I'm Pretending To Be The Xiandaomen Sect Head Teacher

Chapter 638

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The eleventh city, stone pressure The Underworld.

The ground is a deep pit, and there are countless stone slabs hanging above the head.

On the slate, there are little ghosts.

The kid stomped his foot and pressed the slate down. It can be paralyzed from the body to the flesh.

Stone pressure The Underworld is easy to pass, as long as the stone slab is not pressed down, it will be fine.

However, Jiang Beichen felt that once he stepped in, the little ghost on his head would instantly press down the slate.

Thinking of this, Jiang Beichen turned to look at Jiang Chuan and Cheng Momo.

Go!

Jiang Chuan and Cheng Momo bitterly and walked towards The Underworld.

The kid on the top of his head stomped his feet instantly, and the stone slab was pressed down.

Cheng Momo raised his hands and carried the slate.

This stone slab weighs a thousand catties, and it is very difficult to lift it up.

Jiang Chuan tried to break the slate, but found that the slate was harder than steel and could not be broken at all.

It is also very difficult to jump on the slate. This slate has a special field and no one can go on it.

“Head, quick pass!” Jiang Chuan shouted.

Jiang Beichen didn’t expect them to solve the little ghost, and took Hu Xue to quickly pass the stone slab The Underworld.

Cheng Momo and Jiang Chuan took turns holding the slate to let the leader pass.

They solve small problems.

Big trouble, you have to let the head come.

This stone pressure The Underworld, Jiang Beichen can be destroyed by raising his hand, but it is not cost-effective to waste the experience card.

When Cheng Momo and Jiang Chuan thought, the head must retain his strength in order to save their master safely.

They can solve this small problem.

The kid pressed the stone, but the stone couldn’t overwhelm Jiangchuan and them.

When halfway through, the little ghosts in front gathered together.

“Hey Hey!”

The kid smiled and stood on a stone slab.

A little devil weighs a slate.

Ten little ghosts are ten thousand catties!

Jiang Chuan and Cheng Momo looked at each other. They both weighed tens of kilograms together, holding a tens of kilograms of stone slabs in their hands, allowing the master to pass through.

Jiang Beichen tried to solve these little ghosts several times, but finally held back.

They are not worth wasting their cards.

The little devil is hard to deal with, and hard to deal with is hard to deal with here.

They are Jiang Beichen’s stumbling block on their way. They can kick away with one kick, but it will be very painful.

The ghosts in The Underworld, crawling beside Jiang Beichen and them.

To seek good fortune and avoid evil, they know that only by following Jiang Beichen can they escape the slate.

But they can’t escape, they can escape for a while, they can’t escape for a lifetime.

They were imprisoned in the city of The Underworld, and when the punishment was over, Samsara could be reincarnated.

If you escape, the penalty will be severer, and the penalty will be lost.

Jiang Beichen didn’t bother to control them either, they flee if they want.

…

In the city of the dead.

Here, there live thousands of powerful undead, the absolute ruler of the undead world, the undead emperor, sitting in the city.

The undead emperor, who was enveloped in black air, sat in the main seat above, listening to the report of the fallen god below.

“The Underworld city, I don’t want to care about it.”

“Your affairs in Kyushu, you handle it yourself.” The Undead Emperor said solemnly.

“But, they killed the ghost soldiers and ghost generals!” The Fallen God said.

“I understand that the deity will ask him for an explanation, but after he comes out, I will find him.” The Undead Emperor said.

“What if he can’t get out?” the fallen god asked.

“If you can’t get out, just forget it.”

Fallen God:…

After the Undead Emperor answered his words, he waved his palm and the Fallen God was directly sent out.

After he left, the clerks next to the undead emperor stepped forward and said: “The emperor, the other party has already broken into The Underworld.”

Hearing the words, the undead emperor lightly nodded his head: “I know.”

“Don’t do it?” The clerical asked.

“What are you doing? What do they do with us?” The Undead Emperor said solemnly.

“In addition, the white-robed guy who entered The Underworld city is not easy. I smelled a trace of immortality on him.” The undead emperor said in deep thought.

The clerk was startled when he heard the words, “The Great, what do you mean?”

“He may have hidden the Cultivation Base. I haven’t seen it with my own eyes. I’m not sure yet.” The Undead Emperor said slowly.

The document lowered his head and fell silent. As the documentary next to the Undead Emperor, he knew very well what the so-called immortal meant.

Because the undead emperor is immortal!

…

Stone pressure in The Underworld.

Cheng Momo and Jiang Chuan struggled against the slate and let Jiang Beichen pass.

Fortunately, the stone pressure The Underworld is not very big, the end is already in front of everyone.

At most two quarters of an hour, it will pass completely.

And the kid, more and more.

A stone slab in front was filled with little ghosts, roughly estimated to be more than one hundred.

“Head, this is really unstoppable!” Jiang Chuan said with a sad face.

Ten little ghosts weighed ten thousand catties, and it was very difficult to hold them up.

There are more than one hundred little ghosts, which weighs more than one hundred thousand catties.

Hearing this, Jiang Beichen flipped his hand and took out the broken sword.

“Leave it to you to solve it.” Jiang Beichen whispered.

Broken Sword shook for a moment, as if he didn’t want to.

Jiang Beichen grabbed the broken sword and threw it out.

Don’t come back if you don’t solve it for me.

Broken Sword Sword Spirit controlled Broken Sword and easily flew onto the stone slab, piercing each little ghost and absorbing its spirit power.

Jiang Beichen nodded in satisfaction.

This broken sword hasn’t moved since it had a sword spirit, just like sleeping.

Jiang Beichen used the broken sword and couldn’t even cut a watermelon, so he threw the broken sword in the storage ring.

Now that I remembered, I took him out.

If it’s useless, just don’t.

Fortunately, the broken sword is awesome, and I woke up.

The little ghost on the stone slab had one sword per sword, and after the killing, his spirit power was absorbed.

“It’s still a good leader, and it doesn’t take a shot at all, and a shot is a spike.” Cheng Momo gave a flattering.

I actually thought that if the broken sword was useless, I would just throw it away in The Underworld.

Unexpectedly, the broken sword is so powerful.

Jiang Beichen thought to himself, nodding his head on the surface.

He walked over with his hands on his back.

There is a broken sword to open the way, and the speed is faster than Cheng Momo and Han Xinlin.

In the city of the dead.

The Undead Emperor stared at the moment when Broken Sword came out.

He watched the broken sword kill the little devil, and rushed to breathe shortly.

“Great Emperor, what’s wrong with you, Great Emperor?” The document hurriedly asked when seeing that something was wrong with the Great Emperor.

“No… it’s okay, it’s okay.” The Undead Emperor waved his hand and forcibly recovered the shock in his heart.

“Great Emperor, this sword?”

“Not mentioning!”

“that person?”

“Don’t ask!”

The undead emperor turned his head and looked at the document: “If you don’t want to live forever, just shut up and don’t know what to do.”

Hearing the words, the clerk poached his own eyes.

“Great Emperor, I didn’t see anything.”

The undead emperor lightly nodded his head and slapped him to death.

“You just dug your eyes now, it’s too late.”

The Undead Emperor then watched the stone pressure The Underworld city, waved his hand to disperse the virtual screencast in front of him.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, panting heavily.

Suddenly thinking of the god just now, he sneered:

“God, heh, wait for death.”