Chapter 378 Find a King of Hell and Torture Him Severely

The Great Emperor of Beiyin is in charge of the six heavens of Luofeng. Under his command, there are five ghost emperors, ten kings of hell, six judges, judges of each hall, ten great ghost generals...more than hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods.

In short, he is much higher than Su Changqing.

If he is surrounded, even Su Changqing will be in danger of death.

But he can find a king of hell, torture him severely, and force him to tell the whereabouts of the Book of Life and Death...

The King of Qin Guang in the first hall, the King of Chu Jiang in the second hall, the King of Song in the third hall, the King of the Coroner in the fourth hall, and the King of Yama in the fifth hall...

This King of Yama is not bad. The monkey was looking for him in the past.

The eight hundred miles of sand sea, rolling yellow sand, a desolate and lonely scene, Su Changqing set foot here alone, and saw no living creatures.

"The underworld is indeed a world of its own, connecting the Naihe Bridge and the 800-mile sand sea, and using the six reincarnations to collect the souls of the entire universe."

Su Changqing did not fly in the clouds, but walked forward on foot, stepping on the yellow sand, and a feeling came into his heart.

This is a feeling that he could not experience in the fourth heaven.

"If there is a chance in the future, I will step into the world and experience all races. I believe there will be a great harvest."

Su Changqing had a smile in his eyes and looked into the distance.

A two-story building is located in the desolate sand sea, crumbling, and the sign on it is engraved with the four words "Huangquan Inn".

"Huangquan Sand Sea, no one is allowed to enter."

Taking a step, Su Changqing landed outside the Huangquan Inn, and his divine eyes swept through everything. There was Meng Po inside, making Meng Po soup.

Anyone who steps into the Naihe Bridge must forget the past and drink Meng Po soup to do it.

This soup is extremely effective, and I'm afraid that ordinary immortals can't bear it.

"Meng Po, bring a bowl." Su Changqing walked over, sat in front of a broken wooden table, and chuckled.

There is Meng Po in all the ten halls of hell. This Huangquan Inn can stand alone on this sea of ​​sand, so there must be no ordinary Meng Po inside.

The owner of the inn is a young Meng Po named Meng Qi, who is very beautiful.

She is dressed in white and is extremely beautiful, but upon closer inspection, she is extremely charming, with a small waist that can't be grasped, swaying and moving.

"Young man, I don't know how you entered the sea of ​​sand? But if a living person in this world enters, he will die!"

Meng Qi stared at the young man in white in front of him and said softly.

She is responsible for swallowing evil spirits. She is the first door to the underworld, the eight hundred miles of sand sea, Huangquan Inn.

The white-clothed monk in front of her is obviously not an ordinary person. She has lived for hundreds of years and has never seen such a handsome person.

"It's okay, let's serve Mengpo soup." Su Changqing tapped the wooden table lightly and chuckled.

Soon, a bowl of Mengpo soup was served, with a strong and tempting aroma. I don't know what it is made of, but it contains a light flow, which is extremely extraordinary.

"After drinking this soup, you can forget all your troubles, memories, love, hatred, and grudges." Meng Qi said.

"If you drink it, you must step on the Naihe Bridge. Even the Pure Yang Golden Immortal cannot escape the sin of Mengpo soup."

Mengpo soup is made of seven kinds of tears...

One drop of raw tears, two cents of old tears, three parts of bitter tears, four cups of regretful tears, five inches of lovesick tears, six cups of sick tears, and seven feet of separation tears...

This eighth taste is a sad tear of Mengpo. Mengpo soup is made of eight tears, removing its bitterness and leaving its sweet fragrance, which spreads a hundred miles and sends people to the afterlife.

Su Changqing smiled softly when he heard it, without any murderous aura, and drank it all in one gulp.

"You..." Meng Qi was shocked when she saw this, but she saw that the other party had no fluctuations, how could he have the intention of passing away? He even licked the tip of his tongue, as if he was still not satisfied and wanted to drink two more bowls.

"Daluo Tianzun?"

Meng Qi's pupils were shocked, and she instantly understood the realm of the white-clothed monk in front of her.

This person sneaked into the underworld, and he must have a big plan!

The next moment, she looked again, and Su Changqing's figure had disappeared from the spot, leaving only the empty bowl.

"Sanqi, hurry up and follow me, the underworld is going to be a big mess." Meng Qi's face was anxious and looked behind.

There was a little girl with bright eyes and white teeth, about thirteen or fourteen years old, delicate and beautiful.

She was little Meng Po, named Sanqi, her clothes were tattered, but her eyes were innocent and cute. She held her chin with both hands, sat next to a large jar, and looked at the flames.

All Meng Po soups come from this jar.

