Honghuang: The underworld is in a tyrant state, and Hou Tu is going crazy!

Chen Dong stood up suddenly and pointed at the leading soul-binding envoy.

"You, go and bring Maitreya back to me now!"

Hearing Chen Dong's words, the soul-binding envoy almost couldn't stand, and his face burst into tears instantly!

"Your Majesty, I... I..."

The soul-binding envoy hesitated for a long time but didn't dare to say the words that he was afraid of.

You know, Maitreya is a disciple of the saint!

If I run to Lingshan to bring Maitreya back, wouldn't that be like hanging myself and looking for death?

The key is that Maitreya's cultivation is so much higher than mine, how can he bring people back?

Seeing Chen Dong's face getting more and more gloomy, the soul-binding envoy said tremblingly.

"Your Majesty, Maitreya is a disciple of the saint."

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate for us to catch him rashly?"

Chen Dong just snorted coldly.

"What's wrong with that?"

"Even if he is a disciple of a saint, he dared to save the dead souls privately and kill my ghost messenger in the underworld."

"Then he should be punished with the same crime as the lonely soul!"

Chen Dong's voice was as loud as thunder, and it was so loud that everyone present could not come back to their senses for a long time.

A disciple of a saint who breaks the law is also guilty of the same crime as the lonely soul!

This sentence alone is enough to wake up the deaf and dumb, and countless ghost messengers are dying for it!

The soul-catching envoy who was still terrified just now could not help but be excited at this moment.

"Your Majesty is right!"

"But what if Maitreya doesn't obey?"

Chen Dong glanced at him.

"What is the soul-catching rope I gave you for?"

Maitreya is only a golden immortal, and the three newly promoted envoys are all Xuanxian.

With the soul-catching rope in hand, a golden immortal Maitreya can still be easily hooked back!

Knowing that the other party still had concerns, Chen Dong simply waved his hand!

"Just catch him!"

"If anything happens, I'll take care of it!"

Hearing Chen Dong's words, the Soul-Catcher was overjoyed!

"Yes!"

"I'll do it right away!"

The Soul-Catcher instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the underworld.

The next moment, he had already set foot on the Yellow Springs Road.

At the foot of Lingshan Mountain, Maitreya had just converted a few lonely souls, and his merits and virtues also increased a lot.

When he was satisfied, a black-faced evil ghost with green teeth and a crown suddenly appeared in front of him!

Seeing this ghost, Maitreya's expression suddenly changed!

"Who is this evil ghost? Let me convert you today!"

The Soul-Catcher sneered and held the soul-catching rope!

"What bastard dares to convert your ghost grandfather?"

"Maitreya, you secretly convert the dead souls and kill my ghost messenger in the underworld!"

"Come with me today!"

As soon as the voice fell, the soul-catching envoy threw out the soul-catching rope in his hand.

He did not forget that this was at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

Of course, things must be done quickly!

Maitreya was about to throw out the golden bowl in his hand, but the soul-catching rope in the soul-catching envoy's hand seemed to have eyes and rushed directly to his head!

The next moment, Maitreya felt a flash in front of his eyes!

He actually fell into the hands of the evil ghost in front of him so lightly.

Looking back, his body suddenly collapsed to the ground.

And his soul was actually hooked out like this!

Maitreya had never seen such a secret technique, and he immediately wanted to struggle.

But the soul-catching rope in the hands of the evil ghost was very murderous.

No matter how he struggled, the soul-catching rope was always firmly around his neck.

Seeing this, Maitreya shouted angrily!

"Do you know my identity!"

"I am a disciple of Lingshan!"

"It is my duty to save the dead souls in the West!"

"How can you say that I saved the dead souls privately?"

"If you dare to touch me today, be careful that the Holy Buddha will come to your underworld in the future!"

The soul-catching envoy, who had already taken Chen Dong's reassurance pill, was not afraid of him.

He even tightened his strength on the spot!

"You dare to kill my underworld ghost messenger, how do you know that you will not become a dead soul in our hands today?"

"The Emperor of Fengdu has ordered me to capture you today!"

"Just follow me honestly!"

He took Maitreya all the way.

In a short while, the soul-catching envoy had already captured Maitreya's soul and brought it to the underworld, and threw it in front of Chen Dong!

"Your Majesty, the person has been brought here!"

Matreya saw the majestic and solemn hall in front of him.

