Wuji City has been extremely lively these days. From time to time, a ghost shadow fell from high to instantly enter the mansion of Wuji City Lord.

At this time, twelve ghosts had gathered in the palace of Wuji City. Most of them were single, some holding long swords, some wearing red dresses, and some were even more. One woman carried a child on her back.

Among these ghosts, the most noticeable one was a big man, who was only half a body, lying on the wooden board, being carried by four little ghosts.

"Everyone, I believe everyone knows what we called you here.

The head of Maoshan killed my beloved son, and I must avenge this hatred.

Although the other party and I set a three-month period, Xiao Yu died for no reason and his soul has not returned to the underworld, so he must be still alive.

The spies came to report that Buddhist disciples gathered in Maoshan to prepare to sculpt the root bone and golden body for Xiao Yu, so we must destroy Xiao Yu's body before they succeed so that he cannot be resurrected.

This is the accurate news from Maoshan, everyone can take a look.”

The Lord of Wuji City explained quickly, and then nodded to a butler next to him. The other party immediately walked down with something like a magic ball.

"I won't watch it. I've followed the city lord for three hundred years. The city lord's enemy is my enemy. I believe the city lord will never deceive us."

"You are right. The Maoshan Taoist priest was extremely arrogant. He came to my hell to snatch the city and seize the territory, and did not take us seriously at all. When he went this time, he must let him know how powerful we were."

Although the few people said that, they picked it up and looked at it when the butler passed by with the magic ball.

In the magic ball, Maoshan scenes appear one by one, and even the rotating Tai Chi formation appears.

Everyone finished watching the magic ball and began to communicate quietly, but no one left.

"My devil leader agreed to go to Maoshan with the lord of Wuji City.

Last time, the Taoist Maoshan went to Europe alone and massacred many temples in my sphere of influence. I had long wanted to avenge this hatred.

If you can arrest the Maoshan Taoist this time, it will be considered as a reputation for my hell."

A very strong armored man clasped his fists and said loudly to the superior Wuji City Lord.

"Yes, the last time my tribe members protected Mr. Wuji to Maoshan, but they didn't want to be hurt by the Taoist in Maoshan. They have not recovered so far. I am here this time to take revenge."

A ghost with a stigma with a stigma with many chains tied to it, and his voice was like thunder.

"The same is true for me, Yasha. I will go there this time and I will definitely let them know how powerful I am."

Several ghost immortals who looked like they were entrusted expressed their sincerity to the lord of Wuji City.

In fact, these people are all generals who are leading troops to fight outside. As long as the Lord of Wuji City gave the order, no matter whether it is right or wrong, they will rush forward without any scruples.

But as ghost immortals, they are not naughty, so they will still weigh the pros and cons. After all, this is the family matter of the Lord of Wuji City and not approved by Hell Heavenly Lord.

"Hehe, Maoshan Taoist broke many temples of Black-winged Angels, but the Black-winged Angels didn't say anything?

Could it be that they were scared by the Taoist Chinese?”

An old man carrying a coffin flashed with green eyes and said a little gloomy.

Everyone had different opinions, but most of them did not show the intention of retreating, which made Wuji City Lord extremely satisfied.

"Don't worry, I have contacted the Black Winged Angel Clan leader and the Holy Lord of the Yellow Springs, and they will guide us from behind.

As long as everyone works together, let alone the Maoshan Taoist Sect, even the entire Huaxia Taoist Sect, they are not our opponents."

After the Emperor of Huangquan said that, he glanced at the butler on one side and nodded to the other party.

Lu Di, this is the old man from Wuji City. No one knows Wuji City Lord better than him, so when he sees the other party, he immediately takes a step forward.

"We will prepare a gift for Lord Ghost Immortal who went to Maoshan this time."

After Ludi finished speaking, he reached out and a pill emitting lightning appeared in front of him.

"The Immortal Tribulation Pill, when you come out of the Nine Nether Thunder Clan, you can get two levels of probability bonus when you pass the Immortal Tribulation."

The pill was snow-white, and electric arcs kept flashing on it. The strange fragrance made everyone present swallow.

"Okay, I'll fight for this Immortal Tribulation Pill."

A yellow-haired woman in a white robe laughed.

"I'm going too. I haven't moved for many years. It's time to move."

Attracted by the Immortal Tribulation Pill, the ghost immortals who were originally a little shaken came forward and nodded in agreement.

The Lord of Wuji City was very satisfied. Although there was no use of so many ghost immortals in Maoshan, this time I went to the Yang world was not as good as in hell, and not everyone could go to that place.

"Everyone is worthy of being the commander of my Wuji City. Come and drink this glass of wine and we will set off."

The Lord of Wuji laughed loudly, and then several maids appeared quickly and poured each of them a cup of red liquid like blood, and everyone drank it all in one go.

"Start...hahaha..."

In addition to the Wuji City Lord, a team of thirteen people, soared into the sky like a gust of wind, and disappeared over Wuji City.

Seeing everyone leaving, Butler Ludi asked his subordinates to clean up the hall, while he himself returned to his room.

"Is this true?"

Ludi walked around the room with her hands behind her back, then took out a talisman, said a few words to it, and then threw it out of the window.

In the Judge Hall, Cui Jue was looking at a letter, and then, the air shook and a note appeared in front of him.

"The Lord of Wuji City brought thirteen ghost immortals to Maoshan, please decide."

Lu Di's voice came from the talisman, and then the talisman turned into ashes.

"Thirteen ghost immortals, the lord of Wuji City is really a big deal, hehe."

The judge smiled, stroked his beard and thought about it, then he took out a token and said to it, "The major armies of Wuji City Lord have no ghost immortals to guard. The major teams launched attacks and went straight to the city of Wuji."

A low voice came out, and then a light flashed on the token, and there was no movement again.

After giving the order, the judge took out a scroll-like thing again, wrote it on it quickly, then closed the scroll and flew directly to the sky.

The black and white impermanence, the sun has a god, the night travel god, wasp, bird beak, cow head, horse face, and the ten Yinshou received the order as soon as possible, and then rushed towards Maoshan.

The exorcist Zhong Kui was drinking in a tavern at this time. He suddenly frowned, and then the other party turned over and sat up, grabbed the scroll in the air, and he grabbed it in his hand.

"Maoshan Xiaoyu?

Haha, that little guy, tsk, Thirteenth Ghost Fairy, his strength is simply ready to give way to collapse."

After talking to himself, Zhong Kui also stepped out and disappeared in the sky.

After sending messages to all parties, the judge was still worried and reported the matter to the top ten Hells and Meng Po again.

Meng Po was playing chess with Hua Tuo at this time, and suddenly received news from the judge. His face changed drastically, but then shook his head.

"Meng Po, why are you panic?"

An old man in front of him had white hair and beard, holding a crutch in his hand and a gourd tied to the crutch. This man was Hua Tuo, who was famous in the Yin and Yang realms.

"Oh, who else can there besides that kid? Now the Lord of Wuji City brings the Ghost Fairy to kill him. Old sir, what should you do about this?"

Meng Po picked up a black chess piece and put it down, and it seemed like it would be much easier in an instant.

"You said that since that child has the ability, he should suffer more.

If he is truly a destined person, he will naturally turn bad luck into good fortune.

Besides, the strength of Yang Shi is no worse than that of Yin Si. Do you think those people are just wine bags?"

Hua Tuo said it casually, and Meng Po couldn't help but nodded, and the surroundings fell into silence. Neither of them spoke, as if they were slowly disappearing.
Chapter completed!