Nine Heavens

Chapter One Thousand and Twenty-Five

Just when Prince Douyou of the Underworld led an army of tens of millions to the human city at the southwestern junction of the spiritual space world, the northeastern corner of Xinjiang, Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen couldn't get close to the people who were about to come no matter how hard they tried in the black smoke column. The team of monks who were slaughtered.

Just as he gritted his teeth and insisted on continuing to sprint, he suddenly heard a loud rumbling noise and black smoke billowing, and a huge suction appeared above his head, and then the two of them were quickly sucked into the sky tens of thousands of feet high.

When the two stabilized their figures, they found that they were standing in a very huge space that was as bright as day. After examining for a while, the two of them immediately realized that they were in a black hole flying disk.

The space in the black hole flying disk is not only as bright as day, but besides the large palace-like space where the two of them are at the moment, there are many strange existences. Being in it is like entering the palace hall. for complex.

Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen just took a general look at the situation inside the black hole flying disk, and then turned their attention to those fellow Taoists outside the black hole flying disk who were followed by hundreds of thousands of people. Like last time, all the two people outside the black hole flying disk They can see very clearly.

Tens of thousands of feet below, the lonely marching camp of the Underworld Prince was surrounded by pitch-black smoke. The two of them clearly saw the last group of fellow sufferers in the thick smoke, the souls that were blown away by tens of thousands of evil soul-drawing soldiers. The knife, chopped so that the soul flew away and died.

But in the horror of the two, they were also very surprised to find that after these tens of thousands of soul-drawing soldiers slaughtered tens of thousands of the last remaining fellow sufferers, they jumped out of the barracks with billowing smoke, and then knelt down to the lonely prince of the underworld. On top of bones, plowing marrow and a tall horse, in front of a ghostly phantom like a dancing flame, it immediately exploded into puffs of black smoke.

When the prince of the underworld, Duyou, led the brigade and had already rushed thousands of feet away, such a thing happened unexpectedly.

The red light ghost witch is really a powerful character. Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen feel that powerful opponents from the Nether Hell are constantly approaching them. Yunhu, this red light ghost witch, there will be many more in the future.

Who is that red flame? Both Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen could guess that it must be the red light ghost witch they heard mentioned in their conversation while they were struggling, and she designed to slaughter tens of thousands of fellow Taoists who had recovered their soul power with great difficulty.

However.

Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen were relatively speechless, suffering as if tearing their heart and lungs, and their faces were pale in the silence.

"Who is that gray figure? Since he has the ability to restore everyone's soul power, and killed the general supervisor Xuan Yangpeng and his more than 20,000 soul-drawing soldiers, why didn't he come out at the critical moment!?"

Song Zhen said that he was complaining about the gray figure, but he was actually blaming himself. At that time, he and his third brother Liu Qianlang were too careless. If we were careful, we might be able to avoid such a thing from happening.

Liu Qianlang could naturally hear Song Zhen's implication, and said: "The friend with the gray figure has tried his best, and the only complaint is that we are too confident because of our extreme joy. In fact, we should be a little cautious, and we shouldn't let them be so reckless. Let's go to the marching camp of the Prince of the Underworld!"

"However, how can we stop them? If you don't look at the strength of some monks, some of them have stronger spiritual power than us. Even if we persuade them, they may not listen!" Song Zhen shook his head.

In fact, Song Zhen didn't mean to stop them at the time, Liu Qianlang thought too, but seeing their indignation, it was indeed as Song Zhen said, in front of some powerful people, the other party might not listen to his kindness.

have no choice!

"That gray figure, I guess it might be Senior Liaomang. Like tens of millions of fellow Taoists, he not only survived, but was nourished by the Devil's Tears and the bone tide sea water, his soul power was restored, and at the same time, his magical skills improved.

Then he thought of the fellow Taoist who was still suffering, so he used his magic power to fly clouds in the sky and spread rain on the ghost slave beach to rescue him, and then broke into the military camp at night to deceive the army of the prince of the underworld Duyou. Firstly, Xuan Yangpeng was killed and hung on the coast of Guchao Sea to pay homage to the souls of the countless first batch of people in Guchao Sea and their relatives crying for the tears that flowed into Guchao Sea.

