Yang Xuan and the others left the Judicial Department and walked into the Punishment Department.

At this moment, in the Tiansheng Temple, the Tiansheng Zhenjun sat upright on the hall with a gloomy face.

His whole body was waving strongly and his anger surged.

He never thought that the people in his heaven would be caught in the underworld.

Someone actually dares to seduce the soul!

His eyes were terrifying, and there was a sharp aura all over his body. A series of laws and divine chains were terrifying.

For some reason, he felt that this matter was definitely related to Yang Xuan. Since Yang Xuan arrived at the underworld, everything seemed to have changed.

The first time there was a scene where the golden immortal soul with sufficient life span in the Heavenly Court was fried.

And this time, Hei Wuchang actually hooked the soul of his Heavenly Envoy in the underworld, which was a slap in the face, a slap in the face of the Heavenly Envoy.

The True Lord of Tiansheng looked ugly. He knew that it would be useless to find King Qin Guang at this time, and the other party would definitely protect him in every way.

The safest way is to wait until you know where they went and take the soul back.

Ming Song had enough life span. Even if he took back his soul, it would not be considered as an offense to the Yin rule. It was impossible for the underworld to catch the handle.

"True Lord!" At this time, a shout came from outside the hall, and a figure rushed into the hall in an instant.

"It was found out. They went to the Judicial Department first, and then went to the Punishment Department." The figure said hurriedly.

"Punishment Office? Does he still want to fry it?" Tiansheng Zhenjun was so angry.

Swish!

His figure flashed and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the confused immortal in the hall.

At this time, the General Secretary of the Punishment Department is the highest purgatory in the Underworld.

The people who are punished in this purgatory are all powerful beings in the three realms. The one with the lowest cultivation level is the realm of the celestial immortal, and the one with the highest cultivation level is the Taiyi Jinxian.

As for the soul of the Daluo realm, such a strong man is generally well aware of the world and avoids cause and effect in everything, and basically will not cause any major sins between the world.

Or in other words, those who truly cause trouble and have great sins are destined to be plagued by cause and effect, and there is no possibility of becoming the realm of Daluo.

At this time, in a huge purgatory, many evil spirits were experiencing punishments.

Even though they were golden immortals or even Taiyi Jinxians during their lifetime, they were settled after death. After entering the underworld, they would be rewarded and punished according to their merits and demerits during their lifetime.

Those who are so sinful, even if they go through the punishment of the Evil Department, it will be difficult to cleanse their sins. Such dead souls will be locked in the eighteenth level of hell and continue to be punished.

As the chief officer of the Evil Punishment Division, the Nigami King will basically stay in the largest purgatory of the Evil Punishment Division.

At this time, the gate of the Punishment Office was pushed open, and Fan Wujiu walked in with a swagger.

Among the top ten Yin generals, the ones with the most irritable temper are Hei Wuchang and Nigami King.

The two looked very similar, both had faces like black charcoal, and their personalities were similar, both of them were as irritable as thunder.

At this moment, feeling Fan Wuji's breath, the nigger king suddenly looked at the door of the hall, and saw Fan Wuji walking in with a soul in his hand.

There was another person next to him. When the nigger king saw it, his face changed and his eyelids twitched.

He walked down quickly and walked towards the entrance of the hall.

"Black old ghost, life is good!" Fan Wujiu looked around, then looked at the Black Ghost King and laughed.

"Old Man Fan, you are not ashamed. You are not much whiter than me." The nigger king curled his lips, then looked at Yang Xuan and said, "How come Brother Yang Xuan come here today?"

"Nigga King, I want to find an errand in this purgatory." Yang Xuan said.

Upon hearing this, the nigger king blinked and said, "Brother Yang Xuan, don't say that. The only position here that suits you is the position of the Chief Secretary."

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Don't be afraid of the nigger king. I have very low requirements. Just fry the official. Ji Mo's place is not good. Frying the Golden Immortal is OK. If you want to blow up Taiyi Golden Immortal in the future, it may not be good."

Hearing this, the Nigami King almost exclaimed, how could there be so many Taiyi Jinxian let you explode?

Although this place is the biggest purgatory of the Punishment Department, it is not a person who blows Taiyi Jinxian every day, but only occasionally blows up one to improve.

