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- Time passed in a flash and three days passed. During these three days, every time there was an additional underworld pawn, the madman would come out to fight, but he was never found. This invisibly made Sha Seng the most powerful person. The name of weakness.
In an ordinary stone house surrounded by the square, Sha Monk, who was as powerful as the sky, stood quietly in the middle, with his chest rising and falling, making waves of wind and thunder.
"Dong, dong, dong!" Three clear bells rang, like a wave of clear water, slowly rippling, covering nearly 10,000 stone houses around the square.
Suddenly, the quiet square became noisy.
In the stone house, light flashed through Sha Monk's opened eyes, he opened his mouth to let out the depressed energy in his chest, put away his power to support the sky, returned to normal again, opened the door and walked towards Square Mountain.
"The selection has begun!"
As expected, three wrought iron grasses only allowed him to recover a little from his injuries, but one was less effective than the other. But it was this recovery that made him absorb the power of the underworld more than twice as fast. After three days, under the influence of Pangu Juefan, it was no problem to do some simple jumps. As for the speed, I really can't praise it.
Joining the figures that kept coming out of the stone house, Sha Monk came to the gray bluestone square and looked up at the black-faced ghost standing on a stone roof.
Black-faced ghosts and green-faced ghosts, these two types of ghosts are mostly transformed from human beings who died in battle. They have a strong will and can easily cultivate into ghosts and immortals, condense their ghost bodies, and embark on the path of spiritual practice.
The aura of the Earthly Immortal Realm enveloped the square, placing all the underworld soldiers who entered the square under his control.
After the last underworld pawn stepped into the square, Heilou looked at the thousands of figures gathered at his feet, and a sonorous and powerful voice spread.
"Heilou, ghost immortals, and underworld soldiers are responsible for leading the way for your group of one thousand prepared underworld soldiers!" After saying that, the figure flashed and appeared on the path below the stone house, turned around and left.
??Simple, clear and neat. Watching the actions of Heilou, Sha Monk couldn't help but think of Sun Wukong. When his senior brother made a big fuss in hell, how much guarantee should be given so that Sun Wukong, who had just arrived in the Golden Immortal Realm at that time, could come back safely, and act as a timid and fearful person. What will happen to the King of Hell?
Facing Hei Lou¡¯s actions, standing in the square and preparing for the underworld, he couldn¡¯t help but be stunned. Seeing Hei Lou's back disappearing in front of him, he quickly stepped forward. Only then did he realize that there were two figures following Heilou, one of them had purple hair on his back and was a madman who loved fighting, while the other was the recognized weakest underworld pawn, Sha Gong.
At this time, a faint sigh sounded in the majestic Palace of the King of Hell.
"well!"
"This Bone Clan actually did such a stupid thing!" The bearded King of Hell looked at the gold post in his hand with helplessness on his face.
"Are they careless or trying to test my attitude? It seems that there has been no big move for millions of years, and some forces want to ricochet!"
"But, they know that this is not good for me."
"A piece of cake!"
The burly body of the King of Hell exudes an aura as thick and tall as a giant mountain, filling the entire hall. At the bottom of the ten pillars erected in the temple, ten dark blood-colored figures vaguely appeared in the distorted light. Each of them carried a huge dark scythe behind them, standing quietly, motionless, as if they did not exist.
When the King of Hell saw his most elite subordinates, the personal guards trained by his own hands, most of the depression in his heart also dissipated.
Walking back and forth in the hall for a few steps, as if he thought of something, he opened his mouth and shouted.
¡°Where is Judge Cui!¡± The voice rolled out from the main hall, dissipated in the entire gray sky, and spread throughout this huge city in the blink of an eye.
After the words fell, three breaths later, a hurried figure appeared outside the hall.
Holding the cause and effect pen in one hand and the life and death book in the other, Judge Cui, wearing green clothes and a weak face, ran into the hall in a hurry.
"Lord Hell, if you have anything to say, tell me quickly. There are still 9,881,543 innocent souls in my house. As time goes by, trouble will happen!"
"Hey, look, there are ten more now!"
"My lord, you'd better just pat your butt and leave, leaving me in the top tank. In order not to make any mistakes, I haven't had a good rest in three hundred years."
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out of the never-ending book of life and death, Judge Cui quickly touched the non-existent sweat on his head, sketched out the cause and effect pen, and complained to the King of Hell who exuded the aura of a bastard. His tone was urgent and high-pitched, without any respect from his superiors.
Judge Cui turned a blind eye to the pressure contained in the aura exuded by the King of Hell, just like the breeze blowing on his face, he didn't care.
? ???Hmm! Let¡¯s not talk about this yet. "Seeing Judge Cui's appearance, the King of Hell withdrew his aura like a giant mountain, waved his big hand, and faltered!
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Without Judge Cui, who is extremely capable, smart and capable, how could he complain as leisurely as he does now. I couldn't help but secretly praise in my heart, what a wise choice I made to leave this unique Cui Yousheng, the current Judge Cui, five million years ago.
¡°Otherwise, I¡¯m afraid he would still be working as hard as the nine brothers.
"Judge Cui, please make arrangements to make the bone clan of Youtiankeng disappear!"
The King of Hell¡¯s eyes suddenly sank, falling on Judge Cui, and he silently added in his heart.