Then he went back and killed all the soul-twitching soldiers in a rage. In order to vent his hatred, like Xuan Yangpeng, he used the bone stumps he brought and hung them up one by one. I think he did this mainly to demonstrate to the prince of the underworld, in order to promote the dignity of our Yangshi monks.

If the predictions are correct, then he must want to join us who woke up the next day. It can be seen that every step is carefully planned by him. However, he never calculated that there would be a very shrewd and difficult red light ghost witch appearing in his plan.

When he found that the ghost witch appeared in the camp just before thousands of fellow Taoists entered the camp, he immediately realized that the red light ghost witch might have seen through the fake bone book, so he wanted to run back to the commander's tent to take the fake bone book. But he realized it was too late, the Bone Army Book was in the hands of the red light ghost witch who was flying to the soul-drawing battalion headquarters in the northwest corner.

Senior Liaomang must have thought that the red light ghost witch would soon go to chase after the army of the prince of the underworld, so he rushed out of the barracks, probably to find a way to prevent the army of the prince of the underworld from coming back, fearing that it would be bad for us . This is the reason why he didn't have time to deal with Xuan Yangpeng and the bone stump on which he was hanging when he hurriedly left the Sea of ​​Bone Tide.

Seeing the situation, senior Liaomang obviously achieved the purpose of delaying the late return of the Prince of the Underworld Duyou's army, because according to the time calculation, the red light ghost witch must have flown out of the barracks to chase after the Prince of the Underworld Duyou's army before noon, but I didn't come back until this evening.

For such a long time, senior Liaomang either interfered with the continued misjudgment of the Prince of the Underworld Duyou, or successfully blocked the red light ghost witch halfway. It's just that the red light ghost witch probably cared about his own face, so he didn't say anything. But why Senior Liaomang didn't come back and where he went after that is really hard to guess.

But he never imagined that the tens of millions of fellow Taoists who had recovered their soul power would once again become the shackles of the Underworld Prince Duyou's army. If he knew this situation, he would be heartbroken. "

"Well! The third brother's reasoning is reasonable, but just now the third brother said that when Senior Liaomang left Guchao Sea, he didn't have time to destroy Xuanyangpeng's body and the bone stump. What did you mean? Why did you have to destroy it?"

Hearing this, Song Zhen couldn't understand this point, so he twisted his black and white eyebrows and stared at Liu Qianlang.

"Oh, this is my guess. I think that after Senior Liaomang used Xuanyang Peng to pay homage to Gu Chaohai, he would never leave such a huge gap here. Because once the red light ghost witch sees Xuanyang Peng die At the seaside of bone tide, the red light ghost witch will immediately realize that the inexplicable recovery of soul power of tens of millions of ghost slaves must be related to the sea water of bone tide sea.

And to kill more than 20,000 soul-twitching soldiers in a short period of time with the power of senior Liaomang alone, he must have used a special method, that is, the devil's tears. That is to say, the sea water of bone tide sea can take the lives of these evil spirits, but it can save the lives of tens of millions of fellow Taoists. I think Senior Liaoyuan doesn't want the Red Light Ghost Witch to find out about this. "

Song Zhen pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "My third brother and I have the opposite opinion. I think it was left behind by senior Liaomang on purpose. After the red light ghost witch entered the barracks, senior Liaomang obviously still In the barracks, after Senior Liao Mang left the barracks, he should have seen that we were at the beach.

Just because he saw tens of millions of our fellow daoists watching Xuanyang Peng at that time, he was sure that everyone would find that Guchao Sea could be a refuge for fellow daoists, and the prince of the underworld, Duyou, would not dare to offend him no matter how many troops there were. Sea of ​​Devils. So he left with peace of mind.

As for the purpose of his departure, what the third brother said, maybe he also intended to lure the red light ghost witch away. In short, it should be out of the idea of ​​​​protecting tens of millions of fellow Taoists. He later knew that the Underworld Prince Duyou's army had returned, but he didn't come back, maybe he discovered something more important. "

"Hiss! That's right! What the fourth brother said is true. Unfortunately, we were too careless at the time and didn't understand the painstaking efforts of Senior Liaomang. Instead, we went to the opposite side and watched tens of millions of fellow Taoists enter the Red Light Ghost The trap under Wu Bu. But the fourth brother actually thought so, why didn't he try his best to stop tens of thousands of fellow Taoists at that time?"

