The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

Qing Wu had extremely complicated feelings when she heard that old man Qingdi would no longer exist.

"Is there no way to have the best of both worlds? Sacrificing him in exchange for the growth of the four of us doesn't make much money from this deal."

Fan You shook his head. Seeing this, Qing Wu was silent for a moment and said nothing more.

The arrow has already been released. There is no point in saying more. We should seize the time.

Qing Wu rolled up her sleeves and stared at Fan You provocatively: "Come on, how do you want to fight?"

"You are so fragile now, can you withstand a slap from me?"

"Father~"

Hearing Qing Wu's call of "Father", a smile spread across Fan You's eyes. His expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand and Qing Wu's expression changed slightly.

Her Judge's Pen, Qingming Lamp and even the Iris Ghost Seal all flew out from her body and floated to Fan You's side.

Qing Wu blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled: "Interesting, old man, this trick of yours is something I didn't learn secretly, how did you do it?"

"How come you are so fragile and strong now?"

Fan You: "Your way of fighting is too reckless, relying entirely on the strength of your own soul, but you haven't dug deep enough into your own source of power, and you haven't refined it enough."

If any other ghost had said this to Qing Wu, Qing Wu would have probably stepped on him.

But when it came to Fan You, Qing Wu said nothing.

She had always felt puzzled in the past. Although old man Fan You was the first ghost born after the appearance of the underworld, she was incarnated from the consciousness of the underworld. However, from childhood to adulthood, she had never won a fight with Fan You.

"I can't withstand your punch now, Shasha, I am not your opponent."

Fan You chuckled and said, "It's you."

"I died too early to teach you this lesson. Fortunately, it's not too late now."

When Fan You's voice fell, Qing Wu saw him make a seal with his hands that she had never seen before. The next moment, Qing Wu saw the abyss appear behind Fan You and the rolling yellow springs.

The scenes of the underworld converge, stretching for tens of millions of miles from Fengdu City down to Luofeng Mountain, passing the Ten Palaces of Yama to the myriad hells of all sizes.

The scenes of the underworld all appeared behind Fan You, and Qing Wu saw a pair of familiar ghost eyes.

The Four Ghost Emperors, the Ten Kings of Hell, the day and night ghosts...all the ghosts were staring at her.

All eyes were focused and all strength gathered into a black shadow. The iris ghost seal fell on the shadow's brow. In an instant, the shadow solidified, and the red skirt wrapped around the body like freshly peeled human skin. The shadow held a lantern in the left hand and a pen in the right hand, standing in front of Fan You.

Fan You: "This shadow ghost was transformed by the underworld using the power of your soul. Now your soul power is all on it, Shashasha..."

Fan You paused, and couldn't help laughing: "Be careful, you're going to get beaten."

"You are gloating over other people's misfortune, right, Lao Dong--" Qing Wu's scolding had not yet ended when the shadow ghost approached with an ink knife in his hand.

Qing Wu's body leaned back until it was almost level with the mirror, and the ink knife narrowly passed over her nose. The next moment, a terrifying pressure came crashing down. It was the Ghost King Mountain formed by the Iris Ghost Seal that pressed down from above her head.

Qing Wu rolled sideways to avoid it, but the wall of fire created by the Qingming Ye Fire surrounded her again. Countless soul-binding chains emerged from under the mirror, trying to entangle her.

The murderous intent all around her instantly overwhelmed her.

The next moment, the red lotus fire suddenly appeared and exploded everything.

The shadow ghost retreated five meters, and Qing Wu's figure reappeared. Her skirt was burning with flames, her hair was disheveled, and she looked a little dishevelled. The smile on her face was excited and a little crazy.

"Using my spear to attack my shield, it's very interesting."

"But taking away my spiritual power doesn't mean you can learn my Red Lotus Karma Fire." Qing Wu looked at Fan You: "Father, this thing you made doesn't have much room for improvement."

Fan You smiled but said nothing.

The next moment, Qing Wu saw the shadow ghost take a step forward and a red lotus appeared under his feet.

