lethal arsenal

Chapter 471 The Underworld Judgment
"Not good, not good."

"The devil is causing trouble again."

"The demon has left Naihe Bridge and kidnapped our king's wife. Now, what should we do..."

There was chaos in the Abi Hell City.

Ghost soldiers of all sizes were running around like wolves and pigs, shouting and screaming, without any dignity at all.

Click click click.

The sound of gears grinding was drowned in the noise. The green-faced and fanged powerful ghost exhaled and shouted, "Open!" and turned the winch all the way.

The thick city gate, which was a hundred feet high, moved slowly. This powerful ghost king was also very powerful. He felt that the speed of opening the door was not enough, so he wrapped the iron chain on the door around the muscles that were as high as blue rock.

This beast was more than five feet tall, and its arms were wrapped with fine steel chains several feet thick. As he plowed forward like an old ox, the gate of Abi Hell City was completely opened.

A group of dark ghost soldiers rushed in like tigers and leopards, their horse hooves trampling like drums, but the panicked Yinsi ghost soldiers calmed down a lot.

But the dead souls and resentful spirits actually became quiet at this moment.

In the gray world where black and white are confused, a crimson robe makes a hunting sound.

Many ghosts looked at the underworld judge riding at the front with a mixture of fear and respect in their eyes.

Each ghost soldier quickly lowered his head, fearing that the third eye on the judge's forehead would come into contact with him.

As for those living souls and resentful spirits, they were crawling neatly on the ground, ten thousand of them fearful, fearing to disturb the Lord Judge.

In terms of prestige, the Underworld Judge is far superior to ordinary ghost kings and ghost commanders.

Even if the King of Pingping travels, it may not have such an effect.

The position of judge, presiding over the Yin and Yang realms, was given by the Emperor of Heaven.

The four great judges all have their own soldiers and horses, and they act independently. They reward good and punish evil and are not controlled by the Yin Tianzi of the Tenth Hall.

In the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, Wei Daban (Wei Zheng) also assisted the work of the Three Divisions of Yangjian.

In the Song Dynasty, the three ministers were also the highest officials of the Yangjian judicial yamen, and their status was second only to the prime minister.

In the entire underworld, the only one who can control the four great judges is Bao Longtu, the leader of the ten palaces.

The reason why Bao Longtu was able to control the judges was not because he was much higher in rank than his opponent. The reason was simply that he had already established good relationships with the major judges in his early years in the world of the underworld.

Others, such as King Ping Ping, must be polite and behave when meeting the judge.

The red-robed judge, who was accustomed to being awe-inspiring, glanced at the ghost soldiers without paying much attention. He led a number of soldiers and horses and went straight to the ninth hall.

In the Ninth Hall of the Underworld, it was extremely quiet at the moment, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

dong dong dong.

As soon as the footsteps approached, King Pingping, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly shouted, "Alas!" and then shouted: "Cui Daban, my great judge, you, you are here, you have got it." Let me make the decision."

King Pingping didn't even wear any shoes. He stepped on the floor tiles with his bare feet and rushed forward with tears in his eyes, looking like he was being bullied miserably.

As the lord of a city, it can be said that he has lost even half of his face.

The dark wind swirled into the hall, making it very chilly.

The Rakshasa and Yaksha on both sides of the hall were slapped by the cold wind, and the cold sweat on their backs was dried.

Cui Yu, the red-robed judge with a gloomy face, frowned and asked: "Yan Jun, please tell me in detail, who is the origin of that devil, and dares to steal your wife? If he doesn't have such a big background, I can Make the decision with you.”

"well."

When King Pingping heard this, the expression of sadness and anger on his face softened slightly.

He gently raised his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a low voice: "The origin of that guy is quite unusual. His surname is Lin and his name is Yuanjue. After searching heaven and earth, there is nothing to do with it. But there is something puzzling about him. Going back nine hundred years, there is no trace of this person. There is no trace of this person. His name is recorded in the book of reincarnation, but there is not a single sentence about his life. "

"Is it the reincarnation of an immortal, or the birth of a star?"

Cui Yu lowered her brows.

Before he came, he heard that the big ghost sent Niu Tou A Pong to be defeated, so he had already made some preparations in his heart.

Although King Ping Ping's power is not very powerful among the Yin Tianzi, he is still the ghost king of the underworld. Generally, even the true cultivators of the earthly immortal realm would not dare to mess around here.

Only those old demons who rebelled against heaven or those heavenly demons who relied on their peerless cultivation dared to cause trouble in the underworld.

After all, those guys are not under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court. If they send troops to encircle and suppress them, they may not be able to find them even if they hide in some random place in the Netherworld, even if they look for them for thousands of years.

"Not really."

King Pingping pondered for a moment and said.

"What? No?"

Judge Cui Yu was surprised. Could it be that things were more complicated than he thought?
He has a good relationship with King Ping Ping, and they have close contact with each other. King Ping Ping is also willing to share with him the fruit of the "evil ghost path" that has been cultivated for thousands of years in Abi Hell City.