"Hey! Why did I think so much at the time? I suddenly thought of this after hearing what the third brother said, but if I thought about it, I could stop them no matter what. Unfortunately, it's useless to know anything now."

Song Zhen shook his wrist in remorse.

"What the fourth brother said reminded me of one thing. When we were flying towards the barracks with our uncle, I saw a flash of red light behind me, and then Xuanyang Peng's body on the coast disappeared. The bone tree stump also disappeared. Now it seems that the red light ghost witch must have taken Xuan Yangpeng's body and destroyed the bone tree stump before the prince of the underworld Duyou's army came back.

He did this because he didn't want the Crown Prince of the Underworld to see Duyou, but why? Could it be that he is covering up the secret that bone tide sea water can restore soul power? Or something else, it's really strange for him to do this, I don't know what the fourth brother thinks? "

"Is there such a thing?"

Song Zhen twisted his black and white eyebrows, and said after a while: "Fourth brother can't figure out his intentions, but this shows that it seems that the red light ghost witch and the prince of the underworld are not completely in the same mind."

Liu Qianlang nodded in agreement after listening to Song Zhen's opinion.

The two of them were concentrating on talking, when Liu Qianlang glanced sideways suddenly, and saw the black hole flying disk flying in the inexplicable space of the black hole, and the countless stars outside, which were the same as the dark sun in the daytime sky of the nether world, were flickering strangely. There are so many, countless, and as vast as the sea.

And this kind of situation is no stranger to him, because in his ink jade skeleton, it is like this everywhere in the dark sky. The countless pitch-black stars outside the black hole's flying disk can't feel their existence unless you look carefully.

Where is this flying? Liu Qianlang just wanted to stimulate a stronger level of vision to study it carefully, but when the front lighted up, the black hole flying disc landed on several mountains.

"Oh! Third brother, look, isn't that a city of people?"

After the black hole flying disk landed, Song Zhen twitched his black and white eyebrows, and shouted in shock, while the astrologer in his hand pointed to a place tens of miles away from the high black hole flying disk.

Hearing this, Liu Qianlang followed Song Zhen's line of sight, right? I saw that on the infinitely vast land of the dark and wild frontier, the human city is like a winding giant dragon lying on the ground, without seeing its head or tail, moving around, it immediately reminds people of the majesty of the howling dragon in the sky. Domineering.

Inside the human city, there are military barracks intermittently and continuously. On the city wall, there are also countless towers. At the opening of the tower, there are faint shadows of ghost soldiers shaking their flags.

"Haha! Third brother, look again, there are so many military tents in the distance outside the city, who do you think are those?"

When Liu Qianlang was looking at the layout of the inner city carefully, Song Zhen suddenly grabbed Liu Qianlang's words and laughed excitedly.

"Haha! Sister!"

While Song Zhen was laughing, Liu Qianlang looked thousands of miles away, and saw countless military tents covering the hills thousands of miles away, and standing on a cliff in front of the countless military tents was a heroic figure. The woman in the emerald green dress inlaid with precious stones stands behind nine generals in bronze armor.

On the left and right sides of his body, twenty-one chaotic elves are mischievously chasing around.

This woman, holding the bright red Nine Dragon Fireworks Jade Seal in her hand, wearing a red phoenix fire hairpin, has high hair, a proud face, emerald eyes flashing thousands of miles, looking at the long dragon in the city.

Behind them stands an emerald majestic pole, fluttering in the wind, with the word "Juan" written on it.

This person is none other than Liu Qianlang's compatriot sister Liu Juan. After less than two months, she has defeated the encirclement and suppression armies of multiple routes in the inner and outer borders. Inner land.

Since entering the Nether Hell, Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen's goal was to save their sister, but they failed to save their sister, and instead strayed into the Nether Hell's Southwest Interpolar Land. Now suddenly seeing that my sister is safe and sound, and leading an army to dominate the ghost territory, how can I be unhappy.

Therefore, Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen instantly wiped away the pain of losing their fellow daoists, embraced and laughed excitedly.