There is no false integration, only transparent transactions.

But it happened to be like this, which actually made the Ghost King believe Shen Yi's words.

"Now I believe you have lost your memory."

The hell realm gradually dissipated and the sunny sky returned to its original state. The Ghost King turned around and said, "You are more in line with the name of Demon Son now than before, and you are a little more demonic."

"But if Bai Xiaolou was like this in the past, he should have learned a lesson long ago." Shen Yi said with an unchanged expression.

He only had the "God-Slaying Technique of Heavenly Demons" in hand to allow the Ghost King to treat him like this. If he didn't have this capital, the Vice-President must let him know how the word "rules" is written.

The magic sect doesn't follow many rules externally, but internally, it is an absolute defender of the rules. Anyone who violates the rules will have to pay a bloody price.

There are not many honest people here. If there were no rules, the devil would have become a mess long ago.

"You can see clearly that he is worthy of being the demon son of my immortal mountain," the ghost king said with a happy expression. "Even though he has lost his memory, he still has all the scheming and scheming that he should have. Senior Brother Leader has taught him a good disciple."

He looked deeply at Shen Yi, as if he wanted to see through that face and into his mind.

An invisible and traceless mind looked up and down, paying attention to Shen Yi.

Shen Yi seemed unaware of this right and said calmly: "Open the "Book of Immortality" to me, and I will hand over the "Slaying Demons and Gods". One for one, it is very fair."

"The "Book of Immortality" is in the sect. If you want to know, I can personally take you back to the sect and ask the leader to open the "Book of Immortality" for you to read. The question is, do you dare?" Ghost King

He said with a gentle face and quite the demeanor of a teacher.

"Why don't you dare? I am a demon, right?" Shen Yi said with an unchanged expression.

The two looked at each other, and there was an elusive calmness in their eyes.

He is a devil, so there is nothing he dares to do if he returns to the Immortal Mountain.

Shen Yi was impeccable with his words, making it impossible for the Ghost King to figure out his thoughts.

Does he want to let go of the past? Is he still loyal to Bulao Mountain? Is he a strong man on the outside but a man of power on the inside?

These ghost kings cannot see it.

After being missing for half a year, this devil who was still a little immature has grown up. Even his uncle, his uncle, cannot fully understand him.

For a moment, the Ghost King didn't know whether to be happy that there was a successor to Bulaoshan, or to be angry at the other party's elusiveness.

Just at this moment, a ray of light flashed through, and in the clear light, Ye Weiyang appeared here.

"Senior Ghost King," she said with a calm expression, showing no respect for the Ghost King, "I once said that I would not take action against anyone in the Taoist sect."

The Ghost King has no power to command her.

Ye Weiyang directly expressed her will.

"Of course, after all, you are the work of the Demon Lord, and I have no right to instruct you."

The Ghost King did not show any sign of anger, but instead smiled calmly and said: "I called you here just because you have not brought your nephew to the Demon Lord's throne for a long time, and you are afraid that the Demon Lord will be waiting in a hurry.

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While speaking, the Ghost King looked at Shen Yi thoughtfully, as if he wanted to see Shen Yi lose his composure.

If so, he will be disappointed.

Just listen to Shen Yi say: "By saying this, I understand my own value better. It seems that my uncle cannot directly take away my memory of "The Heavenly Demon Slaying God" through coercive means."

"My nephew is worrying too much."

The Ghost King gently accepted these words, then turned and looked into the distance, "But I really didn't expect that neither of you would want to take action against Mu Hanjiang. In this case, I can only let you personally take action to bully Mu Hanjiang."

It’s too small.”

The energy of the deputy seat of the Everlasting Mountain slightly appeared, and the hell-like illusion appeared again. The black energy rose, and it faintly transformed into a wailing face, interpreting pain all the time.

He actually wanted to deal with Mu Hanjiang personally.

At this time, Mu Hanjiang should have been some distance away from here. After all, the Taoist did not stop while Shen Yi was talking to the Ghost King.

But looking at the Ghost King's posture, the Taoist disciple couldn't escape from his grasp.

In an instant, the strong energy fluctuations even distorted the flow of vitality, like a door to hell opening, hell descended, and endless wailing filled the space between heaven and earth.

But at this moment, a sword light burst in, and the majestic sword intent like the abyss cut across hell, revealing its fierce sword power towards the Ghost King.

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"Qi Jiuyuan, I am here to help you, the master of the sword pavilion." The Ghost King raised his brows slightly and said loudly.

In the sudden sword light, Qi Jiuyuan suddenly appeared. The broken sword in his hand was flowing with Gang Qi. The sword light was like a raging river. It continued to break and turned into a sword whip that reached the sky and swept forward.

"The Pavilion Master does not need your help."

What Mo Wentian needs is Xiao Baoyue in full bloom, so that he can enjoy himself to the fullest. If the only purpose is to defeat Xiao Baoyue, then there is no need to hold this battle.

Help? Not needed!

The wind roared furiously and the sword wave surged. Facing the fourth on the black list, Qi Jiuyuan used all his strength. The great rivers came from the sky, and his sword swept hundreds of miles of wind.

"I don't know what's good or bad."

A cold look appeared on the Ghost King's face, and his figure became increasingly out of place with the emerging scene of hell.

With a squeeze of five fingers, the space seemed to explode, and countless cracks exploded in the Senluo Hell. With one punch, the hell was shattered and the sky was shaken.

'The journey to hell, the so-called journey to hell is actually like this...'

Shen Yi watched the punch and finally understood why the Ghost King was incompatible with the scene of hell.

The purpose of "Walking in Hell" is not to cultivate into hell, but to walk in hell, temper yourself with endless suffering, walk in hell, and finally break through hell.

The King of Ghosts is not the King of Ghosts who dominates hell, but the King of Evil who destroys hell.

This punch blasted through the gates of hell, cut off the waves of the sword with one blow, and stopped the flow of raging rivers. The violent fist force went straight towards Qi Jiuyuan himself.

The trinity of fist force, fist strength, and fist intention tightly sealed Qi Jiuyuan himself, and the hell appeared around Qi Jiuyuan, trapping him in purgatory.

Then, an overbearing blow came, and the fist filled the field of vision, like a strike that opened the sky, shattering the sky.

With the fist front as the center, cracks as dense as a spider web were expanding. The blockade formed by the fist's strength, fist strength, and fist intention was broken by the ghost king himself, and even Qi Jiuyuan, who was trapped in it, seemed to have cracks on an ice slab.

He is like an insect sealed in amber. When the amber is shattered, the insects inside will also be shattered.

"What a domineering punch."

A palm suddenly appeared behind Qi Jiuyuan, thrust into the broken cage, and pressed on Qi Jiuyuan's heart.

The majestic Qi machine passed through the body, and together with Qi Jiuyuan's Qi, he rushed forward and collided with the domineering fist power.

"Boom!"
Chapter completed!