The human sage concealed by the heavenly secret reappears, haha... All things considered, this is only Zhuge Shenji's ability, right?"

On the giant couch, the corner of Meng Po's mouth slightly raised, and she said casually: "Send people to spread the word, saying that Commander Niu is plotting against the saints in the world, even the Palace of Hell has used it, but the falcon failed and was pecked by an eagle, and even the Palace of Hell has

If you lose it, the underworld will be in chaos."

"Ah...this?"

When the stern woman heard this, she thought she had heard wrongly. After being stunned for a moment, she hurriedly said: "Yes, madam."

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Nanming Lihuo is as fierce as ever.

Jia Chong's ghost body only lasted for more than ten breaths before it was completely burned, leaving nothing behind.

It was just a Grade C meritor. The ghost body had not yet condensed into a physical form. It was ignited by Nanming Lihuo as quickly as a paper man being set on fire.

Ling Tianfan performed better, but he only burned about one stick of incense.

The ghost body that condensed into a solid entity was recognized as a corpse, triggering a shadow puppet show.

But this time the shadow puppet show was different from the past.

In the past, the ghost bodies burned in the world of ghosts and shadow puppet shows recorded how they transformed into ghost bodies after death, how they became ghost kings, etc., without any representation.

But Ling Tianfan's shadow puppetry began to appear from the day it was introduced into the underworld and became a Yin soldier.

Similarly, who he was during his lifetime and how he died are also revealed in the slightest.

Qin He thought about it, and it should be caused by the special characteristics of the underworld. If the dead souls enter the underworld and become Yin soldiers, it will be considered another form of life.

What we have experienced in the past belongs to yin and yang and has no connection.

There is nothing outstanding about Ling Tianfan's "ghost birth". It became a Yin Soldier. It was obviously the path paved by the Ling family. It was gradually promoted from a Yin Soldier along the way. It was also the family's energy and a little bit of luck.

Compared with the Yangjian, there is no difference, it is just the same.

As for discovering the secrets to find him, he only used artifacts such as the Book of Life and Death and the Instrument of Reincarnation to take a quick glance.

Reward: Daluo spell.

Da Luo Mantra: A mantra technique from Abyss Buddhism. If you learn this technique, you will have the power to move mountains and suppress seas, and can suppress all kinds of evil in the world.

Qin He was happy when he saw it.

A Naga Heavenly Dragon appeared in front, which was invincible.

Now comes another great magic spell, which has the power to move mountains and calm seas.

One force and one technique, all are proper ultimate moves.

The most important thing is that this is a skill and is not limited to internal energy or mana release.

Two moves in a row can suppress everything, regardless of whether it is a corpse, a spirit, or something else.

Then Qin He looked at the Palace of the King of Hell. It was indeed a divine artifact. Ever since he entered the place and closed the door, a vague pressure lingered over his head. The aura was like a mountain, which could be topped by Mount Tai at any time.

The force is coming towards him to suppress it.

What stirred this atmosphere was the book of life and death on the desk.

Ling Tianfan set up a trap just to use the book of life and death to lure him into sentence, and then use this aura to kill him.

The idea is good, but the operation is full of loopholes and is nothing.

After pondering for a while, Qin He muttered something.

Spells!

The next moment, the Palace of Hell shrank rapidly, and then turned into the size of a palm, spinning in the palm of Qin He's hand.

Qin He's eyes lit up, this is actually possible?
Chapter completed!