I Am the Corpse Master

Hit him directly on the forehead.

"Fuck you uncle!"

"Go to Mud Marty!"

"Yo?!"

After the black judge scolded a few times, he competed with the mourning stick in his hand.

Then he was like an escoin, holding a mourning stick in both hands, greeting his forehead and face.

Black Judge came out with a wonderful I beat myself.

Although Qiu Rong's mind was blank at this time, she tightly wrapped Jiang Lin's neck and cried bitterly in her arms, but she still had some doubts in her heart when she saw the black judge self-harming like a fool.

What is this thing doing?

Epilepsy?

Crazy line?

Xiao Xie, who was not far away, also frowned slightly because of this very dramatic scene.

Of course, she wished that the black judge would vanish and leave no trace, but the black judge was insane for no reason at this moment, which made her as confused as Qiu Rong.

The black judge still doesn't know what's going on. Although the mourning stick in his hand is his magic weapon, it is also public. For many years, he did not fully understand the full effect of this thing.

This thing has a relatively strong restraint on ghosts, so the black judge thought it was because his legal body was destroyed, he lost his innate spirit, and became a ghost again.

After all, when he received the mourning stick, he had already surpassed the level of a ghost king.

This has never been the case.

"I'll go to your second uncle's trash! I'm a black judge and your motherfucker's master!"

After a while, the black judge was beaten by the mourning stick and could only hold his head, and threw the mourning stick with white paper flowers aside.

I don't take it anymore!

Let you beat me again!

"Hey hey hey..."

After throwing away the mourning stick, the black judge let out a treacherous laugh.

Jiang Lin's Heavenly Spirit Cover was shattered by him just now, even if Jiang Lin had the identity of a first-layer demon corpse, it would be useless.

The vitality of the monster corpse is tenacious, and there is a limit. Jiang Lin was so injured that he couldn't even dodge his ultimate move, and if he was smashed to pieces by a stick, it would be impossible to survive.

After finishing Jiang Lin, all those fairy treasures belonged to him. These female ghosts, Qiu Rong still has some strength and didn't suffer any injuries, but it was of no use at all.

It just wasn't enough for him to knead.

Just when the black judge had a grim look on his face and was about to walk towards Jiang Lin and Qiurong, he came to a turning point.

He knelt down directly to Qiurong and Jiang Lin.

As for why the black judge knelt down, it was naturally because of the mourning stick.

"Ow, ooh, ooh!"

The black judge held his head, rolled on the ground, and let out a scream like a dog barking.

It's so painful!

A stick directly hit him from standing on both feet to kneeling on both knees, one can imagine how powerful this is.

Qiurong, who was so close at hand, was stunned again. She wanted to take this opportunity to take revenge for Jiang Lin, desperate for revenge, but when she thought of letting go of Jiang Lin, the body in her arms no longer had any warmth. She didn't dare to let go.

But at this moment, the mourning stick that knocked the black judge to his knees with a stick suddenly flew towards her.

But Qiu Rong still didn't move. In her subconscious, she even wanted to die and go to accompany Jiang Lin.

Qiu Rong thought that the mourning stick was aimed at her, but the underworld official instrument suddenly changed its trajectory and sank in front of her.

At this time, Jiang Lin raised one arm high and took the mourning stick in his hand.

At the same time, his eyes opened.

Uh……

Jiang Lin felt that his nose was a little choked, and he had the urge to have a nosebleed.

How could he have thought that Qiu Rong would hold him in his arms, and his knees were still kneeling on Qiu Rong's feet - the height was just right.

This made him a lot of money.

In fact, Jiang Lin really didn't know Qiu Rong's movements. After a ray of his soul and spiritual thoughts left his body, it was attached to the mourning stick.

At the same time, in order to prevent the black judge from discovering clues, he had to forcibly use the ever-changing ability once when the Tianling cover was smashed. This is not enough, he also has to drive his mind to cooperate with the mourning stick on his own blood. , to completely take down this underworld official instrument.

Therefore, he didn't have any extra energy to pay attention to other things at all.

With a little force on his knees, Jiang Lin broke away from Qiu Rong's embrace and stood up.

Now is not the time to be nostalgic for nephrite jade and Wenxiang, and there will be more opportunities in the future. Naturally, it is important for him to do business first.

"Jiang... Young Master Jiang!"

Qiu Rong looked at Jiang Lin while covering her mouth, her beautiful eyes bursting with tears.

