He is greedy for life and afraid of death, so he uses spiritual cultivation and demonic cultivation as a shield.

Even here in the Netherworld, two people were pushed into the ghost's mouth by him.

Such a coward could actually be the young master of their Netherworld realm.

Compared to Di Ming, who was at his peak in the Spring and Autumn Period of the Extreme Region, and the heir who was only seven years old but was treated differently by the Demon Lord.

If they were demon lords, they wouldn't marry their daughters to such people.

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads in disappointment.

Even Yu Chen's attitude towards Yin Yuanyi became increasingly cold and impatient.

Yin Yuanyi was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were about to explode.

He gritted his teeth and glared at Mu Liuyun, and said through the message: "This is what you said. Seeing their heavy casualties, I am reaping the benefits?!"

Mu Liuyun smiled softly: "Don't worry, young master! Hasn't the show started yet?"

He slowly stretched out his hand and handed a small black porcelain bottle to Yin Yuanyi: "Young master, just pour the contents of this bottle onto the two dead ghosts quietly. I promise, you will be rewarded soon."

As you wish.”

Yin Yuanyi took the bottle and looked at it suspiciously.

There are no spiritual energy fluctuations or traces of runes on it.

It's like, it's just an ordinary porcelain vase.

Yin Yuanyi frowned: "What is this?"

"Haha, I told you, this is a good thing that can make the young master's wishes come true."

Yin Yuanyi glanced outside the barrier.

At this time, more and more ghosts fell from the cracks.

The land is almost completely filled with dense vegetation.

Even under the abyss, ghosts fall down from time to time.

But the strange thing is that there is nothing around the bodies of the two fourth-level ghosts.

Those low-level ghosts seemed to be afraid of something and naturally took a detour.

Yin Yuanyi said unhappily: "Why don't you pour it yourself?"

There were so many ghosts outside that he didn't even want to get out of the Formless Formation.

Mu Liuyun curled his lips mockingly.

This kind of idiot would have some effect if it weren't for his special status.

He didn't even want to deal with it.

There was no emotion on his face, and his smile was still gentle and gentle, "If you are worried about being haunted by ghosts, young master, you only need to take this elixir that temporarily hides your aura."

Mu Liuyun took out a small pill and handed it to Yin Yuanyi.

There was a hint of confusion in the low voice: "Both the Extreme Realm and the Demons look down on you so much and humiliate you so unscrupulously. Young Master, don't you want to push them into hell with your own hands, and then stand aside and admire them?

Weeping bitterly and howling in despair?"

Yin Yuanyi's eyes suddenly became blurred and resentful, and he murmured: "That's right! I want to push them into hell with my own hands! I want them to know the consequences of offending me, Yin Yuanyi."

He swallowed the elixir in one gulp, held the porcelain bottle in his hand tightly, and quietly left the barrier under the cover of Mu Liuyun.

…

"The Dabei Temple is located in the far east. How could Master Jingyuan come to the southwest?"

"Amitabha." Jingyuan smiled slightly, with a bit of nostalgia on his handsome face, "The poor monk heard about the senior brother and came here to look for him."

Chang Lao was startled when he heard this.

Everyone knows that Bodhidharma of Dabei Temple had three disciples.

The smallest one is Jingyuan.

The biggest one is the real person in charge of Dabei Temple today [Zen Master Shanhui].

But the second disciple’s name [Wuche] disappeared many years ago.
Chapter completed!