There is a ban on the outside blockade opened.

The Qucheng Ghost Domain was in a strange dead silence, watching Zhong Zheng lead the Yin Errand in, this time, unlike the previous contempt and cynicism, many of the so-called ghost cultivators all carried a kind of fear, a silent fear, looking at the Yin Difference of stepping into the Qucheng Ghost Domain again.

Many shadows regain control of the entire ghost realm.

Zhong Zheng took the first step and returned to a quiet secret room, he mobilized a small amount of mana, removed the traces of the clothes on his body, tidied up his clothes, raised his hand to wipe the wounds at the corners of his mouth and eyes, thought about it, turned his hair over, covered the cracked opening at the corners of his eyes, and hid the left hand full of cracks in his soul body in the cuff.

Then he took out the wooden plaque from his arms, burned three sticks of incense, lowered his head, and said softly:

"My subordinates report to the king. ”

"Thanks to the blessing of the king, in this battle, our government won a complete victory. ”

"The enemy is destroyed, and the Lord will be taken alive. ”

"What should I do after that, please show me the king. ”

In the white space, Zhao Li lowered his head and looked at the quiet young man.

In order to cover the wound at the corner of his eye that collapsed when the huge mana gathered on his body, Zhong Zheng ruffled his hair, and his soft black hair was in a mess, his right knee was half kneeling on the ground, his palm was lightly resting on his knee, and his five fingers were curled up and clutched tightly, caged under the wide cuffs of the red robe.

His body tightened, unlike the cold and indifferent generals he had commanded the battle formation before.

Where is my protection?

Zhao Li sighed to himself and looked at Zhong Zheng, whose gaze was lowered.

It's not that he wasn't unprepared, for this matter, he asked General Yu to forcibly rush to work, threw the last of his family into it, and made up two heavenly punishments, just now he rolled up his cuffs, ready to use this 'Mixed Yuan One Qi Above the Blast Ding' to smash on the top of the head of the Yin Luo Corps, and plant two mushrooms on their brains.

As a result, Zhong Zheng had already taken care of everything in a blink of an eye.

When he saw the formation of nearly 20,000 ghost cultivators rising up, he also felt shocked, and he didn't expect that Zhong Zheng, who was cautious and vigilant at the beginning, could do this level, which was far beyond the level he expected, and the staggered tactics after that were also skillful.

Only the tense body now and the hidden injuries revealed that Zhong Zheng was still a young man.

Some are stubborn, some are silent, they are very serious, and they are just young people who will work hard by themselves.

Zhao Li watched Zhong Zheng hide the injury he had just made, and suddenly felt a little worried in his heart.

Why did you feel like you started raising cubs inexplicably after coming to this world?

Could it be that you have been single for too long and have crossed that step directly?

Zhao Li shook his head, blasted the thoughts in his head directly, and looked at Zhong Zheng. Not stingy with his praise, seeing that the young man suddenly relaxed, Zhao Li decided to give him enough rewards, thought about it, said in a gentle voice:

"Zhong Zheng, you get up, after returning to the ghost domain, lead the yin to form a formation in the center. ”

Zhong Zheng nodded in response, and then left.

When he got up in the ghost domain, he accidentally pulled his wound, the corners of his eyes jumped slightly, but his face was still calm, and when he strode out, he was still the main general of the yin cha, leading the entire yin cha army and gathering in the central area of the ghost domain of Qucheng.

Zhong Zheng had just routed the first-class corps head-on.

Although strictly speaking, it is a numerical advantage.

However, his genius-like talent in the battle formation and the command of the corps is by no means undoubted, and he is seen by many forces, and they all notice the changes in this corps at this moment, and they are curious and puzzled, and they don't know what else this corps will do.

Zhong Zheng stepped in the center of the ghost domain, his sword in hand, his body straight.

White space.

Zhao Li raised his hand, grabbed the white scroll with his right hand, and held the dossier of the sealed city god in his left hand.

With a shake of his hand, the file made a loud noise, and it unfolded directly, hovering around him like a long dragon, and around him, there was an extremely huge white luck, which came from Zhong Zheng's victory, under the attention of a large number of high-level monks, commanded the corps, and defeated the Yin Luo corps head-on.

Zhong Zheng has completely said goodbye to his original life.

This huge luck, Zhao Li did not use it at all.

He let this flow of luck pour into the white picture scroll in one breath, the seal of the god list lit up, and the changes in luck brought by Zhong Zhengming's movement were surging like clouds, Zhao Li took a deep breath, his eyes gradually turned into light gold, his black hair surged slightly, his hand pinched the law, and he opened his mouth word by word.

The voice was low, and if there was thunder, the heavens and the earth were shaken.

"The Imperial Decree of the Taishang Primordial Heavenly Venerable......"

As soon as he raised his hand, the dossier turned into a long dragon, and directly rushed the dossier in the direction of the Qucheng Ghost Domain.

At the same time as his voice fell, the entire white space shook violently, and the qi luck was violently consumed, but for some reason, this part of the cause and effect was borne by the Great Zhou Qi Luck, and Zhao Li still supported it, and at this time, beside Zhong Zheng, who was holding a sword to support his body straight, one after another Qi luck began to converge.

With a violent humming sound, the heavenly machine was stirred.

A wisp of human luck was drawn, and far beyond the heavenly dome, where all the dead gathered from ancient times to the present, there was also a piece of luck that was involved, and in the whistling sound, with Zhong Zheng as the center, a huge existence similar to the innate formation was formed.

A picture emerged behind him.

