Traveling through time 10,000 years late, I was forced to become a powerful person

"How is the battle going?"

Inside Huangquan Hirasaka, a Hedao ghost god standing on a Huangquan tributary asked a question.

Immediately, a ghost god laughed loudly:

"In recent days, humans and Shinto have been fighting, and the gods of Takama-ga-hara did not send down their divine power to protect the city this time.

The human race is simply unable to fight against the more than 800 soul-refining ghost kings sent in the first round."

As soon as these words came out, the voices of discussion suddenly rang out.

"It seems that this offensive is much smoother than expected. The human race and those gods are a group of idiots who can only fight among themselves!"

"In some of the human race's big cities, there are still many practitioners close to the Refining God. If they fight to the death and can resist the Refining God Ghost King in a short period of time, it will bring a lot of trouble to the battle."

"Please rest assured, the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal has already calculated that the human race's big cities where practitioners gather have all descended on two Yellow Spring tributary projections, with a million Yellow Spring ghosts and more than ten Refining God Ghost Kings.

Even if they have many practitioners at the peak of the transformation of the gods, as long as they have not entered the realm of refining the gods, they will not be It is possible to resist so many ghost kings. "

"After this round, I am afraid that the ten cities required for the blood sacrifice of the Judge of Life and Death will be gathered. "

"It is a pity that the heaven and earth are limited and cannot allow the ghost king of Huanxu Realm to sneak into Huangquan. The ghost kings who have completed the promotion from Lianshen Realm before also died in the last battle, otherwise this battle would be easier. "

"In any case, eight hundred ghost kings against the cultivators of Huashen, the advantage is mine!"

Just when the ghosts and gods were celebrating, the face of the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal who presided over the Huangquan battlefield did not have the slightest joy, but was full of doubts in his eyes.

As the leader of the Huangquan battlefield, the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal could not cross the border to see the details of the battlefield, but could understand the battlefield through the degree of erosion of the Huangquan tributaries.

In his perception, the eight hundred ghost kings and tens of millions of Huangquan ghosts pouring into the battlefield should have harvested the residual souls and expanded the erosion of Huangquan on the present world.

But at this moment, the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal could only sense that a small number of souls were harvested and poured into Huangquan.

As for the erosion of Huangquan on the present world, not only has it not increased at all, but it has shown some signs of decline.

"How is it possible?"

Jiuyin Ghost Immortal asked incredulously.

Then, in his perception, the soul fires connected to Huangquan's life began to extinguish.

Each soul fire represents a soul-refining ghost king, a powerful existence that is invincible on the battlefield outside Yingzhou. Even the accumulation of Huangquan tributaries over the years has only led more than a thousand ghost kings from the underworld.

A small part of them died in the wars over the years, and the other part died in the last sudden attack launched from the Luliang area.

The remaining 800 soul-refining ghost kings are almost all the soul-refining strongmen in Huangquan Biliangsaka.

But these ghost kings who can dominate the direction of a battlefield are falling in large numbers, and the harvest of Huangquan ghosts is very few.

"Trap! This is a trap!"

Jiuyin Ghost Immortal's angry voice interrupted the celebration of many ghosts and gods.

"Eight hundred spirit-refining ghost kings are constantly dying. It must be that the gods of Takama-hara secretly sneaked into other cities to kill the ghost kings.

The gods of Yingzhou have not completely abandoned those cities. All of this is a false illusion they created to consume our living forces."

The ghosts and gods were shocked. The information revealed by the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal was completely beyond their expectations.

The joy of the previous celebration instantly turned into anger at being calculated by the gods of Yingzhou.

"All the gods of Takama-ga-hara should die!"

"You are just a low-ranking god, you can only use such a trick to plot against us."

"Please help us go to the battlefield, I will definitely take down the heads of those gods!"

The burly Lingkui Ghost Immortal shouted angrily:

"Go to the battlefield? Do you know how many powerful gods are lying in ambush on the other side of the battlefield?"

"No matter how many ghost kings are killed, the direction of the Huangquan war cannot be changed. Only by defeating the powerful Huangquan ghosts and gods can Huangquan Hirasaka be truly threatened.

In this case, who can be sure that the death of the ghost king is not another trap?"

The words of Lingkui Ghost Immortal immediately silenced the originally noisy ghosts and gods.

The invasion of Yingzhou has reached its final stage, and the Judge of Life and Death is about to come to clean up the entire Yingzhou. Who is willing to take risks at such a critical moment?

It was precisely because of the worries in the hearts of the ghosts and gods that they chose to send 800 ghost kings to carry out the first round of offensives, trying to use these ghost kings to complete the decrees of the Ten Kings of Hell.

But now the first round of offensives did not bring the desired results, and they were afraid of traps and ambushes in the battlefield, which immediately put all the ghosts and gods in a dilemma.

