In the Netherworld.
Eight hundred li of the River of Forgetfulness separated Yin and Yang.
It was said to be eight hundred miles, but in fact it was endless.
The River of Forgetfulness, the River of Forgetfulness, what could he do once he crossed the world?
Above the Tongue-Pulling Hell, the netherworld's breath transformed into a huge throne. Li Mo sat on it like a god.
The golden light around his body was wanton, and his virtue was vast.
In hell, dozens of malicious ghosts were bound by the ghost soldiers and imprisoned in hell.
Excitement appeared on the faces of the little ghosts guarding the Hell of Tongue. They had been idle for too long.
The evil spirits who committed all kinds of crimes in the human world were completely stunned the moment they entered this hell.
The tyrannical aura of the evil spirits almost suffocated them. In their eyes, those small ghosts were as tall as mountains.
The huge pincers clamped their tongues. One of the evil ghosts opened its mouth in pain, wanting to roar.
However, it was as if it was stopped by some kind of law, and it could not make a single sound.
A little ghost who looked like a prison guard walked up to him with a sinister smile. There was a hint of mockery on his green-brown face.
"That lord is above, you are not qualified to speak!!!”He bowed respectfully to Li Mo, then grabbed the tiger head pliers that were holding the evil spirit's tongue, and pulled.
The scarlet tongue was directly pulled out more than a meter away. The ghostly qi was rampant, and the evil ghost almost collapsed in an instant. However, the aura of the underworld stabilized his ghost body. He was in pain but did not die.
This was the Tongue-Pulling Hell. The so-called Tongue-Pulling Hell was to punish those who lied and cheated when they were alive. However, the words were endless and the evil ghosts became lies. Therefore, these evil ghost forbidden books fell into the Tongue-Pulling Hell.
As the evil spirit was constantly being punished.
Merits began to surge toward Li Mo.
The amount of merit was far greater and purer than killing evil ghosts.
This was because the 18 levels of hell were not only a place to punish evil spirits, but also a place to cleanse them. Once they were sentenced and their karma was gone, they could enter reincarnation again.
Compared to the simple act of killing, it was obvious that the merit was much greater.
Li Mo nodded in satisfaction as he felt the merit surging in his body.
Then, he opened his eyes slightly. It was as if there was endless reincarnation in his eyes.
As his merit increased, Truth Listener's six eyes became stronger. Perhaps one day, he would become Son of Heaven Yin with Li Mo.
Everything in the world would flow under Di Ting's six eyes.
The two ghostly figures trembled as they knelt on the ground.
Yu Aichi and Hong Yi felt the aura around them, and their bodies trembled.
It wasn't until the moment she appeared in the netherworld that Hong Yi realized that she was wrong, and ridiculously wrong.
If Horse Face's aura was like the sea, a violent force that could drown everything, then the man sitting on the throne in the air.
It was the great sun that illuminated everything. Just its aura alone was enough to make hundreds of ghosts kneel. With a single glance, it was enough to make one's body die and one's soul dissipate.
Facing Li Mo, she instinctively knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up. That fear, no, that could no longer be called fear. It was an instinct.
It was like a wolf eating a sheep or an eagle catching a rabbit. It was nature, and all the ghosts in the world kowtowed when they saw Li Mo.
He had originally thought that the owner of the Shing Wong Temple was an existence similar to Lord Luo, but now it seemed that it was the fire of a firefly candle. How could it dare to compete with the sun and moon?
Yu Aichi was in an even worse state because he had only left a strand of consciousness in his clone. It couldn't even be considered a complete soul, but now, it was bound by Wuchang and imprisoned here.
"How dare you all behave atrociously in front of the Shing Wong Temple. You really don't know what's good for you ~" Li Mo spoke softly, and his scholarly voice rang out.
For a moment.
The entire Underworld fell silent. The little ghosts stopped what they were doing. The Black and White Ghosts stood quietly behind Li Mo, and the Horse-faced Rakshasa stood beside the two ghosts with a steel fork in his hand.
It was as if Li Mo only needed to look at it, and it could instantly turn the two of them into ashes and scatter their souls.
Countless Yin Gods focused their gazes on the two of them.
Red Shirt's head was on the ground, and her body was trembling like chaff. Fear had completely swallowed her everything.
A mere ghost.
How could he resist this majestic and majestic underworld?
"You really... "It's the City God." Yu Aichi raised her head and asked with a trembling voice.
White Impermanence's expression changed, and the smile on his face that had never changed for thousands of years suddenly disappeared. The Soul Chains in his hand instantly fell, and he whipped Yu Aichi like a steel whip.
"How dare you!"
Pa!
" Ahhhhh!!!" As the whip landed, Yu Aichi's body trembled as if it had been burned by fire. What was even more terrifying was that he sensed the attack on a corner of his consciousness.
A wound had actually appeared on his main body in Jinyuan City. It was not only his soul, but also his physical body.
"I will die!" A terrifying thought appeared in Yu Aichi's mind.
He could have abandoned this consciousness at any time. Although he would be severely injured, he did not do so out of curiosity towards the evil spirit.
But now, he had no choice.
His eyes began to turn cloudy, and then his ghost body kept shaking, as if it was about to disappear at any moment, but...
Li Mo looked at Yu Aichi's actions and smiled. He raised his finger and heard a buzzing sound.
The vast Yin Qi instantly resisted Yu Aichi's consciousness, and her originally scattered consciousness became even more stable than before.
What was even more terrifying was that Yu Aichi discovered that his connection with his main body had been severed by that finger.
"Impossible, can't I erase my own consciousness? How was this possible? How is that possible?"
Yu Aichi cried out. He couldn't believe what was happening. His self-obliteration of his consciousness had failed. This was equivalent to a person who wanted to commit suicide but couldn't die.
A drowning person breathing in the water, a person jumping off a building dancing in the air. It was incomprehensible and incomprehensible.
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