Vol 3 Chapter 4113: It's superfluous to keep you

When Jiang Yang's escape light flew near Minggu, Shen Lang escaped from the escape light and fell from the sky.
Ming Bone's heart was dazzling. After seeing Shen Lang's crazy killing behavior, he had no doubt that the mysterious monk in front of him had the ability to kill himself!
Seeing Shen Lang pressing harder towards him, Minggu couldn't withstand the pressure after all, and turned into a human body. His whole body was soaring to the sky, just about to escape.
"Huh, I think you should stay here honestly!"
Shen Lang sneered expressionlessly, and a white light ball suddenly appeared in his palm.
"boom!"
The light group exploded at the top of the Netherbone with the momentum of lightning rushing through the thunder, and suddenly turned into a white light mask condensed by the sacred light, which firmly trapped the Netherbone.
Minggu was ruthless, rolled up the monstrous black light, and slammed into the white mask.
I saw a large swath of unsullied holy light gushing out of the white mask, shining on his body, making a piercing sound.
"what!!!"
Minggu's body was severely injured again, a lot of white smoke came out, and a heart-piercing scream came out from his mouth.
Xuan Ye Wuzhu led the witches and monks one after another, encircling Minggu tightly to prevent him from escaping.
There is a saying in the real world that the longer a monk lives, the more he fears death.
Hades has lived in the abyss of for countless years. After feeling the threat of death this time, the little faith in his heart instantly collapsed, and he looked at Shen Lang with horror and begged for mercy: "Friends of Dao... forgive me! Don't kill me. !"
Shen Lang looked contemptuous. He thought that the great guardian of the black realm could be a little bit spine, but it seemed to be a cowardice.
Seeing Minggu begging for mercy, the witch cultivators all showed disdain.
"Let me ask you a few questions, you'd better answer truthfully." Shen Lang said blankly.
"Yes, yes, I promise to know everything, and ask fellow daoists to raise their hands!" Minggu humbly responded.
Shen Lang immediately asked: "How did the Ksitigarbha king in your Black Territory know that I was here?"
"This...I don't know below."
As soon as Minggu's voice fell, Shen Lang frowned, and suddenly cast an immaculate holy light into the mask.
"what!"
Under the screams of Minggu's mouth, the flesh burst into crack-like wounds under the irradiation of the immaculate holy light, and the blood surged, shocking.
"Your Excellency better tell the truth, Shen doesn't have that much patience!"
After Shen Lang shot a holy light, he slowly closed his hand, his expression indifferent.
"Ye... I didn't tell any lies, the Lord only ordered me to wait to be arrested... to apprehend fellow Daoists, without telling anything else, what I said and what I said is true!"
Minggu resisted the pain and said in horror.
Shen Lang also believed Minggu's words, and continued to ask: "Since the Ksitigarbha king wants to arrest me, why doesn't he come personally?"
Minggu gritted his teeth and said: "This... I still can't answer the question of fellow Daoist. For countless years, Ksitigarbha has never been out of the Black Region Mountain. I wonder if this is a reason?"
Shen Lang frowned, and said sullenly: "I don't know it, I don't know it, it's unnecessary to keep you, you should just let Shen die obediently!"
As soon as the voice fell, Shen Lang pushed his palms forward, and the palms of his palms gushed out of white light, dazzling like a bursting sun.
"Do not!!!"
In an instant, Ming Bone's body was swallowed and drowned by the dazzling innocuous holy light, and he uttered an extremely hoarse scream, as if he was suffering incomparable pain.
The terrible and terrible howl made the scalp numb, and the hearts of the witch cultivators were twitching.
Under the strong white light, the body and dead soul of the dark bones gradually disappeared until they were completely wiped out!
Shen Lang killed Minggu on the spot.
After the blow, there was no bone.
The witch cultivators couldn't help taking a breath of cold air, and were overwhelmed by Shen Lang's magical powers.
Even Xuan Ye Wuzhu's eyelids twitched. In order to show his favor, he hurried forward and bowed to Shen Langshen: "If it weren't for the help of the daoists, the consequences of my clan would be disastrous. Dao Friend's great kindness, there is really no retribution, please A bow to Xuanye!"
Shen Lang restrained the Immaculate Light on his body, and politely lifted Xuanye Wuzhu up, clasping his fists and said: "Wuzhu don't have to thank me, it's Shen who has entered your clan territory, and should solve the trouble for you."
Seeing that Shen Lang was not hostile to the Wu Clan, Xuan Ye was finally relieved.
The two exchanged their names, and Shen Lang revealed the purpose of coming to Hell's Abyss this time.
Shen Lang has the power of the Wushou Divine Spring, and he is not afraid of everything. He simply told Xuan Ye about his purpose of coming to Hell Abyss this time, hoping to get some useful clues from Xuan Ye.
"I don't know how the soul and soul of Brother Shen Daoyou could end up in the abyss of hell?"
Xuan Ye asked curiously.
"Hey, this is also a mistake..."
Shen Lang couldn't tell the truth directly, and he made up a story casually, saying that because of an accident, he accidentally opened the channel between the eternal life and hell, and the soul of his righteous brother was sucked away by Emperor Donghua.
He knew that the Wu Clan had a feud with Donghua Emperor, and he did not reveal the relationship between Lu Dongbin and Donghua Emperor. He only said that he wanted to find the soul and soul that might be sucked by Donghua Emperor.
"During the Lich War, the great of our clan ancestor Witch Gonggong sealed the soul of Emperor Donghua in the Heiyu Mountain. If Fellow Shen Dao is convinced that the soul of Brother Yi was sucked away by the old Donghua, he must go. Let's go to Heiyu Mountain."
Xuan Ye said in a deep voice.
"Previously I also learned some information about Heiyu Mountain from Daoist Jiang Yang. It is said that the Ksitigarbha king of Heiyu stays in Heiyu Mountain all year round. How much does Daoist Xuan Ye know about this Ksitigarbha?" Shen Lang continued to throw. Something went wrong. Xuan Ye frowned and said: "The Ksitigarbha King is very mysterious, and I don't know much about it. I only know that this person has never left the Black Region Mountain after becoming the master of the Black Region! I don't know if this person is in the Black Region. Mountain avoids the world, but still can’t leave the black
Domain mountain. "
"Can't leave Black Region Mountain?"
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and heard an interesting statement. Xuan Ye said in a deep voice: "Zai Xia is just a guess. This person chose to submerge in the Black Region Mountain. Most of them are coveting the soul body of Emperor Donghua, but how can the old Donghua be easy to be replaced? Maybe that place Because the king of Zang has absorbed the soul of Donghua
On the contrary, the strength is controlled by the Donghua old man. "
Shen Lang showed a thoughtful expression, and it seemed that only this kind of explanation made sense.
But there are still many doubts.
The Ksitigarbha king knew that he was a living being from the outside world, and he did not hesitate to send all the dead soldiers of the black domain to arrest him, he must attach great importance to him, Shen Lang always felt that the other party should know that he is the identity of the chosen one!
The characters that Shen Lang encountered in the realm of true immortals who knew his identity were all famous and powerful.　　 If the Ksitigarbha of Heiyu Mountain is really a fake Ksitigarbha, how do you know the identity of the chosen one?