In the netherworld, Fanzhong Mountain is also like a raging fire at this moment.
Clusters of golden fire, like clouds formed by the sun's heat, hovered over the West Ghost City, roasting the ghosts in the city to excruciating pain.
Those sun flames are the divine fire of the three-legged golden crow, which are very effective against ghosts. Not to mention ordinary ghosts, even the ghost officials cannot withstand it.
In the scorching sun, the man sat in the middle with a bold posture, his long golden hair flying in the wind, his naked upper body muscles were strong and powerful, and he was extraordinarily muscular. A flame-like totem was spread from his abdominal muscles to his jaw.
That face is masculine, handsome, and even beautiful.
The man was holding a huge jar of wine in his hand. He tilted his head back and took a big gulp. The wine splashed and was stained with the sun's flames, turning into a large stream of fire and falling downwards.
The ghosts cried and the wolves howled non-stop.
Opposite the man, there was a tall and majestic figure wearing an emperor's crown. His face was shrouded in black air, but from the boiling ghost energy all over his body, it could be seen that the other party was extremely angry.
“Yan Lan! You are burning my West Ghost City with the Golden Crow Sun Flame. Are you trying to stir up unrest? Don’t think that just because you are the Lord’s adopted son, you can do whatever you want in the underworld!”
Yan Lan sneered, and his pair of drunken eyes like the red sun locked onto the Western Ghost Emperor, bursting with murderous intent, "Today I will not only do whatever I want, but also do evil things. What can you, an old ghost, do?"
He threw the wine jar forward, and all the spilled wine turned into magma, which turned into a huge firebird, leaping up into the sky. The whole West Ghost City seemed to be immersed in the solar lava.
The Western Ghost Emperor snorted coldly, and a black ruler appeared in his hand. He slashed at the void with the black ruler, causing heavy dark waves to roll up, trying to blow away the flames.
"Arrogant! But I'll respect you a little for the sake of the Lord. You're just his adopted son, but you're just his tamed mount. Do you really think this underworld is yours?!"
Yan Lan laughed loudly, "Mount? This mount of mine can also beat you to death."
A raging flame like volcanic magma surged out from the Golden Crow Dharma Image behind him. He reached his hand into the Dharma Image and pulled out a long sword that was as tall as a person, and the sword was wrapped in flames.
The next moment he teleported in front of the Western Ghost Emperor and chopped with all his might. The power of his move made the entire Fanzhong Mountain tremble.
The Western Ghost Emperor held the long sword with a black ruler, and the ghost energy on his body was forced downwards by the flames.
Yan Lan sneered: "Oh, how come the dignified Western Ghost Emperor can't even stop a single blow from me?"
"How dare you, you beast!" The Western Ghost Emperor was furious, and the Ghost Emperor Seal suddenly flew out from his chest and turned into a giant mountain pressing towards Yan Lan.
The Ghost Emperor's Seal carries the power of the underworld's order. Yan Lan's pupils shrank and he withdrew his sword to block it. The Ghost Emperor of the West's voice was sinister:
"Even though you are the Three-legged Golden Crow, as long as you serve under the Lord of the Mansion, you are a member of the underworld. Can you resist the power that violates the order of the underworld?"
"Today, I, the Emperor, will teach you, a beast, what the rules are!"
The order of the underworld turned into chains, wrapped around the Ghost Emperor's Seal, and the pressure on Yan Lan became even heavier.
Under the black fog, the Western Ghost Emperor revealed a sinister and complacent expression.
Suddenly, he felt a chill on his face, as if something cold was floating on his face.
He subconsciously raised his hand and touched it, and touched a snowflake.
The snowflakes were not light at all, and the Western Ghost Emperor's breathing suddenly choked. An ominous premonition made his temples throb, and when he raised his eyes, he saw heavy snow falling from nowhere.
Since the snow began to fall, the West Ghost City, which was once filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves, and even the entire underworld have become dead silent.
Even the ghosts who were being tortured in hundreds and thousands of hells, big and small, gritted their teeth and dared not make any sound.
The snow was getting heavier, but the dark snow did not extinguish the flames of the Golden Crow Sun. Ice and fire reflected each other. In the dead silence of the heavy snow, a red shadow suddenly appeared from the endless darkness.
