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Chapter 23: The King of Yin and Yang, the Old Demon of Montenegro

The black-faced ghost general curled his lips and seemed to disagree with Yasha Ghost Shuai's words, but he did not dare to express them.

He kept slapping the handsome Yaksha Ghost in his mouth and complimenting him, his expression was really funny.

"Wu Shuai is Wu Shuai, I admire you. Just by your words, I will definitely become the king of the underworld in the future. At that time, Wu Shuai should not forget to support Xiao Shuai."

"You know nothing."

Yasha Ghost handsome looks proud.

"You guy is too sensible and too scrupulous, and it will be difficult for you to become a commoner in this life. It's better to wait for the opportunity to send you to reincarnation and let you become an official in the world. With your ghostly mind and flattery skills, you will definitely be a high-ranking official in the world in the future."

The black-faced ghost general's face, which was as dark as the bottom of a pot, was even darker and shiny when he heard this. He closed his mouth, and seemed to be angry.

"The magic array of reincarnation has been closed for many years. I just want to reincarnate, but I don't have a chance?"

"Then you are miserable. With this little ability, you haven't even used it yet."

The handsome Yasha ghost laughed loudly, and the black-faced ghost was so angry that he rolled his eyes. Damn, I can't talk about it this day.

puff......

Yang Mo was amused by the handsome Yasha.

Damn, he is such a chat genius.

"who?!"

The two ghosts were shocked and used weapons one after another. The black-faced ghost general pulled out a ghost-headed sword from behind, and the Yasha ghost coach opened his mouth and spit out a big fork.

The two ghosts looked alert and jumped to the place where Yang Mo was laughing.

Yang Mo turned from behind the hiding stone and came to the two ghosts.

Seeing that it was a human ghost wearing pale white clothes, the aura on his body seemed not strong, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Where are you from? Do you know where this is, and you dare to break in a mess?"

Yasha Guishuai pointed at Yang Mo with a fork and scolded.

"Ship Wu, why bother talking nonsense to such a little guy? He caught and beat him up. He ordered to be honest and explain everything."

The black-faced ghost general was a little impatient and rushed towards Yang Mo with a ghost-headed sword.

"Slow down!"

Before Yang Mo could do anything, Yasha Guishuai raised his hand and stopped the black-faced ghost general.

"What's wrong?" The black-faced ghost turned his head and looked at Yasha Ghost Handsome in confusion.

"You know nothing!"

Yasha Ghost Shooter glared at the terrifying bloody eyes and snorted coldly.

"You have to figure out your positioning. I am the boss here. When will it be your turn to interrupt?"

The black-faced ghost general was glared by the Yaksha Ghost Handsome and immediately stepped back with a embarrassed look on his face, not daring to talk more.

"Where did you ask, where did you come from?"

Yasha Ghost Shooter then snorted with satisfaction and looked at Yang Mo again.

"It's from the world."

"Human? After the death of the human world, don't they all go to the underworld to report? Why did you come here? I don't think you are like Yin Sheng is approaching. Come quickly to avoid suffering from flesh and blood!"

The Yasha Ghost Handsome stared suspiciously.

"You know a lot. It seems that he is still an insightful ghost."

Yang Mo said with a smile.

"You know, no. I am a ghost who wants to be a pluto. How can I not know this little thing?"

Yasha Ghost Suit said proudly.

"Do you know how this Netherworld City was destroyed?"

"Of course. I have lived in the underworld for more than 400 years and have participated in that siege battle in person. How could I not know? Alas, it's not right. Now I'm asking you something. You little guy, it's so unreasonable. You dare to trick me into what I said. I think you don't want to live anymore, right?"

The Yasha Ghost Shoal first showed off his complacently, and after saying a few words, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and immediately became furious, pointed at Yang Mo with a fork, and threatened with a threat.

"Reply to me quickly!"

"If I say I accidentally came here, do you believe it?"

"Wu Shuai, this little devil is teasing you!"

The black-faced ghost general beside him was impatient. Seeing Yang Mo's smile on his face, he was afraid that the Yasha ghost handsome would be surrounded by the other party, so he quickly reminded him.

"You know nothing!"

The Yasha Ghost Handsman was furious, glared at the black-faced Ghost General, and then looked at Yang Mo.

"It seems that you think I am good and you dare to play with me like this, right? Humph, I won't give you some...hiss! What are you going to do!?"

As soon as he was halfway through his words, he suddenly saw a huge monster more than ten meters tall next to Yang Mo.

The trick looked so scary, with no head, eyes and face on his belly, and a huge bronze axe and shield in his hand. When he stood there, his whole body exuded a fighting spirit that made him feel extremely palpitations.

Seeing this big guy, Yasha Ghost Handsome was frightened, shouted with a stern look on his face, but his feet quickly retreated.

The black-faced ghost general beside him was shocked at this moment.

"You, you, don't come here! Let me tell you, we are the ghost generals and ghost coaches under the Yin-Yang Dharma King. If you dare to be against us, the king will never spare you lightly!"

"Oh? Yin and Yang Dharma King? Can you tell me about his affairs?"

Yang Mo smiled and asked the black-faced ghost general.

Seeing that the Yasha Ghost Suit was about to escape, he said again: "Stand up and don't move, otherwise I can't guarantee that my subordinates will slash you with an axe."

Yasha Ghost Shooter stopped in fear, but shouted unwillingly: "You know... don't scare me. Your subordinates are just at the same level as me, and they may not be my opponent!"

"You can try it." Yang Mo said with a smile.

Yasha Ghost Shopping took a look at Xing Tian's body shape, then looked at himself, and indeed did not dare to move again.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"Tell me what I want to know."

"What do you want to know?"

"Tell me about this ruined ghost town, your Yin-Yang Dharma King, and the things in the underworld."

The two ghosts looked at each other, and the black-faced ghost general looked at Yasha Ghost Handsome, "Wu Shuai, you know more than the younger ones. Otherwise, you should tell this adult, right?"

"You know nothing!"

"Yes, yes, yes, little one knows nothing. Wu Shuai, do you know a lot, or do you say the most suitable one!"

The black-faced ghost general quickly flattered and hid behind Yasha Guishuai with a smile, his eyes dripping around.

Yasha Ghost Shoo really wanted to kick the black-faced Ghost General, but now the enemy is facing him. He thought he could not beat the headless man, so he had to honestly tell everything he knew.

"King of Black Mountain? You mean, your Holy King of Yin and Yang Underworld is called King of Black Mountain?"

After listening, Yang Mo said in surprise.

"Yes, it seems that you have heard of our King of Black Mountain. Now you know you're scared?"

When the Yasha Ghost Shopping saw Yang Mo's face, he thought he was afraid of his king, so he became arrogant and said proudly.

"Where is the Yin-Yang Underworld you are talking about?"

Yang Mo ignored the Yasha Ghost Handsome's aura and continued to ask.

"Since you come from the world, you should know Heishan City in the southern region, right? My king lives in Heishan City at the foot of Heishan."

Seeing that Yang Mo was not scared, Yasha Guishuai said a little depressed.

Yang Mo nodded suddenly.

After a long time, the Netherworld's Secretariat in the Netherworld Law Realm was broken by the old demon of Heishan, and the soul of the True Lord Chiming suffered heavy damage in the battle with the old demon of Heishan, and his whereabouts have been unknown since then.

As for whether he fell completely or was hiding to heal and recover, no one knew.

Over the past few hundred years, not only the disciples of the Kunlun Sect were searching for the whereabouts of Chi Ming Zhenjun, but also the old demon of Black Mountain was searching for his whereabouts.
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