V10.chapter 16 (1/2)

In vain in the city, Wang Xiong recites scriptures and overcomes the ghost! In the mouth, one after another of the ”Chi” characters of gold, blooming thousands of gold.

The resentment of the ghost dissipated and separated from the city of futile death. It seemed that he could enter into reincarnation and reincarnation. The resentment turned into merits and virtues, and constantly nourished Wang Xiong's body. When the ghost was half spent, Wang Xiong's injury was all right.

At the moment, the voice of ”the curse of past life” is getting louder and wider. In the city of futile death full of resentment, Wang Xiong's whole body is golden, and countless ghosts who have been overstepped in front of him are saluting and thanking one after another.

”Bold, where the devil, dare to make trouble in the city of futile death!” There was a roar.

However, a large number of ghost soldiers rushed to Wang Xiong. All the ghosts around him were pushed aside one after another, holding swords one by one and looking at Wang Kai coldly.

The ghost soldiers are fierce and have boundless evil spirit.

Wang Xiong looked up, looked at a group of ghost soldiers, and stopped the curse of death.

”What's wrong with the city Lord?” Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.

A black robed official came along in a crowd of ghost soldiers.

The black robed official looked at Wang Xiong coldly: ”who are you? Why are you making trouble in my dead city?”

”Chaos? Oh! I have not investigated why you have imprisoned me here. ” Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.

”I? Oh, the emperor of the world? Oh, ha ha ha ha, the emperor of the world can indeed sit on the earth, but in the underworld, you are no different from ordinary ghosts. Don't take yourself too high. There are many emperors in my dead city. You are not qualified to question the Lord of this city! ” In vain, the Lord of the dead city said coldly.

”I heard that in this world, when people die in the underworld, there will be judges to judge where they will go to the underworld. Why have I been arrested and imprisoned at will?” Wang Xiong looked at the city Lord in vain.

The city Lord's eyes narrowed. He was not a fool to be a city Lord in vain. Just now he was worried because he had overstepped his resentment. But now I think that the skill of surpassing the dead is beyond the ordinary mortal king.

”Are you...” In vain, the city master squinted at Wang Kai.

After all, the city Lord didn't want to collide with the disciples of any big religion.

”Who am I? You may not know. I don't want to meddle in the chaos of the city. However, today comes, I still hope that the city will return to normal operation, and those who are exhausted in yangshou can go and reincarnate. I have only one thing. I want to ask the Lord of the city of futile death!” Wang Xiong said solemnly.

Wang Xiong doesn't want to meddle in his own business. It's the key to find Meng Po. It's just by the way that Wang Xiong can return to normal operation. After all, who let himself meet? It's clear that you can't see. But since you meet him, Wang Xiong also wants to persuade the city Lord to die in vain.

The ghost of the city is in vain? How can I collect my resentment?

”Ha, ha ha, ha ha, ridiculous, ridiculous, little ghost Xiu, how dare you tell me about my dead city? What do you count? My city Lord, I see you have a good way. I'll give you a chance to beg for mercy, but you still want to move me to violate the rules of the dead city? Come on, take this little devil down for me. I'll let him go to hell and let all the clever and meddlesome know that this is the underworld, and the hell has its rules! ” In vain, the city Lord's eyes glared and cried.

The city of futile death now imprisons countless dead ghosts in order to collect resentment. Does this person still want to give up? It's ridiculous, ridiculous. If you let these resentful ghosts reincarnate, what should we do with the resentment of self-cultivation? Where to collect the resentment used to honor the ten palace king of hell?

In vain, the city Lord doesn't want to talk nonsense with Wang Xiong. Since he doesn't give a name, it's as if he doesn't know. In any case, the major religions in the world will be immortal sooner or later. Why look at their face.

”Yes A crowd of ghost soldiers roared.

Immediately, countless ghost soldiers killed Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong's face was cold: ”I didn't want to make such a scene, hum!”

”When!”

Wang Xiong turned his hand, and the pieces of the Donghuang bell suddenly made a loud sound, and a sound wave rushed out.

”Ah

All the ghost soldiers suddenly screamed, and their swords fell to the ground in an instant, holding their heads in their arms.

”Dangling soul sound?” In vain, the city Lord's face changed.

Concussion of the ghost, for the pieces of the Eastern Emperor bell, is still a big talent. Moreover, Wang Xiong controlled it for a while. He didn't drive these ghost soldiers out of their wits. It just made them headache.

In an instant, all ghost soldiers lost their combat effectiveness.

When the city Lord's face changed in vain, Wang Kai instantly came near and kicked him in vain.

”Boom

In an instant, the city master was kicked to fly out and hit the wall of the city.

”Poof! You, you, you...! ” In vain, the city Lord vomited black blood and looked at Wang Kai in horror.

”The power of human beings and immortals? In vain, the strength of the city Lord is so weak? ” Wang Kai frowned slightly.

Wang Xiong didn't know from the future. If the strong men in the three realms found that the city master's strength was only human beings and immortals, he would surely know that there was a problem. After all, the city of futile death is a big city in the underworld. The city Lord can't be so weak.Wang Xiong didn't know, so he didn't take it seriously. He slowly went to the city Lord in vain.

”To die in vain, city Lord, what do you think of what I said?” Wang Xiong looks at the city Lord in vain.

In vain, the city Lord covered the wound that Wang Kai had kicked, and looked at him suspiciously.

”Let hell dogs go!” A long drink never far away from the main hall of the dead city.

”Well?” Wang Xiong raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the main hall of the city of death.

At the entrance of the main hall, a man in a black dragon robe was looking at Wang Kai coldly.

”Bian Cheng Wang?” Wang Xiong's eyes narrowed.

In the last light and shadow portraits of the city of death in vain, Wang Xiong saw the shadow of King Bian and King Yama. At that time, the two great sons of Yama sacrificed themselves to fight for the world's lives. Wang Xiong still has respect in his heart. Nature recognized Bian Chengwang's appearance at a glance.