At dusk, the zombie army at the foot of Nanyu Mountain divided into 3,000 people and marched towards Luo Anguo under the order of Yubi.

At the same time, Liu Sheng was talking to the two scouts in Dayuan City of Luo Anguo.

"I just received news that Nan Yushan has sent troops, and you have done a good job. ”

Sun Di: "Then Zong Bao and I will continue to inquire and see when they come?"

"Go, take your companions, and be careful on your way. ”

"Understood. "The two scouts, that is, Sun Di and Zheng Zongbao, were the ones who were possessed by Ji Le at the beginning. Through acting, they passed on the truth and falsehood of the news to Nan Yushan, and led Nan Yushan to come over to inquire about the situation.

"But that's just the first step. Liu Sheng looked at the fort under construction on the city wall.

The word "fort" was learned by chance when he was in the city and heard the gossip of Guoling and Emperor Shi. I didn't expect it to become something that fooled Nan Yushan.

"But I'm not lying, His Highness the National Spirit does intend to make artillery. It's just that energy is not gunpowder, but magic. ”

According to Ji Le's plan, the full force of the demigod (Yang Ke) was sealed and then accelerated through the turret. Ranged attacks are possible.

However, this plan was only an idea, and the Spirit Palace had just laid out an initial plan when it was interrupted by the plague incident. It is far from the bright prospect of bombarding mountains and rivers with one cannon and slaughtering demigods with two cannons.

Looking at the looming Yin Mountain in the south, Liu Sheng shook his feather fan lightly and muttered: "Zombie siege, I'm afraid it won't be peaceful tonight." ”

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The night is dominated by yin energy, which is suitable for summoning ghosts and gathering spirits. Taking advantage of the fact that the dusk was not over, Ji Le led people to the soul attraction platform at the foot of the Northern Spirit Mountain.

In front of you is a seven-layer earthen platform with a height of 13 meters, each layer is hung with white silk and copper bells, and the secret seal of the Taiping Sect is burned. But there is a big gap with the soul-attracting Sendai of "through ghosts, royal gods" in the Taiping Sect records.

The real soul-attracting Sendai should have its own smoke and auspicious clouds, the copper bell is automatic without wind, and the white silk and black flags are swaying non-stop, attracting the power of the nine yin and the underworld.

Can ...... now It only has its form, but does not see the reality.

Zhao Zhiwen and the others looked ashamed, and stepped forward to reply: "Your Highness, there is only so much that the two of us can do." ”

"Not impressive. It's good that the two of you spent a day to complete the current scale. ”

"But this kind of soul-attracting platform can be used, I'm afraid I can't borrow much power at all, right?" Yu Yuan also knew the so-called "soul-attracting platform", and remained suspicious of the earthen platform in front of her: "There are seventy-two spirit flags on the soul-attracting platform, and there are only eight sides on it, the gap is too big, right?"

"I'm acting hastily now, and I don't care about that. Ji Le shook the robe draped outside: "The Soul Attraction Platform is just a medium to increase the power and strengthen the power of evoking ghosts. Since the external conditions are not enough, then rely on my strength to be hard. ”

The gorgeous green robe fell in the wind, and Su Zhi took two steps forward to catch the coat.

Ji Le walked up to the Soul Attraction Platform step by step and stood on the seventh floor of the Soul Attraction Platform. Here, glutinous rice, incense candles, and other mediums for casting spells are placed. But Ji Le didn't move anything, and he didn't even need to prepare a sacrificial spell.

When night falls, after the artificial moon star of the Xia Kingdom rises. The map of the mountains and rivers is windless and automatic, slowly unfolding behind Ji Le, and the atmosphere of a ghostly ghost emerges.

The gloomy wind blew out from the picture scroll, and suddenly a biting cool wind blew under the Spirit Mountain, and everyone in the audience couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing the ghost town of Yin Earth depicted by Ji Le, these ancestors and descendants couldn't help but think of the legend of the ancestors about the "hidden capital".

Wu Li and Wu Cheng muttered secretly: "Your Highness, is this planning to open up the real Netherworld? This is quite interesting......"

