"The ghosts that will fall here," Su Fu pointed to the reincarnation and said, "Evil is no longer enough to describe. Just like those just now, they are all strong people who have clear beliefs and will not lose themselves. No matter how many times they reincarnate, there will be no change. Therefore, this path is temporarily closed and the punishment set by the Buddha is to work harder to the king."

King Guangwei smiled and said, "This is exactly the meaning of my existence and my pleasure."

Because it is the king's way: "It's finally my turn!"

He also imitated Su Fu to reach out and made a gesture of asking for help: "Come on, let you see the Great Fan Prison under this general administration!"

Su Fu smiled happily and then sank down.

Soon, I came to a space with a radius of only about ten miles, which would not be dim, but would be very bright. But almost all the worlds are filled with mysterious scriptures, flashing with inexplicable mysterious light.

"Is this?" Seeing these scriptures, Su Fu stared in surprise. Because his spiritual consciousness illuminated it, these scriptures were just surfaces, and in fact the entire realm was composed of scriptures.

"This is the Galan Sutra." Because of this, "This is the ghost palace arranged by the layman himself. The ghosts here must fully understand the Galan Sutra to be liberated, and even if they voluntarily enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"You are finally back, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

At this time, I saw a small lake in the center, and there was a water pavilion on the lake. There were three people half leaning against the railings of the pavilion, looking over with a playful look on their faces.

Su Fu was about to step forward, but because he stopped him and met his questioning gaze, he smiled faintly and said, "How can I be your supervisor without any ability? You always have to test whether I am the supervisor."

Su Fu stopped and said, "Okay, let me see the methods of the general manager."

One of the three people laughed: "Okay, this is what I know, come on, it's been a long time since I've had a very happy fight."

Su Fu secretly observed that the weakest of these three people, all of whom were as good as Xu Mingzhen, was extremely terrifying. Especially the kind that showed on their faces, they were careless about everything, but full of evil and destruction. When they were put in the real world, they would definitely be a great devil who was terrified.

As soon as the people in the center finished speaking, the three of them made a dull sound of "dong" and emitted a ferocious aura that was inconsistent with their body shape.

Wherever the aura passes, the void peels away inch by inch, revealing a dark layer of turbulent flow. They are invincible, as if there is no obstacle.

Those scriptures that looked unbreakable emitted violent vibrations under the impact of the aura, and within a short time they would collapse into pieces and be swept into the turbulent flow of the void.

It was almost time to say that, and the entire space was broken in an instant.

The three people sneered coldly and walked towards Jingyin. When they moved, their aura also moved, and the scope of collapse continued to expand. The terrifying aura came through, which made everyone's scalp numb.

Because of his cold expression, he took a step forward and reached out to lean forward. His palm seemed to be pressed against the wall, making a dull sound, and his aura paused.

"I used to tolerate you," he looked up slightly, "It's because the layman refused to let him kill. Now the ban is lifted. I have been tolerating you guys for a long time!"

After saying that, he pushed his right hand hard, and suddenly clenched his fist with his left hand, and suddenly accumulated force, like a full string of arrows, smashing forward "bang".

Bang!

The aura emitted by the three of them collaborated instantly shattered, as straightforward as the mirror shattered.

All three of them were shocked because the king had disappeared.

When he appeared again, he had already come to them. He stood with his hands behind his back, but an invisible force surrounded their necks and lifted them up.

"Do you really think I have a good temper with repeated provocations?" After that, he did not give the three of them a chance to speak, and raised his hand and clenched the air tightly.

The three men's eyes raked violently, and their bodies were twisted, making a crisp sound of "ticticaca", which became more and more severe, and then they turned into a vortex. The vortex rotated quickly, and each turn, it was smaller, and soon there was no more residue left.

From beginning to end, they never let out a scream, but from their extremely hideous faces, they must have been so painful that they had no strength to speak.

After the three of them died, they regenerated the scriptures and restored the prison to the naked eye, and soon returned to the original state.

This was the first time Su Fu saw that he was so quick and straightforward because he was taking action. It seemed that he was not a good person before becoming the Ghost King.

"It seems that I have made a lot of money." He smiled and bowed to Yin.

Because I was not polite, I said for granted: "That's natural."

The kings all booed, expressing disdain.

Because I was used to it, I said: "My younger brothers have always been dissatisfied, but I dare not fight me. Alas! I am so lonely as snow."

Su Furen couldn't help laughing: "The manager is also a wonderful person."

"Look at this little place of me," because he shrugged, "What should I do? Or do I turn into one of the six paths like Ashi Prison?"

Su Fu said: "If the ghosts in the Burning Prison can be saved, it is hopeless to get here, and the Heavenly Way has no choice but to kill. But you can't let you stay here and kill people all the time, so it's better to let them go to the opposite of the Heavenly Way."

"The opposite of the way of heaven?" Everyone was puzzled.

Only because the general manager suddenly realized: "You mean Jiao Zhuo."

"That's right!" Su Fu said with a smile, "Jiao Prison is all Shura, so it's better to call it Shura Dao here."

"This is a good idea!" Because he smiled.

"Of course it's good for you," said Di Zhuanwang a little sourly, "you can get out of the six paths and go everywhere to have a good time."

Because he rolled his eyes: "Your brother, I sold my body to Su Fu, and I got freedom."

"Yoyo!" The king said sarcastically, "It's so aggrieved, brother, since he's so aggrieved, why don't you let me do it for you!"

Because he refused flatly: "That's not possible. If you don't look in the mirror, you won't be afraid of being caught as a pig demon after going to the real world?"

Everyone laughed.

Only King Shenglin doesn’t like to joke, and said seriously: “Lord God, the eighteenth floor has been cleared, and the system of the wheel-repeated underworld has been improved, but there is still a reluctance to ask.”

At this time, the Hong River flooded the eighteen levels of hell, and replaced the Forget River, carrying ghosts and ghosts to the Reincarnation Road. The Hong River is not like the Forget River. If you can cultivate the great power of heaven, you will return to the original state of the imprint of the Heavenly Dao after you roll around in the Hong River. This is the terrifying thing about the power of karma. From then on, except for burning all the prisons, there will be no more ghosts in the underworld who will stay. When you come to this world, treat everyone equally.
Chapter completed!