But he said that Judge Cui and I had fought hundreds of moves, with both sides going back and forth, using their own methods, and no one could do anything to the other. But at this moment, I was so arrogant, claiming that I would kill Judge Cui within three moves.
At this moment, the exorcists who were watching cheered loudly, but the Fallen King's side each had a sneer on their faces: If they really have that much ability, how could they have fought hundreds of moves just now?
In fact, this is the first time I have fought against ghosts for such a long time. Judge Cui’s whole body is condensed with Yin energy, just like a living person. He is indeed an amazing master.
If this ability were brought to the world, ordinary exorcists would really not be able to deal with him.
But everyone has their own weaknesses, and Judge Cui is no exception. I fought hard with him and found out what his weaknesses are.
I just laughed and said, "I heard that Judge Cui's left hand is a life and death book, and his right hand is a judge's pen, which increases the life of good people and charms the souls of evil people! But have you ever thought about how long your life will be?"
Judge Cui shouted: "My ghost in Fengdu is immortal, how can I be limited by my lifespan!"
I laughed loudly; "That's not necessarily true! I also have a pen here, which is specially designed to attract the three souls and seven souls of Fengdu!"
As soon as I finished speaking, the evil-suppressing short stick was suddenly withdrawn, and it was like a carving pen in my hand and was pointed heavily in front of Judge Cui.
"The first stroke! Seduction!"
The red light on the short stick of suppressing evil flowed and quickly gathered on the tip of the pen. The tip of the pen was almost glowing red, making people afraid to look directly at it.
Not to be outdone, Judge Cui shouted sternly: "The first stroke! Seduction!"
He uses the same movements and methods, but the tip of the judge's pen is made of ghost fire, which is specially used to seduce souls.
The two pen tips suddenly collided, and then Judge Cui screamed. The judge's pen in his hand could not withstand the evil-suppressing short stick, and it broke every inch and collapsed instantly.
He hurriedly let go and raised the reins in his hands. The hell dog hurriedly tried to jump away.
I laughed loudly: "The second stroke! Seize the soul!"
The judge's pen penetrated Judge Cui's body like a tarsal maggot. The high temperature of the sun's real fire made him scream, and the hell dog under his crotch couldn't help but howl.
However, this guy is worthy of being the judge of Fengdu. Although the Yin Qi in his body dissipated rapidly, he was still conscious. As soon as he gritted his teeth, his body suddenly dispersed into a ball of black Qi, which enveloped me overwhelmingly.
I didn't change or hurry, opened my palm, and flowed along the short evil-suppressing stick. I saw the red light flashing in the true sun fire, spreading around like mercury pouring down the ground, and countless firelights quickly burned the spreading Yin Qi.
Those Yin Qi could not withstand the power of the true fire of the sun, and kept shrinking, shrinking again, and vaguely, I even heard Judge Cui's unwilling roar.
I smiled and said: "Judge Cui, if you admit defeat, you can still save three souls and seven souls. Otherwise, if the fire is ruthless, you will be gone and you won't be able to blame me."
Judge Cui did not answer, but the dissipated Yin energy around him was still stubbornly gathering around him, trying to suppress the True Fire of the Sun. But at this time, everyone could see that Judge Cui had already lost, and the reason for his perseverance was just that
I don’t want Mi Lian City to fall into the hands of living people.
I secretly admire you. You must know that the most feared thing by the ghosts is being burned by the Yang Fire. Once burned by the flames, the pain in the soul cannot be described in words.
Judge Cui was able to endure this severe pain in his soul and still refused to give up begging for mercy. This spirit was enough to move me.
But when it comes to the ownership of Milian City, even if I praise you, I can't be merciful. If Judge Cui refuses to give up, he will have no choice but to die.
Mr. Ghost next to him praised softly: "It is said that the dead people in the Twelve Cities of Fengdu are all cowards, but it seems that is not necessarily the case now. There are still some heroes here. Even if they are not as capable as me, this kind of spirit is worthy of admiration.
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Hua Zi sneered: "You have such a good feeling about killing people in the Ten Thousand Demons' Pit. Who in the Ten Thousand Demons' Pit has this kind of soul pain and this kind of perseverance?"
The Corpse King of the North Territory said angrily: "Can you Mo Huitou Villa be as good as him? Can you withstand the pain of Yang Fire Soul Refining?"
Hua Zi chuckled and said, "I can't bear it, but it's better than you guys who think so highly of themselves!"
The Corpse King of the Northern Territory was furious and was about to take action when he heard Wu Shishi sigh and say calmly: "We admit defeat."
As soon as he said this, the Fengdu ghosts behind him all lowered their heads in shame, their eyes flickering like will-o'-the-wisps, as if they were suppressing their anger.
I was slightly relieved. It was not difficult to refine Judge Cui to death with the true fire of the sun, but in this way, Mi Lian City would really have a deadly feud with Fengdu. After all, Mi Lian City is located in a remote place, close to Fengdu and far away from the Yangshi. If
If it really makes the two sides unable to adjust, it will always lay a hidden danger for the future.
