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The holy beast that protects the country is still attacking Wuguan Wang.

The upper city on the back of the turtle is still boiling with blood.

The confrontation between Zheng Chaoyang and Pingping Wang has not yet yielded results.

King Yama had already delivered the fateful blow.

Relying on his super survivability, Wuguan Wang stepped forward to scare the snake, triggering the attack of the holy beast that protects the country and protects the country.

Through Zhao Cang's manipulation and guidance of the holy beast to protect the country, the city king quickly finds out where Zhao Cang's real body is, and at the same time disrupts the city defenses.

The King of Wheels rushed to the destination immediately, blocked the target restaurant, and built a cage.

King Taishan attacked, and King Chujiang and Emperor Song directly entered the cage to clear the field.

King Ping took the opportunity to slay the dragon and kill the emperor, stealing the power of the country, and using this to block strong aid.

Yan Luo Wang is responsible for obliterating accidents...

Even the newly invited King Biancheng and the leader, King Qin Guang himself, were all second-hand in dealing with accidents—I don’t know if I should say it’s a pity that Zhao Cang didn’t prepare enough accidents for his own life and death.

The so-called "will of the people" cannot protect him at all. A giant tortoise that has the strength close to the hole, but lacks enough wisdom, is not enough to stop all the enemies. The carefully constructed "hidden nest" was quickly found out. Carefully selected personal guards are totally vulnerable...

The whole action process of No Door to Hell is not complicated, every link is very clear, and there is a kind of beauty like flowing clouds and flowing water.

This smoothness reflects precisely Hell Wumen's deep understanding of the art of killing and his insight into the intelligence of the entire You Country. As for the outstanding execution ability of several Yan Luos, it is the least thing worth making a fuss about.

How can there be weak people who can survive in an organization that has been wandering on the edge of life and death for a long time like Hell Without Doors, and secure the position of Yama?

King Yan Luo covered Zhao Cang's eyes, and at the same time pushed the corpse down into the sky.

boom!

The collision between Zheng Chaoyang and King Pingping had already produced results.

Even if King Equality stole a huge amount of national power by slaying the dragon and killing the emperor, he couldn't stop Zheng Chaoyang, who was controlling the army, and was directly punched by the golden flame of the bodyguard and the flame of the fierce sun. The ring... blood gushed down and fell.

But Zhao Cang is dead.

The de facto ruler of God's Blessed Kingdom, Zhao Cang, who had manipulated the government for nearly a hundred years, died at this moment before King Qin Guang made a move.

Three years later, the big man who once stood high in the upper city, facing the young man who escaped from the lower city... All the careful preparations in the past three years, unexpectedly collapsed at the touch of a touch.

They didn't actually meet or talk to each other three years ago.

Not three years later.

At that time, a young city lord who was about to become food for tortoises and beasts was not yet qualified to meet the prime minister.

Now an old man who summons many monks to guard him, arranges several caves for cunning rabbits, and hides in the dark to manipulate the holy beasts protecting the country is not enough to wait for King Qin Guang to take action himself.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, who can predict everything in the world?

At this moment, the entire upper city was shaking, and the entire land was trembling.

The huge tortoise beast that lost the guidance of the secret method seems to be getting out of control.

In the process of chasing Wuguan Wang, it gradually no longer controls its power, but unscrupulously vents itself, trampling on this twenty-seventh city!

In a very short period of time, Wuguan Wang used surrogate methods one after another, only to save his life. At this time, the left arm was severed, and the five fingers of the right hand were also bald. Even the blood in the black coffin has dried up.

But at this time, the light and shadow suddenly flickered.

In the eyes of the giant tortoise, there is a picture so clear, and it is getting clearer——

A black official uniform with bloodstains, a tall and straight figure, and a mask called "Biancheng"!

Crash.

The soul world of this giant tortoise is a boundless sea.

King Biancheng manifested the appearance of the Bodhisattva of Six Desires and set foot in this frenzied ocean.

he sees—

The stormy waves are rolling wildly, and the waves are rushing.

