Wang Jingzhe's actions made Meng Po confused, because you can understand that naughty kids rob candy and eat it, but this is the first time she has seen someone take the initiative to rob this bowl of soup to drink in so many years. The soup is colorless and tasteless, and there is no ups and downs, but it is definitely worse than any bowl of soup in the world.

Because you drink it, the past is gone!

Meng Po's face changed drastically, and she responded quickly, "The last time you drank Meng Po soup, it seems that it will have no effect on you since then. Are you prepared for this time?"

Wang Jingzhe grinned and said, "It's just useful..."

Wang Jingzhe and Meng Po's negotiations were actually very fast, just a blink of an eye. Although his movements were abrupt, Meng Po did not stop him. Without a fight between the two, Wang Jingzhe naturally succeeded. From the Ghost Hand, he just got involved with Meng Po for a moment, then raised his head and drank Meng Po's soup. When he realized it, Wang Jingzhe had already made plans to withdraw.

"Stop him!" The Ghost King shouted without hesitation. The Ghost King's voice was too late. Wang Jingzhe did not return the same way, but jumped directly from Meng Po, jumped off the bridge, and then ran away. Fengdu City was ahead of him.

Seeing that Wang Jingzhe went to the Naihe Bridge, the Ghost King was not in a hurry to let Yincha and Yin soldiers surround him. At this critical moment, he was behind the Ghost King, and Fengdu City in front, and there were tigers and wolves blocking in front and back. Where else could he run?

Wang Jingzhe jumped off the bridge and ran wildly at the foot of the city wall. The Ghost King hurriedly led the Yin soldiers and Yin Chai to the Naihe Bridge, and at the same time shouted loudly at the Yin soldiers on the Fengdu city wall: "The underworld is attacked, and you will gather immediately..."

The ghost soldiers on the city wall immediately took the order and hurried down. The Ghost King gritted his teeth and said to the Yin Cricket beside him: "Notify all parts of the underworld, and all the ghost gates will be blocked immediately, only in and out!"

"Yes, sir!" The Ghost King's reaction was half a beat slower, but the pace of deployment was very fast and he was in place step by step. The city wall and the ghost soldiers in the city came out one after another, and they closed the ghost soldiers behind him and chased him towards Wang Jingzhe's running wildly. At the same time, the ghost gates in the underworld were immediately blocked. In this way, even if Wang Jingzhe couldn't catch him for the time being, he had nowhere to go. As long as he was in the underworld, there was no possibility of him getting out.

When the Ghost King led a group of ghost soldiers to chase after him, Meng Po did not react and looked at Wang Jingzhe's back gradually moving away in shock.

"Mengpo soup has been drunk, why are you okay..."

I have been holding this bowl of soup for many years, and no one knows better what the consequences will be after drinking this soup than Meng Po. The soup is made of a bowl of Styx water, two Forget-Asking Grass and three white roses. But the most important ingredient in the soup is Meng Po's tears. After drinking this bowl of soup, all your past life will disappear in an instant, and everything will start over again.

However, when Meng Po was surprised when she saw Wang Jingzhe drinking a bowl of soup and running wildly, she was surprised. What was the effect? ​​Why didn’t the rhythm after drinking the soup? Why did these small steps of running smoothly without any pause?

Wang Jingzhe was like a thief who had stole something and was discovered by his master. He ran wildly without a life, but the master had a few servants, and he chased a large area behind him. He couldn't see the end of the day. The Ghost King took the lead and rushed forward quickly.

"Claw him to death for me." The Ghost King raised his hand with a "swish" and then fell heavily.

"roar!"

The two teams of ghost soldiers beside the Ghost King stopped at the same time, raised the Fangtian Painted Spear in his hand and raised it up in one stroke, then accumulated strength and threw it forward.

"Swoosh, swosh"

"Swoosh swish swish..."

The sound of breaking through the air from dozens of spears came one after another, and it cut through the quiet underworld like a meteor. The gun shadows flashed by, and it was already a short distance from Wang Jingzhe.

Feeling the crisis behind him as if he was lit up, Wang Jingzhe paused his feet on the ground, pinched his feet and shrank into an inch. His figure was slightly behind and suddenly jumped over. "Puff, puff" sound came from behind him, and dozens of Fangtian Huaji were inserted on the ground. Because the gun was too strong, it swayed back and forth after it was inserted into the ground.

The Ghost King was also familiar with family techniques. He recognized Wang Jingzhe's feet and stepped on a talisman to shrink into a tactile, and said with a sneer: "You can still hold on for a while in the world, and the ground is full of double yang energy, and it is all yin energy. I think how much can you still hold on?"

This is the biggest test for Wang Jingzhe. He is prone to exhaustion. The world is full of rich yin energy. He can only hold on for a few times at most to shrink into an inch. In the end, he will definitely be powerless.

"Come again!" the Ghost King ordered calmly.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

Wang Jingzhe looked back and frowned faintly. The posture of the Yin soldier was a little beyond his expectations. He bit too tightly and took too densely. If he really continued like this, it would be difficult for him to stick to where he was going.

As soon as Wang Jingzhe turned his head back, he took a breath of air conditioning. A long black line suddenly emerged from the distance of the horizon. First, he was riding a horse full of black body, followed by countless ghost soldiers holding a spear.

Wang Jingzhe changed his direction and had to change the angle and escape again. At the same time, the Ghost King shouted loudly: "Hornet, lead the troops to block him from one side."

The wasp said "yes", pulled the reins in his hand and turned the horse's head, waved his hand and said, "Line-lined, sealed here, and there is a leopard tail coming to block it. We can just keep our place here."

The Ghost King had previously sent a message that all the ghost gates in the underworld were closed. The other two Yin generals who were on duty today knew that something happened to the underworld wasps and leopard tail immediately led their troops to support.

The efficiency of Yin soldiers is very high, all because of the training of hundreds of battles. The underworld is very large and wandering souls. In those deserted and barren areas, Yin soldiers cannot say when they will fight with them. If they encounter the dead souls that run out of the eighteenth level of hell, the consequences will be even more difficult to measure.

The three Yin generals led the troops, the Ghost King, the Leopard Tail and the Wasp, almost instantly surrounded from three directions, blocking the people in the middle, leaving only one road to temporarily become his safe haven, but if this continues, the layers of Yin soldiers narrow the encirclement, leaving him with no way to escape.
Chapter completed!