The ghast is almost insane.

It could only watch helplessly, and because of Yan Hebai's intervention, his godhead was finally taken away.

The ghostly aura spread wantonly.

In desperation, it plans to die with everyone.

"It's not good, he's full of qi, and I share the same qi with me." Yan Hebai said.

Speaking of it, it is a clone of the Son of Heaven who was formed after the little beggar suffered the most profound pain.

If it didn't go too far against Son of Heaven's disposition, it would occupy the position of Son of Heaven and dominate the underworld, no matter how many years it would have been, no one would have discovered it.

The reason why it can take away half of the godhead belonging to the Yin Emperor is because it is the evil spirit of the Yin Emperor.

Now he can only be forced to abandon that half of the godhead, because it is just the ghost of the emperor of the underworld.

It looked at Yan Hebai, whose two godheads were constantly merging, as if looking at an enemy.

And it itself is like a lunatic without clothes on the street.

It was the same as when I was driven and beaten on the street in those years.

"You made me up, why do you want to hurt me like this." It asked.

"Isn't your Yin Division the most concerned about karma? Why did I not do anything and make me suffer so much!"

Its roar affected the surging ghost energy.

Those ghost qi lurked into the earth veins.

The displacement circle 100 years ago vibrated almost at the same moment.

"If no one treats me well, then no one deserves to live!"

It said, paranoid so firmly.

It's just that the formation was arranged by Tang Simi, and Tang Simi's luck was affected the moment the ghost energy invaded.

It's no wonder that when this thing was in the Underworld, it had a connection with Yayoi Tsuchimikado.

Yayoi Tsuchimikado was reborn, and she wanted to go to Qinling to explode the mountain.

It turned out that he had known for a long time that those formations were still useful today, and it was for this evil spirit to prepare for a rainy day.

When Tang Simi frowned slightly, feeling that the luck in her body was beginning to drain, another burst of luck rushed in.

The momentum is majestic, like the Yellow River breaking through, directly dissipating all the ghost energy surging in the formation.

It was Yan Hebai.

When he was a little beggar in his last life, he helped Tang Simi like this once.

Looking at the pale face with evil spirit, Tang Simi said, "Thank you very much."

"It's nothing, I have a responsibility to protect the mountains and rivers, and I want to thank you." Yan Hebai said.

The righteousness belonging to the Yin Division cleans up the universe.

After the aura of the evil spirit was eliminated, its huge body immediately seemed to be sucked out.

The size of the ghast also returned to its original appearance.

It still looks like the beggar.

She was wearing tattered clothes, the wound on her leg was still bleeding, and Tang Simi could see her thin body with bony bones.

Lost the godhead, lost the ghostly energy accumulated for so many years.

It seems that at this moment, it has become that humble little beggar that everyone can bully.

At such a time, it pulled the corners of its mouth and smiled.

It looked at Tang Simi, at Yan Hebai, at those Taoist priests, and felt great fear in his heart.

The beatings and insults, the pain and suffering, seemed to return to him in the next moment.

It's just that at this moment, no one is doing anything to him.

Only Tang Simi said: "Now you know, I still have one godhead left, and you have no godhead."

When Tang Simi said this, she seemed to have no other meaning, just showing off naked.

See, I have a godhead.

Still new, the original is her own.

Tang Simi's cunning appearance remained the same, but she was not the same person who rolled up her sleeves and held a bowl in her hand to feed him hot porridge in the little beggar's memory.

The little beggar was desperate and exhausted, she was just a bowl of porridge for charity.

"I have suffered so much to give you a bowl of porridge as a foreshadowing?" it asked.

Tang Simi said: "There are so many bitter people in the Underworld. When you were pretending to be the Son of Heaven, did you ever hand them a bowl of porridge?"

Did it deliver?

It didn't, and it went the other way, chasing other people's lives closer and making them more sad.

Many ghost messengers surrounded it, and it looked at these familiar faces. The ghost messengers used to obey its orders.

"Detain the ghost first!" The ghost messengers came and went in a hurry.

"Thank you Miss Tang, this evil spirit, we will take it back to the underworld!" Xie Bi'an said, immediately rolled up his sleeves, and left with all the people in the underworld.

It seems that they planned to welcome the Emperor of the Yin Division at the beginning, and they never planned to be king in the underworld.

This can't be blamed on them, who would have thought that the Yin Tianzi, whom they thought had returned to the ruins, would go through the last calamity.To meet a savior like Tang Simi.

However, Tianzi Yin had a glimmer of life, and they didn't expect that Tianzi Yin was unwilling to return to the underworld.

It's a mess...

But now who dares to ask Yan Hebai to go back with them immediately?

It's really the leader picking food, you turn the table.

If you don't want to do it, you can make a resignation report, and you don't have to die like this.

How to deal with the ghosts, the underworld naturally has their laws to follow.

In the crisis of almost falling after ten lifetimes of calamity, Tianzi Yin mentioned that Xuanmen saved Tang Simi's pawn and wanted to fall in love to reward himself, what's wrong?

The vulva opened a bit abruptly this time.

The deterrent is also a bit hasty to leave.

Among other things, for Izumo and others, there is still a bit of consolation.

They almost risked their lives when the vulva was broken, and now they hear about the vulva, and post-stress trauma syndrome.

When you hear Yinmen, you can recall that day, when the sky was full of ghosts, and there were ten deaths and no life.

But this time - child's play!

Those ghost messengers have not been in this world for a long time, and they come and go like a joke.

Everyone doesn't care much.

Isn't it just a joke?They didn't but Tang Simi did!

I don't know why, they are all arrogant, Tang Simi can cultivate a godhead, why can't they.

Most of these are Taoist cultivators, and what they focus on is doing things against the sky.

I control my own life.

If you believe in fate, who will practice Taoism.

Now that Tang Si is in front of them, they only need to follow their own path of cultivation. If things go on like this, who says they can't be among the immortals?

One move by Tang Simi was enough to cheer up the entire Taoist sect.

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