Chapter 126 Lingtian Demon King

"With a soul power of 2000, Zhongzhou City actually has a powerful evil spirit like you. You shouldn't be a heroic spirit, right? It's amazing. Seeing you, I feel a little hungry."

With only 1800 soul power, Lin Tianyou easily restrained this evil ghost with 2000 soul power.

Feeling the fluctuation of the other party's soul power, he couldn't help but licked his lips, wondering if he wanted to eat this ghost.

The man hadn't recovered from his initial shock.

He couldn't figure it out, with his soul power 200 dao higher than Lin Tianyou's, how could he be easily grabbed by the throat by this young man?

And I still can't break free, could it be because the quality of the other party's soul power is higher than my own?

Only when the quality of soul power is higher than his own is it possible to suppress himself by leapfrogging, otherwise, there is no explanation at all.

"Let go, let me go, I'm a ghost messenger from the underworld, you can't hurt me!"

The man felt that the soul power on his throat was increasing, and in a hurry, he quickly revealed his identity.

"A ghost?"

Lin Tianyou was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "It's not the ghost messenger of the city god, but the ghost messenger of the underworld. By the way, what are you doing here to follow me?"

With that said, he let go of his hand.

"Not only have we followed you, but other exorcists have also sent ghost messengers to follow you. Haven't there been thunders and earthquakes recently? This incident has alarmed the palace of the king of hell. His lord the king of hell wanted to find out the ins and outs of this incident, so he sent Then we came to the world."

The man replied.

But the content of this answer is half-truth and half-false, because he was not sent by Hades at all, but by the butterfly demon.

"So that's how it is."

Lin Tianyou lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said with a smile, "You can go."

"Farewell!"

The man was able to get away, and without thinking about it, he wanted to leave immediately.

"ah!"

However, before he could take two steps, he let out a scream.

"Why, why? You let me go, why do you still hurt me?"

The man had a finger hole in his chest, stared at Lin Tianyou angrily, and shouted loudly.

"This finger is to tell you that even if you are a ghost messenger from the underworld, I can still hurt you. When I see you in the future, you'd better be more polite. Who do you think you are? I don't care about the face of the local city god." If you don’t, you’re a fart!”

Lin Tianyou said sharply.

This ghost messenger thought that Lin Tianyou would not dare to hurt him if he reported his identity to the underworld, he was really thinking too much.

If Lin Tianyou hadn't given Yinfu a little noodle, he would probably have eaten this ghost messenger. Now it's just a finger, and it's already lucky.

After the young man finished speaking coldly, he walked away without looking back.

The man's face was pale, and this was the first time he was so embarrassed by the exorcist in Yangjian.

"There must be something wrong with him. I want to report his situation to Lord Die Yao and ask her to make a decision."

The man thought for a while, and finally decided to go back to the underworld to report the matter to the butterfly demon.

Casting a spell, the gate of the underworld was opened, and the man moved his body with difficulty, sinking into the gate like a black hole.

...

Underworld, Bone Mountain.

There are white corpses everywhere, like a Shura battlefield, and the will-o'-the-wisps in the air are like stars in the sky, one bright and one dark, flying around with the howling wind, making people feel palpitating.

"Ling Tian Ghost King married the three hundred and seventy-second bride, and the idle brat immediately stepped aside. Anyone who gets in the way will be killed without mercy!"

In the distance, there were bursts of trumpet and suona sounds.

After that, a rather retro streaky carriage drove over.

In this dark and cold underworld, it looks extremely strange.

Those who played the trumpet and suona were all paper figurines with dull expressions, while those who opened the way and shouted were evil ghosts with thousands of soul powers.

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and inside sat a middle-aged fat man with a bloated body like a mountain of meat, his face was full of evil light, and he was holding a beautiful woman with his arms in each arm.

"Lord Ling Tian, ​​there is a ghost on the Yellow Springs Road that is moving fast, it seems that there is something important."

At this time, the yelling ghost accidentally saw a ghost messenger speeding forward in the sky leading to the Palace of the Underworld, and immediately notified Ghost King Lingtian.

"Well, I haven't seen such an eager ghost messenger for a long time. Something big must have happened. However, since he passed by my territory, he must let me know what happened."

At that moment, Lingtian Ghost King raised his hand and pointed at Huang Quandao, and the hurried ghost messenger immediately fell down from Huangquandao.

"Who is so brave, dare to hinder the ghost messenger from doing things, and want to be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell?!"

The ghost messenger roared angrily.

This ghost messenger was the man who failed to follow Lin Tianyou, but was wounded by him with the Dragon King Finger instead.

"Bold! This is Ghost King Ling Tian, ​​open your eyes and take a good look!"

Shouted the evil spirits and yelled loudly.

Hearing this, the ghost messenger saw clearly who the other party was, and immediately shivered.

"See, I've seen Ling Tian Ghost King, the villain still has important things to do, I don't know what Ling Tian Ghost King is trying to stop this ghost messenger?"

"No other meaning. Seeing that you are in a hurry, the ghost king wants to know what important things you have to report. Can I let the ghost king know too?"

Ling Tian Ghost King replied indifferently.

"this……"

The ghost messenger hesitated, although Ling Tian ghost king was only a three-level ghost king, far less noble than the ten nine-level ghost kings, but he was still a ghost king and could not be offended.

But the matter to be reported is under the supervision of Lord Butterfly Demon, and it is impossible to justify being read first halfway.

"Don't get entangled. The matter you want to report does not have the seal of the Palace of the King of Hell, which means it is not an important matter. It doesn't matter if the ghost king has a look."

As he said that, Ghost King Lingtian waved his hand again, and the scroll in Guichai's hand was taken out of thin air and fell into his hand.

The ghost officer smiled wryly, this is a secret report to the butterfly demon, of course there is no seal of the palace of the king of hell, but all the things have been taken away directly, it is useless for him to object, he can only wait for the other party to read it, so that he can go to hell as soon as possible road.

"Huh? Lin Tianyou!"

When the scroll was opened, Ghost King Ling Tian almost cried out in shock at the first line he saw.

"Ghost messenger, who is this secret report for?"

Ling Tian Ghost King asked loudly.

"It's for Lord Butterfly Demon."

The ghost replied.

"What?"

Ghost King Ling Tian frowned, and said to himself: "Could it be that the woman Die Yao has discovered my boss's secret? This is not easy."

Back then, he accidentally met Lin Tianyou in Longwang Mountain. Seeing Lin Tianyou's pure soul, he wanted to take it for himself, but he didn't want to be beaten out of his wits by the opponent.

It wasn't until that day that he discovered that Lin Tianyou was the reincarnation of the Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor, so he willingly became Lin Tianyou's younger brother.

Now the identity of the eldest brother seems to be in danger of being discovered, as the younger brother, naturally he cannot stand by and watch.

PS: I have been very busy at night in recent days, so for the time being, there are two shifts a day for the time being, and three shifts will resume this Saturday. Forgive me, the teenager who works overtime can't afford to be hurt...