"The name of the ten halls of the underworld really deserves its reputation."
"In the country of death, the scholar of dead pen is finally worth his trip."
Deep in the sea of blood,
The figure of the dead pen scholar gradually appeared,
Blood surges,
Tomorrow morning palace,
Bian Chengwang looked coldly,
"It seems that the temple Lord doesn't like my way of opening."
The dead pen scholar asked,
"If you disobey the order of the two worlds, tamper with the way of heaven and provoke the gods, the ghosts will be doomed."
"Don't be so serious as Wang Biancheng."
The dead pen scholar talked freely,
"If such a scene is placed in the country of death, it's just a very common thing. I don't agree with you about tampering with the way of heaven."
"The underworld is full of ghosts, people of merit and virtue are reincarnated back and forth, and people of iniquity are punished in hell. But how can you be the only one in the world? If someone wants to reincarnate when he does evil, and can't step out of your order after death, isn't it difficult for people?"
"Some people are mediocre, but they can reincarnate peacefully after death. In this way, they have no past. They have no merit, no virtue, no sin, and no evil. What's the use of leaving them? It's better to fall forever, so as not to waste the great resources in the world."
"The country of death set up four ghost cities to help the underworld create a better world. Now, isn't it too inhumane for King Bian to come to ask for a teacher's guilt?"
"Presumptuous!"
After hearing the crooked reasoning of the dead scholar,
The king of Biancheng shouted angrily,
"The way of heaven is boundless, and all things have laws. Your heresy is useless in front of me. It is a great sin to despise the way of heaven and tamper with merit."
"Hahaha, Bian Cheng Wang's eloquent and dead pen scholar laments that he is inferior here, but the hell has the order of the hell, the state of death and the law of the state of death. Maybe our ideas are different, and we are doomed to be unable to cooperate."
"Just ghosts, trying to be with the gods. Ghosts, you have opened my eyes."
After the king of Biancheng, the shadow of black and white impermanence gradually appeared,
Blocked the Styx blood sea,
It can be regarded as reducing the harm to ordinary people,
But there was a bloody scene within a hundred miles,
Filth pervades the sky, and people can't be indifferent in the end,
"Black and white are impermanent, ha ha ha."
"You seem to know us well."
Black and white have no common dead pen. Scholars are surprised that they can call their names one by one at a glance,
Even though the underworld has entered the world many times to kill ghosts,
But it seems that this ghost from the land of death came into contact with them for the first time,
"Hey, what did Lord impermanence say? The country of death and the underworld of Cao Cao are old acquaintances. Why do you have to say so
"Since you know each other, you should know each other better. You know what to do."
In the hands of black impermanence, a soul seducing chain appeared,
The dead pen scholar released the Styx River and the sea of blood, implicating more than 100000 innocent creatures. Turning back his sin is enough for him to endure 100 million years of torture in the 18 layers of hell,
When you see the enchanting chain,
The expression of the dead scholar became more calm,
Behind him,
The Styx River gradually rose up and turned into a bench,
He slowly took out his scroll and soul pen and sat on it. He didn't know what he was writing,
"Do you still want to make the last resistance?"
Asked the black impermanent,
"Lord impermanence, the scholar just met with you. Do you want me to die in eighteen hell? I think you are really old and confused."
Clatter, clatter,
The enchanting chain broke away from the black impermanent body and went towards the dead scholar,
Together with his bloody bench, the soul seduction chain entangles it,
The hot yellow spring is lit by the fire,
The dead pen scholar didn't resist at all,
The familiar feeling surges into the heart of black and white impermanence,
A scene of deja vu seems to have happened,
Watching the dead scholar burn out gradually,
That familiarity is even stronger,
"I can't imagine that the two impermanent adults are still so impatient. They directly use force before the scholar finishes talking. Alas, the God of the underworld lacks a little politeness."
In the sea of Styx blood,
The figure of the dead scholar reappeared,
This scene,
Black and white impermanence is more familiar,
Because they have experienced this scene,
"Compared with the two adults, I already feel it."
"I'm poor in talent. Some methods can't perfectly remind you of some insignificant memories. I'm sorry."
Surrounded by the blood shadow, the dead scholar smiled,
"Soul without body scarecrow."