Heavy clouds and low pressure, thunder snakes spin.

A tortoise as huge as a mountain was desperately cruising in the boundless raging sea, stirring up the raging waves.

In the world of spirit and soul, it is even more gigantic than in reality. It possesses inestimable spiritual power, but its performance here is more sluggish than in reality.

Such a giant tortoise ran amok on the Black Water Peak, in a state of frenzy, it was a little frightened.

And the Bodhisattva of the Six Desires transformed by the divine consciousness came here, shining the light of the Buddha, showing extraordinary splendor, making it see——

The heavy clouds have dispersed, the thunder has disappeared, and the golden sun hangs in the far sky. The sky and the sea meet in the distance, and large expanses of brilliant sunset glow float on the dome and also hang down in the water.

Thousands of miles of clear waves are like a mirror, so gentle that there is no wave.

The breeze blows gently, blowing the sun evenly on it. Lazy, call it super comfortable.

Jiang Wang, who was still covered by Yama's mask in the world of spirits and souls, naturally couldn't be as relaxed as he showed at the moment.

The divine performance of this turtle beast reminded him of the sea beast he had encountered in the offshore islands—the kind that was enslaved by overseas sects under the prohibition.

Compared with the horror that can hardly be broken through the defense on the real level, the soul of this giant tortoise is much more chaotic and fragile.

Even so, the soul power of this giant tortoise is too huge.

Compared with Jiang Wangyuan's spiritual consciousness, which is far superior to ordinary monks, it is like a boulder on a high mountain.

To appease such a spirit with the Bodhisattva of Six Desires is almost like a child riding a crazy horse. If one is not careful, it will be overturned and trampled. He is now walking on the tip of the knife entirely by virtue of his superb riding skills.

Jiang Wang didn't intend to obliterate or hurt its soul - that would inevitably cause fierce resistance. With the terrifying soul power of this tortoise beast, once it is unreservedly vented, the current Liuyu Bodhisattva has no power to suppress it.

He just wanted to tell it to be quiet for a while, to calm its emotions, so that it would not affect the actions of the rest of Yama. And this is exactly the task Yin Guan entrusted to him.

The Bodhisattva of Six Desires wearing the mask of Yan Luo has an increasingly contradictory sense of the unity of gods and demons.

In the battle, I have a deeper understanding of this Taoism.

In the Buddha's light shining all over the world, Jiang Wang realized the indescribable sin and compassion.

buzz~

Zhao Cang's babblings leading the giant tortoise and beast from a long distance were completely reproduced at this time, singing like a song in this sea area.

Although it lacks the magic circle and the corresponding secret technique cooperation, it still brings great comfort to the turtle and the beast...and in the expansion of the limit of listening desire, it makes it extremely happy!

So in the quiet sea, enjoy the beautiful scenery, listen to the beautiful sound, feel the warmth, float and sink...

It is extremely difficult for outsiders to detect everything that happens in the soul world.

People only saw that the huge tortoise was so rampant and violent that it almost tore the Wu Guanwang into pieces and trampled the entire twenty-seven city. But after the mysterious King Bian Cheng appeared, he stopped immediately.

The cold-tempered King Bian Cheng, in terms of body size, is not even as big as the eyes of the sacred beast Youguo.

But he hung silently in front of the giant turtle, suppressing the huge turtle and beast to keep silent!

The people in the lower city who survived under the giant tortoise fled further away in haste. Of course, he would not thank King Biancheng, but he felt that Yama, who had no gate to hell, was more terrifying than an angry holy beast.

Where did King Qin Guang find him?

Wu Guanwang turned his thoughts lightly in his heart, still hesitating whether to continue to attack, he could already hear the cold and blade-like voice of the newly promoted Biancheng King——

"Find your target, and leave it to me here."

Hey.

Wuguan Wang no longer hesitated. With a backhand move, his black coffin was shrunk and slanted on his shoulders. Then his body twisted strangely, and he rushed to the city.

If it was before, he might be angry, and he must find some opportunity to train this fellow.

but now……

What's wrong with being passive?