"Mother, didn't you ask me to watch the fire?"

"Silly girl, this guy is not afraid of exposing his whereabouts, he must be here to fight." Meng Qi slapped Sanqi on the head, angrily.

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About an hour later, Su Changqing was about to walk out of the 800-li sand sea, and suddenly his ears moved slightly, looking behind.

At the end of the sand sea, two figures emerged, one in black and one in white, with a thick death aura all around them, and dozens of souls were detained.

"Black and White Impermanence?"

Su Changqing looked at the two with his eyes slightly moving, and the nine-day blue clouds gathered under his feet, turning into a black cloud and falling into the sky.

The underworld has no sky, but there is no end above, there is rolling black fog, black clouds gathered, and suddenly there is an ordinary black cloud, which is not noticeable at all.

After most souls die, they will be pulled by the six reincarnations and fall into this world.

Black and White Impermanence are the Yin officials of the underworld. Holding Yin treasures, they are responsible for detaining those dead souls who do not want to reincarnate and stay in the human world.

During the great calamity of the Journey to the West, Sun Wukong returned from Fangcun Mountain and got drunk with several sworn brothers. This attracted Black and White Impermanence and led them into this world by mistake.

Sun Wukong is a more troublesome person than Nezha. He directly caused a big disturbance in the underworld.

"I wonder which King of Hell is this?"

Su Changqing's heart moved slightly. He didn't necessarily want to find King Yama.

Just change it to another one.

Black and white Wuchang stood on the ground, a man and a woman, and soon led nearly a hundred souls across the three hundred miles of sand sea.

"After all, it's the ghost moon. When all living beings are offering sacrifices to the underworld, we also have incense to eat, but we still have to work." Hei Wuchang sighed.

"After dealing with this group, we're done, waiting for King Yama to distribute the incense."

Bai Wuchang glanced at him and whispered.

Bai Wuchang is extremely beautiful, tall and fair-skinned, but her body is full of deathly aura, which makes people dare not approach her.

Su Changqing stood above, staring at the two of them, checking their life script.

【Name】:Bai Wuchang

[Realm]: Late stage of wandering earthly immortals

[Fate]: Bai Dao Impermanence

[Script]: None

【Favorability】:0

[Recent turning point]: He is a bull-headed horse-faced person with black impermanence. He is responsible for sending souls to the underworld, and is divided into incense and incense in the palace of King Yama...

Later, because Su Changqing made a fuss in the underworld and robbed the book of life and death, he hid it under the King of Hell's table and escaped.

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Name: Hei Wuchang

[Realm]: Late stage of wandering earthly immortals

[Fate]: The underworld is impermanent

[Script]: None

【Favorability】:0

Died in the aftermath of Su Changqing's battle, killed by his cross-eyed eyes, his soul was destroyed by thunder, and his body was left without a trace...

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Su Changqing frowned slightly and stared at these two people. He did not intend to cause trouble in the underworld, let alone snatch the book of life and death.

This situation exceeded his expectations.

The two men, Black and White, obviously didn't know that there was a murderous god above their heads. They had jumped across the sea of ​​sand and arrived outside a hall shrouded in Yin Qi.

This palace is extremely majestic, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles. Next to it is a river as red as blood, with rolling waves.

This river, called the River of Netherworld, is mysterious and unusual, containing strange fluctuations. Su Changqing's eyes flashed, and he saw through the nature of this river.

There are countless corpses at the bottom of the river, which seem to have originated many years ago, and this blood river is made of countless blood, which melts when it enters the water. Even the immortals of life and death, pure Yang golden immortals, cannot last for an hour or three.

"Back then, when the thirty-third heaven was shattered by the battle, the underworld must have also experienced fluctuations, but he was able to protect himself and stay in a corner. He did not experience that world-destroying battle. This Great Emperor of Beiyin is truly an extraordinary person."

Heaven has changed from the thirty-third heaven to the ninth heaven, which is shattered, but the underworld still exists, and the peak combat power has not been lost much.

Su Changqing did not stop along the way and went straight to the Palace of King Yama.

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PS: Hello everyone, I am Xingxing. This book needs to be written about 1.5 million words. You can rest assured to follow it. It will be completed around the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

There is a reason for the collapse of the thirty-third heaven, which can be understood as

After the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West, the way of heaven collapsed and all the saints were gone. The thirty-third heaven turned into fragments one after another, forming the heavens and the worlds.

The Eight Immortals crossed the sea and became the Song Dynasty. All magic began to gradually disappear, and those with great supernatural powers were hidden.

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Although it is difficult to write, I will write it well. If you are interested, you can read the author's old books. You can click on the homepage to read, The Great Emperor of Shaoyang, which is about Journey to the West and Master Monkey.

Love you all......

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