At this time, Huang Xiaolong stripped the ghost skin on the Voice, making it look like it in public.

The monsters, Ming Kuan, Meng Jingling and others were all looking at each other.

I have to say that the thing called "Ho" is indeed more hateful than a ghost!

The voice kept begging for mercy.

Originally, the speed of the sound was extremely fast, and it could also devour human shadows and occupy human body and soul. But under the shock of Huang Xiaolong, the godly aura of the Yin Emperor, it could not move at all, as if a snake had been held for seven inches.

"Give me your life...Give me your life..." The sound of tears fell.

"Tell me, where is the prince of your Hokkien..." Huang Xiaolong asked slowly. "Didn't you say, your Hokkien's prince has great magical powers, can you compete with me? OK, tell me where is it, and I'll go find it to play with it."

Huang Xiaolong knew that the harm caused by the Holy clan to humans was definitely greater than that of the ghost immortal Zheng He. Therefore, to eliminate the Holy clan who came to the human world was the most urgent task. As the saying goes, to capture the king first, to kill the Holy clan, to kill their prince first!

"I don't know~ Your Highness the Crown Prince is uncertain, and we don't know where it is... I really don't know..." The Voice clan cried. "Please believe me. If I know the whereabouts of the Crown Prince, I will tell you that Your Highness will definitely redeem my life from you..."

After pausing, the voice suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is looking for something."

"What?" Huang Xiaolong frowned slightly.

"Uh~~ It's a mysterious black knife... We don't know what secrets are hidden in this black knife, but the Prince of the Crown Prince mobilizes us to search around the world... It seems that this black knife fascinates His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." The voice replied.

"Black knife?" Huang Xiaolong's expression sterned, "How many black knifes are there in the hands of the prince of the Holy clan?"

"Only... only one, but His Highness the Crown Prince said that there is more than one such black knife. If all the black knife are collected, it will reveal a shocking secret..." The voice said crying. "I only know this... Let me go... Let me go... If you kill me, Your Highness the Crown Prince will not spare you. The underworld emperor is probably the same level as His Highness the Crown Prince of our Holy clan... If one day, His Highness the Crown Prince opens the Holy clan and our Holy clan army can easily capture the underworld~~~"

Huang Xiaolong ignored the threat of this voice, and all kinds of thoughts came in his mind, "It turns out that there is also a black knife in the hands of the prince of the Voice clan! There are nine black knifes in total, and I already have four in my hand, and there are still five left... The prince of the Voice clan is also looking for... Hahaha~~ Interesting, so interesting~~'

After questioning again, this voice really couldn't provide any useful information. Huang Xiaolong took out some yellow spring water from the underworld and completely wiped out its spiritual soul, leaving only a corpse.

Huang Xiaolong threw the corpse of this sound into the ghost tube and stored it. It may be useful for one day in the future, but it may not be certain.

Now, on the huge mountain, the yin energy has begun to dissipate, the moonlight is warm, and the sound of insects and birds singing is very quiet.

There was no ghost anymore, and all of them were sent to the underworld by Huang Xiaolong, and the whole world seemed to be purified because of this.

Huang Xiaolong closed the Ghost Gate.

The mighty and domineering nature of Yin Tianzi, who ruled the world, disappeared from Huang Xiaolong, and replaced it with the same hippie face and cynical as usual.

"Okay, Zheng He has been severely injured by me. From now on, it will no longer be a ghost immortal. At best, it is a blue-clothed ghost. Moreover, I remember its soul breath. Next time I encounter it, I will kill it in seconds, hahaha~~~" Huang Xiaolong walked towards the monsters.

"Young Master~~ You really have hidden us so much trouble~~~~" The Fox Demon Queen gave Huang Xiaolong a charming look. She and Huang Xiaolong are husband and wife. Now that she knows Huang Xiaolong's identity, she is simply a love that has devastated Huang Xiaolong, and she is even a little flattered.