The endless Nether Flames, the lofty firmament, and the figure sitting above.

The city lord of Qucheng just glanced at it, his pupils suddenly contracted, his heart beat wildly, his face was pale, he lowered his head suddenly, he didn't dare to look directly at the existence anymore, big drops of sweat flowed down his cheeks, and his eyes were frightened.

This, this is ......

There is a voice that is indifferent and distant, as if it came from heaven.

"Zhong Zheng, the judge of the Punishment Division of the Prefecture Government, stepped forward to listen to the ......"

Zhong Zheng was slightly stunned, subconsciously took a step forward, calmed down, a little rusty, and said:

"The subordinates are here. ”

Zhao Li's eyes lowered, and he said slowly in a distant voice:

"Zhong Zheng, the judge of the punishment department, opened the ghost domain of the city today, opened it as the city god leader, and named the city god. ”

"Temporarily take over the position of Chenghuang. ”

With these words, Zhao Li transferred the file that was thrown down, causing the vast light to fall from the sky and directly fall into the Qucheng Ghost Domain. Humane luck, hellish luck, the two forces are blended together, like a long dragon roaring.

This power poured into the entire Qucheng Ghost Domain.

All the gloom and darkness were swept away.

This scene change almost directly reversed the fundamental existence of the ghost domain in terms of rules, and all the existence of this scene suddenly changed color, and when the entire ghost domain began to be filled with a majestic and righteous atmosphere, a dragon chant rose.

Qi luck turned into a dragon shape, starting from the blade of Zhong Zheng's long sword on the ground, and slowly spiraled.

The sound of the sword became clearer and clearer, and the Nine Phoenix Sword, which was originally slightly shattered, was reborn.

That brilliant streamer spread to Zhong Zheng's palm, and at the same time, the entire Qucheng Ghost Domain has been shrouded in special luck, these luck started from here, and finally came from eight sides, gathered next to Zhong Zheng, and in the disbelief of the sight, the luck condensed inward, turned into a streamer, and fell on his body.

There was the sound of armor rubbing, and there was the sound of the hem of the battle robe swaying slightly.

The wisps of light dissipated.

One by one, the gaze froze.

The hem of the robe swayed slightly, the original red robe on Zhong Zheng's body has changed to a new appearance, it is a dark red robe, the inside of the placket, covered with light armor, the hem of the robe hangs low, Zhu Yu is the crown, the combat boots under his feet, the left shoulder, the shoulder armor roars like a fierce ghost, the wisps of light disperse, holding a sword in one hand and a seal in the other.

It was like a volcanic eruption, but Zhong Zheng, who barely stepped on the level of the law phase, raised his breath layer by layer.

He doesn't have control over this power yet.

As a result, the aura of cultivation that directly reached the level of the ghost king rose to the sky like an angry dragon, enveloping the entire ghost domain, and I don't know how many ghost cultivators were stiff under this vast breath, their pupils shrank suddenly, and the sight of the yin was becoming more and more fanatical.

Zhong Zheng calmed his mind, saluted, and said slowly: "Subordinate, thank you." ”

Before Taishan Fujun disappeared, he never spoke again, and his existence was very short, just a glimpse.

Except for the edict, he never looked at anyone.

But the impact on all those who are witnessing today's changes is incomparable.

Especially when more people thought later, this was probably just a distraction of that existence, and this was like a basin of ice water splashed on their heads, making them completely stop thinking about Zhong Zheng, and they didn't even dare to think about it anymore, because all this just represented a clear and incomparably clear conclusion-

Behind the underworld, there are top powerhouses at least the level of immortals!

There are corps, there are immortals behind them, there are different ranks and positions.

The underworld must be a terrorist force that can compete with the capital of Xu.

And at the same time, there are two such forces, and I am afraid that it will not be very stable in the future......

This thought appeared in the minds of the high-level leaders of I don't know how many forces at the same time, making their scalps numb, they wanted to know where the underworld came from, but they couldn't find this name even if they searched through the classics, and they couldn't think clearly about it, why did such a powerful force disappear in the long river of history for such a long time?

And then in this era, he returned with a strong attitude.

Doesn't that dwell?

How can it be?!

They scoffed at it.

The corps, the genius generals, and the immortal means that are enough to change the foundation of the structure of a ghost domain.

Everything is very real, you can see it with your own eyes.

And these should just be some things revealed by that force, lurking underneath are like icebergs in the polar regions of the Endless Star Sea, and beneath the surface of the water are even more terrifying behemoths.

I don't know how many people almost scratched their scalps and rummaged through books in order to study this.

In the end, their eyes fell on the same node.

In ancient times, the inheritance was broken!

And on this day, among the immeasurable number of heavenly qi, there is a new diversion, in the world of Donglan Jingzhou, the luck belonging to the underworld really appeared for the first time, starting from the ghost domain of Qucheng, flowing through the life and death of yin and yang, gathering in a place that no one knows.

White space.

Zhao Li looked at the luck that appeared in the air, stretched out his hand, let the luck flow through his fingers, and then left, merging into the sea of heavenly qi and numbers.

This wisp of luck will flow steadily through the white space.

The ghost domain of Qucheng is there, and the city god is there, and the luck is endless.

PS: Today's second update......

Yes...... Go to rest early, if you don't have enough words.

There is always an inexplicable sense of guilt...... In addition, corps warfare is only a part, not the main theme.

In fact, this part of the writing is a little unbearable, I thought about it, it is better to finish it in advance and control it, otherwise it will affect the real main line, good night everyone.