The heavens: pushing across all realms

The pain spread through every nerve of Murong Hai.

It hurts so much!

He can't stand it anymore!

"ah--"

Murong Hai wailed and used all his strength to directly activate the Ghost Exploding Talisman on the Ghost King!

"Boom!"

A terrifying explosion sounded.

The green-faced ghost king's body produced an explosion shock wave as huge as a Yin bomb.

The first person to bear the brunt was Murong Hai.

Murong Hai's body was instantly corroded and impacted by the Yin Qi, causing it to rot and explode.

Feng Ji stood behind him, facing the power of the explosion.

With his whole body covered in blood, he was not afraid of the impact of Yin Qi.

Before the Yin Qi shock wave could reach him, it was burned by the Qi and blood in Feng Ji's body, making a sizzling sound.

Murong Hai couldn't stand Feng Ji's torture, so he chose to self-destruct as the Ghost King to end his physical pain.

Feng Ji looked at this scene coldly and laughed ferociously: "Do you think you can escape punishment by dying?"

"come out!"

Feng Ji circulated the magic power in his body, and with a bang, the infinite Tai Chi circle around him instantly stirred up.

All the surrounding ghosts and spirits were directly evaporated by the magic power.

A scream came from among the pieces of corpse.

Murong Hai's soul finally couldn't hide anymore, and quickly flew out of his broken corpse while wailing and screaming.

Feng Ji grabbed his ghost and laughed wildly: "You still want to run?"

Zhila!

The palms, which were filled with terrifying energy and red light, were like two red-hot irons. They were grasped on the body of Murong Hai, who was still a ghost. A large amount of green smoke instantly emitted, making his ghost tremble violently.

Feng Ji grabbed his arms with both hands and pulled hard!

Bang!

Murong Hai's ghost was torn apart alive.

Suddenly, the sound of screams came from Murong Hai's ghost.

"Ah - spare my life, spare my life!"

"I am the elder of the Murong family. Please, stop torturing me. What do you want? I will give it to you -"

Murong Hai's soul merged into one and was once again torn apart by Feng Ji.

A large amount of Yin Qi from the soul and body has passed away, and the soul has become thinner.

Feng Ji laughed ferociously: "Where is the headquarters of the 2002 Bureau?"

"The headquarters is not in the earth, please, don't torture me anymore."

Murong Hai screamed and begged for mercy.

Half of his head was pierced by Feng Ji's five fingers.

Blood-red blood bloomed from Feng Ji's hand, and the Yang Qi and blood were no different than boiling hot oil to these ghosts.

Feng Ji said in a ferocious voice: "Not in the world of the world? Where is it?"

"The underworld, the 2002 Bureau headquarters was established in the underworld!"

This was beyond Feng Ji's expectation. The 2002 Bureau actually set the General Bureau in the underworld.

What does it mean?

"Why set your headquarters in the underworld?"

"I don't know. Ever since I took office, I've known that the headquarters is in the underworld."

"Headquarters seldom cares about the affairs of the underworld. They seem to be more concerned about the affairs of the underworld."

Feng Ji narrowed his eyes slightly and asked: "Why do you invite other organizations everywhere to join, and why do you want to cultivate ghosts and ghost kings? You killed so many people for this!"

"It's an order from the headquarters, and all our branches will just carry it out."

Feng Ji was furious and punched Murong Hai Yinhun's head with a bang.

Suddenly, Murong Hai's ghost screamed, and the Yin Qi dissipated, slowly condensing into a thinner ghost.

Feng Ji scolded: "If you don't know anything about anything, what's the use of you? Go to hell!"

After that, punch again!

Boom boom boom!

With three punches in succession, Murong Hai was beaten to pieces with terrifying blood.

Murong Hai's ghostly scream didn't even have time to come out and exploded directly.

After the third punch, there was no more Yin energy to restore his Yin spirit.

He completely disappeared!

Feng Ji smiled coldly, grabbed the jade pendant, and summoned two ghosts, Ling Kai and Zhang Weiqiang.

From beginning to end, Ling Kai watched with his own eyes as Feng Ji defeated the Ghost King and killed Murong Hai.

At this moment, there was endless fear of him in my heart, and my whole soul was trembling.

Zhang Weiqiang was so excited that he shouted: "Well done, this beast really deserves to die!"

Feng Ji said: "The General Administration of 2002, is it really the underworld?"

Both of them shook their heads and said, "I don't know."

At this level, the two of them naturally have no contact with the General Administration.

Feng Ji asked: "Is there any way to go to the underworld?"

"I know this. The branch has a way to enter the underworld." Ling Kai shouted hurriedly, fearing that it would be too late and Zhang Weiqiang would beat him to it.