Besides, even though Judge Cui lost, his spirit of refusing to beg for mercy despite the pain of Yang Fire Soul Refining was admired by everyone.
If I really killed him, people would inevitably think that I was too cruel.
At that moment, I took a step back, and the short stick in my hand quickly absorbed the surrounding flames. In an instant, all directions returned to darkness, leaving only a little bit of blue ghost fire still burning feebly.
Wu Shishi waved his hand, and a mask flew up from the ground. It was Judge Cui's destiny. As long as the mask is not broken, Judge Cui's three souls and seven souls will not dissipate.
However, the mask at this time is full of cracks. It is estimated that Judge Cui will completely lose his mind if Wu Shishi refuses to admit defeat.
Wu Shishi glanced at us coldly and said: "I am willing to admit defeat. From now on, Mi Lian City will be the gathering place for the souls of exorcists! The Twelve Cities of Fengdu were renamed the Eleven Cities! There is a good relationship between the two sides.
Don’t offend the river!”
As soon as these words were spoken, the exorcist souls in Mi Lian City cheered loudly, and flames shot out. Some of the exorcist souls beat their chests excitedly and yelled crazily.
Wu Shishi is the fallen king of Fengdu City and the person with the highest status in Fengdu Twelve Ghost City. He admitted in front of countless people that Mi Lian City belongs to the Exorcist Heroic Soul, and this city truly belongs to him.
When I looked back, I was inexplicably moved. In this way, this city was truly captured by me.
From now on, exorcists who die in the battle of life and death will not be left alone after death, without even a place to stay.
The exorcists cheered, and the dead in Fengdu felt sad, but the zombie king of the northern region and Mr. Ghost from the Ten Thousand Demons Pit were shocked. They knew that Judge Cui and I were gambling, but they never thought that the bet was this Mi Lian City!
The North Territory Corpse King was impatient and said angrily: "Wu Shishi! Who asked you to cede Mi Lian City! This city should belong to the Ten Thousand Demons Pit!"
Wu Shishi glanced at him indifferently, not even bothering to answer. Instead, I laughed: "The Corpse King of the North, the Fallen King is the highest-ranking person in the Twelve Cities of Fengdu. He lost Mi Lian City to me.
That’s mine, when will it be your turn to be tricked by all the demons?”
Mr. Ghost said solemnly: "Mr. Fallen King, if you are worried about losing to the living people in the Yang world, there are 100,000 dead people in our Ten Thousand Demon Pit. We can help you take back this city!"
Zhang Wuren said expressionlessly: "The Ten Thousand Demons Trap One Hundred Thousand Dead People? Wu Shishi, think about it. Once the Ten Thousand Demons Trap the Dead People into the Twelve Ghost Cities, will the owner of these Twelve Ghost Cities be the Ancestor of Corpses? Or you?"
Wu Shisi?"
Wu Shishi glanced at Zhang Wuren coldly, and then said to Mr. Ghost: "I am willing to admit defeat. I am not a person who cannot afford to lose. If they want a city, just give it to them. I, the ghost of Fengdu, are all iron."
How can a strong-willed man do such an unfaithful thing?"
"If you want Mi Lian City, just take it yourself. There is no need to use me as a shield!"
I laughed loudly: "That's right! The Corpse King of the North, Mr. Ghost, if you are not convinced, just come and get it yourself! We are not even afraid of the Lord of Death, how can we still be afraid of you two?"
The Corpse King of the North and Mr. Ghost looked at each other and saw the reluctance in each other's eyes. But they had no choice but to be unwilling. With top exorcists like Zhang Wuren and Chen Wuye around, even the Lord of Death could eat them.
What a shame, the two of them are really not good enough.
But he heard Hua Zi sigh, and then said loudly: "Zhang Wuxin! The owner of the village asked me to check your safety! Now the protection time has passed, and since you are fine, the transaction between the two parties ends here!"
I smiled at Hua Zi and said, "Thank you so much, little brother, for sending my greetings to the village owner. I will definitely repay you for your kindness in helping me in the future."
Huazi nodded slightly: "It's just a transaction between the two parties. It's not a favor. It's just that the owner of the village hopes that you will go back when you have time. She and you still have a deal that has not yet been reached."
I know that this deal is actually about how the owner of Guijianchou will be resurrected, but I really don’t think I can do this kind of thing. Fortunately, the owner of Guijianchou has been waiting for thousands of years, and he doesn’t care about such a short time, no matter how slow it is.
Just wait slowly.
Hua Zi bowed his hands to me, then turned and left. As soon as he left, the Haiping Corpse Man from the Ice Tomb became a little bit unable to sit still. He whispered to the Corpse King of the North Region and Mr. Ghost: "You two, what should we do now?"
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The Corpse King of the North Territory said fiercely: "What else can we do? Our ancestors have taken a fancy to this city! That's why we sent that bastard Lord of Death to come and get it in person. Who would have thought that this bastard would actually lose!"
"Now that we are here, we cannot let our ancestors down. How can we be willing to accept it if we don't try?"
Mr. Ghost's eyes were full of will-o'-the-wisp: "Yes, if you don't try, how can you be willing to do it?"