After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

So at the end of the day, he still has to go back to the day he died.

Di Yuan, Judge, he has gone through all of these, and he still has to go to the time when the city is broken.

Zuo Zuo, Tan Chi, Xi Bei, Ai Shui, Hao Wan, they all remember that day.

The underground seal was lifted, and the alien beasts came out in full force, not only destroying the streets of Ten Thousand Ghosts' Cave, but also disturbing Wuwang City.

The four of them guarded one side, and Xie Bi'an accompanied Xie Bi'an to sit in the center.

If they want to cause harm to the world, these guys have to break through the seal of Wuwang City.

This is also the reason why the judge came to Xie Bi'an to negotiate with Xie Bi'an even after he had the reward and punishment pen - Xie Bi'an connected himself with the city, as long as he was there, things under the formation would never leave Wuwang City for half a step.

It's just that it makes me feel sorry for the three thousand evil spirits living in Wuwang City. The residences built by spending time and energy grabbing resources, together with the order in the city that Xie Bi'an managed to establish with great difficulty, will one day be overturned and overthrown by the big guys underground.

The divine beasts of the past were all infected by evil spirits, lost their brilliance, and turned into ferocious beasts with only the instinct of biting.

Climb up one by one from the streets of Ten Thousand Ghosts' Cave.

Right now there is no change in the city, probably because the things under the tiankeng haven’t climbed to the top yet, Xie Bian thought of the scene where the big ghosts from all over the world were stationed that day, so he made a quick decision—go to the cave of ten thousand ghosts.

It is much faster to directly guard the way out of the beasts than to catch them one by one in the city.At that time, Xie Bi'an was discovered too late by the judge's plan, but now that he is in the evil environment, it is never too late.

The big ghost and the little ghost who came out of the ghost king's house rushed to the Tiankeng Ten Thousand Ghost Cave in the west of the city with awe.

Among them, only Zhao Meng did not experience that day.

But it happened to be Zhao Meng who walked the most fearlessly.

"My brother is here, so I'm not afraid."

Old Fan smiled happily, and tightly squeezed Xie Bian's fingertips: "So for Zhao Meng, you have to eat well and live longer."

Eat well and eat some meat.Fan Wujiu said this tens of thousands of times.

"I'll work hard." Xie Biannu gave a not-so-perfunctory smile, and turned towards Fan Wujiu and Zhao Meng.

Pull off the cumbersome large and small gold chains around his neck from left to right and throw them away, move his hands and feet, and prepare for a big fight.

The others were also in the same posture, and after getting ready, they looked at Xie Bian in unison.

They are big ghosts with great supernatural powers, but they can only explode with greater power under the driving of the ghost king.

They are waiting for Xie Bian to recite the curse of controlling ghosts.

Xie Bian couldn't help feeling uneasy, how terrible the things below must be to make these guys who are rampant underground think that they are not capable enough.

After all, he has only driven little ghosts such as Zhao Meng, followed Fan Wujiu for thousands of years, and was as glorious as a ghost king. He has never been manipulated by anyone like a puppet.

But the eyes that looked at Xie Bian left and right were full of willingness.

"What are you doing, can't you leave Mrs. Xiao Xie one by one?"

Fan Wujiu saw the hesitation on Xie Bian's face, pretended to be harsh and reprimanded the ghosts, and even kicked the left and right buttocks to vent his anger.

Xie Bian knew that they were expecting him to return to the old days, but he was not sure if he could live up to their expectations.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about them."

Lao Fan just laughed and drove those ghosts away to guard the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave with a disgusted look, and stayed by Xie Bian's side.

Xie Bian was so tall that he was already on the same level as Fan Wujiu's eyebrows. Standing on tiptoe, he could easily kiss the old hooligan's cheek. With his soft lips printed on it, he could feel the warmth under Fan Wujiu's cold flesh soul.

Naturally, the old hooligan would not let Xie Bian go easily like this, he just wrapped the child tightly in his arms, and teased him with a meaningful smile: "Huh? Why did you kiss me all of a sudden? Brother Xie, what did you do wrong?" ?"

"No... no."

No matter how close he is, Xie Bian can still be easily provoked by the few words of the old hooligan to make his cheeks burn.

Strange to say, after coming up from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, Fan Wujiu's whole body became warm, making people feel comfortable hugging him and unwilling to let go.

Xie Bian rubbed his chin on Fan Wujiu's shoulder and murmured, "Fan Wujiu, you can't hide it from me."

He thought of how uncomfortable this person must have been during those years when he kept it from Fan Wujiu, and he became selfish in his heart.

Be stricter than others and more lenient than yourself.

"Okay." Fan Wujiu's voice was slightly hoarse, and he spoke slowly after careful consideration.

Xie Bian was afraid that he might not be sure, so he raised his head, stared at the old rascal's deep eyes, and said solemnly: "If you lie to me, we will break it off once and for all."

Master Xiao Xie was always unreasonable in front of the old rascal, and the old rascal had nothing to do, he agreed to everything, and did not let go of the child until all the difficulties in Xie Bian's heart were relieved.

"Let's go, it's time."

An unfathomable smile appeared on Lao Fan's face again, causing Xie Bian to be in a daze, not knowing when he was talking.

It took Xie Bian a long time to realize that this time was about the maximum they could delay.

If the two of them stay together for a while longer, maybe the money-grubbing ghost will be swept away by the wind like his golden chain and disappear without a trace.

Xie Bian solemnly shook Fan Wujiu's hand.

"it is good."

……

Zhao Meng was already used to seeing the faces of death left and right, and when he saw the copper coin sword again, his heart still trembled.

Among all the dead ghosts, only Ai Shui's is normal.

The sleepy ghost's skin is frighteningly white, and it seems that the slender bones can be seen through it.