In addition, Cui Yu had to use King Pingping to establish a hidden line from the Blood River Ancestor, so Cui Dafan was willing to help King Pingping.

But there is a premise, that is, not to lose yourself.

If he wanted to involve himself, Cui Daban would definitely stay as far away as possible.

"Da Juan, don't get me wrong. What I mean is that this person is not the reincarnation of the stars, nor is he an immortal from the upper world. There is no record of this person in either the Yin Cao Sizhong or the Six Cases Gong Cao. From what Xiao Wang has seen, he looks like... …”

The voice paused.

King Pingping narrowed his eyes and said: "It seems like a person who has transferred to another world. That's why he can't touch the sky or the earth. It's just that he is different from other people who have transferred to another world. This guy's magic power is quite high. I'm afraid he has two thousand people." Years of practice.”

The King of Equality analyzed endlessly.

Cui Yu then retracted some of the fear in her heart and pondered for a moment: "If this is the case, it is not difficult. There is no root and no bottom. As long as he is not the Lord of the Cave, we will always have a way to defeat him, even if it is made of fine steel. , cannot withstand the refining of will-o'-the-wisp."

"But don't be careless. Abangdu will be defeated."

King Pingping pursed his lips and said.

In the main hall, there were many Rakshasa and Yaksha, with broken arms and broken wings.

"How can I be that kind of loser? Let me ask you, Mr. Yan, how do you want to deal with this thief?"

Cui Dafan cupped his hands and said, his voice became quite sharp.

King Ping Ping's eyes were sharp and he said viciously: "Of course...ahem, this person did not obey the laws of my underworld, disturbed the underworld, damaged the foundation stone of Naihe Bridge, killed countless lives, robbed my in-laws, and ruined my Abi hell and The blood river ancestor's relationship is a first-rate crime that cannot be pardoned! This king will send him to the Iron Grid Abi Hell, burn him in fire, fry him in oil pan, and burn his internal organs..."

"It's easy to say, just wait, I will summon three thousand crow soldiers."

Cui Dafan said something, turned around and left.

"and many more!"

King Pingping rolled his eyes and suddenly stopped the person.

"how?"

Cui Daban turned around and asked.

"Call Yutong'er as well. He has refined a precious fan over the years and has unparalleled power. He can also be your help."

After a slight hesitation, King Pingping arranged for help.

"Yan Jun is talking about Yu Tong'er's magical fan blessed with 'fire in wood'?" Cui Yu, the red-robed judge, looked overjoyed.

"That's the way it is."

King Pingping stretched out his dark magic hand under his sleeves, stroked his beard lightly, and said calmly: "Cui Dafan, no matter what, you have to get me back. The Thirteenth Mother's business is not just about marrying a wife. The marriage matter is so simple, and it also involves the friendship between me and the ancestor of Blood River. Also, if this happens, what Cui Jue and Mr. Cui Da left back then, I... …I’ll give it to you as well.”

"Okay, it's a deal. A gentleman's words are hard to follow. If I don't bring the little princess Asura back this time, Mr. Yama, I will come to see you in the future."

The red-robed judge said solemnly.

This guy called up a young man with blue eyes and surprisingly large pupils. He led a group of dark ghost soldiers who looked like tigers and leopards. They raised the battle flag and rolled out of the city. A group of soldiers and horses disappeared outside the city in an instant. In the thick yellow-brown fog.

Speaking of which, I have to mention one more thing.

During the Tang Dynasty, Cui Jue, the well-known top judge in the underworld, helped Li Shimin, who died suddenly due to his involvement in the Jinghe Dragon King case. He contributed to his longevity and was promoted to heaven early.

The position he left behind was given to a young man from the clan back then.

This person is Cui Yu.

Cui Yu replaced Cui Daban's title. In his early years, he was also a god who did not bend the law for personal gain and was upright.

A few years ago, there was an "evil tiger wounding case" that was solved by Cui Yu. Because of his meritorious service in the case, he did not bend the law for personal gain, dared to fight against the tiger, and was not afraid of power, so he successfully took over the burden of the underworld judgment.

It’s just that time flows like water. Ten years in the human world are hundreds of years in the underworld.

A hundred years later, Cui Yu has been corrupted by the sinister atmosphere, his heart has become rotten, and his behavior has become vicious. He is also in conflict with the many sinister emperors, ghost emperors, and ghost kings of Ping Ping Wang. He no longer seeks the justice of the law, but seeks profit. To be respectful, pay attention to all kinds of relationships between people, principles and laws.

In this world, the underworld is the reflection of the human world.

If the world is upright, the earth will be upright.

The laws of the human world are corrupt, and the underworld is even worse.

……

Let’s talk about Lin Dong’s situation, and time was turned back for a moment.

After learning that Black Mountain was the passage to the underworld, Lin Dong continued to be affectionate to Thirteen Niang, who he had not met by chance. "So, I have put a hat on King Ping Ping?" Lin Dong rubbed his chin and said.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am innocent and belong to my daughter's family."

