It's Haimu.

Haimu knew that his uncle-in-law brought Chu Hao to hell, and he wanted to see Chu Hao being tortured.

Even if the couple were not around, they would still feel revenge when they tortured their son.

As a result, he could not contact his uncle-in-law and found the Yin soldiers who followed him. Only then did he learn that his uncle-in-law had been thrown into the abyss by Chu Hao.

Haimu was furious and knew that Chu Hao was in the eye-digging hell, so he arrived at the eye-digging hell with his Yin soldiers.

"Sword Star Lord!"

Haimu was on the verge of the digging hell and shouted the name of Jianxingjun.

When Jianxingjun learned that Hai Mu was coming, he did not dare to neglect. This was a general under the King of Qin and a prison master, and his level was higher than himself.

"Are you looking for me?" Jian Xingjun ran out to welcome Haimu.

Unlike what the Yin Bing said, Jianxingjun is safe and sound. I heard that Chu Hao beat Jianxingjun up, but it seems that this is not the case.

Haimu said coldly. "Take the person out."

Jian Xingjun was a little confused and said, "Sir, what are you talking about and who are you trying to get?"

Haimu said angrily: "You are pretending! I think you are brave enough to protect that boy."

Jianxingjun wanted to cry, but he was not stupid, and finally knew who Haimu was here for.

Chu Hao, why did you mess with this master?

"Sir, that's not the case, I..."

Haimu said angrily: "Search it for me."

A group of ghost soldiers broke into the Eye-Digging Hell, directly ignored the Sword Star Lord and searched.

Jian Xingjun's face looked ugly. He was a prison master after all, so why didn't the other party give him face? He just searched his territory.

Inside the Eye-Digging Hall, all the subordinates brought by Haimu were thrown out of the hall.

Chu Hao was in a very unhappy mood. He just came back from Daming Yuan and learned that there was an unknown gray matter on his body. In the end, he was very likely to become a demon next to the hunchbacked old man.

This feeling is like having a condition that cannot be cured.

When Haimu saw Chu Hao, he said angrily: "You dare to throw Zhang Qing into the Great Abyss."

Chu Hao curled his lips and said, "What you are talking about is your uncle-in-law?"

"That's right."

Chu Hao refused to deny it and said lightly: "I threw it away. What can you do to me? I said, don't mess with me, but I just don't listen."

A group of ghost soldiers were dazed, why is this kid so crazy?

Haimu said angrily: "Take him down."

The Yin soldiers around Haimu surrounded Chu Hao. They were not ordinary Yin soldiers. Some Yin soldiers were once ghost cultivators, and their strength was at the level of the Ghost King or the Ghost Shura.

A ghost soldier is Gui Shura, and said coldly: "Boy, I really feel sad for you if you dare to be disrespectful to General Haimu."

"Catch him."

Chu Hao didn't even look at it, he poked out his palm and slapped it in the face.

The Yin soldier who was talking before was slapped for dozens of meters, leaving a deep slap on his face.

"A lackey, why are you pretending to be a pussy in front of me? Haimu puppy comes over and teaches you a good class. When I see this Tianshi, why are you not old or young? Haven't my parents educated you enough yet?" Chu Hao said.

"Ding... The host is arrogant and successful in pretending to be so arrogant and gets 9,000 points of pretending."

A group of ghost soldiers were speechless.

A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Do you know what you are talking about?

Haimu's face was gloomy.

He took out his close-fitting sword and wanted to take action himself.

The ghost soldiers retreated and waited to watch the show.

General Haimu's strength must be nothing. It is the peak level of Ghost Shura, who has entered the Ghost King level with one foot.

In the underworld, the peak of Ghost Shura is a master, and is generally a general at the level of ten thousand men.

For example, generals such as Lu Bu, Xiang Yu, Meng Yi are all masters at the peak of Ghost Shura.
Chapter completed!