The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

At this time, the negative energy surrounding the King of Hell transformed into a huge Dharma image and stood in front of Jingchen.

Jing Chen put his hands in his sleeves, waiting for him to start. Seeing that he could not wait to rush over waving the judge's pen, he immediately used the Golden Spirit Whip to create a burst of golden light and lightning. It was so fast that it was only a blink of an eye. The golden light made it difficult for the King of Hell to see the person in front of him for a while, and he soon fell into a disadvantage. Jing Chen whipped him with the whip and hit him right on the shoulder!

Even if the whip only had 50% of its spiritual power, no living creature could do anything to it! The King of Hell felt the pain and staggered for a moment, but he quickly stabilized himself and raised his hand to swing the pen, bringing up waves of Yin Qi. The purple whirlwind of the thing seemed to be able to corrode everything swallowed, and petals were splashed around. The petals were slightly touched by the Yin Qi and quickly withered.

This is called 50% spiritual power! ?

Jing Chen dodged away from the whirlwind, casually stretched out his hand and whipped the King of Hell on the waistband of his pants. The whip was like a snake biting, and it actually tied the King of Hell, temporarily preventing him from moving.

He was furious. He raised his hand and pulled at the whip, but it didn't move. He shouted, "What the hell!"

Another reason why he decided to go up in place of Mu Hanxing was that he had just fought with Bai Yan, who also used a pen, in Baijiazhuang and was familiar with the situation. People in their ghost world who used a pen all had some ink on their bodies.

He used up 50% of his spiritual power, and the whip emitted sparks of electricity, causing the King of Hell unbearable pain all over his body. He was so angry that he jumped to his feet and raised his hand to slap the whip. He actually used brute force to break the spell on the Golden Spirit Whip. With a "snap", the Golden Spirit Whip was beaten back by the brute force, and the spiritual light temporarily disappeared and retreated from him.

This couldn't help but shock Jingchen. He was worthy of being the king of the ghost world. He still had some strength.

After getting rid of the whip, the King of Hell began to draw talismans with a pen. In just three or two strokes, countless talismans in the sky had been drawn. The talismans were also spooky and eerie, as if they had consciousness of their own. The words on them automatically turned into eerie smiling faces, laughing, and then flew directly towards Jingchen!

It was this move that seemed to be able to suck out a person's souls and spirits, causing him or her extreme pain!

Jing Chen had just seen this move on the battlefield and was prepared in his heart. He swung the whip wildly in an instant, and a golden shield shone out. All those ghostly talismans were stuck on the shield, and for a moment they could not find a gap to get in and suck people's souls.

The King of Hell has promised to use 50% of his strength. He must be trying his best. If you are hit by this move of his, you will die instantly.

What's the point of talking about gentlemanly ethics with ghosts? Jing Chen sneered, a golden light flashed, and with a "bang", the spiritual power shook away all the ghost talismans flying over!

The King of Hell was stunned, he did not expect that this man had such profound spiritual power. He quickly picked up the pen and drew more ghostly talismans and rushed towards him. A golden light flashed in Jingchen's eyes, and the golden spirit whip in his hand changed from a real object into illusory golden lights. The golden light changed from one to two, from two to four, and from four to eight!

This was all thanks to their fighting with pens. This was a new technique he had learned, specifically for dealing with these paintings.

The Golden Spirit Whip turned into golden rays of light, like exploding fireworks, and each ray of golden light pierced straight through the ghostly talismans flying towards him! It was as if it hit the bull's eye!

All the words on the ghost paintings formed a small formation. If a single ink dot was missing, the formation would be incomplete. The golden lights instantly dispersed and defeated all the formations. The ghost paintings turned into ordinary paper and then gradually dissipated in the sky.

The King of Hell was shocked. He thought that this person must be a genius who could break his magic tricks.

The talismans were all broken and scattered, so whatever he drew with the Judge's Pen would probably be a waste of his spiritual energy.

The Golden Spirit Whip with thousands of golden rays of light returned to its original state, Jingchen also put away the whip, looked at the King of Hell with a serious expression, and signaled to him with his eyes: This is the last courtesy. I have broken your trick and will not attack again. This is considered to be giving you enough face.

The King of Hell was not stupid either. He stroked his black beard and took back his magic power. His huge body returned to its original shape. Although he didn't want to admit it, this man did have some skills. No wonder he threatened to destroy his ghost world. Ha, interesting.

"Forget it, I lose." The King of Hell put away the Judge's Pen. The pain from the electric shock was still faintly felt all over his body, and his entire back was still aching.

Mu Hanxing and Qi Baige were pleasantly surprised when they heard this: "Great, we won!"

"Lord of the ghost world, you must not go back on your word, otherwise it will be more difficult to manage those little ghosts in the future." Jingchen reminded him.

The King of Hell said, "Don't worry, I am not a mean person. I will return the Jiuzhou Ding you asked for."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

The tense string in his mind loosened, and the strength in his body seemed to be removed at this moment. His legs felt a little weak. Thinking about the journey they had taken, they first passed through a strange parallel time and space, separated from each other, and were deceived into Baijiazhuang, where they had a thrilling fight with a group of ghosts. Then they went to Baijiazhuang and the world in the painting, and were exhausted. After resting for less than a moment, they were forced to break into the eighteenth level of hell, which would make people tremble three times just by hearing about it.

Not to mention the fight with Yuegong who suddenly broke in, and now his spiritual power is almost drained out.

But fortunately, the purpose of their trip has been achieved, and the long-lost Jiuzhou Ding... is finally obtained!

"This tripod is a sacred object. I have placed it in another meditation hall. Please follow me." The King of Hell said as he walked forward first.

Several people were extremely tired, but they still caught up quickly. After all, in the ghost world, if you are not careful, you will get lost.

……

The location of the Meditation Hall is not that gloomy.

It is located in a quiet palace in the northern part of the city street.

The hall is luxurious and exquisite, tightly locked with thirty-two shackles and sixty-four sealing talismans. The whole hall is faintly shrouded in purple mist, and the area within a hundred miles is empty and silent. No idle ghosts are allowed to stay around. There is only a team of guarding ghosts deployed near the hall, guarding it strictly for twelve hours.

"This is the Meditation Hall, but you are not allowed to enter. Inside are all treasures hidden in my world. You just wait here." The King of Hell said as he was about to enter the hall.

"Okay, we'll wait here."

Mu Hanxing said this as she led her team to wait at the boundary marked by the guards outside the palace.

"I didn't expect that things would go...smoothly, right?" Qi Baige asked her senior sister in a low voice.

This was not smooth because they were all very powerful, a team full of elites, otherwise one of the links would have died and lived directly in the ghost world.

Mu Hanxing's feet are now blistered. She is so tired that she wants to grab a random male lover to lean on. She just does it as she thinks. She grabs him casually, but she didn't expect... it is Qingxi.