"Messenger of the Styx?" Ling Tianyu was stunned, and said with a sly smile: "Haha, sir, please calm down. I encountered some troubles, and I had no choice but to go to the underworld to borrow Yin Qi!"

"What a joke! You can borrow the Yin Qi of the underworld just by asking for it! If you want to return to the Yang world, I suggest you follow me to see Mr. Zao. Maybe Mr. Zao will appreciate you and keep you in the underworld.

Reuse it!" the red-faced ghost said solemnly.

"Thanks to the Lord Messenger for your appreciation, but I have not yet reached the end of my life, so I cannot stay here to disturb you all. I will go back now!" After Ling Tianyu finished speaking, without wasting any words, he rushed towards the gate of hell.

The red-faced ghost looked stunned and shouted angrily: "Thieves! Don't even think about leaving!"

pity!

Ling Tianyu's speed was so fast that not even he, the ghost general, could catch up with Ling Tianyu.

The distance between the Styx River and the Gate of Hell is not far apart.

A few moments!

Ling Tianyu saw the gate of hell ahead and could finally escape.

"Intercept him!" The red-faced ghost far behind shouted to the two Yin soldiers in front of the gate of hell.

Hear the sound!

The two Yin soldiers reacted immediately. They looked back and saw an awesome Ghost General rushing towards them. They were just small Yin soldiers, how could they defeat the Ghost General?

But they still had the courage to attack Ling Tianyu with their long scythes.

Ling Tianyu's face flashed, and he secretly said, "I'm offended!"

Fierce!

Ling Tianyu struck hard with a palm, with terrifying force, it hit like a chariot.

Bang!~~

With a loud explosion, the two Yin soldiers met each other and were blown away. The lonely ghosts outside the ghost gate fled in panic and let out shrill screams.

"Goodbye! No! Grandpa will never come back!" Ling Tianyu shouted behind him, silently reciting a spell, his soul broke through the air, and he instantly disappeared into the darkness.

The red-faced ghost rushed to the gate of hell, but Ling Tianyu had already escaped, and cursed angrily: "Damn mortal thief! I will remember your soul. If you die, you will never have an easy life in the underworld!"

"Lord Messenger!"

A group of underworld soldiers came in a hurry.

"A bunch of useless trash! They can't even save a mortal soul!" The red-faced ghost, who had nowhere to vent, reprimanded those sinister soldiers.

mortal!?
Chapter completed!