Thirteenth Niang's voice was both shy and angry. She straightened her clothes, stretched out her hand and patted Lin Dong's shoulder hard twice.

Lin Dong looked straight ahead and frowned slightly, "You just said that there were vicious dogs chasing you, were they them?"

The air on the shore was fishy and smelly, and the wind carried the smell of animals into Lin Dong's nose.

The sound of horse hooves rumbled from one side of the river bank.

"Hey."

Thirteenth Niang sighed quietly, "Yes, it's them. The bull-headed ghost Abang from the underworld, and there are also a group of Yin soldiers who are looking for me..."

This woman spoke in an understatement, but it also made Lin Dong feel a little bit in trouble.

As a little princess of the Asura clan, Thirteen Niang's value is not low. She was originally packaged by the Great Asura King, together with his seventh sister, and given to the Blood-Red Patriarch as his concubine.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor of Xuehe is in seclusion. It is said that he obtained some treasure in the last thousand years, but he has been unable to come out of seclusion anyway.

The Great Asura King, who had no hope of giving away his daughter, planned to use one to marry the underworld god. Coincidentally, King Pingping later built the Abi Hell and separated a part of the Dao Fruit similar to the original stock and handed it over to the Asura King, so the Great Asura King King Asura quickly married off Yuanyin's surviving youngest daughter.

What follows is the more cliched and tacky plot of escaping from marriage.

Lin Dong didn't ask about the details. Anyway, Thirteenth Niang had another chance and escaped.

What a coincidence, I happened to bump into Lin Dong on the shore. This time, the handsome man and the beautiful woman made the bastard glare at Mung Bean. After all, he got the right look.

Lin Dong has never believed in any bullshit. It was love at first sight...

But when a lively and charming beauty seduced him, he just took advantage of her.

At least what kind of King of Pingding, Patriarch of Blood River, and King of Great Asura?

So scared.

Scared? Or is it Lin Dongben Dong?
Along the way, Lin Dong killed gods and ghosts, not even letting go of any of the monsters in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, the ancient desolate god, the legendary Peng Demon King, and the Ghost Mother.

What if the King of Equality comes?
Therefore, the man and woman who had become an adulterer had to do things on the shore. If Niutou hadn't come with a ghost soldier to disturb them, Lin Dong would have eaten Thirteen Niang today.

Arrays of iron hooves.

A magical arrow shot out quickly. The word "equality" was engraved on the arrow, which naturally carried the spiritual pressure of the priesthood. If it were an ordinary ghost or immortal, even this arrow would probably give rise to the urge to kneel down and kowtow.

However, Lin Dong was used to being lawless. He opened his mouth wide and actually ate the arrows, making a chewing sound from his teeth.

With the four ancient evils and a gluttonous stomach, what does a mere magical arrow mean?
"How dare you, the wandering soul, to bully the princess?"

In front of a cavalry, a vanguard ghost general scolded him, looking at his appearance, he looked like a Rakshasa, extremely ugly.

Without even being able to see his appearance clearly, Lin Dong punched out an ordinary punch. The gravel on the shore was swept up by the wind of the fist, and the Buddha's fire shot out from Lin Dong's hand. For a moment, the dark sky was reflected by the Buddha's fire. Bright.

The sight of the Rakshasa ghost general was filled with the shadow of a gold-plated arm.

"spray!"

The phantom of the Iron Fist was smashed out.

The horse stepped on the ghostly fire, and its head was rotten into a pool of blood and mud.

Rakshasa's weapon, the mace iron rod, shattered, and Rakshasa flew out upside down. There was also a huge fist mark on his chest. His body collapsed, and the veins on his arms were exposed.

The tattered mace iron rod was tightly grasped by Rakshasa in the palm of his hand, but this evil ghost could not get up again, and his body turned into nothingness inch by inch.

"Netherworld Record" records: When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he becomes a demon, when a demon dies, he becomes a ghost, and when a ghost dies, he becomes a misfortune... In fact, the ghost and the ghost can no longer be called living beings. At best, they can be called a ball of energy. .

There is a saying in Taishang Daodejing that those who are not seen are called barbarians, and those who are heard but are not known are called Xi.

In other words, once a ghost dies, it is a ball of cold energy.

If someone insists on calling this energy a certain type of creature, that's not impossible.

But once the ghost dies, it will slowly fade out, its body will fade, and it will fade out of this world.

Rakshasa is a kind of evil ghost. The moment of death is what it looks like now.

The ghost will fall to the ground, continue to fade, and eventually turn into a wisp of black smoke.

The power of one punch is so terrifying.

More than a dozen horsemen who appeared from the shore reined in their horses. Only the four-foot-tall bull head, holding a giant axe, led a group of pot-bellied evil spirits with no IQ, and rushed towards Lin Dong fearlessly.

Rumble.

The sound of the bull's head stamping on the ground continued, and behind it were six pointed-eared, red-faced and pot-bellied hungry ghosts about three feet tall, holding giant iron chains.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The bull-headed Ah Bang raised his ax and shouted, his humming like thunder.

(End of this chapter)