I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years

The latest website: The red clouds above the sky converge, flowing like a river of blood.

The moon made from the Ice Soul Cold Lightsaber sheds a bleak and pale brilliance, and condenses into frost and ice on the barren ground.

The yin wind whistled past, rolling up the yellow sand, and the wind was mixed with the screams of the ghosts.

The plants growing on the ground are all yinzhi ghost trees, which are nourished by yin qi all the time, and if any one of them is brought to the mortal world, it belongs to the top yin spiritual medicine.

The emissary led a group of wronged souls and walked to the depths of the underworld.

The first thing I saw was the boundless sea of ​​flowers and flowers on the other side.

The ghost, the ghost, who was wailing and struggling and refused to go on the road, became erratic and transparent after being stained with the blood mist, and his eyes were dull and dazed, and he walked forward in a daze. .

This other side flower is cultivated by British recruits, which can absorb ghosts and ghosts. After the flowers die, they will form ghost beads, which are the best spiritual things for ghosts in the ghost world.

Taishan Wang Yingzhao relied on this method, and a large number of criminals were put under his command, and the momentum was unparalleled for a while.

After stepping through the sea of ​​flowers, you will arrive at Yinshan Mountain, and there is only one road through Yinshan Mountain, which is called Huangquan.

Huangquan Road is not easy to walk!

The rocks are sharp and sharp, and each step is like a needle stabbing a sword. There are thorns on both sides of the road, and when you see souls passing by, they pounce with their teeth and claws like living creatures.

The thorns entangled the soul, or the leg was torn off, or a hand was torn, and even the head was snatched away.

Wuluo, the lord of Yin Mountain, did not want to serve in the Ten Temple Yama, but he did not really practice in seclusion.

The ghosts and ghosts from all directions gathered on Huangquan Road, lined up in a long line with no head and tail, and walked forward.

At this time, there are still wretched souls who are still wise, and they must be not shallow in the mortal world. Most of them are sinful people, and they have long heard of the horror of the eighteenth hell.

Huangquan Road is the last chance, rhetoric, coercion, coercion and other means, trying to make the bad guy raise his hand.

The underworld emissaries are all people with profound merit and virtue in their lifetimes, and they are unmoved in the slightest, escorting the grieved souls over the Yinshan Mountains.

Behind Yinshan Mountain is the core of the underworld. The first to see is the City of Death and the City of Fengdu, followed by the Ten Palaces of Yama, the Office of the Seventy-two Ministers, and so on.

Tens of thousands of emissaries and ghost officials shuttled through the halls to deal with the souls captured by the mortal world according to the laws.

The first stop of the trial of the wronged ghost and the ghost is Sanshengshi outside the judge's hall.

Specter walks through Sanshengshi, reflecting all the experiences in his lifetime, how much good and how much evil he has done, the judge will naturally know clearly.

The judge judges the soul according to the law, and the innocent walks on the Naihe Bridge, leaving the imprint of the true spirit, and is destined to be reincarnated as a human in the next life. Those who are guilty are sent to the eighteenth **** until their sins are washed away before they can be reincarnated.

With the rapid expansion of the underworld, more and more souls need to be judged every day.

There were already more than one person in the Hall of Judges. After Fan Wu Jiu asked the mansion for instructions, he recruited more than ten adjutants one after another, all of them upright officials who were proficient in the laws of punishment and names.

Zhou Yi returned from Luojing, hiding his figure in the air, and following the ghosts and ghosts for a while, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Looking back at the time, relying on a piece of PPT to fool the White Lotus Evil Buddha, in just a few years, the underworld has already reached such a scale. One day, the underworld will become the same as the legend of the previous life, controlling the reincarnation of all living beings in the world!"

Zhou Yi could clearly sense that the stronger the underworld, the faster it swallowed the refining and refining Wangchuan River.

Now it is only a part of the power of reincarnation, and it is still necessary to extradite the soul of the mortal world. In the future, the Forgotten River will be completely refined, and the underworld is the avenue of reincarnation. After the death of the mortal life, the soul will naturally enter the underworld.

The emissary only needs to follow the guidance of the book of life and death, hold the order to arrest the underworld, and search for the ghosts who will not enter the underworld after death.

Building the underworld is like playing a game of cultivation, starting from scratch, from simple to perfect, from weak to powerful, but you can't be eager for quick success, and every step must be carefully considered.