The red dress looked like freshly peeled human skin, or like burning flames. The swaying skirt seemed to have been burned by flames, and what was floating out was not ashes but endless snow particles.
A faint smile hung on her beautiful face, and her deep black eyes fell on the Western Ghost Emperor, asking in a neither light nor heavy tone: "Who are you going to teach the rules?"
The Western Ghost Emperor froze.
"I'm asking you?"
The black mist on the face of the Western Ghost Emperor seemed to be dispersing, and he said in a deep voice: "Emperor..."
Qing Wu snorted.
The figure appeared in front of the Western Ghost Emperor in the blink of an eye.
Ignoring the black mist on the face of the Western Ghost Emperor, her hand penetrated straight into him and grabbed his neck, "You are not the only one who has the Ghost Emperor Seal."
As the voice fell, a speck of dust flew out from between Qing Wu's eyebrows, and turned into an even larger royal seal. Above the royal seal were mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and forests of bones, which was a miniature scene of the entire hell.
The Seal of the Underworld slammed fiercely into the Seal of the Ghost Emperor. The evil ghost on the seal stretched out its skeleton arms and broke the chains of order.
Bang-bang-bang noises.
The King Seal of the Underworld seemed to be about to smash the King Seal of Ghosts.
The Western Ghost Emperor suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.
"Arashatian, how dare you destroy my royal seal!!"
A Luoshatian is Qing Wu's Buddhist name, and also her real name as the Princess of the Underworld. There are not many ghosts in the Underworld who dare to call her by her real name.
"It's ruined, so why shouldn't I dare?"
The King Seal of the Underworld slammed into the King Seal of the Ghost Emperor again, knocking off a large piece of it. The King Seal collapsed, and what was destroyed was the foundation of the Western Ghost Emperor.
He slashed towards Qing Wu with the black ruler in his hand. In an instant, several chains of order emerged from Qing Wu's body and entangled the black ruler.
Qing Wu raised her hand, and the judge's pen turned into a black ink blade in her hand, and just as the blade was about to chop down.
"Princess Emperor, leave a ghost behind!"
"——Awu, Awu, you can't kill me, you can't kill me."
Four figures came flying and hung in the air. Mo Xue did not stop at all and pierced through the body of the Western Ghost Emperor.
The four Ghost Emperors who arrived gasped in surprise.
The Western Ghost Emperor let out a heart-wrenching cry. The ink entered his body, and his ghost power was actually being constantly devoured by the ink.
Qing Wu's eyes were stained with blood, and she looked at the four Ghost Emperors who came over with a smile: "What did the four uncles just say? I didn't hear clearly."
The Eastern Ghost Emperor, who had spoken out to stop him earlier, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm afraid you didn't hear it clearly, or you are deliberately not hearing it."
The Southern Ghost Emperor smiled and said nothing.
The Northern Ghost Emperor had a lazy look on his face, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Only the Central Ghost Emperor had a face full of bitterness and hatred, and sighed: "Alas...if you continue to stab me like this, half of Lao Xi's cultivation will be destroyed."
"Niece, that's enough. Stop eating. If you continue, Lao Xi will be completely eaten by you and turned into crumbs."
Qing Wu sneered and kicked the Western Ghost Emperor away, and Mo Yu turned back into the Judge's Pen.
Judge's Pen: "Hiccup... I feel like... I can actually take a little more." If you can't hold it to death, hold it to death. The Ghost Emperor's ghost power! How can you have too much of this good thing?
Four Ghost Emperors: "..."
This little broken pen has become really bold since it followed the little princess.
The four ghost emperors arrived and the situation came to a standstill.
Between confrontation.
The silence was broken by a cursing voice: "Niece, don't let yourself hurt your teammates by mistake. I am still under the seal of the old ghost. You kept hitting that old guy with your seal. I almost broke him to pieces!"
Qing Wu looked in the direction of the voice, her sight lowered and her head tilted, and she saw Yan Lan, who was pressed under two king seals and at the bottom like a stack of monks.
At this moment, the tough guy Jinwu cast a resentful and condemning look at her.
Qing Wu clicked her tongue and said with disdain: "You have one more leg than other chickens, but it's useless."
Three-legged Golden Crow Yan Lan: You little bastard, who are you scolding? !
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