"You will definitely regret it. When you go to the underworld, you will definitely regret it." King Chu Jiang said without fear on his face, looking at Ying Gou.
Yinggou frowned, not expecting that this guy would talk so much nonsense.
The next moment, use your strength to win the hook.
"boom!"
Following the sound, King Chu Jiang's entire head exploded, along with part of King Chu Jiang's soul in his body.
Under Ying Gou's nails, it completely disappeared.
The headless body shook for a moment, then fell backwards and lay on the grass.
Ying Gou looked at his fingernails, then at the headless corpse on the ground, shook his head gently, and said: "A speculative villain like you will never know what I think. I win Gou
I have never regretted anything I did.”
The next moment, Yinggou raised his head and looked into the sky.
A black shadow slowly appeared in the sky. The shadow gradually condensed and turned into a pale middle-aged man.
This is the one who was controlled by King Chu Jiang just now.
Now King Chu Jiang's head was crushed by Ying Gou, and of course he was free again.
The condensed middle-aged man looked at Ying Gou with a complicated look on his face, and then knelt down without hesitation.
"See Lord Yinggou!"
Ying Gou looked at him, nodded, and then said, "I never thought you were still alive."
To say that he is alive is actually a bit reluctant.
Because the man in front of me has no body at all, he is just a ghost.
Moreover, the aura on his body was a bit chaotic. It was obvious that he could not hold on to this ghost form for much longer.
Although he looked like a tuberculosis ghost, Ying Gou knew that this man was the first general under the first ruler of the palace, and he exerted a lot of effort when he pacified the underworld.
"When the Lord was sealed, I escaped and have been with the old monkey for so many years." The man looked at Ying Gou and said with some excitement.
Yinggou and Fujun were very good friends back then, and just now Yinggou defeated King Chu Jiang, so of course he was happy.
"You can't last much longer, so don't waste it. Do you have any last words?"
Yinggou was not excited to see his old friend. He just looked at the middle-aged man kneeling in front of him and said calmly.
Hearing his words, a wry smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
He can't hold on much longer, of course he knows.
I also understand the meaning of Ying Gou, which is that since I can't hold it anymore, I might as well let him eat it and don't waste it.
Although it sounds a bit heartless, now it seems that this is the best choice.
The man nodded without hesitation, then looked at Ying Gou and said, "Old Monkey said that he felt Fu Jun's breath before he died. Is Fu Jun okay now?"
Yinggou was slightly stunned for a moment. The consciousness of the first generation prince had completely dissipated, but Taishan's Taoist tradition and Taishan's soul were left to the old Taoist.
Therefore, he does not disappear, but exists in another way.
Ying Gou nodded, and then said: "He is very good, and one day he will definitely return to the underworld with me."
Hearing Ying Gou's words, the man took a long breath, and then a smile appeared on his face.
"In this case, I have nothing to worry about. I wish Lord Yinggou and Lord Fu can return to the underworld as soon as possible."
After he finished speaking, he slowly stood up with a smile on his face and nodded to Ying Gou.
The next moment, the man's body began to become blurry and then distorted.
Just like a ball of candy exposed to high temperatures, it begins to melt.
The next moment, the man's body turned into a black sphere, and then floated in front of Ying Gou.
Yinggou didn't say a word, he just raised his hand, grabbed the black ball, opened his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.
This is all the spiritual power of that person, and now it is sacrificed to Ying Gou without any reservation.
He didn't regret it at all, because Ying Gou said that he and Fujun would definitely return to the underworld again.
After doing all this, Yinggou turned around and looked to the other side.
King Chu Jiang's dharma body was blown up, and the dragon vein he captured was now drilling underground, and he actually wanted to take advantage of this to escape.
Ying Gou looked at the dragon vein with only one tail exposed, and when he lifted it up, Void grabbed it gently.
The next moment, Dragon Vein's tail seemed to be grasped by a terrifying force.,
Then Ying Gou's hand pulled back.
The entire dragon vein pulled him out of the ground again, and a dragon roar sounded in the surrounding space.
Hell, the underworld, the second hall under Wojiao Stone.
This is a magnificent and simple palace with two long stone steps. The steps are very wide and can accommodate eighteen large carriages traveling side by side.
The sky above the palace is not the iconic black of hell, but azure. This is the bottom of the sea, where countless dead souls with sins are imprisoned.
Their tears, accumulated together over thousands of years, gradually formed this special barrier.
There is no comparison between this scene and the Nether Sea in ancient times, but this is the only place in the whole hell where you can deceive yourself into seeing the blue sky when you look up.
Below the palace is a swamp named Yellow.
