The super-righteous me turned into an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 88 Suo Qingqiu: "Unexpectedly, I also have the fruit of face."

The ghost old lady looked at everyone with a distorted face, and laughed wildly: "When no one gets the inheritance, you only need to wait for 30 days before you can leave this inheritance space."

"But now that someone has accepted the inheritance, you can only go out in this inheritance space and wait for the person who accepts the inheritance to fully comprehend the Yin God Record."

"Unless you can enter the city gate behind me, let the ghost kings personally open the Yin-Yang Palace for you, and take the Yin-Yang Road again, then you can leave easily."

"But is it possible?!"

The ghost old lady turned her face and looked at the city gate frantically: "That's Lord Ghost King, how could he talk to you?"

"Our Netherworld Sect has served ghosts for thousands of years, but we have only obtained the authority of this little ghost guarding the gate. Every hundred years, we have the opportunity to meet the ghost kings and adults and listen to their teachings."

Suo Qingqiu looked at the ghostly old lady who was laughing wildly in front of him, and then turned his head to look at the tall city gate in front of him, with a very delicate expression.

Zhang Diansi lightly touched Suo Qingqiu's arm: "Brother, let's not rush out, right?"

"Anyway, there are soldiers from the Kingdom of God guarding the house, so there won't be any problems in a short time."

"Let's just brush the game here."

Suo Qingqiu shook his head lightly, took out the pendant he had been carrying from his chest, wiped it gently, and pointed the side engraved with "Tianxia Taiping" to the city gate.

"Boom rumble~"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the gate of the ghost city slowly opened.

But I don't know if it is the illusion of everyone, watching the rhythm of the opening of the city gate, I can feel the presence of the city gate revealing a kind of anxious mood.

The moment the city gate was fully opened, eighteen ghostly figures flew out.

The old ghost ghost looked at these figures, and the two black holes in her eyes instantly expanded to cover her entire face. She was so excited that she bowed her head and knelt down, grabbing the ground with her head.

"The seventeenth member of the humble rank sect sees you, my lords, ghost kings."

"Please rest assured, my lords, I will definitely deal with this group of survivors, and will not let them have any chance to disturb the law and order in the pass."

After finishing speaking, the ghost old man quietly turned his head and glared at Suo Qingqiu and the others: "Brave survivors! You don't even kneel down to salute when you see the holy faces of the ghost kings!"

"You, sin! Deserve! Wan! Die!"

The ghost old lady actively expressed her loyalty, but unfortunately no one paid attention.

Eighteen ghost kings passed by him quickly, without even looking at him, they came directly to Suo Qingqiu's side, and stopped cautiously.

A ghost king dressed as a scholar cupped his hands to Suo Qingqiu with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Hi, little brother, my name is Zhenshan. Can I see your pendant?"

The ghost old lady was stunned.

It was the first time she saw the ghost king's smiling face, not to mention the slightly humble attitude of the ghost king.

What's even more strange is that the one who stood up to speak was the King of Zhenshan Ghost, known for his cruel methods, cruelty and ruthlessness.

At least she has been here for nearly a thousand years, and she has never heard that Zhenshan Ghost King can laugh.

The so-called reaching out and not hitting people with smiling faces is mainly because you can't hit them.

Hearing Zhenshan Ghost King's request, Suo Qingqiu nodded and reached out to take off the necklace around his neck.

Seeing this, Zhenshan Ghost King waved his hands again and again: "Little brother, don't bother. You take it with you, and I can see it this way."

As he spoke, Zhenshan Ghost King paced up to Suo Qingqiu, bent down and took a closer look at the pendant for the peace of the world.

After looking around for a long time, he straightened up and nodded to the other ghost kings behind him.

Then, under the shocked eyes of the ghost old lady, the eighteen ghost kings bowed down to Suo Qingqiu in unison.

"Congratulations to the descendants of Eighth Master."

After a salute, Zhen Shan took Suo Qingqiu's hand with a friendly face: "Brother, we didn't expect that the descendants of the Eighth Master came to this pass. However, this brat stopped brother from outside the pass. I'm waiting."