The yellow skin and the hedgehog were even more trembling.

"Master... are you... are you the King of Hell?" Meng Jingling clapped his hands in a naive manner. "Is the King of Hell my master? I am the King of Hell's disciple? I wonder if my parents will go crazy after they know it."

"Little Dragon, Han Yan's posture of the willow is really awesome to you." Feng Han Yan teased.

Huang Xiaolong hugged Ma Chuxia's slim waist. "My little wife is the first to know about this, but the other wives don't know about it. Remember, keep it secret. I don't want too many people to know my identity."

The monsters and the others nodded in a hurry.

"Let's go. It's not convenient for me to reveal too much about the underworld. However, you just need to remember a little. In the future, if I protect you, you will not be able to die even if you want to die, hahaha~~" Huang Xiaolong laughed.

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong took the big guy down the mountain.

I returned to the downtown area of ​​Shanghai Stock Exchange overnight.

The Shanghai Stock Exchange is a city that never sleeps, and is full of money. At this time, all the high-level ghosts gathered in the Shanghai Stock Exchange were destroyed. Huang Xiaolong opened the formation arranged in the Shanghai Stock Exchange and strangled all the remaining low-level evil ghosts.

Overnight, the entire Shanghai market was filled with the singing and laughter of men and women, the grief and howls of all kinds of evil spirits, and the desperate and bloody crying before death.

Huang Xiaolong thought to himself, I am not ruthless, if you want to blame me, you will blame you for being ambitious and running to the Shanghai Stock Exchange to cause trouble. You deserve to die!

Early the next morning, when the sun shone, the entire Shanghai market was clean and the yang energy was strong.

Since the Shanghai Stock Exchange is the city of magic and charm, Huang Xiaolong simply stayed for a while, taking the monsters, apprentices, and the wind and cold smoke horses in the early summer to visit the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

It is indeed larger than Binhai and any city that Huang Xiaolong has been to, with a larger population and a more prosperous place. Huang Xiaolong has a lot of fun.

However, all the evil ghosts are dead. Otherwise, if they can catch ghosts while playing, it will be perfect.

On this day, Ma Chuxia received a call.

Then he came to Huang Xiaolong without stopping.

"Xiaolong! Here...I have the whereabouts of a black knife!" Ma Chuxia's face was full of excitement and seeking credit.

"Hmm? The whereabouts of another black knife?" Huang Xiaolong was also suffocated.

"Yes! Xiaolong, this is the case. Some time ago, more than a dozen Taoist priests from our Metaphysical Society received some news. In the "Lushan" in "Xijiang Province", there were ghosts and ghosts, so they pretended to set off and went to the mountainous areas to catch ghosts and drive away evil spirits!" Ma Chuxia said hurriedly.

"Later, when they arrived at 'Lushan', in a small mountain village, a villager's home, they saw a picture! On this picture, a black knife was drawn! Look!" As they spoke, Ma Chuxia handed her cell phone to Huang Xiaolong.

On Ma Chuxia's WeChat, there was a guy named "Little Brother" with a middle-aged Taoist priest who posted a photo.

This photo was taken in the main hall of a farmhouse. On the wall, there was a yellowed painting. There was nothing else on the painting, only a black knife!

The shape of this black knife is exactly the same as the mysterious black knife Huang Xiaolong is looking for. The body of the knife has the word "three" written in ancient seal characters.

"This is the third black knife!" Huang Xiaolong's eyes lit up. "That's right! Through this painting, I can already feel the mysterious aura of the knife in the painting! I have one, four, seven, nine, and four black knifes in my hand. Now, I know the whereabouts of the third one. It's really God helping me!"

Ma Chuxia said excitedly, "Xiaolong, let's set off now and go to Lushan, Xijiang Province. The prince of the Hokage tribe is also looking for such a black knife all over the world, so don't be snatched away by it!"

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Chapter completed!