After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 463: One Word to Convince All Ghosts
Chen Chenzi knew very well that Mo Lin was someone he could not afford to offend. Mo Lin was at least as powerful as his master.

Chen Chenzi led everyone away.

North Sea.

Zhu Ci followed Mo Lin and walked along the road into the North Sea.

A black sandpaper-like barrier enveloped the entire North Sea.

This layer of black sandpaper-like substance is formed by the condensation of ghost energy and is mainly used to prevent the ghost energy from leaking out of the North Sea.

Molin pushed aside the gauze and walked into Beihai.

"Ah, Master Yuyu has come to practice cultivation."

A scream was heard.

Mo Lin lowered his head and saw a spherical ghost on the ground that looked like a round coal ball. It was waving its slender arms as big as a hair and shouting loudly.

While shouting, he ran inside.

"Ghosts are coming in." This ghost is very small.

But the sound is particularly bright.

Mo Lin was deafened by his voice.

As the little ghost's voice fell, ghost shadows appeared all around.

Horror level, dangerous level, dangerous level.
They are all low-level ghosts.

They are all the kind of ghosts that Mo Lin can crush to death with one hand.

This group of people knew clearly that Mo Lin was an immortal cultivator, and they also knew that Mo Lin could crush them to death with one hand.

But they still rushed out without knowing the consequences.

In the face of absolute strength, numbers do not actually confer an advantage.

But the group of low-level ghosts in front of him rushed to Mo Lin and blocked his way.

There was a feeling of fighting to the death with Mo Lin.

The ghosts trapped Mo Lin.

"Lord Yu Yu, an immortal cultivator has come in. What should we do?" The coal-ball ghost pointed at Mo Lin and asked a beautiful female ghost in front of him.

The female ghost had long black hair falling on her shoulders.

"Kill him..." the female ghost said in a cold tone.

"That person is an immortal cultivator." The coal-like little ghost, with two legs as thin as a hair, was jumping on the ground.

“Even if he is an immortal cultivator and comes to the North Sea, I will make sure he never returns.” The woman said coldly again.

Outside, she has no means.

But this is the North Sea, and anyone who comes here must consider their own weight.

"Kill me?" Mo Lin asked Bingyu puzzledly.

"Uh, Lord Merlin?"

Bing Yuyu showed joy on her face and quickly came to Mo Lin.

"Master Molin, I haven't seen you for more than a year."

Bing Yuyu knelt in front of Mo Lin.

It’s like meeting the person closest to you.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't go to Hongzhou to save you. I'm really sorry." Bingyu knelt in front of Mo Lin and apologized to him.

Her original intention was to go to Hongzhou to rescue Mo Lin, but she happened to meet someone who wanted to encircle Beihai, which prevented Bingyu from leaving Beihai.

Of course...even if Bingyu went to Hongzhou, she wouldn't be able to help much.

"It's okay. I have almost resolved the issues in Hongzhou." Mo Lin had already killed Gen Shuanglong, and now he just had to deal with the Gen family slowly.

Now that the strongest person in the Gen family is dead, it will be easy to deal with the Gen family.

Just in an instant.

All the ghosts present fell to the ground, performed the same action, and knelt in front of Mo Lin.

Their heads were pressed firmly to the ground.

"Greetings, Master Mo Lin."

For ghosts, kneeling is the highest etiquette.

Looking around, all the ghosts were kneeling on the ground.

Only Zhu Ci, who was in the situation himself, could feel this sense of shock.

These ghosts respect Mo Lin from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhu Ci glanced secretly at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin had a blank expression on his face, as if he was very calm?
Seeing the ghosts kneeling down, he didn't show any surprise at all, as if he was used to it.

"Go away." Mo Lin waved his hand.

As Mo Lin's palm fell, all the ghosts left.

Zhu Ci couldn't help but think of a word in his mind, and his words convinced all the ghosts.

Mo Lin took out the judge's pen and released all the ghosts inside.

Let these ghosts nourish themselves in the North Sea. Now there is ghost energy in the North Sea, which can provide nourishment for these ghosts.

"Where is Gen Minmin's brother? I want to see him." Mo Lin explained his purpose to Bingyu.

Mo Lin came to Beihai to see Gen Minmin's younger brother.

Bingyu arranged for Molin to come to an empty place and asked Molin to wait for a while.

About ten minutes passed.

There were probably several hundred people who came, led by a group of ghosts.

The leader was a young man.

This man looks somewhat similar to Gen Minmin.

He is not very tall, about 1.7 meters, with short hair, and wearing gray and black clothes.

"Pfft."

The moment he saw Mo Lin, the man knelt down in front of Mo Lin.

"Master Molin, my name is Geng Jiaye. Please let me serve you."

Smart people will seize opportunities, and Gen Jiaye doesn't want to miss it.

"Your sister is dead." Mo Lin pointed at the red coffin beside him and said slowly to Gen Jiaye, "This is her body. I leave it to you."

Gen Jiaye's eyes instantly turned red.

Looking at the red coffin, he suddenly remembered the scene when he patted his chest and said that he would protect his sister.

At this moment, he wanted to slap himself a few times and blame himself for being useless.

Everyone behind Gen Jiaye felt regretful.

None of them had ever thought that the most ordinary person like Gen Minmin could do something that none of them, the practitioners, could do.

Gen Minmin actually became the person who protected them.

“Master Molin, my sister’s death has nothing to do with you, you don’t need to feel guilty.

My sister was forced to death by those bastards in the Geng family."

Gen Jiaye was very clear-headed and knew that his sister’s death had nothing to do with Mo Lin.

On the contrary, it was Merlin who protected this group of people.

Although this protection was obtained at the cost of his sister's life.

If their direct lineage had not been assassinated by the branch lineage, his sister would not have sacrificed her life to save the direct lineage.

Gen Jiaye crawled to Mo Lin, hugged Mo Lin's legs and raised his head.

He wanted so badly to seize this opportunity.

"Lord Molin, please give me a chance to serve you. I beg you."

As long as Mo Lin nods, he will be able to return to the Gen family.

He will be able to return to his home to seek revenge.

Kill the beast from the Gen family branch.

“I know you have made enemies with the Geng family.

There are many ancestors in the sealed place of the Geng family, and those ancestors are very powerful. "

Gen Jiaye said slowly: "As long as you are willing to help me, I promise that those ancestors will not touch you at all."

Those ancestors of the Gen family who were sealed are still quite powerful.

For example, the scholar ghost who possesses the secret of sealing.

“If you help me, your feud with the Geng family will turn into an internal family fight.

Those sealed ancestors condoned the internal strife.

If I inherit the Geng family, I will definitely be a great force for you.

I promise that wherever you point your finger, that is the direction I will go.”

After he finished speaking, Gen Jiaye turned his head and glanced at the tribesmen behind him.

"crash"

More than a hundred tribesmen knelt down at this time.

Show your mentality.

All of them wanted revenge.

If he could get Mo Lin's help, he could go back to the Gen family and take revenge.

Who doesn't want revenge?
More importantly, Mo Lin happened to have a grudge with the Gen family.

God-given opportunity.

This is the only chance for their direct lineage to take revenge and turn the tables.

"Please give me a chance, Master Molin. We, the direct descendants of the Gen family, will never forget this kindness."

Everyone said this in unison at this time.

Zhu Ci, who was standing by, got goose bumps all over his body.

(End of this chapter)