In the twelve witch gods' barrier, several witch gods launched attacks on Cui Wei and Jin Ao Niangzi.

Luo Hou's body was full of demonic energy, and the bones of his right hand began to heal. The scales on his arm were covered again and returned to normal.

He muttered something in his mouth, and pushed his right hand out horizontally. Every time the palm pushed forward, there was a huge change. The countless runes inside surged, and when it reached Fang Yu, it was like a small mountain.

"The world in the palm!"

Luo Hou sneered, slapped his big hand, and brought Fang Yu into the world in the palm.

Fang Yu's figure swayed and arrived in a strange world. There was yellow sand all around, and the wind blew, and the yellow sand flew.

It was similar to the art of the universe in the sleeves, as long as it was broken.

Fang Yu sneered expressionlessly. This world looked very real, but it was actually a small world constructed by Luo Hou's magic.

His strength was not weaker than the other party, and even stronger. How could this trap him?

Fang Yu raised his foot and stamped his foot. The ground shook and countless yellow sand evaporated. The surrounding scene changed. The surrounding void turned and he reappeared in the Evil Dog Ridge.

Luohou retracted his palm, which still had the mark of a foot on it. His palm was bloody and blurred by the foot.

"So scary?"

Luohou's magical powers were broken one after another, and he had already had the intention to retreat.

He glanced at the God Killing Sword that was still fighting with the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, and frowned even deeper. The quality of the opponent's divine sword was not inferior to his own.

His God Killing Sword could also hurt Fang Yu, but the opponent would not stand there stupidly and be chopped by him.

"It's my turn, Luohou."

Fang Yu knew what Luohou meant. After all, he had lived for so many years. If he couldn't beat him, he would run away. This was a common method used by many strong people. Otherwise, they would not have lived so long.

Fang Yu's body swayed strangely, and when he arrived in front of Luohou, he raised his hand and chopped his chest with a palm.

"This palm is called the God Burial Palm."

There was no sun fire lingering on the big hand, but instead it was shrouded in a strange and mysterious gray aura.

But seeing this gray mist, Luo Hou's eyes widened and he looked terrified.

The sun fire restrained him, but could only burn him, but this strange gray aura seemed to be superior to the fire.

He moved, but the void around him seemed to be frozen for a moment, and his chest was hit hard by this palm.

This palm directly shattered his demonic body, and the demonic energy around him dissipated, and he turned into a man in red again, and flew backwards.

Boom!

Luo Hou's entire body was smashed on the mountain, creating a big pit.

The power of the God Burial Palm exploded, and this terrible power flowed through his limbs and bones, even the Dantian Qi Sea was sealed, and his whole body seemed to be wearing shackles.

Luo Hou climbed out of the pit, staggering, his black hair gradually turned white, and even his skin began to become old and wrinkled.

The Burial God Palm, just like the magical effect in the Burial God Coffin, any power will fade and return to its essence.

Therefore, gods will age and die.

Now, Luo Hou was hit by this palm, and he couldn't bear the power, so he soon became an old man.

"Compared with the Lord of the Divine Court, you are still far behind. You don't have much ability, but you still want to bury the moon, absorb the power of Xuanyin, and control the human world?

Who gave you the courage?"

Fang Yu strode over and came to Luo Hou.

Luo Hou gritted his teeth and looked at Fang Yu, but his mouth hurt and some teeth fell out, and even his voice became old: "The power of burying gods, no wonder you are so arrogant and terrible."

Fang Yu glanced at the storage bag on Luo Hou's waist, raised his hand and grabbed it. The storage bag was heavy, and there were many good things inside.

"You are a great demon god, in fact, it is good to die in my hands. At least, I will let you die decently."

Fang Yu pursed his lips and said, "Cremation is ready."

After saying that, he flicked his finger, and a ray of sun essence fire fell on Luo Hou and began to burn.

The extremely hot sun essence fire burned in the evil dog ridge. Luo Hou screamed miserably, and black gas continued to flow out of his body, but he could not escape the burning of the sun essence fire.

But it took a full incense stick of time to completely turn into ashes.

Fang Yu came to the captured Cui Wei and Jin Ao Niangzi, and also used the magical power in the Burial Nerve to seal all their abilities.

After collecting the Wu Shen Tablet and the Dharma Body, Fang Yu carried Cui Wei and Jin Ao Niangzi in both hands and came to Ma Qingcheng.

"Luo Hou has fallen. These are his two subordinates. Jin Ao Niangzi is a big demon, and the other one is a ghost cultivator, no, a demon cultivator. I have sealed all their abilities.

My only request now is to torture them, torture them severely!"

Fang Yu raised his hand and threw the two people, his face was extremely gloomy.

Ma Qingcheng was overwhelmed by this momentumFrightened, the ghosts around were afraid to breathe.

They had seen the battle in the Evil Dog Ridge just now.

Fang Yu seemed to have not exerted his full strength at all. Luo Hou's magic weapon, the God-killing Sword, was also taken away, and his body was beaten to death.

"Eighteen levels of hell, take turns to go through them?"

Ma Qingcheng grinned, his eyes fell on Cui Wei.

"Okay."

Fang Yu nodded.

"Then let Liuxing send you back to the human world. It's hard work. It's also because there is no one in our underworld now. I guess I will be reincarnated soon."

Ma Qingcheng sighed.

"Don't worry, it won't be long before the Ksitigarbha agent will appear."

Fang Yu smiled slightly.

Liuxing once again offered his paper sedan chair, summoned paper warriors, and carried himself and Fang Yu to the direction of the Ghost Gate.

At this time, the battle in the Evil Dog Ridge had been watched by many powerful people in the underworld, and everyone was watching the battle in different ways.

Some ghost immortals took out their clones, and some used peek treasures.

But Fang Yu ignored all these. He helped the underworld, which was a merit, and also to intimidate the ghost immortals of other forces.

The great demon Luohou of the second level of earthly immortals and the immortal realm was killed by him. Whoever dares to provoke the underworld will end up like this.

"The host killed the great demon Luohou and obtained 80,000 merit points."

The voice of the system sounded in Fang Yu's mind.

"This is Luohou, the Luohou who wants to destroy the world, why is it only 80,000 merit points?"

Fang Yu couldn't help asking.

"Because the host's strength has increased, the merit body has been upgraded to the fifth level, so the merit points have been reduced."

The system answered.

In less than an incense stick of time, Fang Yu returned to the human world and returned to the Jinyu Building with Liuxing.

"You're not going back to the underworld after sending me away, so what are you doing in Jinyu Building?"

Looking at Liuxing who followed him into Jinyu Building, Fang Yu stood still, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Liuxing.

Liuxing was stared at, shuddering, gritted his teeth and said: "I am now in charge of the soul detention in Kowloon District. Jinchai arranged a room for me here, so I live here."

"Oh, I see."

Fang Yu nodded.

When Liuxing finally dared to raise his head, Fang Yu had disappeared, and there was nothing in front of him, as if no one had ever appeared.