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Chapter 135 Pseudo Underworld(1/2)

At this time, in the Purgatory Hall, the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain was frightened, and Yang Xuan's words made his heart tremble.

He didn't know Xiang Yang, which means he was not a ghost from the Earth Immortal Realm.

There is only one possibility, he comes from the underworld.

Underworld soul-catching envoy!

"Ghost Master, I don't know if the Ghost Master has arrived, and I have missed the opportunity to welcome you. Please forgive me."

The Ghost King of Ivory Mountain quickly saluted and showed respect.

"I wonder if Master Ghost is Master Seventh or Master Eighth?"

Hei and White Impermanence are very famous, not only in the underworld, but even in the world of the world, the seventh and eighth masters are also well-known.

Of course, it is a bad reputation!

Yang Xuan glanced at the other party, then looked at the female ghost in the corner of the secret room, and said in a low voice: "You go out first."

"Thank you for your help, benefactor." The female ghost panicked and saluted Yang Xuan repeatedly.

Wong!

As soon as the female ghost walked out of the secret room, a terrifying power spread out from Yang Xuan's body, instantly covering the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain.

"you……"

The face of the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain changed drastically. Just as he was about to speak, his soul suddenly shook, his legs became weak, and he knelt on the ground with a thump.

He looked shocked. This pressure was too powerful. He felt that if the other party wanted to kill him, this pressure alone would be enough to collapse his soul.

"Ghost Master!" The Ghost King of Ivory Mountain exclaimed, "The villain will never dare to do it again."

"Let me ask you, who is Xiang Yang?" Yang Xuan's eyes were cold, his voice was gloomy, without any emotion.

Upon hearing this, the face of the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain changed drastically. He looked at Yang Xuan, kowtowed repeatedly, and cried sadly: "Ghost Master, the villain really dare not say it. If he said it, the villain will be finished."

"Hmph!" Yang Xuan snorted coldly and suddenly looked at the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain.

"ah!"

At this time, the terrifying pressure increased rapidly, and the soul body of the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain cracked open, cracking inch by inch.

"Ah... no, Ghost Master, please spare me!"

"After asking, who is Xiang Yang? If you don't say it, you can try all the punishments outside!"

Upon hearing this, the face of the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain changed drastically, and his hair was covered in sweat.

He knew the punishment in Purgatory very well, and punishing others is OK. If he had to taste it, he would probably collapse.

Seeing that the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain was indifferent, Yang Xuan raised his body and walked out of the secret room.

"No... Ghost Master, don't, Ghost Master." The Ghost King of Ivory Mountain shouted shrillly.

His cultivation level of Taiyi Jinxian could not make any waves in Yang Xuan's hands and could not resist at all.

Seeing Yang Xuan walking out of the secret room with the Ivory Mountain Ghost King, all the ghosts in the Purgatory were extremely frightened.

The invincible ghost king of Ivory Mountain in their hearts was now raised by this ghost like a dead dog.

This shocked them.

Especially the miserable ghost, he widened his eyes and stared at Yang Xuan.

Before entering purgatory, he was still frightened, wondering how he would be executed by the Ivory Mountain Ghost King.

But at this moment, after witnessing Yang Xuan's strength, he was happy.

I really have vision. With such a big boss, are you worried that I won’t be able to make a fortune in the future?

Even if you follow him to the underworld to be a ghost servant, you will probably be able to live a prosperous life.

At this moment, the miserable ghost became more and more determined to his mind. He must hold Yang Xuan's thigh tightly to be worry-free.

Yang Xuan strode out, and, in shock, walked towards a big pot with the soul of the Ivory Mountain Ghost King.

He could see clearly just now that the big pot was a oil pan.

This is not a mixed oil transformed by deep karma, it is transformed by the resentment of some evil ghosts, and it is extremely evil.

Looking at the mixed oil transformed by the hot resentment in the big pot, the Ivory Mountain Ghost King was shocked.

"No...no!"

"I said, I said!" Before the Ivory Mountain Ghost King was timid.

He gasped and was thrown to the ground by Yang Xuan.

"Say!" Yang Xuan said in a cold and quiet manner.

"They want to build an underworld!" The Ghost King of Ivory Mountain spoke.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Xuan was confused.

Build an underworld?

Is this a joke?

Just a few ghosts want to build an underworld?

Crazy, these people are crazy.

"To be more specific!"

"Xiang Yang and ten ghost coaches..." The Ghost King of Ivory Mountain was completely timid and explained everything he knew.

Yang Xuan's face became more and more gloomy. He looked at the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain and said in a low voice: "You really deserve to punish my underworld."

"Master Ghost, I'll help you all, let me go."

"snort!"

Yang Xuan snorted coldly, slapped it out, and directly slapped the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain, and fell into the oil pan with a thud.

This slap couldn't help but slap the other party's soul body, and even sealed the other party's cultivation.

"ah……"

As the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain fell into the oil pan, a tragic roar came out.

All the ghosts in Purgatory showed fear and creepy faces.

"Taiyi Jinxian, it is really embarrassing to have a Taiyi Jinxian in your state of mind."

Yang Xuan snorted coldly, then poked out with one hand, pressed directly on the head of the Ivory Mountain Ghost King and pressed it into the oil pan.

Yang Xuan's arm was also in the oil pan.

"Ah... no... gurgling..." The Ghost King of Ivory Mountain had only time to say a word, and was put into the oil pan with a big hand.

His whole body was flooded with mixed oil.

The hot mixed oil rolled, and the body of the Ivory Mountain Ghost King struggled violently inside, but it was pressed by a big hand and it was difficult to break free.

The purgatory was silent, and all the ghosts were shocked. Their eyes looked at Yang Xuan were filled with horror.

So cruel!

At this time, these three words appeared in all the Yin Ling's minds.

At the same time, they also felt a little scared for Yang Xuan because his arms were also frying in the oil pan.

"He... isn't he afraid of frying?" At this time, everyone had a question in their hearts.

The oil pan that made them frightened, the other party did not react at all, as if they had taken a hot bath, without frowning.

"Ghost Master, this is my Ghost Master!" The miserable ghost couldn't help but exclaim.

At this time, Yang Xuan's eyes were cold, his eyes were gloomy, and he pressed the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain with one hand tightly.

The hot mixed oil in the large pot was extremely hot, but he remained unmoved if he didn't hear it.

According to what the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain just said, it was really cheap to slap him to death with one palm.

The top ten ghost commanders are really building the underworld, or what they think is the underworld.

These ten Yin Ghosts named themselves ghost commanders and led their generals to rob the dead souls in the earthly world and then judge them on their own.

They even wanted to establish reincarnation, but they have not succeeded so far.

This made Yang Xuan both ridiculous and annoying.

What’s ridiculous is that these ghosts are arrogant and even want to build an underworld and shape reincarnation.

If reincarnation can be so easy to form, wouldn’t everyone in the world have one? That would be a huge merit and fortune?

Is it necessary to send the dead into the underworld?

But what's so annoying is that these ghosts have harmed too many dead souls over the years, and most of them have been scattered.

Become a test piece for their construction of underworld and reincarnation, and they were all scattered.

These are all consuming the merits of the underworld.
To be continued...
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