Chapter 383: Destroy the Palace of King Chujiang!

He was old and weak, and his speed was not fast. Once he entered the underworld, his immortal spirit was completely sealed and he could not hold on.

Like other ordinary people, he struggled to survive under the millstone.

And most wronged souls and evil spirits would be shattered after being crushed by the millstone, but Youchao Zangqing was different. He was not fast enough, and he could not escape countless times of grinding.

But because his soul was extremely strong, he would not die.

This kind of despair is hard to imagine. Youchao Zangqing did not roar at all. He hunched under the millstone, his temples were white, his body was stained with blood, and he was extremely desolate.

There were also countless evil spirits beside him, constantly devouring his soul to strengthen themselves.

Even though some of these evil spirits had their legs and half of their bodies crushed by the millstone, they still rushed towards Youchao Zangqing frantically.

Here, Youchao Zangqing is a great treasure. The soul of the Pure Yang Golden Immortal contains a whole nine thousand years of immortal spirit of the peach.

This scene made Su Changqing's eyes surge with anger. He grabbed with one hand, and the golden palace above his head opened wide, shining with golden light, carefully collecting Youchao Cangqing's soul into it.

"My Lord, I have released it, please forgive me..." King Chujiang looked at Su Changqing, bowed and knelt, and said in a trembling voice.

At this moment, he did not have any confidence of the King of Hell, only the trembling in his heart.

"Want to die, how can it be so easy!" Su Changqing looked at King Chujiang with extreme indifference, and stretched out his palm lightly.

The dark and endless sky of the underworld suddenly gathered countless dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun, coming from all directions.

Crack!

A purple divine thunder struck down, accurately and directly into the top of King Chujiang's head. The next moment, his body was like a mirror, shattered into pieces, and he could no longer move at all.

Su Changqing said nothing, and with one finger he passed, another divine thunderbolt came out. In a short moment, thirty-six purple thunderbolts fell from the sky, turning into an eight-sided thunder cage, locking King Chujiang inside.

He was locked by thirty-six purple thunderbolts, his face was pale, and it was difficult for him to utter any words. He could only look at Su Changqing pleadingly, hoping that the other party would spare his life.

Su Changqing landed in front of King Chujiang, staring at him in the cage, and said coldly:

"Do you know who this person is?"

"He is my teacher, Su Changqing!"

There were countless underworld officials around, and no one dared to move. They trembled as they watched this scene.

"Teacher? King Chujiang has really caused big trouble this time!"

"Don't say that our underworld has long been out of the jurisdiction of Ziwei Heaven. Even before, we didn't dare to provoke Thunder God at will." Zhong Kui's face was bitter, and he scolded King Chujiang for being greedy.

Originally, Youchao Cangqing could at least be a Yin commander or a judge if he entered the palace of King Chujiang. However, because he coveted the 9,000-year-old peaches and disliked Youchao, he suffered the disaster today!

"How will he deal with us?" Youchao said with a pale face.

Su Changqing caught King Chujiang and suddenly turned his head, staring at the many Yin officials in the underworld with cold eyes, and his murderous intention was obvious.

All the Yin officials trembled, as if they were stared at by a prehistoric beast, and their scalps were numb.

"He is not angry, he wants to kill all of us Yin officials to avenge Youchao!"

Zhong Kui reacted the fastest and turned around and fled in an instant, not daring to hesitate.

"Can you escape?"

Su Changqing took a step coldly, thousands of miles away, but he arrived in an instant and landed in front of the fleeing Yin officials.

His eyes were red as blood, and the cross-shaped pupils flashed, sweeping over everyone. Two rays of light shuttled through the void, like the Purple Sky Immortal Sword, and the cross crossed the sky.

Two became four, four sides eight, eight became sixteen, countless thunders were densely intertwined in the air, turning into a thunder net.

The big net was cast down, and all the immortals and gods in the Chujiang Palace were caught in it.

"Immortal Lord, it has nothing to do with us!" Meng Po knelt on the ground, black smoke rose from her body, and she wailed in pain.

This is a big net intertwined by thunder. If they are in it, I am afraid that time will soon disappear.

Su Changqing did not respond at all, grabbed the big net with one hand, turned around and left.

How could the King of Chujiang target Youchao Cangqing himself? It was all these Yin officials who controlled the stone mill, grinding Youchao Cangqing's soul countless times, bit by bit, draining the immortal spirit of his nine thousand years of peaches.

There is one here, one by one, Su Changqing will not let any of them go!

The sky was fissioning, and the King of Hell and the Ghost Emperor had discovered something was wrong with the Chujiang Palace, and were coming from a very far distance to kill.

Su Changqing stared at it, opened his mouth and shouted, and a golden light that shook the universe burst out, shattering everything.

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