"Don't let any of them go. Catch the living first, then the dead. ”

There was a sound of gloom in the heavens and the earth, and Bai Wuchang looked at the people on the earth who were looking at him in horror, and his heart was a little excited. Looking back on the past, the last time so many people were arrested was a hundred years ago, when the Qing soldiers entered the customs.

Only in war can there be so many people who have died unexpectedly.

But he has never caught so many living people, because there have never been hundreds of thousands of people with heavenly eyes who can get together.

Bai Wuchang's voice fell, and countless Yin soldiers behind him scattered in groups.

Only the three of them were left standing in the clouds, laughing at the chaos below.

"No, I didn't see anything, I won't say anything."

A monk roared fiercely, and then his body floated, and he floated uncontrollably towards the plain.

"Let go of me, let go of me."

A Taoist priest also flew towards the plains.

“……”

In the midst of the noise, people all over the place rose into the air, floating uncontrollably towards the decisive plain that was originally prepared for the Zhongyuan Society and the Righteous Dao Alliance.

The Yin Soldier's net is not a joke, even a character like Huang Banyun is just a trick to end under the Yin Soldier.

People who are not from two worlds cannot be compared in strength at all.

Those Yin soldiers didn't need to move much, they just stood in the void, and a few people formed a formation. The people in the range below were charged, and they couldn't move.

Under the net of the Yin soldiers, it is impossible for anyone to escape.

Zhang Jue looked at the chaotic scene with some embarrassment, but suddenly heard Wang Kangjian's voice in his ears: "Brother Jue, are those people from my Zhongyuan Society?" ”

Zhang Jue looked at Wang Kangjian, and was shocked that he now had mana and could transmit sounds.

"Yes, today is the day of the decisive battle between the Zhongyuan Society and the Righteous Path Alliance. But now the Righteous Path Alliance has collapsed. ”

"I went, I haven't come back for a few years, and my Zhongyuan Society has grown to this point."

Wang Kangjian's tone was a little proud, but there was a little sadness in it.

Zhang Jue feels that Wang Kangjian has changed now and is no longer a young maniac. It's very different from the one I once saw in the underworld, it's not a person at all, and I can't tell which one is true.

After glancing at the stunned Zhongyuan Society, Zhang Jue looked at the golden silk nanmu coffin again, and suddenly remembered something, because the decisive battle did not happen, Qu Xiang had no reason to "resurrect". He's still trapped in a coffin and pretending to be dead.

hurriedly said: "You act in a play first......

After saying the matter, Wang Kangjian nodded quietly in the air, and then stretched out the hand in his pocket. I want to be black and white impermanence and fly down with a confession.

Only then did he pretend to recognize Zhang Jue, and shouted from afar: "Ah, Brother Jue, you are also here, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Zhang Jue gave Wang Kangjian a warm hug: "Brother, how are you doing all these years?" ”

Wang Kangjian laughed, but there was a glitter in his eyes: "It's great, eat well and sleep well." Going out to cause trouble and godfather cover. ”

Zhang Jue was about to say something, and Wang Kangjian's voice sounded in his mind. I was amazed in my heart, why did I have to transmit sound when I was so close?

The hurried voice spoke extremely fast: "Brother Jue, this is a trap." Black and white impermanence is going to ruin the Heavenly Master Dao and the Ancestor Dao, you are their move, and so am I, after a while. I'm no longer useful, I'm going to die. You don't have any use value, and so will you. ”

Zhang Jue's face did not change at all, he laughed and patted Wang Kangjian's shoulder, and a look of pride for his brother flashed in his eyes: "As long as you live well, it's fine." Take the time to meet your parents, they miss you very much, and they are happy for you when they see what you have achieved so far. There are not many people in the world who can worship the two gods of Xie Fan as godfathers, this is your creation. ”

Wang Kangjian secretly admired Zhang Jue for being an acting school, and even could act in his eyes, and nodded a lot: "Yes, the honor of my life is to recognize them as my godfather." ”

“……”

The two talked and laughed in a mess and screamed miserably, reminiscing about the past.

The black and white impermanence in the air glanced at each other, looked at each other and smiled.

"What? My brother Qu Xiang is dead? ”

In the chaotic scene, an earth-shattering roar suddenly sounded.

