Nine Heavens

Chapter One Thousand and Sixteen

Gazing at the dark world outside the transparent black hole flying disk from the inside out, Liu Qianlang wondered why the moment he entered the shadow of the black hole flying disk, his soul power suddenly had the desire to rush out of the soul door? If it wasn't for the experience of losing one's soul, one would have to lose one's soul power, and one's cultivation would drop a lot in an instant.

At that time, when I discovered this situation, I quickly used the dragon ball spiritual power to seal my own soul sea, and at the same time sealed the soul sea of ​​Song Zhen and Master Hun Mengzhen.

"Uncle Huanmeng, did you have any unusual reactions when you came in, fourth brother?" Liu Qianlang wanted to ask if the two of them were also affected.

"Hiss! Strange, every time I come in, my soul power will disperse a lot, but this time it didn't disperse?" Daoist Huanmeng's eyes were full of doubts, and he immediately thought that his nephew Liu Qianlang might have helped him, but he didn't say anything .

"Why not, this big black plate is so evil. As soon as I approached it, my head tensed and I felt a headache, as if something in my head was about to come out, but it only took a moment. The third brother also had this a feeling of?"

"Yes, the shadow outside this black hole flying disk has the effect of consuming our soul power. I have placed a dragon ball aura barrier on your soul sea. Don't destroy it, so as not to disperse your soul power."

"Um!"

Master Huanmeng and Song Zhen nodded in agreement.

When Liu Qianlang heard that the two of them were fine, he was relieved, especially since Master Huanmeng was not swallowed by the spirit energy of the dragon ball, which meant that the magic power contained in his soul was still Yangming magic power, not ghost power.

From this, it can be concluded that other ghost slaves are also in the same situation. It seems that this is the biggest difference between monks and other human souls. Although the body loses the four elements of life in the yang world, the soul that enters the nether hell can still guarantee the nature of the original soul power constant. Unlike the soul of a non-monk, once dead, after reaching the Nether Hell, the yang energy will be lost, and the soul power will only be cold.

Knowing this, Liu Qianlang will be able to boldly lend a helping hand when encountering any accidents in the future, without worrying that his righteous spirit will hurt them. Then, Liu Qianlang thought about how to get rid of the bone spirit ring under his and everyone's feet.

"It's time! This general supervisor reminds everyone to work hard and don't look for trouble! This general's patience is limited. Considering your difficulty, I can allow you to let it go once, but I will never allow another second." Second-rate!"

Liu Qianlang, Song Zhen, and Huanmeng Daoist were just exchanging a sentence or two. Suddenly, Xuan Yangpeng's eyes skipped over Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen, looking at the ghost slave military team in the distance. Said. But what he said was for Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen.

Hearing this, Song Zhen was about to open his mouth to deal with it, when he suddenly felt a huge whirlwind push himself and everyone down, and then the black hole flying disk appeared tens of thousands of feet above his head in an instant, and immediately condensed into a black hole. The point disappears. In this way, without opening his mouth, he naturally did not speak.

Liu Qianlang looked around and saw that everyone was already standing in the dark and boundless wilderness. Not far in front of them was the winding city wall under construction, and behind them were tall ghostly mountains.

The cold wind howled in the wilderness, and the wind and sand filled the air.

All the ghost slave soldiers walked towards the place where they worked the day before without waiting for the soul slave's scolding.

For them, they were very happy without whipping the soul whip all the way, so they took the initiative to start working. Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen also started to work under the guidance of the real Huanmeng, because in order to realize the dangerous plan Liu Qianlang said, they first had to pretend to be obedient.

Xuan Yangpeng had a sullen face, sitting on the back of a pitch-black horse and watching the ghost slaves go to the ghost mountain to smash stones, chiseling stones, transporting stones, and going to the human city to continue Gao Lei's ghost slaves did not delay. After a while, he nodded in satisfaction.