Zhao Meng followed Ai Shui, watching the five of them seal the tiankeng.

He is different from the others. After Zhao Meng reincarnated as a human, he didn't spend much time in Wuwang City, and he couldn't freely show his death like left and right. He wanted to become a big ghost. Zhao Meng needed him Thank you Bian for your help.

Different from the seals laid by the old gods on the ground, the seals on the left and right of them above the tiankeng are black and full of black mist, so they can't see clearly the situation of the ghost cave below.

But everyone knows that Lao Tao and his persimmon tree died in that catastrophe.

While the ghosts were trying to strengthen it, something began to hit the seal under the tiankeng, and cracks appeared in the weakest part of the middle.

The past is a foregone conclusion, and all they can do is stop it for a moment.

Zhao Meng closed his eyes, imitating Xie Bian's way of summoning the police whip, and tried to summon the cane his brother snatched for him.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and the tip of his nose turned red from exertion. After trying dozens of times, Zhao Meng suddenly found a trick.

Then a small wooden stick appeared in his hand, Zhao Meng grabbed it firmly, and hurried to the gap between Ai Shui and Hao Wan, to bless the seal with his weak strength.

The color of the black seal deepened, and some small cracks were filled, and Zhao Meng put Gao Xuan's heart down.

But this improved situation didn't last long. Zhao Meng obviously felt strenuous, because the number of things underground was increasing and their strength was getting stronger and stronger. If this continued, they would soon be unable to hold on.

Master Fan and Xie Bian are still missing.

Zhao Meng couldn't figure out why Lord Fan, who always knew the general situation, would drag his brother over at this time, but the voice in his heart told him that there was a reason for everything.

For example, he changed from Di Yuan to Zhao Meng.

For example, Zuo You likes to hear him called "Brother Zuo".

Finally, at the last moment when all the ghosts could persist, Fan Wujiu's voice came from the wilderness.

"Let them out."

It is an inevitable outcome for the strange beast to come out of the nest, Fan Wujiu does not want to lose a few ghost generals because of this.

Master Wuchang gave an order, and the black seal slowly split from the center.

A black flood dragon rushed out at the head.It used to be auspicious like the unicorn on the ground, but now its gleaming golden scales have all turned black, and evil spirits are bubbling under the black scales, and the five dragon claws have lost all their flesh, leaving only the same black-blue skeleton and knuckles.

As soon as the dragon came out of the hole, it attacked Xie Bian. Before the dragon's beard could touch Xie Bian, his body was blocked by a black scythe with a sharp blade in front of him.

Fan Wujiu picked up the tiger sickle with one hand and pointed it at the dragon's back.

"An'an, watch out, I'll teach you how to make this big guy!"

After finishing speaking, Fan Wujiu rushed towards Jiaolong with the curse on the black scythe, but with one swing and one slash, his dragon horn and a bone claw were broken.

Jiaolong retreated in pain, Fan Wujiu took advantage of the victory and pursued him step by step. After thirteen moves, he slashed at the seven feet of the dragon's body.The dragon lost its energy as if discouraged, its body fell, and the dragon's eyes, which were like beads, were gouged out by the tiger sickle.

Jiaolong fell to the bottom of the pit and returned to the sealed and dirty land, with no chance of resurrection.

But in an instant, Fan Wujiu took the life of a dragon.

In the past few years, Mr. Wuchang walked the world and did such a job, not to mention that these things in the evil realm are just phantoms.

Seeing that the second black phoenix bird was about to fly out of the ghost cave along the crack, Fan Wujiu leaned on the tiger scythe and stood out of nowhere, turned his head and smiled at Xie Bian nonchalantly: "Would you like to try it, it might be better than your whip It's fun!"

The most majestic Tiger Sickle, the head of the eighteen evil spirit weapons of the underworld, is just a plaything in his description.

As long as Xie Bian likes it.

"of course."

Xie Bian got up and flew to Fan Wujiu's side, let the old hooligan wrap his arms around his body, and was taught how to use the tiger scythe hand in hand.

The spiritual power is poured into the arms and waist, and only when you hold it firmly can you swing it hard.

Under Fan Wujiu's guidance, Xie Bian swung the first scythe, easily cutting off Fengniao's neck.

Before the headless phoenix fell into the deep pit, its body disappeared like smoke and dust.

"Very good," the old hooligan patted Xie Bian's forearm approvingly, "You do it, I'll watch."

After speaking, he let go of his hands and feet completely, and flew to a place not far from Xie Bian to watch.

Those who held the seal received Master Fan's order and released the third evil beast.

It was a mysterious tortoise several feet in length, and the cracks in the tortoise shell were full of foul smell, worse than the previous two.

But Xie Bian was holding the tiger scythe, but he felt as if Fan Wujiu was by his side, and he dealt with it with ease, allowing the tortoise's shell to rip apart and hit the body of the unsealed beast below.

"continue."

Fan Wujiu clapped his hands, but did not go up to help, and let Xie Bian fight freely.

So Xie Bian, who had just learned a new magic weapon, flexed his legs recklessly.

He is no longer the weak young man who was out of breath a few months ago when he cut a little devil with a tiger scythe. He has the surging spiritual energy sent by Fan Wujiu in his body, and he has the ability and strength of the past.

Until now, he can be regarded as a ghost king who can stand side by side with Fan Wujiu.

Fan Wujiu stood with arms folded, counting for Xie Bian who kept killing monsters.

One, two, three, four, five...

The number finally stopped at seventeen. Xie Bian's forehead was dripping with sweat. Fan Wujiu flew over from a distance, and took over the tiger scythe that he was about to swing again.

Seventeen...

Xie Bian vaguely remembered that the number of strange beasts they killed in Wuwang City in their previous life was also seventeen.

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