Originally, he worked so hard to attack that he couldn't even scratch the turtle's skin.

And he was going to watch Zheng Chaoyang, lest the group of murderers damage the body of the Bing Dao Shenlin too badly and affect his subsequent use.

It hit it off.

King Bian Cheng's thoughtfulness is touching.

The whole country's elite gathered in the city, and at this moment fell into a depressive silence.

Now, Hell Without Doors is all down. Four of them are gods in battle, and six are at their peak!

On the other hand, in Youguo's side, someone only knew that the head of the waste king who rolled over the dragon bed was decapitated, Zhao Cang, who actually controlled the government, died, and the holy beast who protected the country was suppressed by the other party somehow.

A huge country without a leader. In the sky, there is Zheng Chaoyang who controls the army of five thousand negative monuments...

How many can you play?

The toughest general in Youguo, clenched a pair of iron fists tightly, and couldn't see his expression clearly in the rolling soldiers.

Those civil and military officials were all at a loss.

Although the previous chaos was disorderly, it was still a manifestation of vitality. Silence now is almost equivalent to giving up.

The Uptowners have given up struggling.

The country has been in peace for too many years and has been stagnant for too many years. There is no competition inside and no threat outside. The people in power who rule the country in the upper city have long been a backwater. Sudden upheaval, very few people could stand up, and almost all of them were killed.

But at this time, a person flew into the sky, stood proudly high above the upper city, and under the cold eyes of King Chujiang and Yan Luo, said loudly: "Where is Yin Guan?"

This person has a young face, simple clothes, and a sword hanging from his waist. His cultivation level is comparable to Tenglong.

It is the point where it can fly.

But at this moment, he was so courageous that Jiang Wang, who was calming the giant tortoise at the level of spirit and soul, was a little surprised—is this person still the same noodle boy Zhao Che?

He didn't have a single guard around him, and he couldn't survive any one of Yama's hands.

But he seemed to have no fear at all, he just shouted loudly: "Yin Guan! Let's chat!"

Pat, clack, clack.

Yin Guan, with long hair draped over his shoulders and wearing a Yama mask tied around his waist, slowly walked up from the lower city. Stepping in the void, there are clear footsteps.

Under his feet are broken cities and giant tortoises that are as still as mountains.

He walked to a position higher than the upper city, and looked at Zhao Che calmly.

All the Yan Luos present silently dispersed, no longer paying attention to a mortal person.

At this moment, Zheng Chaoyang felt a terrifying pressure as deep as the sea, he subconsciously raised his foot, wanting to stand in front of Zhao Che.

But King Chujiang and King Wuguan looked at him almost at the same time, and they got entangled with him for a moment. But if there is an action, it will inevitably explode.

He can only stop.

Become a god, with thousands of troops under his command, he can't move a step today!

Under such pressure, Zhao Che still showed an extraordinary calmness.

He looked at Yin Guan and said, "Why did you come back here today?"

Yin looked at this dandy who could be crushed easily, but didn't speak.

Zhao Che said to himself, "If you wanted to avenge your friend Zeng Qing, and those who were devoured by the holy beast to protect the country, then you have already done it now."

"If you kill the lord of the country, you can also kill the prime minister. Following this line, you can kill all civil and military officials in the whole dynasty! If you can kill this turtle, you can also kill it."

"And then? What do you want to do? The emperor?"

He raised a seal with his left hand: "The jade seal is here, you can take it."

"Do you want to challenge the old state system? Do you want to change this deformed country? Do you want to bring them—"

He stretched out his hand and slid across the city, pointing at the whole country: "Give them a better life?"

He bowed down, held up the jade seal with both hands, and handed it forward respectfully: "Come on, you can do this now. A peerless genius like you must have extraordinary insights and abilities that mediocrity can't match. If you think about it, you can help me." country to find a better way. I look forward to you."

He moves forward.

Weak as him, at this moment he was aggressive: "I'm looking forward to you! Come on!"

His emotions are so intense.