"I suggest gathering the main forces and choosing a battlefield to descend together. Even if there is an ambush, it can be broken by force!"

"Stupid, all the main forces gathered in one place will inevitably attract the encirclement of the gods.

Of course they don't have the ability to kill us, but if they delay, they will not be able to complete the decrees of the Yama Kings within seven days. Can you bear the consequences?"

"Then what should we do?"

Just when the ghosts and gods were worried, Lingkui Guixian spoke again.

"I have a way, that is, to see if you are willing."

The ghosts and gods cast anxious eyes.

"What can we do?"

"Since the gods of Takamagahara have set up an ambush outside Yingzhou, then Takamagahara and Heian-kyo must be defenseless.

We can do the opposite and directly attack Heian-kyo and sacrifice blood in this city."

"Ping An Jing is the core of Yingzhou. Once the erosion of this city is completed, the effect will definitely be far greater than the blood sacrifice of ten cities. At that time, the judge of life and death will come to the world!"

Some ghosts and gods retorted: "What if we can't capture Heianjing?"

“Unable to capture Heianjing, we focused on several ghost towns and attacked the surrounding cities.

With the ghost city as our support, we can advance, attack, retreat or defend, and there is no need to worry about encirclement and suppression from Takamagahara. "

Lingkui Guixian's words made all the ghosts and gods look at each other in shock.

They had suffered too much in Heianjing, and they knew exactly how strong the gods of Gaotianyuan and the four gods were. If Heianjing could be attacked so easily, they would not have to spend so much effort.

But now Lingkui Guixian's analysis is reasonable and well-founded. Ping An Jing's weak defense at this moment is the best opportunity.

If you can break into Ping'an Capital, you will definitely be rewarded by the Ten Palaces of Yama.

After the secret communication of spiritual consciousness, the eyes of the ghosts and gods looked at Lingkui Ghost Fairy with admiration in their eyes.

Although this Lingkui ghost immortal who came to Huangquan Hirasaka through the tributary of Huangquan a few months ago is not as qualified as the other three, he is far superior to the three ghost immortals in terms of strategy. He is definitely a rare talent.

Even Jiuyin Ghost Fairy was interested in moving, and looked hesitant for a while.

Lingkui Ghost Fairy saw what Jiuyin Ghost Fairy was thinking, and he changed the subject and said:

"If you still have concerns, then temporarily send some additional troops to Ping An Jing to see if we can force out the four gods.

If the four gods are not in Gao Tianyuan, it is enough to prove that the main force of Gao Tianyuan has gone to the outskirts of Yingzhou, and those who remain here are just some minor characters. "

Jiuyin Ghost Fairy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he glanced at the several ghosts and gods present and said:

"Kuwang, Huaidao, Youxuan. You nine ghosts and gods go to the battlefield of Heianjing to put pressure on the gods of Gaotianyuan. You must draw out the four gods!"

"yes!"

The sound of response sounded, and then the underworld wave surged, and the projection of a tributary that was almost solidified washed down towards the Ping An Jing battlefield. One Hedao realm ghost and god and eight Void Refining ghosts and gods joined the battlefield.

In the battlefield, Jianyu Lei Shen, who was one against two, almost stared at the projection of the surging Huangquan tributaries and the many powerful ghosts and gods who suddenly arrived on the scene.

The seven Void-Refining Ghosts and Gods are still within their range to deal with, but now not only the number of Void-Refining Ghosts and Gods has more than doubled, but there is also a powerful Ghost and God in the Hedao Realm, which is enough to overturn the current battle situation.

"roll!"

Jianyu Thunder God let out a roar, and the thunder drum dropped several divine thunders to force back the two Void Refining Ghosts and Gods, and then his body turned into lightning and tried to escape.

"Want to leave?"

The sound of sinister birds sounded, and the ghostly atmosphere between heaven and earth gathered together. A huge ghost hand that was more than a hundred miles long suddenly fell down, and the earth trembled and the entire Heianjing seemed to be destroyed in that palm.

Jianyu Lei Shen's dead souls appeared in great numbers. He was able to rely on his own authority to restrain the ghosts and beat two against one, but in the face of the gap between the Lianxu and Hedao realms, the so-called restraint by authority was meaningless.

In the past, if ghosts and gods in the Hedao realm appeared on the battlefield, the four gods would come to deal with them.

However, facing the Void Refining Ghosts and Gods in the same realm, the Jianyu Thunder God relied on his natural power to be invincible and never faced any threats at all.

However, in the face of the immediate life-and-death crisis, Jianyu Lei Shen realized that the battlefield was not just about generals and generals, and kings versus kings. Powerful ghosts and gods in the Hedao realm could also attack gods in lower realms.

In front of the Hedao realm ghosts and gods, even he was still powerless to resist.

Suddenly, Jianyu Thunder God began to regret driving away the four gods. If they were sitting on the battlefield, he would never encounter such a threat.