Then he rode his dark horse towards the repaired human city, and soon he appeared on top of a roofless ghost building in the human city tens of feet high, staring at the ghosts and sweeping away tens of millions of ghost slaves.

While staring, his gaze fell on Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen intentionally or unintentionally. He watched for a long time, at least three or four hours, and then disappeared above the city wall. He probably entered a secret place on the city wall. City room.

"Dang! Dang!"

Liu Qianlang, Song Zhen, Master Huanmeng were on the side of a ghost mountain and the surrounding ghost slave soldiers were digging ghost stones to repair the human wall, smashing stones, and the sound of repairing and smashing stones filled the whole mountain. The foul smell of ghost stone lime was also in the air.

"Master, why are there so many ghost hammers and axes that no one uses?" Song Zhen pretended to be chiseling ghost stones with a ghost sledgehammer that almost didn't exist, and asked Master Huanmeng.

"Oh! No one uses them. People who used them before were all exhausted or exhausted! You don't know that you are a soul body like me. Every action will consume part of the soul power until the soul power is exhausted. die.

Let's work, is the method you said feasible? If you can't do it, you will die! "

Master Huanmeng looked at the boulders throwing ghost axes and other tools back and forth, and shook his head.

"Don't worry, uncle! We will be careful." Liu Qianlang agreed.

"Crack! Damn, hurry up! You're going to die, so slow!"

At this moment, a few feet away from the three of them, a soul-twitching ghost forgot the fact that his companion was killed before, and habitually raised the soul-twitching whip to whip a ghost slave.

"Um?"

Song Zhen twisted his black and white eyebrows, stared at him, and swished around him, and when he returned to the original place, the ghost whipping the soul whip had turned into a puff of black smoke.

"Let's do it! Third brother! There are 6,449 ghosts left! Get rid of them, and then deal with the one on the city wall!" Song Zhenfei returned to Liu Qianlang's side.

Hearing the words, Liu Qianlang thought that the matter had come to this point anyway, if he didn't kill them, he and Song Zhenzhu would be told by Xuan Yangpeng that Prince Duyou was about to go back to kill them, and that would be troublesome.

So he nodded, Song Zhen was overjoyed, and then the two of them were about to act, but at this moment, there was a sound of talking, and the two of them had no choice but to cancel the plan again.

"Haha! That's right! With a senior warlord like Xuan Yangpeng following the crown prince, why worry about a big event failing? It looks like this, in two seasons, this immortal human city will be completed.

What makes this crown prince even more happy is that, as the commander-in-chief of the warlord, the Xuanyang warden went so hard to personally come to this barren frontier to oversee the work. , What is internal and external troubles! "

The Underworld Crown Prince Duyou said with a smile that shook Tianyu's voice.

"Prince Underworld alone!?" Song Zhen said in surprise, twisting his black and white eyebrows.

Liu Qianlang and Master Huan Meng nodded slightly when they heard the words, but they didn't speak, they continued to pretend to be working and listened.

"Xuan Yangpeng sees His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince of the Underworld! The final general does not know that His Royal Highness is coming here, so he will welcome you from a distance, and I hope to forgive you! I will be loyal to the Crown Prince, and it is a blessing for all ages. Why bother! His Royal Highness, the Underworld Crown Prince, is surrounded by many brave generals Like Yunhao, his subordinates are nothing more than a dog, His Highness is absurd!"

Xuan Yangpeng suddenly appeared above the human city, and hurriedly saluted towards the other side of the human city.

"Haha! Governor Xuanyang, don't be too modest. Not only are you supervising projects with great speed, but you have always managed the ghost slaves safely, unlike those in the left and right borders, where you often hear ghost slaves making trouble, which makes the prince laugh! Good! Now, you are busy for the time being, I will inspect the city with some generals, and when work is over today, I will let the prince accompany you back to the camp! Let’s have fun tonight!"

"Xuan Yangpeng, thank you His Royal Highness for protecting you! Respectfully send your Highness and all the generals off!"

