I, The Judge of the Yin Department, Will Decide The Life and Death in a Shameful Form!

Accompanied by this indifferent words.

Wang Yifan's right palm contained a gap of 18 layers of hell, and suddenly a huge crack was torn.

A tragic green flame.

From Wang Yifan's hands, he slowly rose into the air.

Along with this flame, a bronze gate emerged from the void.

On this bronze gate are painted the various punishments of the eighteen layers of hell, as well as the ghosts of the torment.

It's just a glimpse.

Will tremble all over and lose any thoughts of resistance!

And now!

This ghost door!

opened!

Along with the howling wind, a strong smell of sulfur swept across.

All of a sudden the ghosts cried and howled, and a hundred ghosts were ferocious.

Li Xunda, who was hiding in the dark, saw this door open, and couldn't help but sit on the ground with fright.

"How...how is it possible! Isn't this the ghost gate of the eighteenth hell!"

"How can it appear here!"

Li Xunda rubbed his eyes and looked at the ghost gate floating in the void again!

"No! No! Doesn't this ghost gate need a ghost king like Ten Temple Yama to open it?"

Li Xunda turned his eyes to Wang Yifan.

"Wang Yifan is just a Nine-Rank Supervisor, so how good is he, and how can he be in charge of the ghost door?"

Li Xunda didn't even know.

Although Wang Yifan has only nine official positions.

However, in the empty Yin Division!

he!

Is the Supreme Chief!

He controls the entire hell of the Yinsi.

Not only Li Xunda, at this time, the two ghost generals, Living Yan Luo and Tang Tianbao, were also afraid to move.

Living Yama's legs trembled, and there was no fighting spirit.

The ghost door opened wide.

In the eighteen layers of hell, the tortured ghosts who had been suppressed for thousands of years finally spread their screams to the world.

That kind of heart-piercing scream.

Not to mention ordinary ghosts, even ghost generals like them could not resist.

It's like facing a natural enemy!

At this moment, Living Yama has only one thought in his mind!

escape! You can't be caught by Wang Yifan even if you escape to the end of the world!

otherwise!

He must also be tortured in eighteen layers of hell.

Unfortunately....

It's too late!

At the moment when Huo Yama turned his body, ready to sacrifice the ghost law and turn into a black whirlwind to escape.

A leisurely voice came from his back.

"Live Yama? Haha!"

"A mere ghost, dare to call Yama in front of me!"

After that, a black chain has been thrown towards him from top to bottom!

Bang! hiss!

With only a rope, the right arm of the living Yamaluo carrying the golden man was directly broken.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Living Yama clutched his broken arm and wailed

Then, the chain in mid-air seemed to be spiritual.

It made a loop in mid-air.

Roll up the waist of live Yan Luo directly.

Just one screw!

This living Yama was thrown into the ghost gate of eighteen layers of hell.

"Do not!!!"

In mid-air, Living Yama used his only broken arm to grasp the doorpost of the ghost gate tightly, and roared unwillingly.

He turned his head to look at the soldiers on the ground, and let out a hysterical cry full of fear.

"Quick! Come and grab me! I don't want to go to hell! I don't want to be tortured!"

The few ghost soldiers closest to it subconsciously wanted to obey the ghost general's orders.

But at this time.

Everyone suddenly discovered that countless pairs of ghost hands had protruded from the ghost gate, grabbing the body of Living Yama.

Some of these hands are blue, some are white, and some are already rotten.

While pulling on the living Yama, they screamed in joy.

"Haha! Someone is coming to be tortured again!"

"Jiejie, let him go up the knife mountain."

"No, no, let him go to the pan first!"

Those little ghosts who were tortured saw the newcomers in hell.

He was even happier than he was tortured.

They don't care who the living Yama was in his lifetime.

Just thinking of dragging him to hell together.

In this way, amidst the jubilant cry of ghosts, Living Yan Luo was dragged into hell little by little in despair.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

A few seconds passed.

Suddenly there was the scream of Living Yama, and the greater laughter of evil spirits.

However, it is completely different from the scene of ghosts cheering in hell.

At this time, in the battlefield!

Whether it is a ghost or Tang Tianbao riding a dark horse.

One counts as one, the black grimace has already turned pale with horror.

They looked at the gates of hell in mid-air.

Don't dare to move at all!

Living Yama is a ghost of the level of a ghost general.

There are no taboos to run rampantly.

But today, he was only shackled by his soul, and he was thrown into hell as soon as he twisted it.

What about these little soldiers?

How many times did you get it?

Moreover, these evil spirits in hell!

It's too scary!

He actually took pleasure in other evil spirits being tortured.

If this really goes to hell, then there is still a place to live?

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