At this time, Xiao Hei, who had sharp ears, heard Xiao Bai's words and immediately leaned over.
"You idiot, we are ghosts. What you said is wrong. You should say that even ghosts don't believe what a stingy person like the King of Hell says."
Hearing Xiao Hei's words, Xiao Bai immediately clapped his hands in agreement, his eyes full of admiration.
"Hehehe, my Xiao Hei is really worthy of being my Xiao Hei, so smart."
The two thick-skinned Black and White Impermanence hugged each other, not noticing the King of Hell's increasingly gloomy expression.
Until the King of Hell could no longer bear it and threw the two of them to the ground, the two of them rubbed their aching buttocks and came back to normal.
"Then come in, little baby."
The King of Hell's voice was as deep as a bell, carrying a hint of irresistible majesty.
Soon, a wide variety of delicious food was presented by the ghost messengers one by one, and the King of Hell smiled amiably again.
The two greedy Black and White Impermanence, with the tacit approval of the King of Hell, had already been drinking heartily.
"Little kid, you are not moved by so many delicious foods. Do you look down on me?"
The deep voice echoed in the hall, sobering the drunken Black and White Impermanence up in an instant.
"Little...little baby, a living person may have eaten something Yin by mistake, but don't worry, these are all foods picked from the Yang world."
After saying that, Xiaobai became drunk and fell asleep.
Only Xiao Hei was still pouring wine into his mouth, pulling at Xiao Bai's robe and shouting, "You idiot, keep drinking. You fainted after just a little bit. I look down on you."
Xiao Hei drank ten pots of wine in a row before he fell to the side in a daze.
At this time, only King Yan and Han Xinyu were left sitting opposite each other at the table in the huge palace.
"Since I have persuaded you not to eat, don't blame me for being rude. Come, feed her all the food on the table."
As soon as the King of Hell finished speaking, several powerful ghost messengers appeared in front of Han Xinyu.
Looking at the green-faced, fang-toothed, and burly ghost messengers in front of him, Han Xinyu did not feel the slightest bit of fear. Instead, he smiled coldly at the King of Hell.
"They think they can subdue me, old King of Hell, you really underestimate me."
After saying that, pieces of fiery red talisman paper flew out from behind Han Xinyu and headed straight for the ghost messenger in front of him.
But in a moment, the ghost messenger who was originally baring his fangs and claws and wanted to tear Han Xinyu into pieces was instantly ignited by the talisman paper and turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared on the spot.
King Yama was somewhat surprised at the origin of the child in front of him. It would have been fine if he had been able to defeat the two fools, Black and White Impermanence, by relying on magic weapons at the beginning, but now he could even easily destroy well-trained ghost messengers.
"Who are you?"
King Yama's dark eyes turned blood red in an instant.
In an instant, countless undead ghosts crawled out from the ground, roaring.
These things can be called ghosts. If a person is contaminated by even a little of them, at the very least, his life span will be shortened, and at the worst, he will die on the spot and become the lowest soul in the underworld. Not only will he have to endure countless tortures, but he will also be trapped in the underworld forever and do hard labor for the rest of his life.
With the help of King Yama's spiritual power, the ghost's power increased instantly. In just a moment, it condensed into a huge monster, tightly wrapping Han Xinyu inside.
Seeing Han Xinyu being devoured by the ghost, the sneer on King Yama's face became even more intense.
Although his magic power is nothing compared to the gods in heaven in other places, this is the underworld, and all ghosts are at his disposal.
Even if Han Xinyu might have some magic weapon given by the immortals, it is nothing compared to these ghosts.
Time passed by little by little, and the scream that King Yama had been expecting finally came.
However, things seemed different from what he expected. The ghost, which was originally wrapped like a gray-black cocoon, was suddenly torn open by a ray of white light.
"break"!
Following Han Xinyu's order, the ghost that was originally coming with great momentum suddenly let out a shrill wail, and was then turned into powder by the scorching white light.
King Yama looked at Han Xinyu in horror as she approached him step by step, shouting for mercy while retreating repeatedly.
However, at this moment, a tall shadow suddenly stood behind Han Xinyu. He held the Soul-Catching Sword tightly in both hands and stabbed it towards Han Xinyu's back.
However, at the moment when the Soul-Catching Sword was about to touch Han Xinyu's back, the man was knocked to the ground by the golden light that suddenly burst out from Han Xinyu, and the Soul-Catching Sword in his hand was completely shattered into pieces.
"This...how is this possible."
Seeing Bai Wuchang's terrified face, Han Xinyu quickly came to his side.
"Bai Wuchang, it's you."
Han Xinyu looked at Bai Wuchang with a strange expression in front of him, a murderous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he took the talisman paper in his hand and stuck it on Bai Wuchang's forehead.
All I heard was a shrill scream.
A 'weird' creature struggled out of Bai Wuchang's body, and finally turned into a puff of black smoke under the talisman paper. However, Bai Wuchang in front of him turned directly into a piece of skin in front of the King of Hell.
When the King of Hell saw the scene in front of him, he was instantly frightened out of his wits.
He could only come to Han Xinyu trembling and shouting for mercy.
"Spare my life"?
"Old King of Hell, you have neglected your duties and indulged in pleasure, and now you have the nerve to ask me to spare my life."
Han Xinyu raised her foot in anger and stomped hard on the back of Old Yanwang's hand.
Logically speaking, the old King of Hell is now an immortal. Even if the souls of living people are more presumptuous, they dare not touch him at all, let alone cause any harm to him.
But the old King of Hell would never have thought that Han Xinyu had already transcended the Three Realms, and his magic power was even stronger than before his reincarnation.
The disparity in strength was right in front of him, and even though the old king felt aggrieved, he had to endure it.
"You have already seen through Bai Wuchang's affairs that the weirdness has begun to infiltrate the underworld. Over the years, millions of dead souls in the world have not had the opportunity to reincarnate. The sins you carry cannot be repaid even if you are thrown into the eighteen levels of hell and boiled in oil or water, let alone your soul is scattered."
The old man was so frightened by Han Xinyu's words that he collapsed to the ground, not even daring to breathe.
"Aunt, it's not that I don't want to care, but by the time I found out, it was too late. I hid all this in order to save my own life."
Having said that, the old King of Hell raised his hand and made an oath.
"I swear, during this period I have been investigating this incident and secretly taking measures to simplify the matter of reincarnation."
"But I didn't expect that the person who really caused unrest in the human world and the underworld was Bai Wuchang, who had been pretending to be A-Dai in the underworld."
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