Countless dead souls were writhing and wailing inside, stretching out their hands one after another, eager to leave here but couldn't.
This is the small hell of excrement and mud, one of the sixteen small hells under the jurisdiction of the Second Hall.
Yama of the Tenth Palace came to the throne after Ying Gou and the first emperor left, because he cooperated with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to change the sky.
The ranking of the palace has nothing to do with strength and influence. However, as one of the Yamas with the best relationship with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, King Chujiang gained a transcendent status in the underworld.
The sky of hell is black, and the main color of hell is gray. Everything originally came from following the rules and went to the rules.
Without the change of day and night, everyone has long been numb and accustomed to this way of operation.
But today, just now, a terrifying vibration suddenly came from the deepest part of the second palace.
The officials who were doing business inside were collectively shocked, and there was a lot of confusion.
After all, the main city of the Yin Division was breached by a group of ferocious beasts, and the large-scale killing of the officials inside only happened not long ago. The shock here at this time makes it difficult for people not to feel suspicious.
But after all, this is a place where Yama is personally in charge, and it is fundamentally different from the awkward position in the main city of the Yin Division where a grandma does not care for an uncle and does not love him. Therefore, after the earthquake occurred, although all the sixteen small hells under its jurisdiction were
There were incidents of roaring riots by evil spirits, but they were suppressed by the officials.
When eight judges with purple belts around their waists came down from the steps on the mountains on both sides, the officials here finally calmed down.
A purple-strap judge with a green face and a fierce look took out his leather whip, whipped it in the air, and let out an angry rebuke.
He scolded the officials for their poor supervision and was in a trance, and at the same time warned the suppressed evil spirits to be more honest!
The small commotion was finally suppressed, and the operations of the second hall returned to normal again.
The eight purple-belt judges are usually responsible for sitting in their respective small hells. At this time, due to the vibration of the main hall, they returned collectively.
At this time, eight people were kneeling and sitting in front of a stone gate, divided into two rows.
No one spoke, no one even looked around.
This is the real core area of the Second Hall, which involves the majesty of the King of Hell and does not allow anyone to be presumptuous and contemptuous.
However, the eight purple-strap judges present saw that the sculpture originally standing on the left side of the stone gate had been shattered on the ground.
This means that the Dharmakaya of the King of Hell has just been broken again.
Why "again"?
Because half a year ago, that person suddenly appeared in hell, and the dharma body of my prince was also shattered.
The previous shock, coupled with the broken Dharmakaya that has now been confirmed, all indicate that something big has happened.
But the eight people present continued to kneel and sit there, motionless.
Finally, the stone door slowly opened, and inside was the retreat place for the prince. No one could enter without being summoned at any time. Violators will die!
"Cough cough...cough cough..."
A coughing sound came from inside.
But no one looked inside, and everyone collectively lowered their heads further.
King Chu Jiang's figure looked a little shabby. His Dharma Body was destroyed twice, and his soul had just been killed in the underworld. In less than a year, he suffered two serious injuries.
Although my own foundation, that is, my true self, has never been directly harmed, the consumption I have suffered in the past two years has been extremely huge.
King Chu Jiang sat down on the chair next to the stone table.
He reached out, poured a glass of wine, and drank it all.
"Get up."
The eight purple-strap judges all stood up, but still lowered their heads.
No one wants their weak side to be seen by others, especially those with high status.
"In the earthly world, I met him again, and he destroyed my body again."
It was said easily, but the eight purple-belt judges present were instantly horrified.
The last sentence almost named the identity of the person mentioned by his prince.
You know, there were nine purple belts in the second hall at the beginning, taking the highest number.
But one of them fell into the hellish storm half a year ago and died at the hands of Ying Gou.
Among the remaining eight, there are still two whose soul injuries have not healed yet.
"Chen Cang." King Chu Jiang called softly.
"My subordinate is here!" A purple-strap judge took a step forward and leaned over.
"Send a message to the other nine temples, saying that I have discovered the news about the one from the Netherworld Sea. Tomorrow, we will discuss the matter of meeting at the small temple on the top of Mount Tai."
"I obey my orders." The judge named Chen Cang bowed and walked out.
King Chu Jiang nodded.
Hell is never a monolithic structure, and the structure of the Ten Halls of Yama, which divides the authority of the Underworld into ten, is certainly not a unified plan.
The only advantage of this structure is that it can keep the status of the Bodhisattva transcendent, and there will no longer be the kind of man who keeps his word.
But correspondingly, sometimes when you want to do something, you seem to be a little constrained. Moreover, each of the Yamas has his own calculations and calculations.
