I looked at Xiaolian with red eyes: "We in Liangjietang are never afraid of death. I can watch you kill one by one."

"But remember, if my brother's hand is disabled, you have to use your own hand to repay it."

"My brother's life is gone, you have to take your own life to replace it."

"Shen Youyou. What I'm talking about is your true body, not your current clone!"

Xiaolian's face suddenly changed: "What are you talking about? I don't understand!"

I said in a deep voice: "I said, you are Shen Youyou."

"What you did just now was just to scare me."

"Your method of using the power of ghosts and gods to transmit sounds from the coffin is very clever. However, you forgot one thing. There is no need for ghosts and gods to declare their home to the sorcerer."

"You specifically mentioned, what about me, Shen Youyou? It's a threat to me, but it's also a flaw."

"Also, as a soul, if you insist on giving yourself two more eyes, you just want others to think that you are just an innocent soul controlled by ghosts and gods."

"So, I'm sure that your body is still healing. You can't cure my poison anymore!"

I said with a gloomy look: "Now, you can continue to take action. We, the people of the Two Realms Hall, are free to kill you. As long as you are not afraid of the poison that stabs the gods, that's all."

Shen Youyou's face suddenly became gloomy and uncertain.

The treasure-hunting pavilion master sitting in the cell spoke at this moment: "I really want to know, what is the so-called poison that stings the gods? Maybe, I have a way to detoxify it!"

"Shut up!" Chen Shuyu, who had just been knocked out by Shen Youyou, climbed to the side of the cell at some point and unexpectedly slapped the cell wall with his palm.

The powerful energy burst out from Chen Shuyu's palm hit the treasure-hunting pavilion master in the face through a wall.

Shen Youyou clearly knew that Chen Shuyu had taken action, but had no intention of rescuing the other party. She watched as the treasure-hunting pavilion master's neck was broken in two by the true energy, and his head was pushed into the air by Chen Shuyu's palm.

But I gritted my teeth and looked at the "corpse" of the treasure-hunting pavilion master.

That's a puppet!

What Chen Shuyu used was palm power, not sword energy. It could only crush the opponent's head, instead of cutting off the opponent's head like now. Moreover, there was not even a drop of blood in the broken neck cavity of the Treasure Exploration Pavilion Master. They didn’t come out, so what are they if they’re not puppets?

The treasure-hunting pavilion master's head rolled to the ground and automatically turned to my direction, and said with a bit of teasing: "How about the puppet I dug out from the ancient witch tomb?"

"I have already said that you are Qu Mo's apprentice, and I will not make it easy for you."

"I will come up with a thousand or ten thousand ways to deal with you and make your life worse than death!"

"hey-hey……"

The master of the Treasure Exploration Pavilion couldn't help but sneer and said: "Your Excellency, when Ye Yang broke his arm just now, although Li Po pretended to be as if nothing had happened, the true energy in his body had already begun to circulate. This shows that he cares about Ye Yang's life and death."

"You don't have to listen to his threats. As long as you continue to torture Ye Yang, he will definitely obey!"

Shen Youyou looked at me with cold eyes and said, "I think you can try what he said!"

"Ye, I'll give you time to cut off one of your legs. Of course, you can also choose to cut off your heart."

When Shen Youyou's eyes turned to Ye Yang, the fat man in Lin Zhao's cell suddenly cursed: "Bitch! I can't stand it anymore. As a ghost and god, you are not embarrassed, I will be embarrassed for you!"

When Shen Youyou turned to look at the fat man, the fat man also stood up, raised his finger and pointed at the tip of the other person's nose and said, "What are you looking at? If you look again, I will pluck out your eyeballs."

"You are looking for death..." Before Shen Youyou could finish her words, the fat man suddenly appeared in front of Shen Youyou, and inserted two fingers of his right hand into the opponent's eyes without mercy.

A scream suddenly came from the blood-filled sarcophagus, and the blood in the coffin was suddenly shaken into the sky. A snow-white figure also stood strangely in the blood rain, looking behind the fat man with wide eyes.

But the fat man didn't seem to know that a powerful enemy was coming. He stabbed his finger deep into the opponent's eye socket, and knocked away the opponent's Tianling with one finger: "How dare you fight with your fat master if you haven't beaten him before?"

Standing in the air, Shen Youyou screamed and wanted to take action against the fat man. Unexpectedly, the fat man's companion appeared silently beside the sarcophagus, raised his hand and slapped Shen Youyou on the face.

The ghosts and gods who were so arrogant just now were like helpless children who were slapped back into the coffin by the opponent.

The man picked up the coffin lid on the ground with his toes and pushed the coffin back: "Fat man, I'll leave the rest to you!"

"It's me again! I've never seen anyone as lazy as you!" The fat man muttered, picking up the coffin and walking towards Feng Ruoxing and his friends' cell.

The man walked up to Ye Yang and patted him on the arm. Ye Yang's arm recovered instantly.

The man turned around and cupped his fists at me and said, "Thank you half-ghost under the coffin door. This makes sense!"

I never thought that this person would be the world-famous Ghost King of Pojun, thank you Bangui!
Chapter completed!