He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

"Run?"

Yang Guang stood at the intersection and scoffed, "Keep running!"

"Aren't you pretty fast on your legs?"

Yang Guang didn't waste any words.

He reached his left hand into the faded, tattered canvas bag.

Click.

The dark, lightning-struck jujube wood sword was pulled out directly; it was a genuine antique that had been struck by lightning seven times.

The cinnabar runes carved on the sword turned a deep red, almost dripping blood, the moment they came into contact with the yin energy.

I got tricked by that little underworld messenger, I absolutely need to get some divine gear!

Yang Guang lifted the sword hilt with his right hand, flipped his wrist, and executed a crisp and clean sword flourish.

The sword tip pointed directly at the underworld messengers deep within the white mist.

He stomped his feet on the Seven Stars Step of the Heavenly Gang.

With each step taken, an inch of the white frost on the ground melts away.

An aura of extreme strength and masculinity surged into the sky.

"The Three Pure Ones of the Dao!"

"For me, for the sake of the Ming Dynasty!"

"The heavens are vast and boundless!"

"Heavenly Thunder Annihilates Spirits!"

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

"amnesty!"

Rumble!

There wasn't a single cloud in the night sky, but suddenly a thunderclap that shook the heavens and the earth resounded.

A bolt of purple-white lightning, as thick as a water bucket, descended from the sky.

Tearing through the darkness, carrying with it a violent yang energy that crushes everything, it crashes straight into the underworld officials deep within the path of darkness!

The lightning was blinding.

The entire bumpy, uneven road to the underworld was illuminated as bright as day.

The underworld official's body stiffened.

run?

Where do you think you're going!

The thunderous force completely sealed off all escape routes within a hundred meters.

His proud underworld organization proved utterly fragile before this heavenly lightning, representing the laws of heaven.

There was no way to retreat.

There is no way to avoid it.

The next second, it will be completely destroyed, leaving not even a trace.

Just 0.01 seconds before the lightning struck the Yinchai's skull.

A sudden change occurred.

From the deepest part of the white fog, a grinding sound suddenly came from.

A dense, impenetrable mass of black energy surged violently forth.

A giant, pitch-black hand emerged out of thin air.

The size of this hand is astonishing.

The five thick fingers were covered with sharp, upright black hairs.

The nails are extremely sharp and pointed.

Black mist swirled around it.

The black hand made no fancy moves.

Neither dodge nor avoid.

He slammed the violent purple-white lightning bolt directly upwards!

boom!

A bolt of lightning struck the giant black-haired hand.

A deafening bang that shattered eardrums exploded in mid-air.

The two energies, having reached their extremes, instantly annihilated each other.

A violent, destructive shockwave surged wildly back into the mortal realm along the narrow path of the dead.

Sand and stones flew everywhere.

The ancient pine trees around them were knocked askew by the shockwave, which was accompanied by an extremely biting cold.

The black candle placed in the very center of the altar was the first to be affected.

puff.

The eerie green flame didn't even have time to struggle before it was extinguished in an instant!

The precious black candle could not withstand the tearing force of the energy.

With a snap, it broke in two.

The yellow talisman instantly ignited and turned into ashes.

With the altar destroyed, the forcibly dug-out road to the underworld lost its supporting fulcrum.

The white mist was completely torn apart by brute force.

The entire passage collapsed in an instant, completely submerged in the deep night.

Along with the black hand and the underworld messenger, they vanished without a trace.

"puff!"

Yang Guang felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of warm blood sprayed all over the ground.

It pelted the bluestone slabs in front of them, like scattered stars.

Yang Guang slid down the tombstone and sat on the ground, raising his hand to wipe his face, which was covered in dust and blood.

He gripped the jujube wood sword tightly, his knuckles trembling slightly from the excessive force.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Yang Guang raised the back of his hand and wiped his mouth haphazardly.

The blood and qi were surging violently, but the root cause was not damaged.

Go back and get some sleep, then eat two roast chickens and you'll make up for it.

However, at this moment, his mind was full of question marks.

That scene was visually striking.

The enormous hand covered in spiky black hairs neither dodged nor avoided it, and smashed the heavenly lightning carrying the laws of heaven to pieces!

What level of monster could do something like this?

Moreover, the chilling aura contained within that black mist was many times stronger than that of an ordinary vengeful ghost.

This is absolutely outrageous!

There is also the local earth god.

He disappeared without a trace for over thirty years. Did the underworld not have any news about him?

Even a blind man could see that the water inside was deep enough to drown a hundred elephants.

That underworld official was definitely in cahoots with that black hand!

Where did that bastard take those seventy-odd souls?

Domesticated?

Devouring?

Or is it used for some shady business?

Yang Guang reached out and scratched his messy, bird's nest-like hair.

The old man passed away early.

There really wasn't any walkthrough guide for this part!

The staff handbook of the Underworld Agency makes no mention of what to do if the Underworld server is hacked.

But this matter can't be let go!

We absolutely cannot get through!

More than seventy souls!

More than seventy genuine acts of merit!

The more Yang Guang calculated, the more he felt he was losing money, and his heart ached terribly.

of course.

And the steadfast commitment of a Celestial Master!

Whether it's good deeds or professional ethics, this has all been smeared!

Since they were kids, Yang Guang had never suffered such a great loss!

He clenched his fists.

The knuckles made an extremely crisp cracking sound.

He gritted his teeth, forcing each word out from between them: "You really don't treat me, the last Celestial Master, like a cadre, do you?"

"You bastards, just you wait!"

"Don't let me find out your secrets."

"Otherwise, I'll make you cough up everything you've taken, with interest!"

"Stripping them of their bones and skin is the least of their worries!"

The thorn is now completely embedded in the flesh.

If it's not pulled out, he'll suffer for the rest of his life.

Just then, a rustling sound came from the side.

Yang Guang turned his head.

Er Lengzi was now squatting obediently on the bluestone slab a few steps away.

That innate air of foolishness has completely vanished.

Two heterochromatic eyes, one blue and one gold, stared intently at the empty space where the Road to the Underworld had disappeared.

The ears stood straight up.

My back is very tense.

Even its tail, which usually wags like a propeller, now hangs obediently on the ground.

Although this silly dog ​​has a low IQ, its survival instincts as a wild animal are extremely sharp.

It had clearly sensed the oppressive force of that terrifying power from before.

Yang Guang took a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions and scanned the group of white marble tombstones.

The entire cemetery was deserted.

After scanning several times, I noticed a semi-transparent figure squatting there with its butt sticking out, its hands tightly covering its face.

The ghost curled up into a ball, feeling extremely insecure.

That silhouette is so distinctive.

Who else could it be but Zhou Laoliu!

This old sea king, who swept through the underworld, is now employing the ultimate technique of self-deception.

I don't look at this world.

Then the world will not see me.

As long as I cover my face, I am just a transparent stone.

Yang Guang strode over in annoyance, stopped behind that protruding transparent buttock, and raised his right foot.

He kicked Zhou Laoliu in the backside...