Zhang Weiqiang also said: "But I have never heard of anyone being able to physically enter the underworld. I'm afraid... if you want to enter the underworld, you must enter with your soul."

Feng Ji frowned and smiled coldly: "Is it possible that the people in the 2002 Bureau are ghosts? Otherwise, how could they set up the Bureau in the underworld?"

The two didn't know how to explain it.

Feng Ji sneered: "Go to the Kowloon branch first and catch this old guy Murong Lin."

Murong Lin is the ancestor of the Murong family, the director of the Kowloon Branch, and one of the four chief directors of the Bureau in 2002!

Feng Ji immediately left the ground, walked with the air, and flew into the sky.

At this time, the sky outside had darkened, and there were ruins and blood everywhere.

But there are no ghosts.

That cloud bullet directly sucked up all the lonely ghosts nearby.

The police did not dare to step into this area and only dared to seal it off.

At the same time, a large number of fighter jets roared in the sky.

A helicopter stopped dozens of miles away, and dozens of people got out one after another.

The leader is wearing a yellow dragon robe and wearing climbing boots. He has a majestic expression and is not angry. He has long gray hair and looks like an ancient costume.

As soon as he landed, someone quickly ran over and shouted: "Director Duan!"

Duan Minglong glanced at the other party and asked, "What's the situation now?"

"The murderer defeated Director Murong Hai's ghost king and is currently missing."

"Where's Murong Hai?"

"We don't know the situation inside. No one dares to enter casually."

Duan Minglong looked ugly and was frightened in his heart. He was the director of the Wan Chai District Bureau, so he naturally knew how terrifying the ghost king was under the clouds.

Even the Rakshasa Ghost King of their Duan family could not do anything to the Ghost King who was shot by the ghost bullet.

He took a deep breath: "Collect the flesh and blood here and go to the Kowloon branch immediately. I want to see Director Murong Lin!"

"yes!"

…

No one noticed that a piece of paper was spinning in the wind not far away. The strange thing was that this piece of paper never flew out of this area, as if a person had been watching everything that happened here.

In a hotel near Hung Hom Sports School.

A girl in her early twenties, wearing a slim-fitting robe, with a ponytail and white skin.

At this time, her eyes were closed tightly. In front of her were pieces of yellow paper with various runes on them.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, her eyes full of shock.

"That person... is so strong! Is he a cultivator?"

"This world has long since lost its spiritual energy. How can there be any cultivators left?"

"The reason why I can still perform injustice is because my father gave me the initiation and passed on my magic power before he died."

"Wait a minute, this person...can't come from...the same world as dad, right?"

Chen Xiaoxiao stood up suddenly. Thinking of this possibility, her heart was shocked and filled with ecstasy.

"I have to find him!"

"Like me, he is the only person in this world who can cast spells without relying on Yin Qi and controlling ghosts!"

"Below the Hung Hom Sports School is the Kowloon Branch."

"He will definitely come!"

"Yes, he will definitely come!"

…

Outside Hung Hom Sports School.

A group of bloggers and UP owners who live-streamed live broadcasts gathered at the coffee shop at the door.

Although it is located in the lively Hung Hom, this location is a bit desolate.

Mainly because people would die every once in a while, and there were many rumors of supernatural events, so all nearby residents who could move had moved away.

If you can't move, you probably don't have money.

Now this group of people are gathered here, and many of the UP owners are young and beautiful beauties.

Moreover, most of these beauties have plump figures and are on the sidelines.

Supernatural + edge-wiping can be said to be a relatively common way to explode.

No, it should be said that in any type of live broadcast field, skirting around is the way to explode.

They know what men want to see.

This group of anchors will, more or less, be accompanied by one to three assistants.

After gathering here, a girl couldn't help but said: "Hey, do we really want to go in? I heard that this Hung Hom Sports School is really weird."

"I've also heard that many people die every year in this sports school. It's already abandoned, but bodies are still found inside."

"We don't have to fight so hard, right?"

"I can't help it. Who let those stinky men like to watch it? Really, if I had known earlier, I should have stayed in the dance area. It's all the company's fault."

"Who picked this crappy place? There are so many mosquitoes and it's so scary and crazy."

Someone cursed under their breath.

Someone else said: "But this environment is indeed quite decent, and it is really good for supernatural live broadcasts."

"Hey, have you seen the hot searches on the Internet? There are people who can fly, and there are people who have seen ghosts."

"Hey, do you believe this too?"

"No, many people are talking about it. This reporter from 1+8 Weekly is also live broadcasting, but has been blocked, but her trumpet is live broadcasting text, and there are pictures."

