After thousands of soul statues swept around the martial hall, they flew everywhere again, inside and outside the palace, as well as inside and outside the entire mortise and tenon city, looking for all the royal families and ministers who were 'cultivated', and every time they found one, they immediately devoured their bodies and brought their primordial gods to Mo Pingyi.

The entire mortise and tenon city was filled with black fog for a while, filled with the breath of the dead, as if the apocalyptic disaster had descended into the world.

Ordinary white bodies have no cultivation, and they are all safe, but even so, the people in the city are all so frightened that they don't dare to come forward.

Gradually, some people discovered that those souls did not hurt ordinary people, and only found trouble with the king's family, so some people boldly went to the streets, cowering to see the wonders of the souls flying in the sky.

An uncle who sold rice cakes thought of an important question and asked everyone around him: "So, the king is dead, and the prince and the princes must also be dead.

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Yes, Fenglou is dead.

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On the altar outside the martial hall.

Mo Pingyi looked at the black pressure of the Yuan Shen who was detained by the Soul Statue, and whispered to himself: "Originally, you royal families and lackeys should have died, but there is a friend, he asked me for something, since I agreed, I can't break my promise." …… King Min, don't you want to defeat Jiu Wan, how about I borrow your martial palace and give you a ride?"

After saying that, he laughed twice and pulled out several large rolls of drawing paper from the storage space, and with a wave of his hand, he scattered the drawing paper and threw it into the air.

In the air, countless white painting papers fluttered one after another, swaying or falling to the ground, and Mo Pingyi's figure moved quickly, quickly tracing and smearing on the drawing paper, drawing a pair of extremely ugly monsters of different shapes.

"I'll lend you the dwelling place of the primordial gods!

The pen in his hand flew up and down, thick ink like sprinkling, scattered and splashed, painted out of thousands of vicious beast graphics, and then, he turned the end of the pen, began to draw a spell in the air out of thin air, and the mouth was chanting, and in an instant, the Yuan Shen of King Min and all the courtiers of Fenglou Kingdom were all cast into his newly drawn thousands of monsters and beast pictures, and then took out of the real form and turned into a statue of the soul of the evil beast.

"Such an ugly appearance is worthy of King Min's primordial god!"

Mo Pingyi laughed all the way, jumped down from the altar, and stepped into the martial hall, sacrificing the formation in the hall.

The formation turned, and the sixteen altars outside the city were activated at the same time.

"Let's go to war, go and destroy the monarch of the Jiuwan Kingdom, and never die!"

Once again, the black-purple mist rushed to the sky, sucking all the Yuan Shen Soul statues of King Min of Fenglou Kingdom into the formation, throwing them into the air, and throwing them straight to the direction of the royal city of Jiuwan Kingdom, high in the sky, below the forbidden sky magic array, the divine soul flew like ink-colored fireflies, or like migratory birds migrating and locusts crossing the border, and attacked Jiuwan by surprise!

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There were no living people around the entire martial hall, and the palace of Fenglou had already become a mess.

Mo Pingyi looked back and looked around, among the dozens of murals in the martial hall, only the landscape or painted ornaments in the background were left, and the characters and war beasts had all turned into soul statues, and they were all gathered around him at this time.

There were 10,000 people who were buried back then, but now there are less than 7,000 people recalled from the tomb of Concubine Xian. This shows that many people have let go of their resentment and reincarnated, but most of them are still hovering in the tomb for various reasons, and their grievances are difficult to dissipate.

But after all, only a few decades have passed, not too long.

He whispered to the thousands of soul statues and souls around him: "I can't tell who is my grandfather and who is my father, after so many years, maybe my people have already re-entered reincarnation, maybe they have become resentful spirits, and they are still among you."

"I want to say that at this point today, all your revenge has been avenged, and you can let go of all the resentment and unwillingness in this life and this life, and go to the next reincarnation of the new life, I hope you ...... You can all be lucky enough to be born in the royal family, but remember, don't do evil things, otherwise King Min's today will be your end!"

Speaking of this, he recited the soul verse mantra of the righteous path to transcend the soul, disbanding this surging army of souls.

With the chanting of the poem, the thousands of soul statues floating in the air began to gradually dissolve, and the appearance of those war beasts and ironclad horsemen all slowly faded into wisps of smoke and rushed to the past, leaving behind a dissolved colored ink stain, like a drizzle of rain, layer by layer spread all over the ground of the martial hall.

In the air, the black fog gradually dissipated.

It seems like it's all over......

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Fireworks Alley. In the Yixiang Building, not long ago, the blind luthier watched a group of soul statues rush in, taking away the two guests' primordial spirits, leaving behind the remains of corpses.

At this time, the blind luthier sat in front of the window, he pushed the window and looked out, only to see that the city was dyed with ink, the sky was clear in the depths of winter, but the yin wind rose from nowhere, through the streets and alleys, and swept away and harvested all the primordial gods in the city.

The blind pianist muttered: "Heh, he still can't hold back after all, he started in advance, and this time the plan is half ruined...... Fortunately, we have always hidden our cultivation and aura, otherwise we would not be spared. ”

The beauty Wei Wei stood behind him and asked softly, "Master, is this person also a ghost cultivator?"

"No, he is a Spirit Venerable, but he uses the Demon Venerable method. ”

At this moment, the blind violin master saw that countless black evil beasts shot out from the top of the martial hall, covered in black mist, half virtual and half real, and after those evil beasts were blasted into the air, they all flew in the direction of Jiuwan Kingdom.

"What is he!??is he going to wipe out the two countries alone?!" The qin master was shocked, Huo Ran stood up, turned to Wei Wei and said, "You stay here and wait for me! Maybe a few days, maybe the return date is uncertain, if someone asks you where I am, you will say I don't know!"

After speaking, he cast a ghost escape technique, and under the cover of the black fog in the air, he turned over and jumped out of the window, and flew into the air, chasing after those evil beast soul statues from a distance, and flew straight towards Jiuwan Kingdom.

He had the Imperial Sword Flying Token given to him by the Emperor, so he didn't have to worry about the Forbidden Sky Circle intercepting it, but Wei Wei couldn't go with him.

It's really a plan that can't catch up with the changes, always in such a hurry and embarrassed, and I don't even have time to question Mo Pingyi, why do you act so willingly!

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In the palace of King Yueqi, Feng Yiluan was chasing and playing with Bai and Black in the Yanxia Courtyard, practicing her body by the way, she inadvertently raised her head and saw the black gas and abnormal movements in the southern sky.

Fenglou Guo...... Master......?

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In the imperial capital of Poyun, Wu Yinji is leaning on the green building alone, looking into the distance, since last night, she has been uneasy.

Suddenly, she saw a cloud of inky smoke rise from the southern sky.

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Jiuwan Kingdom, the chief envoy of the Pillow Pavilion is trying to find out the true identity of King Xiaohui in the palace of King Xiaohui, and he wants to find out the wild concubine without startling the snake.

She suddenly frowned, aware of a strong murderous aura, and when she looked up, she saw a black mist breaking through the sky, and there were thousands of extremely ugly beasts wrapped in the black mist, all of which were half-real and half-imaginary, roaring and heading straight to the palace of Jiuwan Kingdom.

This breath ...... There was a bit of demonic aura mixed in this aura, as if it was a little familiar? Could it be an old acquaintance?

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At the same time, in the golden hall of the imperial palace, the Holy Emperor also raised his head......