After all, this is not a real game, and every change in the underworld will affect hundreds of millions of living beings in the mortal world.

"Why is the poor way more and more like the villain who tries to control the life and death of hundreds of millions of souls?"

Zhou Yi laughed at himself, and was about to turn into a light to leave when a noise caught his attention.

Ow—

The Specter screamed and screamed, trying his best to resist the yin-chao's dragging, and his neck was stretched several feet long.

"Come here, don't delay!"

The guard on duty in front of Sansheng Shi, waving a mourning stick to beat Li Gui.

There was a strong Yin Qi from Li Gui's body, and he let the mourning stick beat the soul chain, but no scars were seen. After passing through the other side of the flower and walking through Huangquan Road, he still has this strength, and he must be a ghost king in mortal time.

Before Zhou Yi could take action, there was a screeching sound from the judge's hall, and a ghost pen flew out to stop the ghost king.

As one of the elders of the underworld, Fan Wu Jiu controls the extremely important judge's hall. He has no shortage of merits, skills, and spiritual things.

Now that he has succeeded in sympathizing with heaven and man, condensing Qingyun, he can ascend to immortality with only one opportunity.

Although this ghost king had a rank of strength, he was weakened several times after being captured, and he was bound by a soul shackle, so he was suppressed without even seeing Fan Wu Jiu's face.

The messenger escorted the ghost king to Sanshengshi, and his whole life experience flashed by, and it was indeed a serious sin.

The ghost king was an expert in the devil's way from outside the realm before his death, and he was good at blood sacrifice.

"The deceased Cang Yi, who committed no evil in his lifetime, will be punished for eighteen hells and each will be punished for a thousand years!"

Each of the eighteen levels of **** has its own name and division of labor, and different crimes bear corresponding punishments. However, Cang Yi has lived for nearly a thousand years, and the crimes committed before and after his death are innumerable, and they are directly the highest punishments of the underworld.

Cang Yi will certainly not last for 18,000 years, until his soul is dissipated, and his true spirit is imprisoned for a certain number of years before he can be reincarnated.

"Merely imprisoning the true spirit is cheap for this devil! When the Wangchuan River is completely controlled, six reincarnations can be set, and the souls of the eighteenth **** will be scattered, and they will be reincarnated as pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep to be punished!"

Zhou Yi saw this devil's crime from Sanshengshi, and his fingertips flashed with lightning, and he almost wanted to kill it directly.

After thinking about it, such a simple soul flies away, it is a real advantage for the devil. Moreover, after reaching the 100,000-year Dao Xing, if you kill the demons of the third rank, the Demon's Guide will only reward you for a few days of Dao Xing.

With such a slow growth, I don't know when and when to accumulate millions of years and advance to a higher realm.

Zhou Yi is not in a hurry. Overthrowing the Demon Court is by no means a one-time event, and it can be considered fast after hundreds of thousands of years.

I don’t know how many monsters, ghosts, and monsters are caught by the underworld every day.

Zhou Yi's escape light continued to rise, passing through the overlapping blood clouds, and saw the fairy sword hanging in the sky.

The Ice Soul Cold Light Sword is condensed from the elites of Xuan Bing, which can be transformed into hundreds of billions.

"The bright moon transformed by the immortal sword is just empty appearance. Now that there are real Taiyin remains, they just merge into one!"

Zhou Yi took out the remains of the Demon Ancestor from the Sun and Moon Cave, and the dark moon's body with a radius of thousands of miles attracted the attention of all the underworld officials as soon as it appeared.

The Demon Ancestor is in charge of the Taiyin Avenue, and the remains left behind are a real moon!

The Immortal Trapped Sword and the Immortal Jue Sword burst into dazzling sword light, constantly smashing the remains of the Demon Ancestor. It took three days for the remains to be smashed into blood.

Zhou Yi's mana was running, and he was using his hands to pinch the magic tricks to refine the blood of the ancestors of the demon into the fairy sword.

The seventy-two earth demons are complete, among them, the four magical powers of boiling stone, yellow and white, formation, and **** are all related to the refining of weapons, which is enough to make Zhou Yi the ultimate master of refining!

Zhou Yi played a Taoist tactic, and the bone blood turned into countless inscriptions and merged into the fairy sword.

The material of the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword is not as good as the remains of the Demon Ancestor. With the continuous refining of blood and bones, the snow-white sword body gradually turns red, and countless mysterious textures are naturally born.

Turning blood into the surface, refining the bones into the inside.