"Qiurong, don't cry, go to a safe place first, and leave the rest to me."

Jiang Lin raised his hand with all his might, wiped away the tears from Qiurong's face, and there was some distress in his eyes.

Then he looked at Xiao Xie, who was crying silently because of his inner excitement, and cast an apologetic look at him.

This time, he scared Xiao Xie so much that his soul almost flew away.

"Laugh, then laugh."

Turning around and looking at the black judge who was still rolling on the ground, his eyes were wide open because of the severe pain or because it was too unbelievable, Jiang Lin sneered.

"This world is really interesting sometimes, you nigger, do you know that there is a kind of retribution called the retribution of the world? If you don't know, I will tell you, this retribution is so fast."

Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes, his eyes gradually becoming colder.

The idiot Black Judge smashed his Tianling cover, and now he was crying while holding his sunken head.

Not only that, this guy used to exercise the power to kill Xiao Xie and Qiurong, but now he has become the target of killing.

What a black judge, this is a black-faced ghost.

And he, Jiang Lin, can finally act as the former Chief Slaughtering Division now.

Chapter [*] Is there such a good thing? ? ?

"you you……"

The black judge covered the top of his head with his hands, and his eyes were round and round, looking at the revived Jiang Lin.

He was extremely surprised that Jiang Lin didn't die. What made him even more unexpected was that his mourning stick actually fell into Jiang Lin's hands.

His previous blow, just like his own situation, suddenly beat Jiang Lin to his knees.

Is this Jiang Lin still alive?

This is not right, absolutely not right!

To say that everything is normal for Jiang Lin, he may not be able to beat him to death with a single stick, but at that time this guy has half his life left, so he can't be beaten to death?

In fact, at that time, Jiang Lin might have been severely beaten by the black judge's mourning stick.

If it wasn't for the fact that he temporarily forcibly strengthened the defense on the top of his head just in case, maybe his brains would have been splattered out.

The black judge didn't know that Jiang Lin had the corpse ability to strengthen his defense, so he was so surprised.

This is not the main thing, the main thing is that Jiang Lin took the mourning stick that originally belonged to him.

Up to now, the black judge still doesn't understand that it was Jiang Lin's handwriting that the mourning stick was automatically smashed on his head.

This made him even more confused. Although this mourning stick is not a high-level magic weapon, it is only used by the underworld officials, not to mention other ghosts, even the monks in the world, it is difficult to control it.

But Jiang Lin did it.

What's going on here?

"What am I? How can I hold this mourning stick?"

Jiang Lin spat out a mouthful of blood, with a smirk on his face.

Of course he can control the magic weapon used by the underworld official, because in addition to his various identities, he also has an identity as the underworld minister in the underworld of Middle-earth.

The ghost city was built by Zhong Kui, and most of the regulations in the underworld must be similar or even the same as the underworld in Middle-earth.

His Yin Division authority, to a certain extent, can also be used naturally.

Jiang Lin had already thought of a solution in a very short period of time since he discovered that the black judge had not died after being hit by his own super kill.

It's nice that the Black Inquisitor isn't dead, but so what?The body of the law that this guy has worked so hard to cultivate has been destroyed, and he has been reduced to a ghost.

And he Jianglin, in the underworld of Middle-earth, is a well-known Slaughtering Division.

He also has Commander Yin on him, and there are many ways to deal with ghosts on the token.

He didn't want to use it before, because he was afraid of attracting people from the ghost city to investigate, but now that he has been targeted by the ghost world, he doesn't need to worry so much.

Before, a strand of his soul and spiritual thoughts were attached to the mourning stick, in order to cooperate with the commander Yin he possessed and seize it.

Jiang Lin's Yin Commander was indeed given a lot of functions by Judge Lu of the underworld, but most of them were auxiliary functions. He could collect ghosts and kill ghosts, but to kill ghosts, he had to rely on the mourning stick in the hands of the black judge.

That's why he's taking the mourning stick.

Now with the mourning stick and the cooperation of Commander Yin, Jiang Lin has become an underworld officer, and the black judge can only be restrained.

"Come on, let me see how you black-faced ghost is exercising the power of killing in this Ermao country."

Jiang Lin really wanted to see how the black judge still humiliates him.

Then go sideways.

"Humph! What's the use of you taking my mourning stick? It's just a weak one. Do you think the female ghosts over there can help you?"

After the black judge got up, he stabilized his emotions. Although Jiang Lin brought him too many surprises, it was only a few more surprises.