I, The Magistrate Of The Underworld, Can Determine Life And Death With A Piece Of Yin!

Accompanied by this indifferent discourse.

In the palm of Wang Yifan's right hand, there was a gap in the eighteen layers of hell, and a huge crack suddenly tore out.

A miserable green flame.

From Wang Yifan's hand, it slowly rose into the air.

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

Various punishments of the eighteen levels of hell are drawn on the bronze gate, as well as the tortured ghosts.

It's just for people to take a look.

You will tremble all over and lose any desire to resist!

And now!

This ghost gate!

opened!

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

All of a sudden, ghosts were crying and howling, and a hundred ghosts were ferocious.

Li Xunda, who was hiding in the dark, saw the door open and couldn't help but was so scared that he sat down on the ground.

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

"How did it appear here!"

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

"No! No! Doesn't the gate of ghosts require a ghost king like Yama of the Ten Palaces to open it?"

Li Xunda turned his gaze to Wang Yifan.

"Wang Yifan is just a ninth-rank inspector, what virtue and ability can he have, can he be in charge of the gate of ghosts?"

Li Sunda had no idea.

Although Wang Yifan only has a nine-rank official position.

However, in the empty underworld!

he!

It is the Supreme Commander!

The entire underworld and hell are under his control.

Not only Li Xunda, but at this moment, Huo Yan Luo and Tang Tianbao were too frightened to move.

Huo Yan Luo's legs were trembling, and he had no fighting spirit.

The door of hell is wide open.

In the eighteenth floor of hell, the tortured ghosts who have been suppressed for thousands of years finally spread their screams to the world.

That piercing scream.

Not to mention ordinary ghosts, even ghost generals like the two of them can't resist.

It's like facing a natural enemy!

At this moment, Huo Yanluo has only one thought in his head!

escape! Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you can't be caught by Wang Yifan!

otherwise!

He must also be tortured in the eighteen levels of hell.

Unfortunately....

It's too late!

The moment Huo Yanluo turned his body around, preparing to sacrifice the ghost law and turn into a black whirlwind to escape.

A leisurely voice came from behind him.

"Live Yan Luo? Hehe!"

"A mere ghost general dares to pretend to be Yama in front of me!"

After saying that, a black iron chain was thrown towards him from top to bottom!

Boom! hiss!

With just one sling, the right arm of Huo Yanluo holding the golden man was directly strangled.

"Ahhh!!!"

Huo Yanluo wailed while clutching his broken arm

Then, the iron chain in mid-air seemed to have spirituality.

It made a loop in mid-air.

Roll up the waist of Huo Yan Luo directly.

Just one twist!

This living Yan Luo was thrown into the ghost gate of the eighteenth floor of hell.

"No!!!"

In mid-air, Huo Yanluo tightly grasped the doorpost of the ghost gate with his only remaining broken arm, and roared unwillingly.

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

"Quick! Come and give me a hand! 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 moment.

Everyone suddenly discovered that countless pairs of ghost hands protruded from the ghost gate and grabbed the body of the living Yan Luo.

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

While pulling the living Yan Luo, they let out joyful ghost screams.

"Haha! Another person is coming to be punished!"

"Jie Jie, let him go up the sword mountain."

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

Those imps who were being tortured saw newcomers coming from hell.

He was even happier than being tortured himself.

They don't care who Huo Yan Luo was before he was alive.

Just want to drag him to hell with him.

Just like that, amidst the jubilant ghost cries, Huo Yanluo was dragged into hell bit by bit in despair.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

A few seconds passed.

Suddenly, the screams of the living Yan Luo came from the hell, and there was even louder laughter from the evil spirits.

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

At this time, in the battlefield!

Whether it's a ghost pawn, or Tang Tianbao riding a black horse.

One counts as one, the black ghost face has already turned white from the shock.

They looked at the gates of hell in midair.

Don't dare to move at all!

Huo Yan Luo is a ghost at the level of a ghost general.

There is no taboo in one side.

But today, he was only detained by the soul rope, and he was thrown into hell with a twist.

What about these small soldiers?

How many times can you get it?

Moreover, these evil spirits in hell!

It's too scary!

He actually took pleasure in the torture of other evil spirits.

If this really went to hell, would there still be a good place to live?

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