I, the Judge of the Underworld, Will Determine Life and Death with a Piece of Paper!

　　Seeing that Wang Yifan was holding a big demon in the lower realm again, these little ghosts walking on Huangquan Road couldn't help but burst into cheers.

　　"Hahaha, someone else is here to accompany us to be tortured!"

　　"It's still a big monster this time!"

　　"I'm not alone on Huangquan Road, the big demon accompanies me to live in peace."

　　Hear the cheers of these goblins along the way.

　　Wang Yifan frowned slightly.

　　Tang Tianbao, who was following behind him, immediately held Changshuo and slammed the ground hard.

　　"quiet!"

　　The ten ghost soldiers immediately followed and drank!

　　"avoid!"

　　Accompanied by these two reprimands, the surrounding little ghosts suddenly fell silent, all of them trembling with fright, bowing to the ground!

　　"The kid rammed into the adult, and the kid is convicted! Please forgive me!"

　　"Sir, forgive me, my lord, forgive me!"

　　Look at the kid who was kneeling on the ground.

　　The demon who had a sinister face just now, his face changed color at this time, and his body trembled slightly.

　　see this situation.

　　Wang Yifan smiled.

　　"Why are you afraid?"

　　"I'm afraid!" The monster was still arrogant when it came to him: "I have traveled to various countries in East Asia, I have been to the Fuji Hell, and I have also been to the Buddhist Hell, all of which are in ruins!"

　　"I don't believe it, you hell in the middle of the earth, is it still intact!"

　　Hearing this, Wang Yifan's brows could not help frowning.

　　Although this monster does not know whether what he said is true or false!

　　But one thing is true!

　　That is, Yin Si has indeed been reduced to ruins.

　　I don't even have a "judgment office"!

　　Wang Yifan thought to himself: 'It seems that we have to hurry up and send Tang Jixiong's parents to the new tomb in Pan'an, and then open a yamen to build his own yamen! '

　　'Otherwise, even this little Nanyang demon can't hold back! '

　　Seeing Wang Yifan pondering, the demon thought he was guilty!

　　The mouth even shouted!

　　"Are you also pretending to be an underworld sergeant? Tell me, where did you get this iron seal from?"

　　See the sneer on this monster's face!

　　Wang Yifan showed a disdainful smile.

　　"After waiting for the oil pan, let's see if you are still in the mood to laugh ¨"!"

　　Having said that, Wang Yifan raised his hand and waved lightly.

　　The void is broken!

　　A new world appeared before us.

　　"Woooooo! Kill kill kill kill!"

　　"Squeak squeak!"

　　First, a heat wave hit the face immediately, followed by a horrible scream!

　　A huge iron pot appeared in front of him, the firewood was burning under the iron pot, and the oil in the iron pot was boiling hot.

　　A tall red-haired ghost stood beside the iron pot, and with just one kick, he kicked the dozen or so little ghosts beside the iron pot into the iron pot.

　　In an instant, there was screaming in the sky, and the fragrance of meat overflowed.

　　A kid couldn't help but wanted to crawl out in pain, but was kicked in again by the red-haired ghost.

　　"Wang Po, when you were in this world, you forced Liang to be a prostitute, abducted and sold women and children, and ate all the oil all over your body. Why did you suddenly feel pain when you arrived in hell?"

　　"Little ones, what are you doing? Stir the oil pan again, the oil is cold!"

　　He shouted smugly, but found that the rest of the commanding little devils were all like they had seen a ghost, standing on the spot with sticks to stir the oil.

　　The red-haired ghost frowned, just about to have a seizure, but suddenly seemed to have noticed something.

　　He followed the eyes of these little devils and looked behind him.

　　"Ouch!"

　　The red-haired ghost abandoned Wang Po and ran to Wang Yifan in three steps.

　　When he was about eight feet away, he had already threw himself on the ground and gave a great gift.

　　"Ouch! The little official has red hair, I didn't know the Shangguan was coming, and I hope to forgive my sins!"

　　Seeing the ghost of hell who was full of ghosts, he actually threw his five bodies to the ground in front of Wang Yifan.

　　The demon detained behind Wang Yifan gasped.

　　"This...impossible! How can there be hell in Shenzhou!"

　　See his horrified expression!

　　Wang Yifan's mouth showed a hint of pride.

　　'Although the Yin Division has not yet been rebuilt, Lao Tzu's eighteen layers of hell are complete! '

　　He turned to look at the monster!

　　"You Nanyang child, are you honestly explaining it yourself, or do you put the oil in the pan and then explain it?"

　　Seeing Wang Yifan asking such a question, the demon's eyes sharpened.

　　"The old man is more than [-] years older, and the hell and heaven of East Asian countries have passed through it. Today, I want to taste the oil pan of your hell in China!"

　　Wang Yifan's eyes sharpened when he saw that this demon was so stubborn.

　　"Since you want to die, try it!"

　　"Red-haired ghost, sell your strength, and punish this Nanyang child!"

　　Hearing this, the red-haired ghost's eyes lit up.

　　"Okay, did the little ones hear it, let Shangguan see the strength of our oil pan hell!"

　　As he said that, he yanked the Nanyang monster.

　　He shoved it into the pan with one foot!

　　"Zirazia! Zirazia!"

　　The hot oil in the frying pan splattered and made a numbing squeak.

　　The red-haired ghost laughed.

　　"Little ones, put on the firewood, put on the firewood to make the fire a little more vigorous."

　　Tang Tianbao, who was behind Wang Yifan, also smiled.

　　"This monster is really courting death, and even kisses the frying pan!"

　　Everyone didn't notice that there was only Wang Yifan in the audience, and there was a dignified look on his face.

　　One second!

　　Two seconds!

　　Three seconds!

　　The monster in the frying pan has not yet appeared.

　　But the oil spills on the frying pan seem to have calmed down!

　　A pan that was boiling.

　　At this time, it looked like it had turned into a calm lake.

　　First, the red-haired ghost stopped laughing, and then, even Tang Tianbao saw something was wrong.

　　Just at this time.

　　The monster's head slowly came out of the frying pan.

　　He looked at Wang Yifan with a sinister look on his face.

　　"¨'This is the hell of the oil pan in the Central Plains, that's it? Burn it up, burn it up, I haven't taken a hot bath for a long time!"

　　Seeing such a scene, both the red-haired ghost and Tang Tianbao couldn't help but change their expressions.

　　How can it be!

　　There are still people in the world who are not afraid of oil pans!

　　The red-haired ghost exclaimed in horror, "You...what the hell are you?"

　　The demon didn't pay attention to the red-haired ghost at all, but turned to look at Wang Yifan.

　　"You want to kill me? Can you kill me? You dare to kill me?"

　　"Hahahaha!"

　　"You don't even know who the old man is!"

　　Looking at the wildly laughing monster, a thought suddenly flashed in Wang Yifan's mind.

　　In "Journey to the West", Tang Seng and his apprentice pass by the country of Chechi (promise is good), and because they can't stand the arrogant actions of the three immortals of Chechi, they have to compete with the three of them!

　　In the first game, he was beheaded against Huli Daxian, and in the second game, he was beaten by Luli Daxian!

　　And the third game is to compete with Yang Li Daxian!