Wu Min, as the great witch in charge of the "Death Sacrifice", couldn't help but show excitement when he saw the netherworld: "Youdu! The Netherworld! The art of channeling ghosts and the underworld that our department has studied can finally show its strength!"

In the inheritance of Wu Min, there are ghosts and ghosts, and the magic of communicating with the underworld. However, there is no underworld in this world, and the ghosts they control can only be those hundred-year-old ghosts or mountain spirits. In the Yang World, the strength of these spirits and ghosts is weak, and it is not easy to improve their strength. But if there is a real underworld, Wu Min can use the ghost qi to cultivate servants and guards, and truly create psychic ghosts and gods.

Moreover, with the underworld, the undead of the Xia Kingdom have a place to live. Wizards of the Witch family can increase their influence by "sending the spirits of the dead to the underworld". At least, it won't be removed or annexed by the Spirit Palace like several other great witches.

Yu Yu frequently looked at Ji Le on the stage, seeing that his face was as usual, his hands gathered the netherworld qi, and pulled the underworld in the mountains and rivers into the Yin Mountain, and suddenly thought of a possibility. She hurriedly pulled Xi Shi and asked, "How many ghost grasses are there?"

"Less than two. Xi Shi smiled bitterly: "In the past two days, His Highness's dosage has increased significantly. ”

"Trouble!" Yu Yu was worried, and now the Phantom Grass was almost exhausted. In two days, what will His Highness do to relieve pain and calm his mind?

The young man also spoke to Feng'e at this moment: "Your Highness, do you know where there is the Ghost God Grass?"

"The ghost god grass is a treasure derived from the earth, involving the earth mother god, and it is inconvenient for the general gods to touch. Feng'e said: "But this thing is precious to the gods, and it is a magic medicine for winemaking." Of course, it can also be used to calm the nerves and relieve pain. Generally, it is the gods who send oracles to various countries and make offerings to the gods and grasses. Are you going to use it for Ji Le?"

"Yes. Does Your Highness know where to find one nearby?"

The goddess blinked, and in the face of this handsome young man, she was very patient: "I thought that what I said was very clear. ”

The young man frowned, pondered Feng'e's words carefully, and reacted.

The ghost god grass is generally an offering of the gods, so this thing naturally needs to be found by the gods.

"Your Highness, ...... you"

"Stupid, I mean to let you go to other countries to rob me! I'm alone in the world, and there are few temples, how can anyone offer me such a thing!" Feng'e shook her head and sighed as she looked like rotten wood that could not be carved.

She also knows the amount of ghost grass Ji Le has used these days, but she really doesn't have it in her hands!

"If you rob the gods, you will definitely be punished by God. But hasn't Xia Guo already offended a lot of gods? Especially the moon god, he has many dependents, you can start from here. The goddess has been rampant and domineering for many years, robbery is commonplace, and she instructs the young man like an old-timer: "I killed the five demigods of the Moon God family, and their tribe and country are currently in a period of chaos, you go to grab the ghost god grass, there is not much resistance." ”

"That'...... "Although the young man is also a lawless and domineering master. But in the end, he has more face than the moon god, and his tone is a little slurred.

"This location-" Feng'e immediately gave a coordinate, and even lent him the wind wheel: "I will lend you the wind wheel and send you back and forth." However, this tribe has a well of the moon, which enshrines an artifact left by the moon god, please help me take it. ”

The young man raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of suspicion. This goddess can't have been premeditated, right?

"You just say whether you want to go or not!"

"Go, of course. The young man put away the wind wheel, intending to get it as soon as Ji Le rested in the evening.

The Netherworld Qi gathered around him, and Ji Le gradually felt a little struggling. Slowly but surely, he slowly clasped his hands together and made a triangle in front of his chest.

"Come!" The Netherworld Qi slowly swept into the triangular array, forming a black vortex. Then, the dragon burst out of the whirlpool and bit down on the pestilence spear in the sky.

This was a pure and yin aura of the Nine Shadows, which rushed to the surface of the plague spear, and immediately caused a riot among the resentful spirits.

