"Don't waste your efforts."

Qin Chen sneered, and an astonishing aura suddenly surged through his body. Boom, the terrifying aura was like a millstone, rapidly wiping away the power of the judge's pen.

He was not afraid of the breath of the judge's pen at all.

Because what this judge's pen destroys is the original power of the undead, which is a powerful thing for the creatures in the underworld. However, Qin Chen comes from the universe sea in the Yang world, not the undead in the underworld.

The origin in Qin Chen's body only has the aura of the undead, not the real undead. How could he be deprived of his undead origin and lose his life by an official order?

This Judge's Pen can restrain all creatures in the underworld, but it cannot restrain him at all.

"Condensation!"

Qin Chen roared, and the terrifying power of the soul had completely enveloped the Judge's Pen without knowing it, and quickly impacted the soul will left by Jialuo Mingzu in it.

He is plundering the judge's pen.

"You...impossible!"

Jialuo Mingzu roared angrily, unable to believe that his trump card had no effect at all.

Moreover, he clearly felt that his control over the Judge's Pen was being suppressed by Qin Chen, who was plundering the Judge's Pen.

"Don't even think about it."

Jialuo Mingzu still doesn't believe it. How can there be ghost cultivators in this world who are not restrained by the judge's pen?

But at this moment, he couldn't care about that much at all. He roared angrily and hurriedly activated the judge's pen to pull it out of Qin Chen's body.

This thing must not be taken away by Qin Chen.

But how could Qin Chen let Jialuo Mingzu succeed?

"Hmph, I, the Lord of the Underworld, deliberately exposed such a flaw. How can I let you come and leave as soon as I say? Leave it to me, the Lord of the Underworld."

Qin Chen shouted coldly, clasped his hands together suddenly, and grabbed the judge's pen that penetrated his body, not letting it go.

Depend on!

In the distance, everyone was stunned.

Is this still a ghost?

Faced with a treasure like the Judge's Pen, a normal ghost cultivator would only run away like crazy. How could anyone like Qin Chen stay in his body?

It completely subverted their imagination.

"The power of thunder."

Grabbing the judge's pen, Qin Chen's eyes were ferocious, and he directly activated the power of thunder in his mind.

boom!

A terrifying force of thunder suddenly rushed into the judge's pen.

"ah!"

Jialuo Mingzu screamed, and black blood flowed from his eyes.
Chapter completed!