She raised her eyebrows, hmm...

Fan You: "It knows everything you can do."

"Whatever you learn, it can learn immediately. It is your strength."

Qing Wu looked at him expressionlessly: "You could have said this earlier."

Fan You: "I told you long ago that you were going to get beaten."

Countless red lotuses collided with each other, and in the chaos, Qing Wu was punched in the corner of the mouth.

She instantly flew into a rage: "This bastard actually hit me in the face! He definitely didn't learn this from me!"

"Damn it! Keep hitting my face!"

"Father! Old man! Fan You!!"

"This thing... ahhh! It's despicable! I'm angry!!"

Fan You sat in the distance and watched the daughter -in -law who was beaten.

……

Another place is in the mirror.

Mi Yan touched his bald head and his whole body was shaking.

Emperor Xuan held a large bundle of peacock feathers in his hand, which he tied into a large and cool feather fan. "I saw you swinging a feather fan around before. You really deserve a beating."

"But your fan made of bird feathers is pretty nice."

Emperor Xuan waved his feather fan, with black qi swirling around him. He stared at Mi Yan with ill intentions: "I forgot to tell you that where my black qi passes, no grass will grow."

Mi Yan tensed up: "What do you mean?"

Emperor Xuan laughed in an extremely evil tone: "What I mean is, if you don't dodge quickly in the next round, you will become a bald chicken and have no hair forever!"

Mi Yan:!!!

A peacock can die, but it cannot be bald!!

"Shao Heng! I'll fuck your ancestors!!"

Xuan Shaoheng's ancestor Emperor raised his eyebrows and looked at the image of Mingwang that appeared behind Mi Yan.

The peacock was pure white and magnificent, but the top of its head was bald, like grass that had been cut flat by a sickle, and it was very bald.

Layer upon layer of golden bodies were stacked up, totaling twelve layers, making the appearance of the Mingwang Dharma King look both imposing and noble.

Emperor Xuan stroked his chin, threw away the feather fan he had just tied, and smiled brightly: "Sure enough, the peacock's tail feathers are the most beautiful."

Mi Yan's face twitched and she suddenly felt her butt was cold.

At this moment, he sincerely wanted to say something to all the women in the world: when looking for a man, you really have to check your ancestors for three, four, five, six, seven, eight generations!

Otherwise you will never know how perverted the other person’s ancestors were!

……

boom.

Yun Zheng didn’t know how many times he had been knocked down.

His face was bruised and swollen, and it was almost unrecognizable from his original appearance. Before he could even get up from the ground, countless vines came whipping at him.

If the whip hit him hard, he would either be turned into a top or into a noodle.

But it was difficult for Yun Zheng to get up at this moment, as his Hongmeng Bone Sword had been blown away to who knows where.

Taiyi stood on the towering tree, looking down coldly, as if the person being beaten was not his own son.

At the critical moment, a flower flew out of Yun Zheng's arms.

Yun Zheng's pupils widened, and the flower suddenly transformed into the shadow of a delicate and innocent goddess. The little goddess stood in front of Yun Zheng and said angrily: "Don't bully the stupid Zheng! Otherwise, I will eat you!"

The little goddess bit the vine and her cheeks immediately swelled up like a hamster. Before she could swallow it, more vines came.

The little goddess chewed and chewed frantically, and when she saw more vines coming, she panicked and turned around to hug Yun Zheng to help him block them.

The next moment, she was pulled into a hot embrace. The man held her and rolled to the side quickly. Yun Zheng was whipped several times, and strength burst out from his body from somewhere.

"Hongmeng!"

The Hongmeng Bone Sword flew through the air and blocked the attack of the vines.

Yun Zheng finally had time to catch his breath, and roughly pressed the little goddess' head into his arms: "Who told you to come out! Turn yourself back into a flower and stay here obediently!"

Miaofa cried out in surprise, her mouth full. She finally swallowed the vine. She pushed Yun Zheng's hand away, looked at him, and her eyes suddenly filled with tears.

"Wow... Stupid Zheng, you are... wow... so ugly now! Oh!"