Black and white impermanence said in unison,
The familiar power brought by the dead pen scholar is the power of the scarecrow who was able to tease the righteous God in the underworld,
Between nothingness and being,
The fetter between souls is the Scarecrow's way of survival,
So,
He's called a spiritless scarecrow,
hades,
The temple of the son of heaven,
Shen Lian was also stunned,
It never occurred to me that the scarecrow with soul and no body was haunted. Could it be that this scholar was also transformed by him,
impossible,
In the past, I used to give the scarecrow with soul and no body a complete physical body with six samsara, and imprisoned his soul in his body, so I killed him,
The body and soul are annihilated at the same time,
How can you still live now,
Isn't the power of the Yin emperor enough to surpass ghosts,
He calmed his mood for a moment,
Since it has something to do with that ghost,
You need to be on earth this time,
Boom~~~
Between the Styx River and the sea of blood, a huge hole appeared in response,
A statue is slowly revealed in the world,
The tumbling blood wave stopped, and the imprisoned hundred mile Styx river blood sea was also like the freeze frame of time,
"Your Majesty."
Bian Chengwang,
Black and white impermanence saw the appearance of the emperor Luan Jia at the same time and stood on both sides one after another,
The name of the ghost annihilated by the Emperor himself reappears,
Black and white are impermanent, or the intention of the Yin emperor is known,
"The kingdom of death, the scholar of dead pen pays a visit to his Majesty the son of Yin."
The dead pen scholar is polite,
I can't see any fear of the underworld,
Green and red ghosts carrying the emperor of Yin came to the top of the Mingchen palace,
The curtain was slowly opened in luanjia,
That eye looked down at all living beings,
Penetrate everything,
The only scholar who can't see through the dead pen,
"Do you have anything to do with him?"
Shen Lian asked faintly,
"If there is a relationship, what will happen to the son of Yin."
"Presumptuous, dare to be so rude to the emperor of Yin. You've overstepped the ghosts."
Bian Chengwang stepped forward,
The sword of merit was displayed in his hand,
In the blink of an eye,
"Since it has something to do with him, the end is the same."
Shen Lian quietly responded to the words of the dead scholar, and in an instant, the great power swept over the Styx River and the sea of blood,
The body of the dead scholar was annihilated again,
The emperor of Yin killed a ghost,
One thought is enough,
"Sure enough."
After the dead scholar disappeared, his figure appeared again in the sea of blood in the Styx river,
Immortality, immortality and futility,
Sin is eternal, there is no death,
This is the strange power of the dead pen scholar,
Although they are very similar to the spiritless scarecrow, they are completely different,
If you compare a spiritless scarecrow to a parasite,
He can separate his soul infinitely and then parasitize on the living creatures for reincarnation,
The dead scholar is like a guy who can copy his existence infinitely with money,
And money,
It's blood,
The Styx River and the sea of blood is obviously the hotbed of the dead pen scholar. After countless deaths, as long as the money still exists in his own hands, he can resurrect,
It has nothing to do with the soul,
Thought he didn't have it at all,
It's just a walking corpse,
"Yin Tianzi, your majesty, you are too impatient. If you want to kill scholars hundreds or tens of thousands of times, someone will do it for you as long as you say a word. Why do you have to do it yourself?"
"Do you want to avenge that ghost?"
"Hahaha, there is no saying of gratitude and hatred in the country of death. Since he has dissipated, why mention it? The scholar just wants to use him to enhance our mutual feelings."
Feelings,
Do gods and Demons need emotional fetters,
If so,
That's also the deep friendship between God and ghost,
Shen Liancai didn't believe the nonsense of the dead scholar,
If you want to enter the mortal country into the world, it is also a channel opened due to the chaos of candles and dragons,
But the scarecrow with soul and no body appears from the sink,
Is there any connection between Chenyu and the country of death,
Two towering blood demons appeared in the sea of blood in the Styx River, like the great God Pangu,
His feet were immersed in the sea of blood and steadily stepped on the bottom, while the blood devil's hands were held high above his head to support jiuxiao,
The black-and-white impermanent merit sword still locks the Styx River and the sea of blood, so that their filthy power will not continue to pollute the peace of the world,
But after the blood devil stood on the ground for days,
The sea of blood in the Styx river unexpectedly climbed to a higher level, and in the blink of an eye, they drowned their merit and virtue swords,
"Don't you think their merits have contaminated the world?"
Shen Lian looked at the action of the blood devil and questioned the dead scholar,
"Does the emperor Yin think the scholar can't do it?"
"If you can, try, but first you have to escape alive."
horizon,
Jiuyou spring is opening,
Strong attraction burst out in the deep channel, gradually absorbing the Styx blood sea,
Bloody tornadoes hit,
The figures of two blood demons were also pulled into it,
The dead pen scholar naturally failed to escape the absorption of Jiuyou spring and dissipated in an instant,
When all the dust is gone,
A hundred miles away,
It has become a desolation,