Seeing that Zhang Wuyou had no intention of stopping, Hua Ling screamed even more violently. Recommended: Rushuiyi, the master's new work: "The War of the Spy" http://m./0_1/

At this time, the body of the other side of the river also twitched violently, as if it had been severely tortured.

On the road of the underworld, the small ghosts were swallowed directly into their stomachs and turned into their nutrients.

For a moment, on the dark road, all the endless ghosts stopped and did not dare to approach the other side of the river, let alone come over to attack the seal arranged by Zhang Wuyou.

After Zhang Wuyou fought with the flower spirit forged three souls and nine refinings, he looked at the already depressed flower spirit and began to talk to it.

"I'll ask you again last time, are you willing to surrender or beg for death"

"I... I'm convinced!" Hua Ling was dying and said two words popped out of her mouth with difficulty.

After hearing this, Zhang Wuyou finally smiled. It was not impossible to kill it, but if he killed it, the Minglu would seal it with his current strength, and he would definitely be incompetent.

But as long as the red shore flower chooses to surrender, this dark road will not be a problem.

Although the strength of the Rikaku is not as good as that of oneself, it is born to walk with evil ghosts, so it has strange and unpredictable power towards ghosts.

But just when Zhang Wuyou wanted to imprint his soul mark on the Red River Flower, he found that someone had already taken the lead in climbing the soul of the Red River Flower.

Looking at the big ASCH mark on it, Zhang Wuyou thought of what Zhong Hua said, "Isn't the mysterious force that attacked the Da Leiyin Temple the ASCH mark the warship?"

If you take action to erase it and then re-brand it, it will definitely alarm the leader of the mysterious force, but there seems to be no other way except this method.

After thinking about it, Zhang Wuyou finally chose to erase the mark.

Don't worry whether he wants to cause trouble for himself or not, and let's talk about it when he can find him.

In fact, he was 80% sure in his heart, thinking that the mysterious man could not find his own, because no one could erase the mark he had imprinted with the power of chaos, unless he was killed.

After understanding this, Zhang Wuyou then started to do it.

However, the red shore flower can only quietly bear Zhang Wuyou's giving.

About a quarter of an hour later, the mark left by the mysterious man was finally wiped out by Zhang Wuyou, and his mark was very complicated when engraving the red flower.

The fine lines almost wrapped the entire body of the flower spirit of the Risan River. His purpose was that if someone wanted to erase his mark, he would definitely have enough time to destroy the flower spirit of the Risan River.

This is a small means.

Just as Zhang Wuyou finished all this, a middle-aged man with his head and eyebrows leaning over the Western heaven was stunned, his eyes suddenly became stunned, and a slight smile appeared in his heart.

"I didn't expect that a small trick left by the past would be a little reward today!" The middle-aged man's muscles exploded, looking very scary.

And his pair of playful eyes were full of deep meaning.

Then, he directly called a soldier, "Look to send two angels to Jiangcheng in the Chinese Shang Kingdom!"

"Abide by the order!"

The soldier bowed respectfully, then took three steps before turning around and leaving.

After Zhang Wuyou collected the red shore flower, he asked him where the mark imprinted in his soul came from, but the red shore flower spirit actually said he didn't know.

When it was still very weak, this mark was already on him, and he thought it was born.

When Zhang Wuyou heard this, he intuition told him that this was a big conspiracy, and the beginning of this conspiracy was a long time ago.

Because Hua Ling had at least decades of experience, she had already calculated that she would jump off the dust platform and enter the mortal world for a few decades ago. Such computing power was really terrifying.

Then, after Zhang Wuyou learned about some things, he saw that there was no valuable information from him, so he let him walk in the middle of the underworld.

When he can control the world, he doesn't know what year or month it will take, so he needs to set up a barrier at this end of the underworld to prevent ghosts and monsters from entering the world.

If the Rikata Flower is his first insurance, then this barrier is the second insurance.

But when Zhang Wuyou wanted to start setting up the barrier, Bi Yanhua suddenly told him a message that was useful.

"Master, this is something, I don't know whether it should be discussed or not." The flower spirit of the Biban looked at Zhang Wuyou, and a flattering expression appeared on his face.

There is no way, who can let others control their own life and death?

"I have something to say, I have fart!"

Zhang Wuyou looked at the red shore flower and rubbed his hands. He had to quickly set up the barrier and return to Yecheng quickly.

"Yes, master!" The flower spirit on the other side did not feel disgusted with Zhang Wuyou's words at all, and it was a big turn of more than a thousand degrees from his previous attitude.

Hua Ling continued, "You sealed this place, it seems that the use is not that great, because most of the ghosts on this dark road are very weak, and even stronger ghosts seem to have taken a detour!"

"Where did you go around by detour?" Zhang Wuyou was a little curious.

"It seems to be heading west along the Huangquan River. Master, this hell is boundless. Even when the Ten Kings of Hells are still in power, no one knows where the boundaries are. Now the Ten Kings of Hells are gone. The chaos has come. Many of their ghosts have crossed the Yellow Quan River and rushed to the west!"

"Western" Zhang Wuyou thought to himself when he heard this, "How did they cross the Huangquan River? Is it because the Huangquan River is no longer the Huangquan River of the past? How do you know that the Ten Kings of Hell are gone?"

Zhang Wuyou looked at the red shore flower, and some dangerous aura overflowed. Seeing this, he couldn't help but beg for forgiveness, "Master probably doesn't know yet that my devouring ability can swallow the memories of ghosts together!"

When Zhang Wuyou heard this, his breath was a little looser.

Seeing this, Hua Ling continued, "Master, this Huangquan River is still the same as the Huangquan River before, but it seems that someone has overcome its characteristics! A bridge was built on the Huangquan River!"

"I understand!" Zhang Wuyou finally understood something when he heard this, and then directly ordered the red roman flower to retreat halfway, and he himself completed the seal of the barrier by using extremely fast methods.

After all this was done, I left the Liu family's cellar. With a wave of my hand, the entire Liu family immediately collapsed as if it had experienced a magnitude 13 earthquake.

Zhang Wuyou got into the car and then took nine people straight to Aiqi food stall in Jiangcheng.
Chapter completed!