Half a year passed in a flash, and the immortal sword has completely changed its appearance, and only the word "ice soul" at the hilt remains to indicate its origin.

Zhou Yi sensed the aura of the immortal sword: "Such a treasure, just now can be the moon of the underworld!"

hum!

The immortal sword seemed to give birth to wisdom, and with a light cry, the mysterious texture on the sword's body bloomed with brilliance, and it actually triggered the Taiyin Avenue.

The Taiyin Avenue was revealed, and the moonlight fell like rain.

The yin servants enjoyed the nourishment of the moon, the soul was pure, and the mana soared, and they knelt down and shouted.

"Thank you Fujun!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly in response, his figure disappeared, and he had already returned to Yama Hall.

Just as he was seated, a female voice sounded.

"Today, seeing the divine power of the monarch, it still beats the rumors, and it is a great honor to be a concubine!"

"Which fellow Daoist?"

Zhou Yi raised his brows, pinched his fingers to deduce, and his eyes sparkled to find the source of the sound.

The Yan Luo Temple is the core of the underworld. Except for Zhou Yi and the Yin and Yang clones, even if the Ten Temple Yama wants to come in, they cannot avoid the exploration of the formation prohibition.

"The concubine listens carefully, and sees the mansion!"

There is no need for Zhou Yi to search for traces, the woman reveals her body by herself, bows and saluts.

With an ordinary appearance, a jingchai cloth skirt, and no mana fluctuations, Zhou Yi would still be regarded as an ordinary farm girl even if she saw her face to face.

"Listen carefully..."

Zhou Yi's light flashed: "Mao Jiu's mother?"

As he said that, he was about to open the Sun Moon Cave and call Cat Jiu out to recognize him.

Mao Jiu is lazy by nature. After serving as the chief of the Injustice Division, he went on duty at the beginning, but he never saw anyone come to complain, so he simply returned to the Sun Moon Cave to be happy.

Sanshengshi manifests the life experience of the soul, and directly convicted and sentenced without interrogation.

"The concubine came alone and didn't tell Mao Jiu."

Di Ting no longer concealed his mana, showing a demon spirit that is no weaker than gluttonous and poor: "Mao Jiu can join the command of the lord, it is a great opportunity for it, and there is no need for a concubine to take care of it."

Zhou Yi wondered: "It's not Xun Mao Jiu, what are you doing here in the underworld?"

Listening to the truth, he replied, "The demon court has set the rules, the immortals are not allowed to stay in the human world, and the concubine can no longer hide, so they have to go to the palace."

"Fellow Daoist's method of escaping the world is really mysterious, and it has escaped the demon court's search for the world."

Zhou Yi had long expected this. After all, every immortal **** is a legend. Maybe there is some hidden magical power. No one can find a trace and hide in the world at ease.

"No matter how well my concubine is proficient in concealing magical powers, I would not dare to compare with the demon ancestors. The demon ancestors defied the sky and became a **** emperor, but they all died in the hands of the underworld. Concubine would not dare to hide in the world anymore."

Listening to the truth is not like other immortals and gods, you can choose the demon courtyard or the underworld at will, and Mao Jiu is known to the world about Zhou Yi's spiritual pet, so he has no choice.

"Friend Daoist's news is well-informed!"

Zhou Yi sighed, ordinary immortals only know that the demon ancestor was reborn and fell, and almost no one knows about his Taoist emperor~www.readwn.com~ The concubine has all the magical powers in the ears, if the demon court moves, the concubine will advance I heard that it can help the mansion! "

Listening to the truth clearly understands the character of this murderer, saying that killing is decisive and hard-hearted, even if there is an opportunity for Mao Jiu, it needs to show enough usefulness, so as not to become cannon fodder in the future.

"So good, where do fellow Daoists plan to work?"

Zhou Yi had long heard of the supernatural power of listening to the truth, and everything in the Three Realms could not be heard, and with the help of divine divination, he would definitely be able to take the lead everywhere.

Listening to the truth for a moment, he replied: "After all, my concubine is a demon, and joining the underworld violates the agreement between the ruler and the demon emperor. I volunteer to guard the deepest part of the underworld, the eighteenth sword saw hell, and by the way, I can listen to the Dharma!"

"Great!"

Zhou Yi stroked his palms and smiled, and recorded the truth in a small notebook.

If that fellow Mao Jiu has the ingenuity of his mother, why is his practice stagnant!