But Yin Guan's expression was extremely calm.

King Qin Guang, who single-handedly created No Gate to Hell, just looked at Zhao Che calmly: "Is this all you want to talk to me?"

"Yin Guan! The blood shed today is enough, let's go here!" Zheng Chaoyang let go of the soldiers on his face, and he was in extreme pain at this moment.

The imperial palace meanders all the way, full of the blood of the imperial family.

The monks who died to protect Zhao Cang were all strong men who were not many in You Country.

Such a prosperous upper city is already devastated.

At this moment, more than half of the twenty-seventh lower city where the holy beast of the country protector set foot was destroyed.

His eyes flicked from these places, and every place made him feel like a knife piercing his heart.

In the end, the painful eyes fell on Yin Guan, who was as tough as Zheng Chaoyang, and his voice trembled for a while: "If I had known that you would cause such a murder, I would have never held back!"

Yin Guan tilted his head, glanced at him, and smiled contemptuously: "You seem to think that you have some affection with me. What made you, Zheng Chaoyang, have such a misunderstanding?"

He was too lazy to say anything to Zhao Che, but he had something to say to Zheng Chaoyang.

Because this General Youguo is the idol of his childhood friend Zeng Qing. Until the day before he was sent into the mouth of the turtle, Zeng Qing still believed that General Zheng would give him justice - obviously his governance was fine, why was he rated as the worst? The commander-in-chief of the Beibei Army who is loyal to the country will definitely not sit back and watch the traitors mess up the government.

Until the day of execution, Zeng Qing, who was already dying, and Zeng Qing, who had been smeared all over his face and body with rotten eggs and rotten cabbage, looked at Yin Guan, and his lips moved—has the letter of grievance been delivered?

Then swallowed in one gulp.

"Yes, you did not do your best three years ago, so do you think this can appease your guilty heart? The government of this country is not in your control, so you can comfort yourself that everything that is disgusting is related to you Irrelevant? One by one, the geniuses who benefited the country were given the name of incompetence and misgovernment, and they were sent to the mouth of this ugly big turtle and became its feces. You can also comfort yourself, you are only in charge of military affairs, and you are only responsible for military affairs ?"

Yin Guan looked at Zheng Chaoyang like this, raised his hand, and pressed him from a distance.

A strange green glow flashed in his eyes, and the soldiers all over Zheng Chaoyang's body suddenly rolled over, producing fierce resistance, and then peeled off in large pieces like some kind of rotten substance!

"Zheng Chaoyang, for so many years, you have comforted yourself to come here. You have the strongest body in the entire Youguo, but curled up with the weakest soul."

"You are not as good as Zhao Cang!"

While Yin Guan was talking, Zheng Chaoyang gathered the surging soldiers of the five thousand negative stele army, and it fell like rain!

"How did you become a god?"

"Where did the power of the country come from to support you?"

"Your salary, the fat of the people, the anointment of the people. Your whole body is full of blood and tears in the city, but you are in this position and do not seek to govern yourself, how can you feel at ease!?"

The last question is over.

The army formation collapsed immediately, and the five thousand soldiers of the Negative Monument Army all sat on the ground and fainted.

And Zheng Chaoyang's complexion was already pale, and he stood there with not a trace of soldiers gathered together.

Like a goose with all its feathers plucked.

"Now let me tell you, you didn't do your best three years ago, and I didn't do my best. You couldn't kill me. At that time, I left just because that level was enough. So there is really no need to perform pain, and you don't need to move yourself .You can never decide anything, you don't have that ability."

Yin Guan shook his head in disappointment: "You have wasted these three years. Internally, you can't protect the geniuses of your country, and externally, you can't even fight back in front of me... How can you be a general with peace of mind?"

There is nothing better than this.

Large patches of Qi and blood were stripped from Zheng Chaoyang's body, like petals falling off.

And he could no longer stand still, and fell to his knees among the blood petals.

His soldiers were stripped away, his blood was stripped away, his dignity, his fig leaf, his honor, and his personality were also stripped away!