Chapter 1828: Mysterious voice!

"King of Ksitigarbha? Is that just him? How can such a weak ant be the King of Ksitigarb?" Bingshan prisoner said with disdain.
"It's very long-winded, when did the little master say that the little master is the Ksitigarbha, the little master is the little master, and the little master is Xiao Chen!" At this moment, Xiao Chen's somewhat gloomy voice rang.
"You remember, the little master is Xiao Chen, and the little master has to teach ten of them personally to let them know what the real strong are!" Xiao Chen stood up slowly, looking at the ten prison masters indifferently. .
"With your badly wounded body, what else can you do, evil fifteen or eight. In the evil ghost space that day, I couldn't use my full strength. Today I will show you the true strength of the lord of the ice mountain hell!" Threes and Threes looked at Xiao Chen indifferently, and he was full of chills.
"Seriously injured body? Evil fifteen or eight?" Xiao Chen said indifferently: "The young master has said that the young master is not called Evil Fifteen or Eight, Xiao Chen is called Xiao Chen!"
"Nine Turns God Desolate Judgment, open!"
Xiao Chen suddenly screamed in his heart, and then suddenly exuded a very ancient and desolate breath on his body, and then the wound in front of him began to heal slowly, and his vitality continued to recover!
"Knife of good fortune, come out!" A hundred knives filled with white light appeared in Xiao Chen's hand, and then slashed on his wounds in the stunned eyes of all Gui Xiu.
"Is he crazy? He chopped himself."
"I don't think he is crazy, or he has abandoned himself. In the final analysis, facing our prisoner, he has no chance of winning at all!"
"Are you idiots? Didn't you see his wounds heal faster?"
"what?"
All Gui Xiu looked at the wounds in front of Xiao Chen in amazement, especially the several prison masters, unbelievable expressions appeared on their faces coincidentally.
"This is the power of good fortune?" Yan Luocheng, King Yama suddenly stood up, eyes full of shock.
"Boss, what is the power of good fortune?" Below King Yama, there were nine figures in black robes. They were the other Yamas except King Yama.
"The power of good fortune is the power used by the Holy Realm." King Yama said solemnly.
"The power of the holy world?" The other Yan Luo was shocked.
"Boss, we are just the real 18th-layer branch here, in charge of the souls of the semi-sacred world and even the souls of its affiliated worlds after death. The souls of the strong in the holy world are not under our control. How did he appear here? Yan Luo asked in doubt.
"You forget, he is not a complete soul, but a stranger." King Yama said solemnly.
"Boss, is there someone in the Holy Realm who forcibly sent him here?" Yan Luo said in shock.
"If this is the case, this guy's background is probably not simple, then what should we do, and should we kill that guy?" Another Yan Luo said.
"The holy realm also has the rules of the holy realm. Even if they can't intervene in the affairs of the eighteenth at will, it is still the king who has the final say here, and you can kill it!" King Yama said in a deep voice.
"It's the boss!"
"Unexpectedly, I could meet someone who can use the power of the holy world here. It seems that he is not the Ksitigarbha. Who is he? Why is there nether fire on his body?" King Yama frowned.
"Your knowledge is still too short." Suddenly, King Yama sounded another voice in his mind.
"What do you mean?" King Yama said solemnly.
"Perhaps I have guessed his identity and his origins, and you will stop here." The voice sounded again.