There were countless ghosts in the hall, and Chen Dong, who was sitting at the top, had a fierce look on his face!

"Maitreya, do you know your crime!"

Maitreya got up from the ground with difficulty.

He was restrained by the ghosts with soul-catching ropes along the way.

He was already angry because he was treated like this!

"My master is a saint, why don't you let me go quickly!"

But Chen Dong didn't buy his tricks at all, and even hit the wake-up stick again!

The wake-up stick fell on the chopping board, and the sound it made immediately scared the other party.

"I don't care who your master is!"

"Since you dare to kill me, the ghost messenger of the underworld robbed my lonely soul of the underworld."

"Now you refuse to admit it againIf you have committed a crime, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"The Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon!"

The Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon came out in a line.

"Here!"

"Take this beast away and put him in the lower nine layers of the Eighteen Hells for three thousand years!"

Everyone present was shocked when they heard Chen Dong's words!

The look in his eyes when he looked at Maitreya was full of satisfaction!

Everyone in the underworld doesn't know that the lower nine layers of the Eighteen Hells are the most tormenting places for lonely ghosts!

Now that Maitreya was directly sent to the lower nine layers, the ghost messenger of the underworld had a deeper respect for Chen Dong.

That's a disciple of a saint!

Chen Dong imposed a heavy punishment without considering his identity, which shows that the underworld is ruled by a clear and bright government!

Maitreya himself was completely confused!

It's okay that he was caught in the underworld for no reason.

The man in front of him gave him a strong dose without saying anything!

Eighteen Hells!

Even Maitreya had never seen one before, and he knew he was not a good guy just by hearing his name!

Moreover, he had clearly announced his family background, but the other party was not afraid at all.

Even if it was a show, he couldn't be so serious, right?

Then soon, Maitreya was handcuffed by the Ox-Headed and Horse-Face, and led out of the hall.

When he left the Hall of the Emperor of Fengdu, Maitreya couldn't help but look back, and then his pupils shrank!

Emperor of Fengdu!

How did he kick this iron plate!

Seeing Maitreya being thrown into the eighteen levels of hell, Chen Dong felt refreshed.

Suddenly, Chen Dong sat up straight.

Just now, he suddenly felt that the underworld In the underworld, there seemed to be an inexplicable connection that was getting closer and closer to him.

Chen Dong leaned back in his chair, his eyes flashing with deep thought.

In the past few thousand years, after Chen Dong was named the Emperor of Fengdu, he lived like a fish in water in the underworld, and his life was so comfortable!

But this situation today was the first time!

Chen Dong could vaguely distinguish this feeling from the luck of the underworld.

It was not the luck of the underworld, but it was imposed on him...

Chen Dong sat up straight suddenly!

Could it be that because he maintained the authority of the underworld, he attracted the favor of the underworld?

On the other side.

With Chen Dong Maitreya started to experience the life in the underworld directly from the Saw Hell.

But he suffered first, and the two saints of Lingshan felt it instantly!

After finding out the whole story, Jieyin Zhunti and the others were instantly furious!

Chen Dong, who was in the Hall of Fengdu Emperor, was still thinking about the favor of the underworld.

Who would have thought that he would feel a palpitating sense of oppression coming from top to bottom in the next second!

Chen Dong's mind moved, and before Jieyin Zhunti and the others were ready to take action, he directly sent the executioner, the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced, out of the underworld!

If these two people were allowed to attack their subordinates on their own territory.

Where would his face as the Emperor of Fengdu be?

"Chen Dong!"

"You came out just in time!"

Jieyin pointed to Maitreya who had just been sawed in half!

"What do you mean by this in the underworld?"

Chen Dong stood with his hands behind his back and said righteously.

"He privately saved the dead souls and killed my underworld ghost messenger. ”

“He destroyed the order of heaven and earth and disturbed the reincarnation in the underworld, so I caught him and brought him to the underworld to execute him. Is there any problem?”

After hearing what Chen Dong said, Jie Yin could no longer maintain his composure!

“You are just a Xuanxian, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of us!”

“Do you really think we can’t do anything to you?”

Jie Yin summoned the Golden Lotus of Merit with one hand, and the pressure from the saint came instantly!

But in the next moment, the pressure from the saint disappeared completely!

The sound of Hou Tu Dao came out.

“You trespassed into the underworld and started fighting in my underworld. Do you really think I have a good temper?”