"It's just to attract attention, Nana, you are also an old man in the live broadcast industry. You should have seen this method a long time ago."

"No, I saw that [Break the Hearts of Women All Over the World] was also aired, but it was blocked."

"He broke the hearts of all the women in the world? Wasn't he the one who recommended this place? Why hasn't this bastard arrived yet?"

"I don't know, Chen Xiaoxiao isn't here either."

"Tch, I'm a big anchor, and since I'm popular, I naturally have to put on a show."

What the women said to each other was full of jealousy.

At this moment, a sound like a clear spring suddenly came from the door.

"I advise you to go back immediately."

Everyone immediately turned their heads and saw the girl in ancient costume coming in from the door.

Suddenly everyone's expressions changed slightly.

"Chen Xiaoxiao!"

"She's alone? Why didn't she bring an assistant?"

"What does she mean by that?"

"You look down on us?"

…

Chen Xiaoxiao sneered and said directly: "As ordinary people, you try your best to get in touch with ghosts. Haha, don't you think your life is long enough?"

A female anchor whose popularity was not lower than that of Chen Xiaoxiao stood up and sneered: "Chen Xiaoxiao, everyone is doing supernatural live broadcasts, why are you so high and mighty, who are you trying to scare?"

"Aren't you just taking advantage of your good looks to get some Internet benefits? Let me tell you, men are animals that think in the lower body. There is no point in having a good face. You have to be able to stimulate their primitive desires..."

"Shut up!"

Chen Xiaoxiao shouted sharply, her pretty face covered with frost.

"If you dare to say these dirty words in front of me again, don't blame me for being rude!"

The female anchor was instantly furious: "Who do you think you are, and why do you show off to me?"

As she said that, she turned to look at the male assistants and cursed: "Are you dead? Are you watching me being scolded?"

Immediately, several tall and handsome male assistants understood immediately and walked towards Chen Xiaoxiao.

"Apologise to Sister Na!"

"Chen Xiaoxiao, if others give you face, Sister Na will not give you face. Apologize."

Several people came forward and tried to push Chen Xiaoxiao.

Chen Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with frost, and she suddenly waved her hand.

Two talisman papers floated out, and with a bang, the talisman papers exploded and turned into fireballs.

boom!

Fireballs shot towards the two of them.

Suddenly the two of them were startled and jumped away hastily.

The fireball hit the table and burned the entire table in an instant at an extremely fast speed.

This time, the anchor present was so frightened that he screamed.

Nana even took a few steps back and shouted: "You are crazy, are you playing with fire? Hurry, call the police."

Chen Xiaoxiao sneered, waved his hand again, and hit Nana in the face with a snap.

Suddenly Nana screamed and rolled and fell.

When the assistants saw this, they were furious and turned around to arrest Chen Xiaoxiao.

Chen Xiaoxiao frowned, and with a flick of his hand, two big men flew backwards with the help of two big men, knocking over the tables, chairs and benches with a bang.

The anchors suddenly shouted, looking horrified and panicked.

Chen Xiaoxiao shouted: "Get out of here!"

Many people got up in fear and ran out of the store.

Just as he opened the door, there was suddenly a strong wind outside and a terrifying sound piercing the air.

Chen Xiaoxiao hurriedly pushed these people away, rushed to the road, and looked up at the sky.

Her expression changed and she murmured to herself: "It's too late, he's here!"

As she said that, she looked back at the anchors in these shops and said, "You... just wish yourself well."

Everyone just felt baffled.

The next moment, a bloody light group was heard roaring in the sky, like a meteor, streaking across the sky.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the figure fell towards the Hung Hom Sports School in the distance.

In an instant, the ground shook, the Hung Hom Sports School trembled violently, and a large amount of smoke and dust agitated, rippling in all directions like a shock wave.

The glass of the cafe here exploded due to the impact of the concussive shock wave.

The anchors immediately screamed, and some even fell to the ground in fear, shouting for help.

Chen Xiaoxiao turned around and shouted: "Why don't you leave quickly? If you don't leave, you won't even be able to become ghosts after you die!"

She shouted fiercely, and she waved her hand and threw a small folded paper sword.

The next moment, she jumped up onto the paper sword.

The paper sword, which seemed to be as big as a palm, actually held her soft body firmly. As she kneaded the sword in her hand, she rushed directly to the Hung Hom Sports School with a swipe sound!

The anchors who witnessed this scene were instantly stunned and stunned.

"Chen Xiaoxiao...she...she can fly?"

"She seems to really know magic?"

"Aren't we all just here as sideline anchors? How...why is she here for real?"

