Chapter 827: What a coincidence

Chapter 827 is a coincidence

Ye Chen said that he could not go to Abi Hell. Both the red-haired ghost and the purple fire old ghost were overjoyed. Ye Chen smiled and said, "I am not here to do these things in the underworld. There are more important things waiting for me to do. "

The red-haired ghost and the purple fire old ghost naturally understood what Ye Chen said was the more important thing.

Is there anything in this world more important than getting the honorable **** list? Of course, in the old ghost Zihuo's heart, the list of gods was all imaginary, and only his own life was the most real.

Ye Chen walked out of the seventh floor under the leadership of the red-haired ghost and the purple fire old ghost, and walked directly out of the entrance to the eighteenth floor of hell.

"People and ghosts, ghosts and people, people and ghosts have different paths, yin and yang, yang and yin, yin and yang are always separated." Ye Chen looked back at the entrance of the eighteenth hell, and sighed slightly. For the ghost, it is indeed a terrifying hell, but now he has destroyed the seventh floor.

The red-haired ghost and the purple-fired old ghost looked at the entrance of the eighteenth **** and their expressions were quite complicated. They were both judges of the eighteenth **** just now, and they betrayed the Hades in a blink of an eye. This made them unexpected. There will be a result like today.

The red-haired ghost originally planned to be a good judge, and then caught one of the human geniuses, which would have made great achievements, and then he could use it to go up to the next level.

But the old ghost Zihuo had made plans to spend his old age in his heart, not asking for merit, but asking for nothing, but now it has become like this, and he can't help but sigh in helplessness, destiny makes people.

No matter how complicated their moods are, what they need to do now is to save their lives. Although Ye Chen is at great risk, at least there is no life worry for now.

As long as there is a chance, neither of them will let it go, and they must take a gamble for themselves.

Ye Chen recalled the map of the entire underworld in his mind. The place closest to the eighteen layers of **** was the tenth hall of the ten halls.

Ye Chen couldn't help but slightly raised his mouth, and said to himself: "It's a coincidence. If that's the case, then go to your territory and do the calculations."

The Red Hair Ghost and Zihuo Old Ghost were all stunned after hearing this. Ye Chen and Shidian Yan Luo seemed to have some old grudges.

Although the strength of the red-haired ghost and the purple fire old ghost is similar to that of the Ten Hall Yama, but in the underworld, the Ten Hall Yama is much higher than the judge of the eighteenth hell. This cannot be measured by strength.

However, between the Ten Temple Yama and the eighteen layers of hell, the well water does not violate the river water, and there is basically no friction above it.

Moreover, the eighteenth-tier **** is personally in charge of the judge Cui Fujun. No matter how high the position of the ten temples in the underworld, he dare not have friction with the eighteenth-tier hell.

"Young Master Ye Chen, shall we go to the Tenth Hall now?" Although the Red Hair Ghost had heard Ye Chen's self-talk, he still asked for certainty.

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Yes, go to the Tenth Hall and see if the fat man is living well now."

Ye Chen said, with a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth, the red-haired ghost and the purple fire old ghost looked at each other, knowing that Ye Chen probably wanted to make some waves in the tenth hall again.

It's just that the ten palaces among the ten palaces and eighteen states are not like the eighteen layers of hell. The ten palaces are not personally controlled by the big people around the king, but it is not that Yan Luo is the most powerful among the ten palaces.

Yan Luo put it plainly, he is just a manager, not the strongest.

If you make a big fuss in the ten temples, it won't be that easy. Making a noise in the eighteenth floor of hell, outsiders will not know, but making a noise in the ten halls, it is on the bright side, if one is not careful, it will capsize in the gutter.

"Young Master Ye Chen, the strong among the ten palaces and eighteen states are like clouds, and there are not a few strong ones who are beyond the combined realm. We have to be careful this time." The old ghost Zihuo did not say clearly, but said very tactfully.

Ye Chen knew what the old ghost Zihuo was worried about, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm here to find the Conferred God List. I can't make the anger and resentment, so it won't do me any good."

Hearing what Ye Chen said, the old Zihuo ghost and the red-haired ghost breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Chen was still well-prepared, and they didn't need to worry about anything.

The three of Ye Chen left the eighteenth hell, and went to the tenth hall of the ten halls leisurely.

And shortly after they left the eighteenth hell, a young man with a knife walked out from the entrance of the Abi Hell. This young man had a gloomy face, as cold as frost, and his breath would shut out thousands of miles away. , There is an indescribable cold arrogance.

The sword-bearing youth came to the Rune Judge's palace, looking at the seventh floor that had been slaughtered, his brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

Soon after, the news was received in the Palace of the Underworld, and the first to receive the news was naturally the judge, Cui Fujun, who directly controlled the eighteenth hell.

