I have a book of salvation

When Yang Qingfeng led dozens of deacons from the Supervisory Department to rush over to avenge Deacon Jin who died heroically.

What I saw was such a strange sight.

——In the ruins of Wangfu Township, there was nothing wrong with Deacon Jin. On the other hand, the head of the demon fox the size of a house, even if there is only one head left, is filled with terrifying demon power and boundless power!

Unfortunately, the fear and horror in those red eyes destroyed this pressure.

The lower half of his head was buried in the snow, as if he was bowing down and worshiping in front of the memorial tablets for the people of Husband Village.

Yang Qingfeng was confused, and the deacons behind him were also confused.

——Could it be that Butler Jin, who has always been timid and fearful of getting into trouble, is a master who hides himself deeply?

The kind that can chop off the demon king's head with one knife?

"Jin...Deacon Jin...this?" Yang Qingfeng.

Deacon Jin gave a wry smile and did not dare to brag. He only said that it was already like this when he came here.

Everyone was even more shocked!

——The Qingming Demon King who escaped from the hands of Jinling Sword King Yang Wei died inexplicably?

No one knew what was going on.

Until they tied the Demon King's head with a rope and dragged it away like a dream.

I met a tea shop on the official road ten miles away from Wangfu Township. After drinking a bowl of hot tea, I heard the boss mention that last night there was a man wearing a black opera robe and a judge's facial makeup. He also bought a bowl of tea to eat. .

Immediately, the scalps of all the deacons in the supervision department went numb!

A figure appeared in my mind at the same time.

——Judge.

The sky is freezing and the ground is freezing, in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Besides that guy, who else would be wandering around in the mountains wearing an opera costume?

Could it be that... it was the judge who killed the demon king?

After drinking tea, dozens of deacons returned to Aurous Hill with the demon king's head.

As soon as I came back, there was a huge shock!

The fierce demon king's head was exposed to the sun and walked through the streets.

Countless people were stunned and delighted!

It was as if the thick clouds covering the top of his head dissipated in an instant.

What was even more astonishing was the supervisor, Yang Wei.

I originally thought this would be a protracted tug-of-war.

After all, just like when the great Qingmo demon sneaked into Jinling, even after being seriously injured by Wen Sheng, he hid for several years before being killed on the Weishui River.

This Qingming Demon King, as long as he is unwilling to show his face, it will not be easy to find him.

But who would have thought that not even a day after he escaped, his head would be picked off and respectfully placed in front of many people's memorial tablets in Wangfu Township to atone for his sins.

Combined with the news brought back by Yang Qingfeng and others, the figure of the judge once again came into view of Yang Wei and others.

Originally, everyone just thought he was just a bloody knight and didn't take him seriously.

It's completely different now!

Demon King!

That's the Demon King!

Even if he is seriously injured, it is still a terrifying existence that makes people tremble!

Beheaded by the judge?

So what kind of monster is the judge?

Or maybe, as the people guessed, he...is really not a human?

But no matter what, that's what it is.

Qingming Demon King is dead.

At the same time, Yang Wei's promise was also fulfilled.

——Those who bring back the head of the Qingming Demon King will be rewarded with five thousand baht, a copy of the arsenal classic, and an official promotion.

Although everyone brought the body back together, it was Deacon Kim who discovered it after all.

The reward naturally fell on his head.

Just as he lamented before, pie will really fall from the sky.

It hit him on the head and made him dizzy. It was like a sweet dream!

After knowing what happened, the deacons of the Supervisory Department thought that Deacon Jin was just lucky enough to get such a big benefit for nothing!

In the face of everyone's teasing, Butler Jin just smiled happily and did not refute.

But having said that, everyone also understands that this is not some bullshit luck!

If Butler Jin had not chosen to give Yang Qingfeng his life when he first discovered the pressure of the Demon King, the result would have been completely different - the Demon King's head would not have been discovered by him, and the reward would naturally not be on his head.

It was because of his sudden thought that he was willing to sacrifice his life for righteousness, and by chance, he discovered the corpse of the Demon King and received a huge reward.

As the saying goes, cause and effect, cause and effect, that's it.

With the execution of the two demon kings and the filing of the files to the imperial court in the capital, this matter has come to an end for the time being.

The common people in Jiangzhou also breathed a sigh of relief.

But as the saying goes, joy and sorrow are not the same.

When the same thing happens, some people are happy and some are worried.

Let's talk about that inside a certain square and cold palace, the dusk is heavy and the shadows are dim.

There was a person sitting on the high bluestone seat.

Under the shadow, his face could not be seen clearly, but he could only tell that he was quite tall and wearing a thick armor, like a huge sculpture, majestic and solemn.

Apart from him, there was no one else in the huge palace.

But right in front of him, there was a palm-sized Ruyi floating in the air, emitting a vast blue light.

"Those two things that were not successful have somehow slipped through the cracks and were taken over by Yang Wei. But fortunately, the rare earth mines in Jinling have been obtained and are under control. Everything is ready. All we need is the east wind."

The armored figure on the seat suddenly spoke, his voice dull and loud, just like the buzzing of a bell.

After a while, the response came from Ruyi Zhong, hoarse due to vicissitudes of life.

"Understood."

