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Today is a cloudy day, and the dark clouds are like a magic dragon, dancing wantonly in the air, constantly crushing to the ground. It was rainy for two days in a row, and the continuous drizzle dispelled the last trace of stuffiness of the autumn tiger, which made people feel an inexplicable chill.

After disappearing for a few days, the masters of the various sects finally appeared in front of people's eyes one after another. Even Summer was called to an unnamed mountain in Cloud City by Wu Yazi.

"Master, where have you been these days, I thought something had happened to you." After seeing Wuyazi in the summer, he was very dissatisfied and complained.

"Apprentice, to deal with some personal matters for the teacher, you wait here for a while, and a few more people will come later." Wu Yazi interrupted the conversation between the two, and one person was busy arranging some kind of large array.

This kind of large array is extraordinary, it even requires the use of the power of endless stars, just the complex array diagram makes him dizzy in the summer, he really can't imagine that this array is actually arranged by the master alone.

With the inheritance of those metaphysical techniques and gossip formations that he obtained, he couldn't even see the effect of this big array at all.

Wu Yazi continued to arrange the formation, just cinnabar, lightning peach, and all kinds of yellow talismans were put out, and there were many things that he didn't even know in the summer, and they were placed on several important formation nodes.

During this period, from time to time, high-ranking people from all walks of life came, including Zhen Ji's master and apprentice, as well as Feng Buping's master and apprentice.

When the three of them met, they didn't have to say hello, so they were called aside by their master and arranged for the three of them to sit cross-legged on a formation node and meditate.

Wu Yazi instructed Summer: "Disciple, no matter what, don't leave this circle of cinnabar for a while, otherwise everything will be in vain." ”

"Master, shouldn't you be in this circle? Master be careful of being captured by youkai. "In the summer, I used the classic bridge in Journey to the West to joke about the clifflessness.

If you go up without a cliff, it is a brain meltdown: "Let you do it, where is there so much nonsense." ”

The same thing happened to the other two, Zhen Ji didn't care at all, and Feng Buping was much more honest, whatever the master said, he did it, looking taciturn.

The three-person formation is located on the node in the array, and countless cinnabar surrounds the three of them and keeps drawing the formation diagram, the cinnabar seems to have spirituality, as long as it is carved on the ground, none of them will be blown away by the wind.

Summer was restless, he always felt that something big was going to happen, and Zhen Ji kept grimacing at the other two.

The three of them walked to another corner and kept muttering, obviously plotting something, but no matter how Summer listened, they couldn't hear a single word.

The masters of other sects seized the time to arrange the big array, and no one was idle. With the efforts of everyone, the great array that surrounded the entire valley was finally completed.

At noon, the sun instantly dispelled the dark clouds, piercing the clouds like a sharp sword and falling to the earth. The light was even a little dazzling, bringing infinite heat, and in an instant it dissipated the low temperature caused by the rain for many days, as if it had brought people into the scorching desert in an instant.

In the summer, my eyes hurt from the sun's rays, and tears couldn't help but slip from the corners of my eyes. Where he couldn't see, the ghosts of resentment that he had found in the hospital were shattered by the sunlight with a wail, and disappeared into invisible grains of black sand.

As these ghosts vanished, the dark clouds that had hung over the earth for days disappeared.

Wu Yazi and Master Qingxuan and Ling Xiao Zhenren glanced at each other, and said in unison: "It's here." ”

There is no cliff to open the altar, and there is a voice in his mouth: "Today is the day of returning to the soul, but the demons are coming, and the disciples can't serve the three animals, and I ask the ancestor to forgive me." Black and white impermanence is my teacher, and I will eventually become a god after being created by heaven. I should have come to meet today, and I didn't want the evil to cut off the way. Disciple Wuyazi begged the ancestor to bless me, and the two gods of black and white impermanence blessed my body and protected my sect. ”

After reciting, he lit a stick of incense, burned a few yellow talismans, and nodded to the two beside him.

At this moment, the sword-like sunlight split into several parts and fell in different directions, one of which fell on the top of the hill where they were located. The sunlight carried infinite energy, and in an instant, the yellow talismans used in the formation were burned to ashes. The cinnabar painted on the ground seemed to be infused with energy, shimmering red.

Wu Yazi and other masters of various factions glanced at each other, sat cross-legged, and after a while, they seemed to be out of breath, and their heads fell softly.

"Master!" Summer was anxious when I saw it.

Just as Summer wanted to rush out of the big array and go to find out, he heard Zhen Ji's shout.

"Don't go out, look at your phone."

Summer hesitated for a moment, but still took out her phone from her pocket.

Forkworm: Good people, don't worry, your master is fine, they are all out of the body and have gone to Hades.

Zhen Ji simply convinced the other party, obviously she didn't understand anything like a primary school student, but this cultivation was rising and rising.

Weimo: I see, I said that these masters of various factions are as if they are dead, and they have no breath. Wouldn't it be dangerous for them, and what if something happened to the soul in the underworld?

Summer was still a little worried, after all, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Horse Fork Worm: Don't worry, what we can do now is to hold the big array and protect the flesh of the three masters. As for their souls, once something happens to them in the underworld, then there is nothing we can do.

Weimo: Well, that's all.

Summer looked up again at the many masters who had lost their lives, and could only recite the scriptures silently and pray for them.

……

At this moment, in another time and space, an unknown battle is taking place.

On one side are the demons who have been suppressed by the underworld for thousands of years, on the other side are the gods of the underworld who have been named righteous gods by the heavenly court, and there are many masters of the righteous path in the human world who have entered the underworld in the way of out-of-body souls. It's just that I didn't see those evil masters who still exist in the world, and I don't know what they are planning.

This battle is different from the ancient battle of cold weapons, it all depends on the momentum of the charge, there is no advance or retreat, the will to fall into battle, there is death without life, and the unparalleled courage of taking the head of the enemy general in the chaotic army. It is also different from the ruthlessness of modern thermal weapons, which can easily destroy the world, destroy lives, and create a wasteland.

This is a silent war, and it is all about their own formations. It depends on which side is willing to put more merit or death.

The gods of the underworld have nothing to fear, because they have used the great array of the human world to gather the power of the sun to defeat the great array arranged by the evil ways in the human world. Without the support of the dead energy of the world, the demons were defeated, so the gods seemed very relaxed, and even had the leisure to talk about how beautiful a certain fairy was.

The one who can lead the evil demons is naturally the ancestor who has been suppressed under the Nine Shadows, and his demeanor is still the same, the dark cloak without a trace of variegation, woven with the wings of the night crow, sets off him more tall and powerful, and his bearing is extraordinary.

The ancestor's pale golden face smiled evilly, and there was a little expectation in his starry eyes: "Scumbags, get ready to meet the great gift I have prepared for you."

No one knows what the gift he prepared is, and perhaps one person knows that it is the gentleman who once tasted tea with him in the Nine Shadows. Sir may know what the so-called gift in the mouth of the ancestor is, or Sir himself is the great gift to the gods of the underworld, all of which no one can know except for the two of them. It's just certain that the gods of the underworld are not in their hands to win, and the battle between the two sides has just begun.