But Yang Xuan's words sounded like it was very common to blow up Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"Brother Yang Xuan, you can be a fried official here, but I can't get you the Taiyi Golden Immortal Fried." The black ghost king was embarrassed.

"I'll do it myself!"

Upon hearing this, the Nigami King's eyelids hopped again.

"Brother Yang Xuan, have you misunderstood something?"

"What's wrong?"

"Where are you going to get Taiyi Jinxian to blow it up?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuan smiled and said, "This is easy to deal with. I see that there are many golden immortals in the Heavenly Court and Buddhism in the underworld. Even Taiyi Jinxian has several. These are enough to explode for a while."

"What...what?" The nigger king almost jumped up in fear.

"You want to blow up the Taiyi Jinxian who is in the underworld in Heaven and Buddhism?"

"Yes, the final target is the Daluo Golden Immortal, the True Lord of Heavenly Saint."

"Brother Yang Xuan, you..." The nigger king was shocked. At this moment, he really couldn't find anything to describe his mood.

At this time, Ming Song's soul, led by Fan Wuji, had already been frightened. What Yang Xuan said completely shocked him and almost scared him to pee.

His ultimate goal was actually the True Lord of Heavenly Saint, which frightened him, which was too crazy.

"Nigga King, stop talking nonsense, find a big cauldron as soon as possible. Brother Yang Xuan is still waiting for the soul-hitting explosion."

"Soul-exploding?" The black ghost king was shocked and looked at the dead soul in Hei Wuchang's hand.

"Golden Immortal?"

The black ghost king looked at Fan Wujiu and said, "Where did this golden immortal come from?"

"Are you talking nonsense? Of course it's in Heaven."

"This...you've already started to act?"

"Brother Yang Xuan, have you thought about it? If you make the True Lord of Heavenly Saint anxious, you may sue the Heavenly Court. At that time, Heavenly Court will definitely blame him."

"I said to the King of Nigami, why are you so mean and silly? How could Brother Yang Xuan be afraid of the Heavenly Court? He came out of the Heavenly Court."

"What if the Holy True Lord kills him to the Punishment Office one day?"

"Isn't this you there? Is your cultivation level in Daluo realm a decoration?" Fan Wujiu said with a lip voice.

Among the ten Yin Zhengs, several have reached the Daluo realm.

Among them are Xie Bi'an and the Nigami King.

Hearing this, the nigger king suddenly realized. He looked at Fan Wujiu and said, "Fan Wujiu, I understand. You want to pull me into the water."

"Haha, just this relationship between us, I always think of you in such a good thing that I have done with Heaven." Fan Wujiu laughed.

"Damn it, do it if you do it. Fan Wujiu dares to do it. What am I, Lao Hei, afraid of?" The nigger king looked straight and shouted.

"Come on, put on the cauldron, pour oil and make a fire!" The black ghost king waved his sleeves and shouted.

"As for order!" Suddenly, a ghost officer shouted and left quickly.

Not long after, a quaint black cauldron was carried over by the ghost officer under his command.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the cauldron was placed on a huge rock in the purgatory.

The huge rocks are red, and below is an endless abyss, with hot magma rolling in the abyss.

In the Punishment Department, there was a red red, and the souls of the fairyland were whipped and drove them to climb up the volcano shrouded in hellfire.

At this time, this large cauldron was placed here, which attracted the attention of many ghost messengers in Purgatory.

They all turned their eyes here, all showing doubts.

"The Master personally transferred the fried cauldron to fry. What do you want to do? Is there any special soul that needs to be blown up?" At this time, a ghost messenger whispered.

"I don't know, but Eighth Master Hei Wuchang is here too. Could it be that it is the soul in Eighth Master's hand?"

"Who is the one next to the Master and Eighth Master? Judging from their attitude towards him, their status seems to be not as weak as that of the two."

"I don't know, the face is very good."

"Of course we have a child. We stayed in the Punishment Office all day long, so how could we see anything."

"He looks very much like a person." At this moment, a ghost messenger spoke.

"who?"

"Yang Xuan!"

"It's him! No wonder, if it were him, the attitude of both of them would be normal. After all, this person even needs to be treated with King Qin Guang."

"Wait, I really want to know!" At this moment, a ghost messenger looked shocked and said hurriedly.

"What do you know?" asked a ghost messenger.

"I know who the soul in Hei Wuchang's hand is. I seem to have seen it once before."
To be continued...