The icons of the saints are the sons.

They merge into heaven and earth with their own bodies, turn into rules of heaven and earth, and guard the world......

Because of their appearance, the Great Merchants died.

At this time, Feng Qingyan's face was extremely painful, and he turned pale, and muttered softly: "I'm a big businessman, and I'm dead......

He glared at the mysterious world, to see if his subjects were still there. Unfortunately, the terrifying temple cut off his vision, and he only saw a hazy scene.

However, it can be vaguely seen that the war is raging on the earth, and there is billowing wolf smoke rising.

At this time, he clutched his chest, stared at the billowing wolf smoke, and said softly: "One day, the underworld will return to the world and recreate order in the world......"

Rumble!

Before his words fell, the bright moon suddenly exploded, and then cut off all pictures of his hometown.

And the sky gradually returned to calm.

"Haha......"

Feng Qingyan laughed bitterly twice.

At this moment, two clear tears were drawn from his face and dripped down on the moon platform.

And the tears melted into the moon platform, blooming with a faint light.

If Feng Qingyan is under the moon worship platform, you can see the word "moon worship", which has been blurred by tears, and only one word "Taiwan" remains.

"From now on, the moon platform is the hometown platform!"

At this time, Feng Qingyan said coldly, his voice exuding a sonorous aura, and then he grabbed it towards the sky above the capital city.

The clouds and mist that had been turned into the thoughts of 100,000 ghost people were immediately caught.

"Take longing as ink, rewrite this station!"

Feng Qingyan looked at the mist of longing in his hand, and then turned into a piece of rolling ink, and said, "Come on!"

A brush flew out of the temple of the Son of Heaven.

Feng Qingyan held the brush, dipped it in the ink of his thoughts, and suddenly wrote the word "Wangxiang" in the air. As soon as the word "Wangxiang" came out, it immediately flew off the moon platform and integrated into the position where the word "moon worship" was located before.

Rumble!

The moon platform shook suddenly.

"In the name of Qingyan, build a Xiangtai!"

At this time, Feng Qingyan shouted, and the cliff under the moon platform immediately gave birth to a stone knife with a handle, as well as a stone tree like a sword. Then, between the cliffs, a stone-level path was born, which began from the Ten Yama Hall and ended at Wangxiangtai.

Boom Boom –

The Wangxiang Terrace is rising, and there are huge changes, which looks majestic and magnificent, as if towering in the clouds.

But that's not enough!

It's not enough ink.

At this time, there were thoughts rising in the city of Xudu, turning into a cloud, and then integrating into the word "Wangxiang".

The cries in the city were louder.

"Woo, husband, I miss my daughter. ”

In the middle of the city, a female ghost with a pale face and red and swollen eyes slammed her head against the wall and cried loudly.

And her husband couldn't pull it, and his eyes were also red and swollen.

Only in this way can the pain of longing be alleviated.

And the White Emperor City, who was walking in the city, couldn't help but step forward when he saw this, and asked, "Why are you crying here?"

"Miss my daughter. ”

"Where is your daughter now?"

"On earth. ”

"The love of flesh and blood, the essence and blood are connected, how can you not want to?!" White Emperor City nodded, suddenly with pity, and pointed to the highest place of Xushan Mountain and said, "Have you seen it?"

The female ghost looked up when she heard this.

"That is the Wangxiang Terrace built by the order of the Son of Heaven, and when you climb the Wangxiang Terrace, you can see the hometown of the world, as well as relatives and friends. "White Emperor City pointed to Wangxiangtai Road.

"Really?" said the female ghost in surprise and excitement.

White Emperor Cheng nodded and said, "However, the road to Wangxiangtai is not easy to walk, and there are sword mountains and sword trees on the road, which are very steep. ”

"I'm not afraid. The female ghost said.

"Then go ahead. "The White Emperor City Road, then pointed to a road.

After the female ghost thanked her, she immediately ran away, and even ignored her husband in order to see her daughter in the world.

At this time, countless ghosts rushed towards the lookout platform, rushing to the stone path.

However, there are too many ghost people pouring in.

The stone-level path was small and steep, and some of the ghost people were squeezed down the path and fell into the sword mountain and the sword tree.

"Ahh

One by one, screams rang out, turning the faces of the ghosts on the road pale, but they still rushed up.

On the stone-level path, from time to time, ghost people were squeezed down and fell on the sword tree of Daoshan Mountain.

At this time, the king of Yama immediately sent a team of ghost pawns to maintain order, because the scene was too crazy, much crazier than the Spring Festival.

"Don't fight!"

"Don't squeeze!"

"Line up!"

At the foot of the cliff, the ghost pawn was shouting loudly.

But the ghost people just didn't listen, and frantically squeezed up, for fear that if they were one step slower, more ghost people would fall.

"Bang Bang—"

At this time, the ghost pawns had no choice but to sacrifice the Soul Whip and whip it down.

"Back off, back off!"

The Soul Whip is like a black snake, rolling towards the chaotic ghost people.

However, despite the fierce rebuke of the ghost guards, the ghost people still forced their way up the stone path, wanting to see their hometown from afar on the lookout platform.

"Woo. ”

The ghost people squeezed up while crying.

At this time, even the ghost pawns have no choice, because the ghost people are not afraid at all, so what is the use of fighting more?

The stone path is very steep and long, and it is very difficult to climb, and if you are not careful, you will fall down, or be pierced by a stone knife, or be caught by a sword tree......

Soon after, both sides of the stone-level path were already full of ghost people.

They still didn't give up, and struggled to get up, although they were scarred by the stone knives and sword trees.

"Pull me up, I'm going to go up ......"

A ghost folk hanging on a sword tree pleaded with the ghost people on the stone path.

"You're injured now, go back and heal first, and come back next time. Some ghost people persuaded him, "Wangxiangtai is here, and it won't run ......."

"I'm going to see my wife, who was pregnant when I left. The ghost's face was full of pain, and he still begged the ghostly people on the road to pull him.

And at this time, there are ghost people who reach out to pull.

However, the ghost people couldn't pull it, but the wounds on their bodies became bigger and bigger.

In front of the Son of Heaven Palace, Feng Qingyan stood with his hands in his hands, looking at him expressionlessly. And behind him, Li Jing, dressed in green clothes, also stood quietly......

Soon after, a ghost man finally climbed the lookout platform, but he was covered in scars, obviously scratched by the stone knife and sword tree on the road.

But he didn't care, and became extremely excited, extremely anticipating.

However, the ghost man craned his neck, but he saw nothing, and said to himself, "I—why can't I see anything?

"That's right, isn't it said that it is Wangxiangtai? If you climb the Wangxiang Terrace, you can look at the hometown of the world, how can you not see it?"

After a while, some ghost people came up one after another, and one by one they craned their necks to look, but they saw nothing.

They are equally scarred.

"Sir, why do you have to grow stone knives and sword trees on the road?"

Li Jing was a little puzzled, seeing countless ghost people falling, being stabbed by stone knives or scratched by sword trees, she felt very uncomfortable, and couldn't help but feel compassion, "Wouldn't it be better to let them come up safely?"

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