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Chapter 188 The Judge's Soul
Looking at the ordinary man with broken arms and legs, he might not have imagined that it was only a one-time charge that would lead to Fang Xie, the great god...

It's not that I haven't met people with a sense of justice before, but after showing their backs, these people with a sense of justice weighed their gains and losses, and then gave up their original ideas, but looked at Fang Jie who was full of murderous intent above his head. …

The two looked at each other with despair on their faces.

Fang Jie and the others didn't know each other. The son of a half-sage, who also took care of the grandson's teacher, was a person who walked sideways in China. There was no one who dared to do evil.

To put it simply, you touch my son to solve the problem, and I will destroy you completely!

If you dare to rely on your old age to slaughter young people, then Fang Zhixing and Guan Fang dare to stare at your whole family, old and young, young and old, the most powerful person in the world 24 hours a day, and really go after someone... It's scary to think about it.

So if you want to kill Fang Jie, there is only one way!
That is the same-age battle. In the same-age battle with others, if you lose your life, you can only blame yourself for being inferior to others.

Of course, this battle cannot be a sneak attack.

For example, Ji Xuan, who was demonized earlier, as long as it is an aboveboard challenge, no one is allowed to retaliate afterwards.

"Injustice!"

"It's wrong, my lord!"

"No, I can't die!"

"I was wrong, please spare my life!"

When they heard the news that they were going to be executed, the three people struggled.

Looking coldly at the people below, Fang Jie raised a sneer: "Ask the heaven where justice lies, and the sky doesn't say anything."

Words like an oath resounded in the bottom of everyone's heart, and all those who shouted for injustice were directly frightened and did not dare to speak out again. It was like the declaration of the god of death, piercing into the bottom of the heart like a sharp sword, and there was no resistance at all. .

At this moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the entire seashore was instantly turbulent.

The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, lightning and thunder.

As if Fang Jie had offended the sky, the originally dry air became moist, filled with the smell of water vapor, and countless thunder dragons gathered towards Fang Jie's head from a distance.

"Hi everyone, I'm Mr. Pu, a war correspondent!" A fat reporter with round body and eyes said to the camera.

"I believe everyone has also seen the scene in front of us, the hero on the battlefield, the future emperor's teacher Fang Xie roared for the injustice of the world! That solemn oath deeply shocked the hearts of each of us!"

"Fang Jie, I really like him. Let me tell you, Sao Zhu, although I have changed my career to become a reporter, but well, I, Galen, still know how to use hentai!"

"Let's interview passers-by! Hey, this guy with big breasts is as good as I am, so let's interview him!" Teacher Park pointed to a fat man among the crowd.

"Big chest brother, do you have any opinion on that Fang Jie who is standing on our heads and talking?" Teacher Park touched his glasses and said.

"Do you want to listen to real hair or wig?" the big-breasted brother asked.

"Let's have real hair and wigs!" Teacher Park said.

"Heroes see the same thing!" Teacher Park patted the big brother on the shoulder and said, "Is that true?"

"Really hair? This is more like pretending to be aggressive, and if you don't take me to pretend to be aggressive, you will know that someone is in the limelight!" The big-breasted brother complained.

Boom~
A thunderbolt directly interrupted the big-chested brother's complaints, and everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Jie.

No, it should be said that they were concentrated in the clouds above Fang Jie's head.

A huge thunder dragon held a pen in its mouth, dragging a booklet with its body and hovering down from the sky.

"The judge's soul, the yin and yang book of life and death!"

"Heart of righteousness, Qiankun soul ecstasy pen!"

"Heaven and earth canonized, Fang Jie is in charge of the position of judge! Judge the injustice of heaven and earth!"

The three words resounded all over the world, and a huge eye appeared in mid-air. Fang Jie silently looked at it, as if it was straight into his heart. Fang Jie's whole body was clearly seen by the eyes in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, everyone felt their eyes blurred, and then the whole world returned to calm, as if all the lightning, thunder, and turmoil had never happened, and the kneeling people were still kneeling.

The only difference is that there are two more things around Fang Jie.

A pen, a book.

"Bestowed by heaven and earth, the soul of the judge!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the soul of the judge. All changes will be experienced by the host itself."

Feeling the changes in his body, Fang Jie slowly stretched out his hands, and stroked the pen and book lightly.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to be captured on a black and white film, flashing, then black, and then white.

Behind Fang Jie, there was a black and white figure with a skull mask, an official hat, a book of life and death in his left hand, and a pen in his right hand. He was wearing a black robe and floated behind Fang Jie.

judge spirit,

"This is this?" Nan Xin, who was drinking in the Taotie Tower, suddenly changed his expression and felt the aura of the same clan outside the tower.

"Fuck, judge?" Nan He asked in surprise.

You must know that although your own is called the Hall of the King of Yama, the real name should be the Hall of Yama, and you are just the King of Yama.

In the ancient Chinese mythology system, the underworld is in charge of the King of Hades, one mansion, ten halls, and four judges.

And King Yama is only one of the ten halls. The ten kings will first judge the ghosts to go to the prison, and then the judges will review them. The ghosts that the ten kings cannot judge will be handed over to the judges.

(End of this chapter)