The Immortal Island of the Underworld, outside the Hall of Yama.

"Ma, why did you say this errand fall on us? Moo~"

"Don't complain, don't complain, work hard, yes~"

The two marshals of the bullhead and horse face each carried a "ghost uniform" and headed towards their mansion in Fengdu City.

The bull's face turned into a bitter gourd, but the horse's face was pouring him chicken soup.

When they were dejected and returned to the simple mansion as a fenced courtyard, they greeted several resentful souls to guard the gate and hid in the main house.

Hearing two pops, the cow head and horse face pulled off the hood, the two strong men of the witch clan looked at each other, and sighed quietly.

They have not lived a good life over the years.

It’s not that there are difficulties in the underworld, or that there are troubles in the underworld witch tribe.

They can't explain the specific reason clearly;

But since one day, they have forgotten what deliciousness is and the pleasure of the wonderful taste blooming on the tip of their tongues.

They searched for hundreds of years and waited for hundreds of years, and finally they could only come to one conclusion...

The deliciousness of the past exists in dreams.

They had hallucinations.

Afterwards, they were like salted fish who had lost their dreams. They were paralyzed at the Tianxiong Pass on the east side of Fengdu City every day. They had no motivation to discover the specialties of the underworld and no hope to think about the rhythm of the underworld.

Almost depressed.

"When will we go?"

Niu Tou asked casually, spreading the pure black robe in front of him and looking up and down.

"Three days later, midnight."

Ma Mian replied, spread the pure white robe in front of him, pinched his chin and pondered for a while.

Niu Tou couldn't help complaining: "What soul siege is so big, we have to go there in person!

The adults also said that if the other party resisted, they would knock him to death, but they could not be killed. The key point was to take back the soul.

The whole mysterious secret."

Ma Mian said: "There was a problem with the Life and Death Book half a month ago, maybe it was related to our affairs."

"What can happen to the Book of Life and Death?"

"There is a golden immortal who should have transcended life and death and hides his life span before his practice in the book of life and death, but the golden immortal's life span is still there, and it seems that it is only more than three hundred years.

The judge wanted to modify it, but the projection of the judge's pen was broken.

We're going to catch him."

"Hiss-Three Hundred Years? Golden Immortal?"

Niutao glared: "So strong? Is Tiandao's own son?"

"How do we know?" Ma Ming flexibly entered the robe in front of him, and gently shook his slender neck, "Just work."

"That's right. The ten Yanjuns don't go out. The five ghost emperors are afraid of the yang energy. Only a few of us can fight in the underworld. This matter will definitely be left to us."

Niu Tou paced for a while, his eyes were a little uneasy, and he muttered: "There is a problem, there must be a problem here."

Ma Mian said, "Let's just work."

The bullhead glared at the horse's face and put on a black robe.

These two masters of the witch clan made a fuss, put on long black and white hats, picked up two ghost tools, and grabbed two scarlet tongues and hung them beside their mouths.

The bull head and horse face are super degenerated - black and white impermanence!

"Three days left, will it pass now?"

"It's nothing to do here," Ma Ming said in a deep voice. "Although I don't know why, I always want to be more stable now, so go ahead."

Niu Tou smiled and shook the wooden whip in his hand, which looked a bit like that.

"Walk, you can't embarrass our underworld."

At that moment, the bull-headed and horse-faced impermanently disguised as black and white impermanently swaggered outside Fengdu City, found the Chenghuang Well near Huaguo Mountain, threw himself into it, and successfully arrived near Huaguo Mountain in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The city god system of the underworld was actually repaired and rectified by Li Changshou, but these contributions are now counted on the Heavenly Court.

The bullhead and horse face are the marshals of the underworld, and there are only two of them; the black and white impermanence are the "professional title" of the underworld ghost messenger, just like the judge.

And the bull head and horse face are the black and white impermanent boss.

In this soul-catching operation, the Ten Palace Yan Jun must be safe and not want to show too much importance, which led to the ridiculous thing of making the cow head and horse face dressed up as black and white impermanence.

Anyway, there are only two sets of skins, so I don’t care about the bullhead and horse face.

Three days were not too long. They walked around Huaguo Mountain for a few times and took away hundreds of undispersed souls. The resentful souls were unknowingly the time to "set".

That night, the wooden whip in the hands of the bull head and horse face turned into a ghost banner, and the black and white robe on its body emitted a shimmer, and the long tongue of the ornament made it look even scarlet and terrifying.

A gust of cold wind ignited, and the bull-headed and horse-faced locked the creatures that were about to attract souls. When I looked closely, I saw that the target was a beautiful big monkey.

It was Sun Wukong.

Wukong was sleeping drunk and soundly at this moment. It happened that after the banquet, the water curtain cave was filled with thunderous snoring.

These demon masters were having fun in the mountains. Because the Monkey King was not close to women, their fun drank and brag.

The two brothers with bullheads and horse faces looked at each other, and quietly touched the big monkey, and the ghost banners in their hands shook together.

At this moment!

The power of the heavenly way came, and he forced a phantom out of the back of Sun Wukong's head.

The bullhead and horse face were fast and his eyes were fast. He put two chains directly on it, and then urged a cold wind to blow to the City God Temple near Huaguo Mountain, and quickly fled into the underworld.

The whole process was extremely rapid and there was no chance to give the drunk Monkey King any reaction.

However, the bullhead and horse face did not expect that they actually...

A ancestor has been hooked back!

Half an hour later, in the Hall of Yama.

Sun Wukong's soul turned into a physical body, with golden light shining all over his body, and he was sitting carelessly on the throne of Yan Jun.

That's not all. He folded his legs on the desk, and he squeezed the shadow of the golden cudgel in his hand and gently slammed the table twice.

"Collection of the life and death book of the monkey tribe in Huaguoshan!"

A group of big ghosts and little ghosts around him were trembling. The judge who put on Yan Jun's head hood and pretended to be Yan Jun was hesitant at this moment, wanting to refuse but still greet him, shy and timid, and finally ordered the ghost officer next to him.

"Go, go, move in."

The horse face glared and was about to rush in to teach the monkey a lesson, but the bull head raised his hand and pulled it aside.

Ma Ming glared and scolded, "What are you doing to stop me? This monkey is too much!"

Niu Tou said, "Why are you anxious? Don't you want to be more stable?"

The adults and the others have already made arrangements. The monkey seems to be quite good and must have a plan."

The horse face snorted, looking at the mighty monkey, I felt a burst of anger in my heart.

But as Niu Tou said, at this time, the Ten Palaces of Yanjun gathered in the hall not far away, looking forward to this side together, and chatting with smiles from time to time.

Most of them are making fun of it.

However, what no one knows is...

In the six-path reincarnation plate, a woman in white who was sitting quietly by the river and combing her long hair turned her head and stared at the monkey.

“Huh?”

Immortal Golden Soul?

Isn’t this the magical power I had imagined before?

But in the end, the idea of ​​the immortal golden soul was not fully deduced, and then he mentioned it in a classic that recorded the witch clan's combat skills, and the classic sent it to...
Chapter completed!