"Huh? Is this a Yin soldier?"

Before Jiang Ziya could make a move, the aura he exuded had already wiped out a thousand Yin soldiers.

However, even for him, his complexion changed slightly. He even felt the price of killing the Yin soldiers.

It's just that he has become an immortal at this time, and he can bear the consequences of killing a thousand Yin soldiers.

Taking a closer look, he has already recognized the details of this group of ghost soldiers.

With a twist of his hand, the attack that had just hit halfway was turned around by him, and hit a small open space on the side.

Immediately, a huge piece of house land disappeared.

"The boy who is the descendant of the Emperor has some skills, where did he get so many Yin soldiers?"

"But you just want to deal with me? That's not enough!"

With a backhand pinch seal formula, black lotus flowers sprouted from the ground immediately.

Let him use the orthodox method of Taoism, but after using it, it looks so sinister and evil.

The black lotus bloomed on the ground, but what was exposed from inside was a mouthful of horrible stench and fangs.

Immediately, a strong suction burst out, and none of the remaining Yin soldiers would fall.

All were sucked into the lotus and sealed.

Qin Shuman on the other side of Wangxiang Terrace was becoming more and more like a living person. At this time, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he was staring at Jiang Ziya in the picture.

She had no hope at all that those Yin soldiers could play any role.

Before the city lord Jiang came back, there was no one in Kyushu today that he could join with.

Frontal combat is absolutely not advisable, there is no hope at all.

All she can do now is pray anxiously, the other party can't find the connection point between Netherland and Kyushu, and they can't find them here.

After all, apart from the gate of ghosts, if you want to cross Yin and Yang and come to the underworld, you can only go through a special overlapping illusion similar to the wasteland of the ghost king.

There are not many in the whole of Kyushu. If you don't understand the way, it is indeed enough to keep many strong people out.

But they obviously underestimated Jiang Ziya too much.

The gold content of the name Second Generation Disciple of Xuanmen is more than just having a sage master.

Except for the scary backstage.

It also means that they can learn whatever they want.

After all, when a sage preaches, he just opens his mouth and it is like a golden lotus springing from the sky.

Why ask the immortal to help Luan, and ask the bu yarrow, the principle of seeking good luck and avoiding evil.

What rest food and keep the grain, quiet and inaction, meditation and precepts and fasting.

Or sleep work, or meritorious service, combined into the method of sitting and sitting.

As long as they want to learn, there is nothing a sage can't teach.

They are different from the three generations of Maotou disciples who are generally popular with one trick, relying on one or two skills, or some powerful props, to go out and conquer the world.

These second-generation disciples, including the Twelve Golden Immortals, all belong to those who know everything and understand everything, the Taoist Quanshu.

Take out a little thing from them, and it can become a unique skill for others to dominate and suppress the bottom of the box.

Not to mention, Jiang Ziya has been developing quietly for many years. What happened at that meeting really went to sea.

To him, crossing yin and yang to connect to the underworld is nothing more than mediocrity.

After finishing off those Yin soldiers, Jiang Ziya walked to a long ravine and looked at it with great interest.

He also squatted down and touched the ground, and soon a clear expression appeared on his face.

"It turned out to be the gate of hell. It's really something that people miss."

"Fengdu City, that guy has some ability to develop an abandoned city into what it is today."

"But it's too naive, how can such a small trick stop me?"

He grabbed a handful of dust from the ground and raised his hand to scatter it.

As the dust fluttered, a portal painted with a vicious ghost face appeared immediately, looming in the air.

The gate of hell, which was obviously closed, was revealed by him again for some reason.

"Quickly cut off the gate of hell! What are you doing!"

Qin Shuman roared at a group of ghosts!

Sure enough, in the place where a large number of people were resettled, a gate of ghosts appeared out of thin air again.

Even if you think about it with your ass, you know that the other side of this ghost gate must be that peerless fierce god!

"That... that's not what we opened! We can't close it!"

"Damn it, smash it for me if you can't turn it off!"

Under Qin Shuman's order, Grand Duke Alduin Jin raised his hand to perform a solar fireball, and he raised his hand and smashed it towards the gate of hell.

The fireball is fast and powerful.

Not hesitating to hurt some civilians nearby, he also wants to destroy the uncontrolled ghost gate as soon as possible.

