extradition officer

"Hehe, this is the proudest thing I've ever done."

Shen Mo said coldly to Ye Mo: "You are very smart. You have spread rumors from the very beginning, making everyone think that masks are the only way to destroy you. No one has doubted this rumor for hundreds of years, including the leopard. People in love like to be smart, you just use his self-righteousness to continuously release clues to arouse our interest. Because as an evil spirit, you cannot open the gate of hell, so you need a medium that can open the gate of hell. The person who opens it is the extradition officer of hell."

Listening to the silent narration, Huabao's smile froze successfully.

Well, he was indeed doing something stupid. Facts have proved that he underestimated the night devil. He always thought that this madman was just arrogant, but he didn't expect his scheming to be so deep.

"The bastard!" he muttered.

The sound of cursing was easily covered by laughter, and Ye Mo proudly said: "You are right, but it is too late, but for the sake of helping me recall my soul, I will make your death less painful."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hands, and the flames erupting from the vortex rushed towards everyone. Some evil puppets had no time to dodge, and they were instantly burned to charcoal black.

Shen Mo pulled the trigger again, and the black mist was hit, but it didn't hurt him. The others were even more embarrassed, and they didn't even have a chance to attack. They were threatened by the flames one after another, and they just tried to avoid it.

"Fangtang, Fangtang, here I have a spell to deal with evil spirits, I will read it to you right away!"

Seeing the critical situation through Jiang Jian's buttoned camera, Qiangwei hurriedly called out.

In front of Qiangwei was the senior psychic's notes. She made important notes on spells to deal with evil spirits. After flipping through, she said, "I've started to read, you follow me."

She said Jiang Jiankai read a sentence, and swung out with the iron rod to stop the flames that were engulfing him. He wanted to take advantage of the situation to chase after him, but the flames suddenly rose into the sky, turned into sharp knives, and shot at him at the same time.

At the critical moment, Shen Mo threw out the scimitar, and the long knife danced, cutting off the sharp knife.

Facing Ye Mo's arrogance, he smiled coldly.

"Who said you can't kill them?"

Ye Mo was stunned, and saw Shen Mo raised his hand. He was still holding the mask full of evil and resentment in his left hand, and then put the mask on his face amidst the burning fire.

——The only way to defeat the devil is to turn yourself into a devil.

This is what the old extradition officer said, and it is also the expected result of the silence at the beginning.

He didn't know Ye Mo's plan, but as an instructor, every time he went on a mission, he would take all the measures to deal with the accident.

This is the worst way, but also the most effective way.

"Instructor, don't..."

The moment he saw Shen Mo raising his mask, Jiang Jiankai knew something was wrong, he wanted to stop him, but the mask was already on Shen Mo's face.

Silent seemed to have heard his shout, and turned his head slightly, but Jiang Jiankai knew that he was no longer an instructor with just a glance, his eyes were cold, completely turned black, and integrated with the mask.

The silent eyes stayed on Jiang Jiankai for a while and then dodged. The figure swirled into the fire. Worried about Shen Mo's safety, he wanted to keep up, but the cold wind in the vortex became stronger and forced him away.

There are also many puppet evil spirits gathered around, but they are not afraid of losing the control of the night demon. Jiang Jiankai swung the iron bar to open the guy who was in the way, and his eyes stayed in the vortex. Unfortunately, the fire was too strong. I had to squint my eyes, and I could only vaguely see the silent figure engulfed in layers of black mist, and the sound of weapons colliding surged out, shaking people's hearts,

"It's too bright, I can't see anything clearly," Qiangwei's voice came from the headset, asking, "How is the boss?"

Jiang Jiankai didn't hear it. At this moment, his mind was on the two fighting, and he saw the black mist burst out suddenly.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, almost devouring all the fires of hell. A huge gap appeared above the churning fog, like a devil's mouth, swallowing the silence.

When the silent figure completely disappeared into the black mist, Jiang Jiankai's heart almost stopped beating. He swung the attacking evil spirit away with a stick, ignored the terrifying flame vortex, and rushed towards the black mist.

The strong wind suddenly hit, and Jiang Jiankai was caught and fell to the ground, only to hear horrible cries coming out of the fog, one sound, so sharp that it almost pierced the eardrum.

He raised his head, just in time to see the black mist churning violently in the air. Compared with just now, the black mist was much lighter, and he could see the body belonging to the Night Demon in it.

He became even more ugly, his facial features formed by the condensed mist twisted, and he suddenly opened his mouth wide and roared, piercing through the mine, full of anger and unwillingness.

The walls of the mine were all affected, and there were constant tremors. Many people couldn't stand and fell, followed by several roars. Put the iron rod across his chest, ready to resist the next blast of airflow.

At this moment, the roar stopped abruptly, the scimitar cut across the air, and a head flew up, it was the ugly face of Night Demon.

Jiang Jiankai saw it clearly, and couldn't help but widen his eyes. He saw his head swirl in the flames, fell into the vortex, and was grabbed and torn by the evil spirits that kept coming up, and disappeared into the fire.

Immediately afterwards, Night Demon's body also began to crack slowly. At first his body was chopped up and discarded, and then he was restored with spiritual magic. , soon completely collapsed and fell into the vortex of hell.

Night Demon has always been focusing on the integration of soul and body. He only saw the benefits of the integration of soul and body, but he forgot that as an evil spirit, once he is killed, it means permanent death.

Maybe he was too confident, thinking that as long as he got that half of the soul, no one in this world could be his enemy, but he didn't expect that there would always be accidents in everything, and silence was that accident.

Silence not only has the divine power of the underworld belonging to the extradition officer, but also has the malice and evil spirit of the evil spirit, and these are the favorites of the cursed mask.

Silence stood in the vortex, the mask was worn on his face, as if it fit together as one.

He watched the last trace of the night demon's soul dissipate, and suddenly said: "Where I am, you dare to call it a demon?"

The voice was cold, full of chilling metal sounds, and it was somewhat similar to the voice of Night Demon.

Jiang Jian panicked, ignoring the flames from the vortex and countless evil spirits, rushed over and shouted: "Instructor!"

The heat wave rushed to his chest, Jiang Jiankai only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he had already fallen into the whirlpool.

Seeing this, many evil spirits below gave out greedy cheers and stretched out their hands in an attempt to tear him down to hell. He hurriedly grabbed the iron rod and used his spiritual power to keep himself from falling.

Yishi and Qiangwei on the other end of the video screamed at the same time. Jiang Jiankai himself was caught in the flames, and he was also briefly absent-minded. He shook his head vigorously and was about to get up.