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this moment.

Lin Fan couldn't calm down anymore.

Although he is used to seeing ghosts.

But this kind of yin god that exists in legends.

It was really the first time seeing him!

I couldn't help being shocked for a while!

The three grieving ghosts finally woke up.

Seeing this, he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul on the spot.

His face paled.

Lie on the ground, not daring to move, not even to tremble.

after all.

in this world.

I'm afraid there are no ghosts who are not afraid of Bai Wuchang.

This is definitely their nemesis!

"Yin Shuai, save me, I'm dying!"

The Yin soldier shouted at Bai Wuchang for help excitedly.

"Hmph, as a ghost soldier of the underworld, to be treated like this by a mere mortal, the face of the underworld is really embarrassing for you!"

Bai Wuchang glanced at Yin Bing, and said angrily.

"This... you can't blame me for this. Who would have thought that this kid would have a Soul Requiem Coffin in his hand. Even if I try my best, I am no match for him!"

Yin Bing said with an aggrieved face.

"Oh?"

Only then did Bai Wuchang's eyes notice the soul-repressing coffin on Yin Bing's body, and he jokingly said, "The soul-repressing coffin? It's interesting!"

Words fall.

He turned to look at Lin Fan directly.

a time.

Lin Fan felt that the pressure on his body suddenly became stronger, and he was almost out of breath.

terrible!

Sure enough, he is indeed one of the top ten handsome men in the underworld.

This strength.

I'm afraid that even the strongest of the heaven ranks are like ants in front of him.

"Young man, is this soul coffin yours?"

Bai Wuchang asked.

He always had a smile on his face.

But in conjunction with his pale face and the long red tongue that had already reached his chest.

No matter how you look at it, this smile feels weird.

Creepy.

"its mine!"

Lin Fan said.

At this moment, except for his five sense organs, he can move.

I can't move my limbs, and I can't even nod my head if I want to.

"Being able to obtain the approval of the soul coffin, it seems that you are not an ordinary mortal!"

Bai Wuchang nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly changed the topic, glared at Lin Fan, and said in a serious tone: "However, interfering with the underworld to arrest evil spirits, and attacking and hurting my underworld yin soldiers, you know, this is What kind of crime?"

"I don't know what the charges are, but I know that these three ghosts have grievances on their bodies. They can obviously wash away the grievances on their bodies and reincarnate as humans again, but if they are taken away by your ghost soldiers tonight, then they will I will not be able to reincarnate forever, so of course I can't just stand by and do nothing!"

Lin Fan said seriously.

"Hehe, whether there is any grievance, whether it is reincarnation, or whether the soul is scattered, all of these are up to my government, and it is not up to you, a little mortal, to intervene!"

Bai Wuchang shook his head with a disdainful smile, and said coldly: "For the sake of your first offender, I will not take your life tonight, and lose 20 years of your lifespan as a punishment. I hope you will take care of yourself in the future, don't Relying on the ability to channel Yin, you dare to meddle in the affairs of our underworld!"

Words fall.

Bai Wuchang swung the mourning stick in his hand, and was about to whip towards Lin Fan's body.

See this scene.

Lin Fan's complexion changed drastically.

If this is drawn.

The 20-year Yangshou is gone!

No, absolutely can not sit still!

this moment.

Lin Fan also didn't care whether he was Bai Wuchang's opponent, so he immediately gave an attack command to the soul coffin!

a time.

The soul-suppressing coffin radiated brightly, flew up from Yin Bing's body, and went straight to hit Bai Wuchang.

See here.

Bai Wuchang smiled coldly, his eyes filled with disdain: "Although your Soul Requiem Coffin can naturally restrain evil things, it's a pity that I have already left this category!"

The voice just fell.

The mourning stick in its hand was directly drawn on the soul coffin.

"Buzz!"

The originally dazzling light on the surface of the Soul Requiem Coffin instantly dimmed.

And Lin Fan, as the master, received the painful emotions of the Soul Requiem Coffin in his mind.

"Get out!"

Accompanied by Bai Wuchang, a cold drink sounded.

The soul coffin is like a mouse meeting a cat.

It no longer had the crushing momentum it had before, and instantly became smaller, flying back into Lin Fan's pocket!

See this scene.

Lin Fan was dumbfounded.

To know.

Ever since he obtained the treasure of the soul coffin.

Once displayed.

Those are all able to easily crush opponents, and they are always beneficial.

This is the first time to suffer such a big loss.

The soul-suppressing coffin was beaten back to its original shape and hid back.

Even at this moment, he, the master, issued an order to the Soul Requiem Coffin.

There was no response from the soul coffin.

This is obviously frightened by Bai Wuchang!

so horrible!

Is this the terrifying power of the Yin God of Hell?

"Now, is there anything else you can use?"

Bai Wuchang looked at Lin Fan and asked with a sneer.

Lin Fan gritted his teeth.

By now.

He is really helpless.

no way.

The difference in strength is simply too great.

After all, he is just a mortal now.

In the secular world, it may be possible to walk sideways.

But for the existence of Bai Wuchang's level.

Even if you put everything together, it will be of no avail!

Only obediently accept their fate and wait for death!

"Since there is no one, then accept the punishment. Originally, I planned to only lose 20 years of your lifespan, but you just tried to suppress me with the soul coffin, so now I decided to increase the punishment, and I will directly detain you for 60 years. When your lifespan is exhausted and you arrive at the underworld, I will arrange ghost messengers to treat you properly!"

Bai Wuchang sneered grimly.

The voice fell.

He directly raised the mourning stick in his hand.

a time.

A faint white light radiated from the surface of the mourning stick.

A breath of death was released from it.

Although Bai Wuchang hadn't whipped the mourning stick yet.

Just this breath.

It already made Lin Fan's soul tremble.

Finished!

It seems that I really have to explain here tonight.

60-year lifespan.

Although it would not end up on the spot.

But after the deduction is over, he is already an old man in his 80s.

What's the difference between dying and dying?

Even in good health.

Just live a few more years at most.

not to mention.

After being beaten by Bai Wuchang's mourning stick, how could his health be any better?

thought here.

Lin Fan's eyes were full of despair.

"I hope you will remember the lesson tonight, take it as a warning, and never do it again!"

After Bai Wuchang finished speaking, he directly waved the mourning stick in his hand.

I saw the mourning stick in mid-air, rapidly growing in size and length at a speed visible to the naked eye, and came straight to beat Lin Fan.

It was about to hit Lin Fan's body in the next moment.

Yet at this moment.

When the mourning stick was only a few centimeters away from Lin Fan's body.

Bai Wuchang stopped suddenly, looked at Lin Fan with a strange expression, his eyes were full of surprise...