I, The Judge of the Yin Department, Will Decide The Life and Death in a Shameful Form!

Chapter 285

“Dead Mountain and Blood Sea?”

Hearing this, the big blind ghost’s ears trembled three times involuntarily.

He was blind.

Only if you have concerns, turn your head and look at the “Nie Mirror”!

He guarded in the hell of evil mirror for no less than a thousand years.

Have never been in it.

So my heart is full of countless reveries about it.

Always want to go deep into it.

but….

Only relying on these four words spit out from Wang Yifan’s mouth.

It already understands the danger.

Therefore, the blind ghost turned his neck to the other side involuntarily.

“Then… Your lord… Master Zhong Kui’s body…”

At this time, the soul of the vain ghost Han Pengyun had already been sucked into it by Nie Jing.

And Zhong Kui’s body.

But still standing stunned.

The so-called tiger does not fall.

At this time, even if Zhong Kui was already a corpse.

But he still exudes a majestic aura.

Who can think of it!

He has been dead for a full thousand years.

Everything will last forever.

Before he died in the war, he had experienced countless tragic fights.

Thinking about this, Wang Yifan couldn’t help but sighed.

“Zhong Kui’s body, leave it to me!”

With that, Wang Yifan’s galaxy robe shook again.

Directly put Zhong Kui’s body into his sleeves.

Then, he turned and pointed to Han Pengyun’s ghostly way.

“This person has treacherously and wickedly, so he dared to usurp the body of the yin chief, and use his reputation to cheat the people and gather money!”

“The official decided to let him stay in this evil mirror forever!”

“Don’t be sober, don’t return the yang, don’t have a trace of kindness!”

hiss–

The blind big ghost gasped.

He didn’t think that Wang Yifan could say such harsh words.

He nodded hurriedly.

“well!”

As he said, he couldn’t help taking out his long whip and drew it from Han Pengyun’s soul.

“Don’t worry, your lord, evil mirror hell, hurting soul and body, will surely make Han Pengyun fall into boundless pain.”

If we say that it is like the hell of the oil pot, the hell of the sword mountain, it is a physical torture!

And this evil mirror hell.

It is the complete suffering of the human soul.

Immortal, immortal, never rest.

However, even if it is so torture.

Wang Yifan still feels puzzled by his hatred.

He sighed and waved his hand helplessly.

“Hey! It’s up here.”

“Never mind, you are optimistic about this place, I am going to be yang!”

With that said, Wang Yifan waved his hand and broke through the hell of Yinsi!

Then his body shook.

It turned into a cloud of black smoke and rushed out!

Between breathing and breathing.

The world has changed.

Wang Yifan has returned to the snail-lion dojo in the yellow spring of the world!

At this moment.

There is silence in the yellow spring!

The Han Peng who followed him had already been swallowed and eaten by the truth.

The remaining ordinary ghosts were also included in Wang Yifan’s sleeves.

at this time.

There is only Zhou Cang who is still guarding the gate of the Luoshi Dojo, standing here with a knife.

And at his feet.

It is a headless corpse in one place.

Zhou Cang saw Wang Yifan appear and immediately clasped his fists.

“My lord, just now, one hundred and twenty-seven bandits were arrested and tried to rush through the barriers, but they were all killed by me!”

See this situation and this scene.

Wang Yifan nodded: “Okay, go back to the ghost gate and keep on guarding the gate!”

“The officer stays here, there are other things!”

With that, he bent down and picked up the snail-lion magic weapon on the ground!

Yunzu judge looked at him.

Instant time!

A message appeared in front of Wang Yifan.

【Ding! Found a magic weapon of heavenly rank: a snail lion god shell! 】

[Spiral Lion God Shell]: Heaven-level inferior magic weapon, a magic weapon of Mixu mustard seeds, a blessed land, can accommodate thousands of buildings, and a population of 100,000.

(The kernel runs and absorbs the aura of heaven and earth on its own, which is equivalent to ‘seventy-two blessed land.’ The ancient name is: the sky covers the blessed land.)

See the introduction of this magic weapon.

Wang Yifan couldn’t help showing a smile at the corner of his mouth.

“This is actually a heavenly magic weapon!”

“Although it is only a subgrade of the heavenly rank, it is also rare in the world, and it is hard to find in the world!”

Heaven-level magic weapons are extremely rare.

Just like the name, this thing is only allowed to exist in the sky, and it is not allowed to fall into the world at all.

Wang Yifan took a deep breath.

Look up to the upper reaches of Huangquan.

“But… such a valuable magic weapon was randomly discarded in the yellow spring.”

“What happened in the upper reaches of the Yellow Spring?”

There are scattered magic weapons and Zhong Kui withered bones.

Could it be… there was a big battle in the upper reaches of the Yellow Spring?

And there is no survivor.

Otherwise….

Who would discard such precious things at will?

Thinking of this, Wang Yifan’s desire to go deep into the upper reaches of Huangquan becomes more and more urgent.. 0

I saw that he exercised enough exercises and spit out a sigh of breath towards the snail lion in his hand.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

With this breath!

A violent cold wind seemed to blow in the whole Luoshi Dojo!

The wind whizzes by!

The chaotically built shanty houses in the snail dojo were all blown up and down and scattered, leaving only a large open space!

Then, Wang Yifan shook the Yang Shen.

The galaxy robe on his body showed endless stars.

I saw Guanghua flashing past.

Numerous pavilions rose from the ground.

There are ponds and flowers scattered throughout.

It makes people look and feels very refreshing.

See this scene!

Wang Yifan nodded.

This magic weapon was originally the place where the immortal family practiced!

Unexpectedly, it became a ghost town on earth!

It’s ironic.

After speaking, he flicked his long sleeves and said to the thousands of ghosts hiding in the sleeves.

“I am Wang Yifan, the five-rank Liangjiang town guardian of Yinsi!”

“Today’s matter, you can all see, someone pretending to be the chief of the Yin Si, trapping you here, and becoming a tool for their money.”

“My official today, let you regain the sun.”

“Come here, stay here in this snail-lion dojo!”

“When I bring you to my territories, I will let you register and reincarnate slowly!”

Upon hearing this, the people in Wang Yifan’s sleeve couldn’t help cheering.

It turns out that they can only live in shanty towns here in 3.0.

Many people pay tribute because they have no money.

Even at the age of ninety, Jin is still a slave.

And now, the snail-lion dojo is full of aura, and there are also palace towers.

It is simply the place of the emperor.

Seeing this scene, everyone knew they were saved and ascended to heaven, and they knelt to the ground involuntarily!

Shouted loudly.

“Thank you, Master, for saving us from fire and water!”

“Master Qingtian! Master Qingtian!”

Seeing these thousands of ghosts kneeling and bowing their heads.

One after another, we are willing to steam up!

Sudden!

A familiar system prompt sounded!

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