But just when the sun fireball was about to hit the door, the ghost door was still pushed open!

A gust of black wind blew past, and the solar fireball, which was terrifying enough to wipe a country off the map, was blown out like a candle.

After Jiang Ziya pushed open the door, he just blew upwards, disintegrating Fengducheng's counterattack.

After stepping out one step, it is already a gloomy ghost town, Fengdu.

He is still here!

After Jiang Ziya crossed the ghost gate, Qin Shuman calmed down instead.

Because there is no suspense now, it is definitely impossible to fight.

The only difference lies in how long they can last and how much trouble they can cause that fierce god.

"The female lute master has already died, so Fengdu has to rely on the two of them."

The remaining two palace masters of Fengdu City nodded and fought to the forefront of everyone.

During this period of time, through the large-scale coverage of dreams, although Fengdu City has also found some reincarnations of immortals and Buddhas who have not yet developed, but it will obviously take a long time for them to grow up.

Now that the Kyushu Continent has suffered heavy losses, there are only two of them who can be regarded as combat power, and these two are the only ones.

"Tushan Fox Clan, I give you the dream authority of the dream. I don't ask you to trap him, I just want you to use the Kyushu dream to influence his perception as much as possible!"

"The four meritorious officers tried their best to lure him across the Back-Yin Mountain! Look at this fierce god, he can't bear it, the power to cut off Yin and Yang!"

"The shady earth spirit, open a passage leading to the underground of the dead city, all the earth immortals and above, transfer there with the Youmu token. I'm sorry, you will be the bait!"

"Others, transfer to the dungeon at full speed, and fully cooperate with Fengdu's formation defense!"

"I... let those ghost-eating worms come out!"

Qin Shuman calmly gave orders one after another.

A woman who is able to prove herself and make the most correct choice in the face of an enemy she knows is impossible to defeat is indeed worthy of Jiang Li's trust in her.

Even in this dire situation where others should have been desperate, she still prepared several ultimate moves.

Under the influence of dreams and illusions, disturb Jiang Ziya's perception and lure him to cross the Yinshan Mountain!

If he can break Yin and Yang in one step, he will become a dead person. Let him go in to the boundary of the City of Death, and he will be bound by the rules of the City of Death, and he will not be able to get out.

In the end, with the help of the endless ghost-eating worms below it, to engulf it, there might still be a slight chance of winning.

It's a pity that even if everything goes well, it's just a slight chance.

"Young master! You have to come back soon!"

. . . .

The evil god who came to Netherland looked at this land with great interest, the power developed by the contemporary emperor.

"No wonder it's the descendant of that guy Di Xin, who has brought so many sinister and sneaky tricks here, all of which are making up some heresy that can't be put on the table."

"These ignorant mortals still sing praises to that guy. It's really not a pity to die."

Fengdu city was crowded with a large number of monks.

However, Jiang Ziya didn't like it this time.

Because in that city, there are still countless ghosts, monsters, and zombies.

You know, Yuanshi Tianzun has never liked these humble existences.

Now he who also bears this title has also inherited the fine tradition of Yuxu Palace.

If these demons and ghosts were built into the wall together, it would not be called Yuxu Palace.

And not far from him, there is an endless densely packed temporary camp.

"It's true that they are quite capable in just a few days. These mortals can provide me with thousands of blood bricks."

"People in Fengdu City, listen, if you help me continue to arrest mortals, I can spare you a life."

While Jiang Ziya was talking, one hand was already stretched forward, and the mortals who were crowded together, unable to escape with their two legs, were sucked out of life in pieces.

The originally lively and noisy camp was suddenly filled with desperate cries before dying.

With this posture, it doesn't take a few breaths at all.

All the mortals below will die!

"I don't go to hell! Who goes to hell!"

At this moment, a Buddha statue suddenly appeared, standing between ordinary people and Jiang Ziya's black hands.

It was Prison Water, after seeing such a scene of hell, he finally understood his own way, and sacrificed his body and life to save others, just to exchange for a glimmer of life for the human race below.

The mass casualties of mortals temporarily stopped, and instead, the lives that had become prisoners of water were continuously drawn away.

Heshou Zen? Ksitigarbha Light?