…

While he was talking, suddenly, a strong yin energy suddenly erupted from Hung Hom Sports School!

Immediately afterwards, a large number of shadows seemed to appear all around.

In the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, blocking the sunlight.

The anchors were in shock when suddenly the anchor named Nana suddenly screamed: "Ah——"

Everyone hurriedly looked towards her, only to see opposite her, at some point, a ghost with a mangled head appeared, floating in the air.

"My head... hurts so much. Can you help me find out what's wrong with my head?"

The ghost with the broken head asked.

At this moment, the anchors were scared to death. Some people rolled their eyes on the spot and fell to the ground with a bang.

The fierce ghost suddenly smiled and opened his mouth: "Why are you all so good-looking?"

"Why do I have to suffer so much?"

"I don't want to study. What's the use of studying? I also want to be an Internet celebrity, and I want to be like you."

The evil ghost suddenly pounced and instantly landed on the screaming Nana's body.

Nana suddenly became stiff and her expression became dull.

She staggered outside and murmured to herself: "I want to be an internet celebrity...be an internet celebrity..."

Buzz—!

Violent explosions and vibrations came from the Hung Hom Sports School. A large number of ghosts appeared near the Hung Hom Sports School.

Many evil ghosts possessed people and ran out of Hung Hom Sports School in panic.

But as soon as he ran out, he was shot through by a gloomy sword energy.

Immediately, many planes roared in.

Duan Minglong stepped on the ghost and roared at full speed.

He stared at the Hung Hom Sports School, grabbed a fierce ghost, scolded and asked: "What happened?"

The fierce ghost trembled, with a face full of horror: "Dead...all dead. That monster is too cruel."

Duan Minglong's pupils shrank: "What kind of monster?"

"He penetrated the base, and the two division chiefs Murong Tian and Murong Yuan died tragically. His souls have been drawn out by him..."

"What!"

Duan Minglong was shocked. In such a short period of time, that person had already entered the Kowloon Branch. Even the other two of the three chiefs were poisoned!

"Where is Ancestor Murong Lin?"

"There is... a meeting at the Underworld General Administration..."

Duan Minglong felt heavy in his heart. If the three chiefs were no match for him, how could he, Duan Minglong, deal with that person?

"Notify the General Administration immediately!"

"It's too late, that person...that person has already discovered the passage into the underworld!"

Duan Minglong's heart was beating wildly and he immediately shouted: "Seal the surrounding area and no one is allowed to enter or leave."

"Maintain order in the world of the underworld. The General Administration of the Underworld, as well as the masters of Kongxiang Temple and Selfless Tao, will be fine."

"It will be fine."

As he said this, cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead!

Ground floor of Hung Hom Sports School, 2002 Bureau Kowloon Branch.

Feng Ji had penetrated five levels and reached the bottom level.

All the ghost control personnel above were blown away by him with one punch, their souls were torn apart on the spot, and the light of energy and blood burned them cleanly.

On the fifth floor, the remaining two division chiefs of the Kowloon Branch, Murong Tian and Murong Yuan, had opened the two realm gates and were about to escape to the Underworld General Bureau.

At this time, Feng Ji blew up the floor from the fourth floor and fell into the fifth floor.

Before the two of them could react, they were killed by Feng Ji with one punch!

Suddenly two ghosts emerged and were directly trapped by Feng Ji's Tai Chi infinite circle, unable to move.

"Where do you want to go?"

Feng Ji grinned.

The two of them were trembling, and Murong Tian said: "Who are you? Why do you want to go against the 2002 Bureau?"

Feng Ji chuckled: "When you killed people and made ghosts, did you ask who those people were?"

Murong Tian quickly said: "We have a last resort."

"Oh? Is there a reason for killing? Please tell me."

"I can't say."

Feng Ji grinned: "Okay, then go die."

Zhila!

Feng Ji grabbed his head with one hand, and the red light of Qi and blood directly burned Murong Tian's Yinhun to scream, and in the blink of an eye, he was evaporated.

Feng Ji looked at Murong Yuan again. Murong Yuan looked frightened and opened his mouth: "I really can't say it. I said it...I will die too..."

Feng Ji frowned and was about to press, but at this moment, a voice sounded from behind.

"I know why they did it."

Feng Ji had already sensed someone coming behind him, but he didn't care.

It was only then that he turned back and looked at the person in surprise.

This is a girl with a paper talisman and a paper sword. She looks pretty.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Chen Xiaoxiao, from the thirty-sixth overseas cave of Tianlong World, the successor of the Tao of Injustice."

Feng Ji was stunned. This was the first time he met a descendant of Tianlong World in this world.

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