The armored figure was silent for a moment, and then said: "In addition, the incomplete array experiment still failed to succeed - although it can strip away the essence of vitality, it still cannot stabilize it into a pill."

Yu Ruyi's voice came out again: "After all, the lower half of the formation diagram is missing. This is normal. Haven't you found it yet?"

The armored figure shook his head, and the sound of steel friction came from the collision of armor: "Teacher, it's still not the case."

"Hurry up." Yu Ruyi's voice came out.

"Yes." The armored figure nodded.

Then, the jade Ruyi's light dimmed and fell into the palm of his hand.

The huge palace fell into deathly silence again.

At the same time, in Jinling City.

The captured men in masks and black robes, after explaining everything, were convicted and sentenced, and their heads were chopped off.

All the people watching applauded.

——Although it was instigated by two demon kings, these traitors who killed their compatriots with their own hands are even more abominable!

As several heads rolled to the ground, all the demons involved in the Wangfu Village murder case were executed.

All dead.

On the Wanjialing Mausoleum, the last wish of the vast cloud of innocent souls turned into billowing clouds was finally realized.

In the mausoleum guarding room, Yu Chen, who was washing rice, felt the fluctuation of the Book of Humanity, wiped his hands on the rag and spread it out.

Just look at the Huangquan River, where the golden light shines, the endless clouds slowly dissipate, one soul after another is liberated from the hatred and obsession, and the eyes regain clarity.

They stand in rows on the bank of Huangquan River, and there are people of all ages, including men, women and children.

After bowing to Yu Chen, he crossed the river safely.

The Sutra of Saviors began to buzz.

Smokey gray words emerge.

[The wish of the fifth-grade spirit comes true, the Yin soldiers of all ghosts are launched, and the treasure "Ling Gui Talisman" is given]

As the gray characters flickered, a palm-sized black jade token fell into Yu Chen's hand.

It is cold and slightly heavy. On the front is a majestic character "Ling", and on the back is a huge and majestic palace.

When Yu Chen took the token, he seemed to see countless dense dots of light.

But most of them are extremely dim, and only the ones near the front are emitting a faint light.

At the same time, an inexplicable thought came into Yu Chen's mind.

——Yin soldiers!

Each of these light spots represents a Yin soldier!

The army of the underworld!

Evil soldiers who destroy life!

As if instinctively, Yu Chen stepped into the underworld, raised the token high, and shouted loudly.

"rise!"

The words just fell.

The entire underworld was shaking, the sky was shaking and the earth was shaking!

The vast fog slowly dispersed.

Behind the underworld, an extremely huge and ferocious Yin Palace revealed its shape!

This majestic Yin Palace stretches for hundreds of miles, and is cold and solemn. On the wall pillars, there are countless ghosts and gods. And in the palace, there are countless shadowy figures wearing heavy armor, with blue and black faces, and holding giant scythes in their hands. They are neat and solemn. !

Following Yu Chen's order.

The thousand soldiers in the first palace suddenly opened their eyes!

In the dark eyes, the faint ghost fire suddenly lit up!

Let’s all take a step forward!

boom!

The earth roars!

The leading soldier, wearing green and black ghost armor, green face and fangs, stepping on green fire, holding a white bone ax in his hand, knelt on one knee!

"I obey the king's orders!"

As soon as he spoke, most of the soldiers behind him also shouted in unison: "I obey the king's order!"

The mighty sound is like the rolling waves!

At this moment, Yu Chen is holding the ghost commanding talisman in his hand, with more than a thousand Yin soldiers crawling at his feet, standing by the Huangquan River, really like the king of all ghosts.

In my mind, enlightenment appears.

As the saying goes, there are troops in the Yang world, and there are also troops in the Yin and Cao.

The ghost of a hundred battles, immortal and immortal, is a shadow soldier for all ghosts!

And the talisman that commands ghosts, as its name suggests, can command all ghosts!

Holding the Ghost Talisman in your hand, you can control all the armies of the underworld!

Although the underworld of the underworld has just revived, the number of awakened underworld soldiers is less than 10,000, but there are still thousands.

Everyone listens to orders!

Yu Chen took a deep breath.

Finally he understood that although the reward for the fifth-grade spiritual wish did not directly give him magical powers and treasures from heaven and earth, it did give him the right to command the underworld's Yin soldiers!

——This is not like the ghost officials in the Judge's Palace and the Eighteen Hells who can only move in the underworld and cannot interfere with the ghosts in the upper world.

Yin soldiers are between life and death and are not affected by the different paths of humans and ghosts.

At this moment, as long as Yu Chen thinks, he can immediately let the thousands of resurrected Yin soldiers rush into the Yang world!

To overthrow all the forces he wants to overthrow!

Thinking like this, he walked out of the underworld and came to Wanjia Mausoleum.

Holding the Ghost Talisman in his hand, he thought about it.

Puff, Puff, Puff!

In an instant, green ghost fires ignited on the huge Wanjia Mausoleum!

Towering figures eight feet tall walked out of the will-o'-the-wisps and arrived between heaven and earth!

Just in the blink of an eye, thousands of Yin soldiers descended! Wearing black iron armor and holding the Evil Scythe in his hand, he is as cold as stone and as motionless as a mountain!

Only the faint ghost fire in the eyes seemed to announce to this world.

——Underworld is back.

Come get some monthly tickets, brothers!