Cui Fujun heard that the judges of the first seven hells in the eight hells were all beheaded, and he was furious! Of course, the judges of the seven hells were gone, and Cui Fujun naturally thought that the red-haired ghost and the purple fire old ghost were dead, and would not think that they had rebelled.

In the underworld, who dares to rebel? I really don't know how to die.

The anger turned to anger, but this matter was reported to the Pluto at the first time. Seven judges died in the eight hells. This was the first time such a thing happened in the underworld in so long.

Pluto is also extremely angry, this is the face slap, and the slap is so thorough. Even if they knew what happened, they didn't know who did it.

"Zhong Zhengnan, is this the effect of your work?" Pluto said with gloomy eyes, he didn't even go to see Zhong Zhengnan.

Zhong Zhengnan was also extremely shocked when he heard this news. Although the judges of the Eight Great Hells were only at the seventh level of the Combination Realm, the geniuses in the human world could not do it so thoroughly, even if they were powerful.

Besides, in the eight hells, there is a realm of fire, so how can the seven judges be killed so smoothly?

If it can be so easy, why not go to Abi Hell? This matter is too suspicious, it is definitely not so simple on the surface.

Zhong Zhengnan knew Pluto’s temper and didn’t think too much about it at the moment. He quickly said: “Return to Pluto, this matter is suspicious. If the eight hot hells allow outsiders to shuttle so easily, wouldn’t it be a joke? What's wrong."

Pluto frowned when he heard this, but Cui Fujun said in dissatisfaction: "Zhong Zhengnan, what do you mean?"

Zhong Zhengnan said: "Cui Fujun, don't get excited, let's discuss the matter. The eighteenth **** is your jurisdiction. You know the situation of the eighteenth **** best. Don't talk about a human race, even if a ghost enters the eight hot hell. , It's impossible to easily find the residence of the seven judges, right?"

Hearing what Zhong Zhengnan said, Cui Fujun wanted to refute, but he had no reason to refute, so he calmed down and thought about this matter. There are indeed many doubts about this matter.

"There is not a living mouth in the seven layers of hell. There is no proof." Cui Fujun clenched his fist and said.

"No matter how suspicious, it's all Human Race, Zhong Zhengnan, don't let me down again." Pluto said coldly.

Zhong Zhengnan said quickly: "Yes."

"Tell the ten temples and eighteen states to send more people to inspect. Once you find traces of the human race, you will save their lives at all costs. In addition, the people in your ghost world castle will also use it. Two important people are handed to you." Pluto said.

"Yes." Zhong Zhengnan nodded.

At this time, Ye Chen and the red-haired ghost and the purple fire old ghost have entered the jurisdiction of the tenth hall. The red-haired ghost and the purple fire old ghost are in the eighteenth **** all year round, so the ghost people only go to the eighteenth hell. The judges of the 18th National Congress, but no one knows their faces.

Therefore, the red-haired ghost and the purple fire old ghost did not have to hide their faces at all, and in order to reduce the trouble, Ye Chen condensed a layer of ghost aura on his body to cover up his aura.

"Young Master Ye Chen, the Yan Luo Temple of the Tenth Hall is in the center of the Tenth Hall. There is still a long distance away from us. In front is the Sha City, a not very big city, but there is a hidden dragon and a tiger inside. "Old Zihuo said.

"Every city in the underworld has a city lord in charge. The lord is only directly responsible for the lord or ghost king of the ten halls and eighteen states. The strength of each city lord is the lowest level. And every city has ghost soldiers garrisoned. The number of ghost soldiers depends on the size of the city." The red-haired ghost also said.

After Ye Chen heard this, he nodded slightly and said, "Then there are some very famous and powerful existences in this evil city?"

The old ghost Zihuo and the red-haired ghost both thought about it, and said: "There are no people with great reputation in the past thousand years, but there were some strong people a thousand years ago. At that time, their strength was very scary, but they are all old and old. No one is alive."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "There must be others alive. Those guys are more cherished than you. They definitely don't spend any energy and blood. So, if they don't harm their interests, I guess no one can please. they."

The old Zihuo ghost smiled and said: "The more powerful people are, the more afraid of death, because they have finally cultivated to a certain height. If they die like this, won't all these years of effort be wasted?"

Ye Chen said: "This is true, but sometimes you have to abandon your life. Sometimes there are things that are more important than your own life. For those of you who are full and not hungry, you will not understand. ."

The red-haired ghost and the old Zihuo looked at each other. Indeed, for them, it is incomprehensible. They only need to live well by themselves. As for whether others live or die, it has nothing to do with them.

"I only know that people don't die for themselves." With a resolute expression on the face of a ghost, he secretly vowed in his heart that he would never die.