These abilities are indeed strong, but they can't stop Xianfan from being different!

Spiritual energy, immortal energy, life, everything in the body is being pulled away quickly.

"Am I not going to hell?"

"Are you the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

"Pfft! Hahaha! Ksitigarbha, Ksitigarbha! You used to be a great man whom I would look up to and respect!"

"Why did it become like this at this time?"

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, do you know the expressions of my twelve senior brothers when they died?"

"Don't worry, you'll know soon!"

Originally, there was only one deformed right leg, but this time the whole body was directly drained.

In just a few breaths, it turned into a wrinkled lump of dried meat and fell to the ground. It was hard to judge whether there was any breath left.

"Jiang Ziya! Die!"

Another flaming spear flew in the air, but it was still useless.

Jiang Ziya casually pushed away the sharp spear point.

The lotus boy holding the spear behind him was also grabbed by his neck and lifted up.

"Oh? And Nezha!"

"My good nephew! We haven't seen each other for a long time. Is the feeling of being drawn aura okay?"

"I haven't seen you for many years, have you ever missed my uncle?"

Jiang Ziya pinched Lingzhu's neck, and five fingers with black nails dug directly into the neck of the lotus body, poking five big holes.

Ling Zhuzi stared at the other party firmly, and transformed into a supercilious, constantly punching and kicking that hand.

"That stupid idiot Li Jing is really useless. I have drawn up the formation for him, and he can still make mistakes."

"However, it's good that you are the last one left. You are much more useful than Li Jing and his two stupid sons."

"How about it, let's pretend that nothing happened 200,000 years ago. We, master and nephew, will fight the world together again!"

While speaking solicitous words, his hands were not weak at all.

With two clicks, the necks of two of the heads of the spirit beads were broken by him on the spot.

There is only a little disconnection left, and it is barely connected there.

"How much help you get, how little help you get!"

"Jiang Ziya, you have no conscience! You will definitely be punished."

"I am the body of a lotus flower, you can't kill me! I must watch you! Watch the day you are defeated by the emperor!"

Lingzhuzi's words reveal his admiration for Jiang Li. He firmly believes that that is the one who saves the world.

"Human Emperor? It's just a lucky kid who got the inheritance of the Human Emperor."

"Don't worry, although he is hiding now, I will definitely find him, turn him into bricks and build it next to you!"

"Nephew Li, what do you think?"

But before Lingzhu could speak, a voice sounded from behind Jiang Ziya.

"I think you are a good brick!"

As soon as he finished speaking, something hit Jiang Ziya's back from behind.

It was a big seal, the whole body was carved from black jade, and the big seal of nine black dragons on the upper plate was pressed on the back of the peerless fierce god.

Sudden heavy blow, Jiang Ziya was caught off guard and was sent flying.

The spirit bead in his hand flew out,

In the sound of barking, he was pushed forward and pressed to the ground.

This is one of the many magic weapons found by the clay figurine from the ruins of the Ten Temples of Yama before setting off.

Jiang Li himself was not interested in the things there in a hurry.

But the clay figurine clone has a whole body of ability, but it has no permanent possessions, and without magic weapons to help, it would be too disadvantageous to fight.

The things in the ruins just supported the scene for him.

This seal is the Yan Luo seal, which can divide life and death, and break yin and yang!

Even now, although the grade of the fairy artifact has been lost. But no matter what, it is also a magic weapon that has properly reached the heavenly level.

Jiang Ziya leaned on the ground and turned his head, seeing the face of the clay figurine Jiang Li.

"Hehe, it turned out to be you!"

"Interesting and interesting, you have become a fairy!"

"What an outstanding young man! You are the number one person in Kyushu today!"

"No wonder you have the courage to dare to appear in front of me."

"However, immortals and immortals are different!"

Jiang Ziya, who was pressed to the ground, chuckled and stood up slowly.

There was a layer of black light on him, and the clay figurine Jiang Li was blown away.

Look at the back of his heart where he was hit by the big seal just now.

Where is the half wound at this time? Not even that layer of clothing was torn.

On the contrary, he turned over the Yan Luo Seal on his hand, and most of the words on the printed surface had been worn away.

It turned out that the sound just now was made by Yan Luoyin's damage. He didn't hurt the opponent at all during the sneak attack!

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