Chapter 1485

As soon as Wang Xiao said this, the top leaders of the surrounding ten halls of hell were surprised. They didn't expect Wang Xiao to have such an array.

The faces of those young meditators of Leiyin tower showed a look of panic. They were still so young that their fate was in the hands of others.

But this person is still the Lord of the ten halls of hell. His strength is far from what they can imagine. He can't resist at all.

But if they become slaves and live like this all their life, they are also unwilling in every way.

It seems to see the thoughts of those young leiyinta monks. Wang Xiao smiled again and said, "my son mother twin array has another function, that is, I am the mother and you are the son. If my strength breaks through, your strength will increase."

"If you don't believe it, you can take a look at your accomplishments first."

As soon as Wang Xiao said this, the young meditators of Leiyin tower also checked their accomplishments one after another.

After this examination, their faces suddenly showed surprise.

Because they really found that their accomplishments had been enhanced.

There are even some young Zen practitioners who have been trapped in the peak of the realm of Wuzong for a long time and have never been able to step into the realm of Wuhou. At the moment, they also find that their realm shackles are loose.

As long as you work harder, it's not difficult to step into the realm of Wuhou.

That is to say, what Wang Xiao said is not false.

Although he is controlled, his strength can make a breakthrough.

For their young meditators, the breakthrough of strength is a thing worthy of their joy.

Just now, they can return to the ten Hall of hell as long as they smile for the ten Hall of hell.

For these young leiyinta monks, their faith in the sect is not so strong. As long as they can become stronger, they will stay where they are.

Therefore, after they thought about Wang Xiao's control a little, they immediately felt less uncomfortable.

"See the Lord of hell in the ten halls!"

"See the Lord of hell in the ten halls!"

"See the Lord of hell in the ten halls!"

"See the Lord of hell in the ten halls!"

For a time, the young leiyinta monks knelt down one after another, smiled at Wang and saluted respectfully.

Song Ming, moxibustion fish, Wu Wushuang and others saw this scene and looked at Wang Xiao with awe.

Worthy of their king!

Actually, with these words, you can control other people's son and mother twin formation. It has a lot of benefits. It can also make these young leiyinta monks surrender to the ten hall hell.

Such means are by no means what they can do.

The king was the king, and indeed he was better than them.

"Get up." After seeing the young meditators saluting respectfully to themselves, Wang Xiao also raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, waved his hand and said.

"From today on, you will be a member of the ten halls of hell. Although what happened in those years has nothing to do with you, after all, you used to meditate in Leiyin tower. Since you joined me, you are destined to make up for your mistakes."

"You can rest assured that after joining the hell of the ten halls, the gratitude and resentment between you and the Mingkai hall in the past will be put down."

"Thank you for your forgiveness!"

"Thank you for your forgiveness!"

"Thank you for your forgiveness!"

Those young leiyinta monks saluted respectfully when they heard the speech.

"Let's go!" Wang Xiao looked back at the song and Ming Dynasties and said, "next, what we have to do is to meet the old hall owner of the machine hall that day."

When Wu Wushuang heard the speech, he also stood up, smiled at Wang and said respectfully, "Sir, the old hall Lord should be by the West Lake now. Shall we see him now?"

Wang Xiao shook his head and said, "no, send him an invitation and let him see me. Since ancient times, Wang didn't worship each other!"

"Yes, my Lord!"

Wu Wushuang nodded at his words.

·Immediately, the crowd left Leiyin and went out.

As for the dead leiyinta monks. They were all turned into corpse powder by the demon imperial concubine.

On the Bank of the West Lake, the white haired old man sat in front of the fortune teller's stall and looked at a black invitation card on the table with a complex look in his eyes.

The black invitation card is engraved with many black complex lines. Among the lines, there is a skeleton wearing a crown, which exudes a gloomy atmosphere.

This black invitation card is only very thin and looks like paper, but it seems to weigh as much as a kilo for the white haired old man.

His thin hand stretched out several times and wanted to touch the black invitation card, but he finally retracted it.

His eyes showed hesitation from time to time, as if he had to pay much courage to pick up this black invitation card.

Just when the white haired old man hesitated and didn't know what to do. The little boy suddenly came to his fortune telling stand, grabbed the black invitation card and asked suspiciously, "dead old man, what's this black invitation card? Is there any letter in it?"

"Dead old man, when did you still engage in online love? You still play the old-fashioned way of writing letters."

"Come on, little disciple. Give me back that black invitation card." Seeing this, the old man with white hair quickly said to the little boy.

"I won't give it unless you tell me what's in this envelope?"

The little boy dodged the white haired old man's hand and said with a bad smile.

Hearing the speech, the white haired old man said helplessly, "I haven't opened the things contained in this envelope. I'm still thinking whether to open it."

"Isn't it just a letter? What's so nervous? Is it the creditor who comes to collect the debt?" The little boy asked with a puzzled look on his face.

While talking, he was ready to open the black invitation card and said, "if you don't dare to open it, I'll open it for you."

"No!" Seeing this, the old man quickly said.

But by this time, it's too late.

The little boy had opened the black invitation. Then, in the black invitation, an image burst out and floated in the air.

The power that comes with it is also to charge the little boy out of the collision. Fortunately, this power is not strong. It just makes the little boy turn a few somersaults and stop.

"I wipe it. Why does this envelope still have a brute force?" After the little boy got up from the ground, he shouted and scolded and exclaimed.

However, when he looked up and saw an image on the black invitation card, his face also showed a look of surprise: "why does it have its own image function? What is this black invitation card? Can't high-tech 3D image technology?"

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