But it was Wang Kangjian who roared with a secret method.

The scene was silent, and suddenly it exploded again.

The people of the Righteous Path Alliance shrank their necks one after another, and their faces were as white as earth. Suffered, the president of Zhongyuan Society turned out to be the brother of this python-robed boy?

President Qu of Zhongyuan Society, there is still a relationship between black and white impermanence. Oh my god, I stabbed a hornet's nest.

I thought that Qu Xiang was a ** mortal, but I didn't expect that the backer behind this guy was even more stable than Mount Tai. This python-robed boy knew at a glance that it had a lot to do with black and white impermanence, and he could stand in front of 100,000 Yin soldiers.

As for the Zhengdao Alliance, they ambushed Qu Xiang.

How much iniquity has this been created? You can think of it on your toes. This is even more terrible than killing gods and Buddhas.

Black and white impermanence collects the soul, and after collecting the soul, he goes to the underworld. The underworld is divided into two organizations, one is the underworld and the other is hell. What's worse is that these two departments are related to black and white impermanence.

If this python-robed boy fanned the flames, and everyone in the Righteous Path Alliance would end up worrying, it would not be as simple as death.

Yes, as the saying goes, the head has a big scar. Because what is more painful than death is that you can't survive and you can't die.

Hell is not a place for people to go, and it can make people lose their minds for a day, let alone suffer in it.

For a moment, the people of the Righteous Path Alliance did not dare to breathe. One by one, they hurriedly lowered their heads, for fear of being noticed by Wang Kangjian.

Those who watched the battle also breathed a sigh of cold air, although their bodies were floating together uncontrollably, they still tried to distance themselves from the people of the Righteous Path Alliance, maintaining a posture of 'I am not a person with them'.

The people of Zhongyuan Society were crazy, sensational, and enthusiastic.

Oh my God, our president is so awesome, and there is such a relationship as black and white impermanence?

Almost all the former veterans knew Wang Kangjian, but now they don't dare to recognize each other, and when they heard Wang Kangjian speak like this at this time, they burst into tears on the spot. Qi Qi knelt down and wept silently in the direction of Wang Kangjian.

The millions of troops of Zhongyuan Society unloaded their armor and took their swords, knelt on one knee, and lowered their heads.

Suddenly, Wang Kangjian stood proudly in front of the million army.

"Get up, please!"

Wang Kangjian strode forward.

Zhang Jue's pupils shrank when he saw it, and there was a sudden burst in his heart, he felt that if he didn't rely on the Junzi Sword, he would definitely not be Wang Kangjian's opponent now.

Although he did not exude momentum, he strode forward.

What is the environment here? The snow reaches the waist and abdomen of the person.

But he strode forward, and this time he stepped forward, but he stepped on the snow. Being able to stride on the snow means that he is as light as a feather, or that his feet are not on the snow at all, and are levitating.

Either way, it's not something that can be achieved simply by being able to fly. This requires a realm.

'Bang la la'

When the millions of troops heard this, they all got up.

Wang Kangjian had a sad look in his eyes, flew up to the high platform, and shouted: "Brother, I'm late!" ”

The palm of his hand slapped the coffin of the golden silk nanmu, only to hear the sound of 'bang', and the coffin burst violently.

Wang Kangjian roared with lightning speed: "Fortunately, I now have the ability to resurrect you, bring the corpse back to your soul, brother!" ”

After saying that, Qu Xiang rubbed his sparse sleepy eyes and sat up in confusion. looked at Wang Kangjian, blinked his eyes, and whispered, "Master, long time no see." ”

After speaking, a fierce man stood up and exclaimed, "Where am I, what's wrong with me?" Hey? Kang Jian, where have you been? Where is this? ”

Wang Kangjian gave Qu Xiang a hug sadly and angrily, and he was speechless.

The brotherhood deeply touched everyone in Zhongyuan Society, and they wiped their tears and watched the two brothers reminisce.

At this moment, the millions of troops of Zhongyuan Society knew one thing.

The president's background is thorough, and it has a lot to do with the power of the underworld.

When the president died for a long time, his brother came, and a word brought him back to life.

Two messages, one purpose - to create gods!

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