"In this way, brother, you bring your friend and me into the city, and I will apologize to you later."

Suo Qingqiu looked at the enthusiastic Zhenshan, and explained with embarrassment: "That Lord Ghost King, I'm actually not."

Zhenshan Ghost King gently shook his folding fan, causing Suo Qingqiu and his party to fly straight up: "Brother, call me Zhenshan. The gloomy place outside this pass is not a place to talk, let's talk about it after entering the pass."

After finishing speaking, it is like flying inside the city gate.

Suo Qingqiu looked at Tang Bin who was still among the ghosts, and quickly said, "Master Ghost King."

Zhenshan frowned: "Brother, call me Zhenshan."

Suo Qingqiu saw that Zhenshan insisted, so he had no choice but to obey him: "Okay, Brother Zhenshan. My friend is still in the sea of ​​ghosts."

Zhen Shan stared at Gui Hai a few times: "Eh?"

"Brother, this friend has acquired the Yinshen Record?"

"Although practicing this method is inherently lonely and the upper limit is not high. But after completing the practice, there is no problem in gaining immortality as a ghost."

"Brother, this friend is suffering from an incurable disease, and his yang life is not long. At this moment, he has succeeded in renewing his life by practicing this Yin God Record."

"Brother, don't worry, let your friend accept the inheritance with peace of mind in this sea of ​​ghosts."

"After he's finished, I'll let him work as an undercover in this level. With my protection, he will not have any accidents."

Suo Qingqiu scratched his head after hearing this: "Can't he go back with us after accepting the inheritance?"

Zhenshan gave Suo Qingqiu a strange look: "Brothers are joking, people and ghosts have different paths."

"Now that the Yin Division is gone, ghosts have no affiliation and are not recognized by the Dao of Heaven, so they can no longer appear in the world."

"Since your friend has cultivated the Yin God Record, you are already considered a ghost, and you can't go back."

After listening to Zhenshan's explanation, Suo Qingqiu nodded with a clear face.

Zhenshan waited for a while, and after seeing that Suo Qingqiu was fine, he took them and flew towards the pass.

After seeing everyone flying away, a ghost king dressed in sackcloth came to the ghost old lady, looked at the closed door and shook his head slightly.

"The Underworld Sect has sent you to follow me for nearly a thousand years, right?"

The old lady ghost raised her head to look at the ghost king in sackcloth, then lowered her head again: "Master Hui Zhenglan, 970 years."

Zhenglan Ghost King raised his head and stared at the closed door silently: "Let the Huang Quanzong change to another person, I believe you don't want to implicate the Huang Quanzong."

The old ghost gave a heavy bow to Zhenglan Ghost King: "Master Xie Zhenglan takes care of my Huangquanzong, please take all my ghost energy away and transfer it to the new disciple of Huangquanzong."

Hearing the old lady Gui's words, the Ghost King Zhenglan finally turned his gaze to her: "Did you misunderstand something?"

"When you do something wrong, you always have to pay something."

"For us, you are not important, nor is Huang Quanzong."

"The reason why you are given a ghost pawn seat in the Huangquan Sect is only because of your loyalty to the Huangquan Sect over the years."

"The reason why our brothers appear here is your scheme of Huang Quanzong, right?"

"We didn't directly smoke you from the Ghost Pool of the Netherworld Sect, we have already saved you some favor."

"Now you still want us to leave this thousand-year ghostly spirit for your Huangquan sect?!"

The ghost old lady curled up on the ground shaking like a sieve, and kowtowed continuously: "Please be merciful! The villain is not a pity to die, but the ghost of the villain is the foundation for my Netherworld Sect to gain a foothold in this level!"

"I beg you, my lord, to pass it on to my Netherworld Sect for thousands of years!"

Zhenglan Ghost King took a deep breath, suddenly grabbed the old ghost's head and threw it at the plaque above the closed door.

As if sensing the old ghost's arrival, the black mist around the plaque rushed in quickly, engulfing her.

After a strange chewing sound, the black mist scattered away as if it was full, revealing the three large characters on the plaque.

"gate of hell"!
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