"If the empress didn't like killing and let all the Bone Clan disappear into hell, we would be able to get away with it once and for all. Why would there be any need to go to such trouble! Hum, it's best that the Bone Clan is not willing to suffer the pain of being dumb and seeks revenge on himself, then I But there is a reason to take action.¡±
"Poor guy, he must have offended some great person!" Judge Cui muttered secretly, looked at the King of Hell and said: "Yes, sir, before the sun rises, the Bone Clan of the Youtiankeng lineage will disappear forever. Hell!"
"Well, this matter is a bit troublesome, so hurry up!" After the King of Hell reminded him, he waved Judge Cui to step back, so as not to listen to his nagging.
"Oh, I'm the busiest, and everything is thrown at me, how pitiful!" Stepping out of the gate of the King of Hell's Palace, Judge Cui put down his clothes, sighed toward the gray sky, and strode towards the Judgment Hall. But there are still a lot of wronged souls waiting for him to deal with.
"By the way, let me check this Bone Clan of the Youtiankeng lineage."
There was a sound of flipping through books, and as I walked and searched, Judge Cui easily grasped the information about the Bone Clan of the Youtiankeng lineage in the blink of an eye!
"A tenth-level Taiyi Golden Immortal Perfection, a fifth-level Taiyi Golden Immortal Dzogchen, a third-level Taiyi Golden Immortal Dzogchen, twelve golden immortals!"
"Well, there are more than 1.9 million Bone Clan in total. This Youtiankeng lineage is quite powerful. It is probably among the top among the Bone Clan. Who should we let go this time?"
"The Bone Clan itself is average in strength, but is proficient in weapon training. Well, let's just let Jin Shen and Jin Sheng go!"
"Ba" closed the book of life and death, and Judge Cui blended into the tide of ghosts of different shapes and quickly disappeared.
In just a few words, Judge Cui decided the life and death of nearly two million souls of the Bone Clan!
"Xiao Cui should be about to break through the twelve levels of Golden Immortal Dzogchen now, and he has half-stepped into the Taiyi Golden Immortal! With the help of the life and death book, the cause and effect pen, and the position of heaven and earth, Xiao Cui stepped into the Taiyi Golden Immortal. Jinxian should be much ahead of schedule."
The King of Hell looked happy as he watched Judge Cui disappear outside the hall.
"When Xiao Cui reaches Taiyi Golden Immortal, he has the strength to do some things, and he will be freer! At that time, he will go to the second and third brothers to sit and spend a vacation, let them envy him, and then go to the prehistoric era Let¡¯s wander around, hahaha!¡±
As he thought about it, the rough face of the King of Hell beamed and laughed, feeling happy for his upcoming happy life.
It turns out that he is not happy because his subordinates¡¯ strength has improved, but because Judge Cui can take over more work.
¡°Oh, poor Judge Cui when you meet such a boss!
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Dongsheng Shenzhou, the pale red sunset is half-climbing on the top of the mountain.
In a deserted wilderness, Tang Seng, his master and his three apprentices were slowly advancing. The figures of three people, one horse and four figures were stretched out behind them in the sunset.
It has been seven days since Sha Seng disappeared in this team. During these seven days, Tang Seng, master and disciple, were moving forward steadily without monsters, no robbers, and no human beings!
But among Tang Seng and his disciples, there was always a trace of sadness and worry.
"Wukong, where do you think Wujing is? Are you about to catch up with us now?" Riding on the white horse, Tang Monk twirled the beads with a look on his face and looked at Sun Wukong who was holding the white dragon horse with some worry. Tang Seng had always been very concerned about that third disciple, who was honest and honest, and looked like a human being. There is no news now, and I am really worried.
"Master, Junior Brother Sha was teleported too far by the monster, and he probably hasn't gotten up yet!" A trace of worry flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he turned around to comfort Tang Monk with a smile.
"Furthermore, Junior Brother Sha has extraordinary abilities. Even if he encounters any problems, he will solve them quickly. Master, don't worry!"
During these seven days, Tang Monk asked Sun Wukong the same question almost every day. Tang Seng asked tirelessly over and over again, buzzing like a fly, but it did not make Sun Wukong, who was extremely impatient, angry. He patiently comforted Tang Seng every time.
Because Sun Wukong can feelIt turns out that Tang Seng was really worried about Sha Seng's safety, so he recited the peace mantra for Sha Seng whenever he had time every day.
This kind of concern from the heart made Sun Wukong feel a little warm in his heart. Although Zhu Bajie didn't say anything, his attitude towards Tang Seng became better and he became more positive when encountering problems.
These actions of Tang Seng gradually improved his position in Sun Wukong's heart. He was no longer a harmonious and dispensable master, but occupied a certain position in Sun Wukong's heart.
But Tang Seng was not aware of these changes at all. In his eyes, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were still the same as before. They should eat and walk, and nothing had changed.
Tang Seng couldn¡¯t tell, it was because Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie had become hearts and treated him with their hearts.
"Yes, I hope Junior Brother Sha can come back soon!" Zhu Bajie said sincerely from behind while carrying his luggage.
Zhu Bajie now really wants Sha Seng to come back and take over the luggage on his shoulders so that he can be liberated. Of course, after they had been together for more than two years, Zhu Bajie didn't want him to make things happen to his junior brother.
In the desolate wilderness, the back figures of Tang Seng, his master and his three disciples and one horse gradually disappeared. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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