Boom –

The sky was filled with a haze and black fog, and a hundred thousand resentful spirits rushed out of the plague spear in an instant. Wailing, scolding, screaming, wailing...... All kinds of emotions converged in the atmosphere, making everyone below feel uncomfortable. There are even many people who can't help but draw their knives and prepare to commit suicide under the stimulation of this negative emotion.

"Stop them!" Yu Yu and the other witches hurriedly sang and danced beside them, sheltering the area of Lingshan with pure pleasure.

"It's useless, your dance can't purify so much evil energy. "Goddess Feng'e flew into the air and looked at the atmosphere densely covered with resentful spirits.

Her celestial god controls the qi flowing between heaven and earth, and is most sensitive to the polluted atmosphere of the sky. Seeing that the air flow was polluted by the spirits, the goddess showed disgust. Gently stroking the armband, the golden divine power covered itself and isolated the resentment of the outside world.

The plague gun emitted a buzzing vibration, and the black sarcoma on the body of the gun was stimulated by the resentful spirit, and the plague god inside gradually awakened.

"Eat...... Sacrifice...... The Killing ...... "The plague god does not have a true mind, but instinct prompts him to seek more sacrifices in order to complete his transformation and sublimation.

As a result, the black divine power turned into a frenzied storm, ordering the resentful spirits to launch an attack on the Nine Palace City below.

"Let you attack Jiugong City, that's not going to work!" Feng'e stretched out her hand, and her right hand was aimed at the resentful spirit layer in the sky: "The invisible wind, turned into chains, in the name of the daughter of the north wind, the wind-"

However, the wind in the sky did not move, and did not obey Feng'e's orders at all.

"Huh?" Feng'e seemed to be aware of this, and looked up in the direction of the Cloud Realm Void Courtyard: "Father God has blocked my authority?"

Nonsense, killing five moon god dependents in public in the human world, and cooperating with Ji Le to shoot the incarnation of the moon god. Although the moon god was knocked down from the position of the main god, he was also a powerful god.

The wind god is not afraid of the revenge of the moon god, but in the face of the question of the moon god temple, he must also express himself. For example, the authority of Feng'e to command the winds is temporarily sealed. In a short period of time, Feng'e will not be allowed to continue to wreak havoc on the world with strong winds.

Thinking about this, Feng E snorted a few times: "Is my father going to let me go back to the Cloud Realm to take refuge for a while, to avoid the revenge of the Moon God Temple?"

The goddess's eyes turned pure gold, her divine power increased again, and she smiled wantonly at the sky: "The revenge of the Moon God Temple is not in my eyes. As for the authority of the god of wind......"

In the goddess, an even more powerful storm emerged: "Since the 'wind' refuses to obey my orders, then surrender completely!"

In the past, Feng'e controlled the atmosphere in the air as lightly as her own body. Because she is the granddaughter of the Lord God of the Wind, she naturally has affinity and can control the wind freely.

But now, the goddess stirred the atmosphere with her divine power, as if in the mire of chaos forcibly commanded the direction of the winds. At this moment, she is no longer an atmospheric kin, but a raging monarch.

At this moment, Feng'e's divine power consumption is three times that of the original!

"Chains!"

Golden chains weave through the clouds, binding the spirits.

Then, Feng'e's left hand shot out a divine power again. The golden storm swirled in the clouds and collided with the frenzied black wind, staining the dark dome the color of Feng'e.

"Give it all to me!" the goddess grabbed her hands fiercely, completely tearing the gloomy sky apart.

The plague god's egg in the sky let out a mournful roar, and retracted the plague spear again under the pressure of the goddess. As for the 100,000 resentful spirits that fused with the clouds, they were violently torn down by the tyrannical goddess along with the air layer where they were.

A layer of black fetal membranes broke away from the atmosphere, Feng'e packed and sealed it with a golden chain, and threw it towards the soul attraction platform below: "Ji Le, I'll leave it to you!"

After doing all this, Feng'e's divine power was consumed too much, and he immediately landed on the top of the Spirit Mountain to rest.

Without the angry howl of the resentful spirit, without the interference of the plague god, the night returned to calm, and the pale white moonlight sprinkled on the land of Xia, bringing a different kind of tranquility.

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