But they didn't shy away.

"Seventh Master, Eighth Master, His Majesty King Yama is still waiting for you."

The two ghosts and gods guarding the door did not dare to interfere in the grudge between Hei and Bai Wuchang and the cow head and horse face, and said carefully.

In the underworld hell, no one knows that the black and white impermanence belongs to the Taoist sect, and the cow head and horse face return to Buddhism. The grudges between them also spread in many universes and many underworlds.

After all, the soul-catching messenger only needs one pair.

"That"

"Just go!"

Hei and Bai Wuchang looked at each other and were a little worried.

Unlike other immortal and god practitioners, they do not want to rush into this disaster at all, but they have no choice but to escape.

For a moment,

Xie Bi'an stopped laughing, and Fan Wujiu didn't cry anymore.

The two stopped for a long time before pulling the ghost that cried and couldn't make a sound into Fengdu City.

As soon as they entered Fengdu City, they handed the ghost to Yinchai, and then the two of them went directly to see King Yama without delay.

"Old Star Lord walks slowly!"

In the hall, King Yama, wearing a flat crown and a black python dragon robe, bowed his hand and watched the fairy light go away.

"Xie Bi'an"

"Fan Wuxue"

At this time, Heibai Wuchang walked into the hall and leaned over and bowed:

"Have you seen King Yama!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

King Yama turned around, his eyes swept over the black and white impermanence with majestic eyes, and squeezed out an ugly smile:

"You two know what you asked you to come?"

"Know"

"Vision of Calamity"

Black and White Impermanence nodded.

"The Yin Si is in charge of the cycle of life and death. With the permission of Laojun and the Great Heavenly Lord, you can avoid the disaster."

King Yama sat down on the throne and tapped the table, which also had a headache:

"But, it is almost impossible to avoid it completely in the midst of the disaster."

All places covered by the power of the Yin corps are in the underworld, the Ten Halls of Yama, and the many ghosts and gods.

This disaster is transformed by the long river of time and space, so naturally there will be no missing the Netherworld Hell.

However, unlike other people who compete to enter the disaster, Youming does not want to enter the disaster.

Because most ghosts and gods in the underworld rely on ordinary creatures who rely on the gods. There is no benefit in entering the catastrophe, and there is no benefit in leaving the catastrophe.

The cultivation level will not increase at all.

Their path to promotion is to collect authority.

For example, if Black and White Impermanence wants to go a step further, either completely absorbing the bull-headed and horse-faced face and becoming the only soul-catching messenger, or if the judge Yan Luo is promoted or falls, he can go a step further.

Therefore, if there is any force that does not want to enter the disaster at all, it must be the underworld.

Not only does they have no benefits when they enter the disaster, they may accidentally fall and help their opponents or subordinates.

“You are right”

Xie Bi'an smiled and complimented.

“Yes, very right.”

Fan Wuxue agreed.

There is no escape for the disaster. In theory, no one can destroy the underworld opened by Laojun. As long as they do not leave the underworld, there will be no crisis.

However, for various reasons.

But if ghosts and gods do not leave the underworld, the world will be in chaos.

"Wait for Abang, Rakshasa, where the disaster is located, it is even more dangerous to run around."

King Yama did not rush to make arrangements, as if he was going to wait for the Niutao and Horse Face to come back.

Hei and Bai Wuchang nodded, he would be unlucky together, that's right

Da da da da da ~

The crisp sound of wooden fish echoed in the temple.

The night is cool without the moon, and the cold wind is biting.

Snowflakes roared down with the sound of the wind, covering the entire Chang'an with a layer of silver.

It’s cool at night, but the cooler thing is the heart.

A Pang felt the chill. This was the first time he felt the chill since he became a soul-catching messenger.

Beside him, the Rakshasa with a horse-faced and human body is not much better.

These two ghosts and gods, one holding the steel fork and the other grabbing the soul chain, were almost able to stop children from crying at night.

However, looking at the white figure who was pounding the wooden fish with his back to them, they wanted to cry themselves.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

Bang!

With a low sound, the wooden fish split into pieces.

Gu Xuanshe put down the wooden hammer and sighed softly:

"Good, good! Two ghosts and gods have been missing for a long time."

He seemed to have seen the cow head and horse face once in the White Snake World, but it was just their Taoist body.

Whether it is a bull-headed horse or a black and white impermanence, they are not Daluo, and their fruit position is lower than that of the star king in the sky.

But relying on the Netherworld, their incarnations are even more numerous than many great masters.
Chapter completed!