The thunder drum exploded and the god's body shattered under the ghost's hand. Even if Jianyu Thunder God transformed into thunder, he could not escape from the palm of the ghost's hand. In desperation, he could only shout loudly:

“Father God, help me!”

"snort!"

An angry voice sounded from Gaotianyuan, and in an instant the entire sky collapsed, the space collapsed, and a large number of laws were annihilated in the void. The broken space was washed away by the void storm and swallowed up the huge ghost hand.

The sky, like a broken mirror, turned into a tomb to bury the huge ghost hand.

The magical power was easily defeated, and even the tomb turned into that side of the sky interfered with the body. The withered ghosts and gods in the Hedao realm suffered backlash and a crack appeared on the body of the ghosts and gods.

However, under the erosion of the projection of the tributary of Huangquan, the cracks on the ghost's body were quickly repaired, leaving no trace.

This is the power of the projection of the underworld's tributaries. Being in it can not only bypass the suppression of heaven and earth and exert the powerful strength of the Hedao realm, but also use the underworld to repair the injuries of ghosts and gods and feed them back.

"It's you!"

The withering ghost's eyes were bright, and he had obviously recognized the identity of Izanagi, the most powerful god second only to Amaterasu among the gods of Takamagahara.

His strength is inferior to Izanagi's, and when Izanagi has the home court advantage, it is even more difficult for him to compete with him.

Izanagi stood on Takamagahara, looking down indifferently at the withered ghosts and gods below:

"You'd better leave as soon as possible. Ping'an Capital is not a place you can get your hands on!"

Facing Izanagi directly, there was no worry on the face of the withered ghost and god. Instead, he smiled as expected when he heard Izanagi's words.

"Izanagi had the upper hand but still took the initiative to persuade me to leave. If the four gods were still there, they would have come to the battlefield to surround me, instead of delaying the appearance of the main god Izanagi until now.

This is enough to show that the four gods and other gods of Takama-ga-hara have already gone to the outer battlefield! "

With a calm mind, the Kuwang ghost shouted loudly:

"Today is the time for us ghosts to take over Heian-kyō!"

After the voice fell, before Izanagi could react, the projection of the Yellow Spring tributary set off a huge wave, and the ghosts with powerful auras appeared on the battlefield outside Heian-kyō.

Izanagi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he lost his voice and said: "Are you going to provoke a decisive battle? ”

There was no reply from the ghosts and gods, and the surging waves had already surged towards Takama-ga-hara.

In Huangquan Hirasaka, the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal controlled the Huangquan tributaries and sent a total of 38 refined ghosts and gods and seven Hedao ghosts and gods to the battlefield of Heian-kyo.

In the entire Huangquan Hirasaka, apart from the Huangquan ghosts that were constantly rushing to the outer battlefield, there were only four ghosts and gods who could not appear in the world temporarily, and five Hedao ghosts and gods.

Allowing the wave to sweep away another Hedao ghost, the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal's face was already showing fatigue.

Controlling the Huangquan tributaries to project and take away so many powerful ghosts and gods has reached the limit of the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal, but there are still four Hedao ghosts and gods who have not yet gone to the battlefield.

Seeing this, the Lingkui Ghost Immortal on the side took the initiative to step forward and said:

"The Nine Yin Ghosts and Gods take a break for a while, and I will send the other four Hedao ghosts and gods to the world. "

Seeing someone willing to help, the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal immediately smiled and nodded in response.

"Thank you very much."

"Puff!"

A sharp blade pierced into the body of the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal the moment the two ghost immortals approached. The Nine Yin Ghost Immortal, whose mana consumption had already reached the limit, had no way to defend himself and could only let the dagger pierce his body, and the ghost immortal's body collapsed.

"Who are you!"

The Nine Yin Ghost Immortal was, after all, a powerful being who had ascended to the fairyland. He reacted in an instant, and his figure suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke and flew dozens of miles away.

Re-manifesting the incomplete ghost immortal body, the Nine Yin Ghost Immortal looked at the Lingkui Ghost Immortal with an ugly face.

And the two ghost immortals in the Yellow Spring tributary reacted immediately, and they all showed their true appearances and glared at Lingkui.

"Me? "

A sarcastic smile appeared on the face of Lingkui Ghost Immortal.

He extended his index finger and slowly tapped the center of his brows. His disguised burly body gradually transformed into a god with a bull's head and a human body.

"Bull-headed Yin Shuai!"

"Zhou Jue Yin Tian Gong!"

"You came here alone, are you looking for death?"

The Bull-headed one did not respond. He looked at a hidden space coordinate with a gloomy look, bowed and saluted in the void:

"Welcome, His Majesty the Great Emperor of Fengdu!"

The next moment, the space at the junction of reality and illusion was torn apart by an invisible hand, and the rolling wheels crushed the void storm and descended into Huangquan Biliangzaka. (End of this chapter)