"Tell me... who sent you here?"

The little girl raised her head expressionlessly and walked towards the burly man step by step, stepping on the pool full of blood.

Blood spread with his footsteps, and countless dead souls and evil spirits were drowned in it, with no hope of redemption.

Endless roars, unwilling shouts, resentful curses... are the best soundtrack at this moment.

"I said...I said..."

The burly man was already frightened to the point of peeing.

Countless evil spirits rushed to drill into his brothers' bodies, devouring their souls and fighting for their bodies...

He knew that he was able to survive to this day because the man in front of him stayed here on purpose, and it was from him that he found out the mastermind behind this incident.

Whether he can survive now depends entirely on this man's thoughts.

"It was Zhao Heng... Zhao Heng sent us here... He is the biggest human trafficker in the three southern provinces..."

"I heard that he is connected with a notorious drug lord in a neighboring country..."

"ah…"

A withered hand covered in blood suddenly grabbed the sturdy man's ankle. The sturdy man let out a loud cry and suddenly fell down.

The tragic deaths of his brothers just now had already brought him a huge shock, and now this hand was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

“Dead!”

Xiao Yi snorted lightly, then grabbed with both hands and violently squeezed out his soul.

"It's only the body that dies, it's easier to judge the soul!"

Xiao Yi raised his left hand, and a dark flame appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Do you know what this is?"

When Xiao Yi moved his fingers, the dark flame danced happily on his fingertips like a naughty elf.

"This is the fire of hell, it burns the soul. If you get a little bit of it, your soul will be shattered..."

"Can you please finish what you are saying now?"

Now, the sturdy man in the little girl's hand couldn't even show fear, and just nodded stupidly.

"Little..."

Song Ning staggered, supporting such a large formation alone, and the spiritual power in her body flowed rapidly.

Although Hu Shulan was there to help, the flow of spiritual power still made Song Ning's eyes dizzy.

"Can we stop asking? We have already asked Uncle He to look for Xiao Hei. I believe Xiao Hei will be here soon..."

"If you have any anger, take it out on him... Stop messing with this beautiful world!"

Song Ning was breathing heavily, and Hu Shulan was too tired to talk. The two of them were eagerly waiting for He Huan to quickly find the irresponsible Xiao Hei.

Xiao Yu sneered, "They are all evil people, shouldn't they die?"

"I just sent them to hell in advance. Only when the evil ones die can the world be peaceful again, right?"

Xiao Yu looked at Song Ning expressionlessly, "Isn't this what the world expects?"

"The wicked die and die, who cares?"

Song Ning yelled angrily, "Hurry up and take this big blood pool back. If you really let the evil ghost out, who will clean up the mess?!"

"You? Or Xiao Hei? I'm afraid it will be me in the end..."

The more Song Ning thought about it, the more sad and angry she became. You are the only ones who can summon the ultimate move? I can do it too!

She bit her tongue with determination, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and then used her ultimate move.

"Auntie Lan, change the formation! I'll summon the Heavenly Thunder to strike down this huge pool of blood!"

After Song Ning roared, he took a deep breath, stepped on the Gang Step, made hand gestures and chanted a spell to summon the heavenly thunder.

Hu Shulan also began to help her change the formation according to Song Ning's instructions.

"Five Thunder Generals, the Fire Train General, soaring to the sky and falling to the ground, driving thunder and rushing to the clouds, with thousands of troops, commanding the divine soldiers, raising the flag to urgently summon, without delay."

"Hurry up and obey the command!"

As Song Ning finished reading the final pardon, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and lightning and thunder flashed.

Crash...

Five or six thumb-sized purple lightning bolts appeared in an instant, like a spirited little purple dragon, diving into the black fog.

Purple lightning is a pure yang object that is specifically designed to defeat evil. With just one encounter, it can destroy any evil spirit that tries to escape.

"Come again!"

Song Ning became ruthless and changed the finger gestures in his hands, and the next wave of purple thunder came in an instant.

This time, the little purple dragons were much thicker than the previous ones. As soon as they entered the black fog, they plunged into the pool of blood.

Bang…

The blood pool immediately started to boil and churn, and countless evil spirits were surprised that they could escape from the blood pool.

However, they did not know that the purple lightning net outside the blood pool was their final destination.

The evil spirits rushed into the lightning net one after another, and purple fireworks appeared in the air.

"Isn't that enough? I'm going to use my ultimate move..."

Song Ning endured the severe pain on the tip of his tongue and raised his hand. Several even larger purple lightning bolts instantly merged into one and struck towards the blood pool.

Crash...

This strike illuminated half of the sky, the pool of blood dissipated, and heavy rain fell.

Song Ning sat down on the ground with a limp body, gasping for breath.

Hu Shulan also lay on the ground next to Song Ning, "I'm so tired!"

"If our spiritual power is exhausted and another group of people come, we will be in trouble..."

"We won't suffer, it's the other party that will suffer!"

Song Ning rolled her eyes at Xiao Yi's face and said, "Isn't that guy still standing there?"

"By the way...Xiaoyu, are you really an ordinary Yu Wuchang?"

"Of course not..."

He Huan arrived late with Xiao Hei.

Song Ning refused to speak. She thought the police in TV dramas were always late, but she didn't expect that the civil servants in the underworld were also like this?

Hu Shulan glared at him and said, "You can come later..."

He Huan touched his nose and said, "Aren't you looking for Xiao Hei?"

"What are you still standing there for?"

He Huan pushed Xiao Hei and nodded at Xiao Yu who lowered his head, "Come over quickly!"

"Young people are just not good. If we don't watch them, they'll cause such a big trouble!"

He Huan sighed, walked to Song Ning and Hu Shulan, and pulled them up one by one.

He also made a small barrier to help them block the rain, and then whispered the life stories of Xiao Hei and Xiao Yi.

"Xiao Yu's father is the King of Hell in the Fourth Palace, King Lu of the Five Senses, who is in charge of the Great Hell of He, also known as the Hell of the Pool of Blood and Skin."

"It's just a projection of a blood pool. Even if I really summon a blood pool, it will be easy to catch it!"

"Xiao Hei's father is the ninth palace, the first-class king Lu, who is in charge of the iron net Avici hell in Fengdu City."

"When Xiao Hei gets crazy, he's even worse than Xiao Yi..."

"How dare you, little girl, mess with these two guys..."

He Huan kept muttering to himself, but Song Ning's mind was focused on the two silent figures, one black and one white, not far away.

[It turns out they are two second-generations! No wonder they are so arrogant…]

"Uncle He, please stop nagging..."

The severe pain at the tip of her tongue made Song Ning not want to talk, but He Huan kept chattering in her ear.

Song Ning really couldn't bear it anymore and pointed to the corpses lying on the ground not far away.

"Have you seen those people over there?"

"Look at what evil spirits are hidden in their bodies. Let them die, but don't let the evil spirits wear their bodies and cause harm to the world..."

[Please... just give it a try! Stop nagging in her ear...]

Her tongue hurts...?