"Governor Xuanyang is polite!"

"Step! Step!"

Then I heard the sound of hooves of several war horses going all the way, filling my ears.

Liu Qianlang judged from the voice, it should be the conversation between the Prince of the Underworld Duyou, several generals and Xuan Yangpeng.

At this time, because Song Zhenzhu killed a soul-drawing ghost, the ghost-drawing ghosts around saw this scene and became honest in an instant. Before, they thought that Xuan Yangpeng was covering them, but seeing Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen were also honest. After working, I thought they were afraid too.

So they began to slowly become barbaric again, who knew that the two of them still didn't deserve Xuan Yangpeng's supervision to save face, and they would kill if they said so! At this moment, I am so afraid that I will die, I will know that the master is in the world!

Although Xuan Yangpeng is hidden in the dark, he has been paying attention to every move of Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen. For the two human races who killed hundreds of soul-drawing ghost compatriots at once, and they are also the most taboo monks of the ghost clan, Xuan Yangpeng How could Yang Peng relax his vigilance towards them!

Just now another compatriot was killed, he saw it clearly and was extremely annoyed, but the barren construction site didn't have the means to torture them, so he had to bear it for now, pretended he didn't see it, and went back to make plans. As for how to catch the two of them, Xuan Yangpeng had already figured it out.

However, the plan is not as good as changing, and the prince of the underworld, Duyou, suddenly appeared to inspect the city, obviously because he heard the rumors that he was addicted to women and so on, and came here because he had doubts about himself. And he has to go back with him, and when he wants to go back with the help, the plan to use the black hole flying disk to capture the two will definitely not work. As the superintendent general, if one of his compatriots was killed, if he found out, it would be self-destructive!

Thinking back just now, Xuan Yangpeng's ghostly heart was still pounding, and his face was sweating like rain, he secretly rejoiced that the prince of the underworld, Duyou, and the other generals did not go to the city, otherwise they would see some ghosts being killed. That scene, that's not bad! Not only the status of his supervisor and general will not be guaranteed, it is estimated that the ghost's life will also be lost.

Seeing that the underworld prince Duyou and several generals had disappeared from sight on horseback, Xuanyangpeng's mind slowly stabilized, and then he called a few ghosts from Shangrencheng, whispered to each other, and then saw, this Several soul-twitching ghosts looked happy, and they drifted to each ghost one after another, whispered something in their ears, and then returned to their original positions.

"What are they doing? Are they discussing how to deal with us?" Song Zhen saw Xuan Yangpeng and a few little ghosts muttering for a while, and then the little ghosts passed information to each other, and asked Liu Qianlang and his mentor through voice transmission. Fantasy real person.

"Don't worry! We'll be fine for the time being." Seeing this situation, when Liu Qianlang heard the appearance of the Underworld Crown Prince Duyou just now, his suspended heart fell instead. So he said confidently.

"Yes, he did this not to deal with us, but to appease his subordinates to guard against the fact that some compatriots were killed. This Xuanyang Peng is usually domineering, arrogant and rude. In fact, he is very unfriendly to Prince Duyou and other generals You see, when the generals pass by him on weekdays, they don't even greet him.

Now that such a big event is happening, he will never want to let Prince Underworld Duyou and those generals know, so Qianlang is right! At least it'll be fine between now and our journey back home. That's it for today, get to work! "

Master Huanmeng has observed Xuan Yangpeng, the ghost general, for many years, and knows his character very well.

Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen also felt that it was not suitable to continue planning today, they nodded in agreement and decided to look for opportunities later.

"Dang! Dang!"

The dark ghost sun in the sky, what hits the earth is not the warm sunlight, but an extremely cold wave of ice-like light waves, the surrounding cold wind howling, all the ghost slave soldiers, including Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen working in such an environment.

In the howling cold wind, the sound of the ghostly ghost weapon hitting the ghost stone echoed in the vast and vast space inside and outside the human city, and it lasted for a long time.