He looked at Mei Jibei with burning eyes, and his voice was as deep as if it had been filled with lead: "I only heard it not long ago, Jiang Li personally said that he would take the Yin soldiers in the Chengkou formation to sacrifice the things in the ruins. ”

"Hah!" Mei Jibei laughed sarcastically: "Of course he wants to say this, because Zhao Cheng not only wants to be the lord of a city, but also wants to recover the territory of the other city gods on the side, establish himself as the king, and fight against the prince in the eighteen prisons." ”

"If he wants to become a king, of course he needs the hearts of the people, and after the ghost people in his city are brainwashed, he will instigate them to brainwash the surrounding territories, and by the way, provoke a riot on the border between the two cities, and conquer the surrounding territories little by little. But if the ghost people in his own city die, will he still be worthy of this king? Of course he can't. ”

Mei Jibei looked at Jiang Futing with a deep smile: "In this way, the cooperation with the Immortal Sect will not only not give Zhao Cheng any benefits, but will also damage his own hard work, not to mention that he is unwilling to continue to cooperate with the Immortal Sect willingly, if he doesn't make a backhand, he will report and splash dirty water, and easily pull out all the deployments of the Immortal Sect in the underworld for more than 20 years." ”

"So what you overheard, of course, is half-true."

Jiang Futing's heart sank with fear.

Originally, he thought that the Immortal Sect only had a half-percent chance of succeeding, but now it had risen to at least six or seven percent in his mind.

The monster that sacrificed the ghosts of the whole city, how terrifying and powerful the monster was, it was no longer something he could imagine, and since Fan Congwen was so ruthless and directly took a city to attack, then he must have made such a terrible decision for himself, otherwise it would be impossible for him to make such a terrible decision hastily.

He clenched his fists: "What is sealed in the ruins?" ”

Mei Jibei stared at him silently, and his gaze, which was originally because of his resentment towards Jiang Li, suddenly became complicated, and all kinds of responsibilities and burdens were crumpled together for a while, becoming all-encompassing.

"The most filthy evil thoughts of the gods." He said word by word.

A few simple words seemed to condense all the negativity in this world, and they suddenly suffocated Jiang Futing's heart.

He frowned slightly, remembering the appearance of the other party's vague denial when he mentioned God in front of Bai Tang in the past: "So there was a god before?" ”

"Yes." Mei Jibei was a little distracted for a while: "It is said that it was twenty years ago. The gods made a big mistake, their bodies were gone, and their consciousness was scattered, but they didn't expect to leave their evil thoughts behind. ”

"The ruins of the underworld contain all the filthy and evil spirits in the world, resentment, ghosts, evil spirits, evil spirits, and evil spirits, all of which have coexisted in peace for hundreds of millions of years. It's just that the evil thoughts of the gods are too strong and turn into evil spirits, and it is not satisfied with itself, and begins to devour other evil spirits in the ruins, and continues to strengthen itself. ”

He looked at Jiang Futing solemnly: "That thing itself comes from a part of God, and once it is swallowed, it will be a matter of time before the lives of this world are destroyed." It was only when it had early signs of formation that it was suppressed by a demigod named Bai Tang. ”

Jiang Futing had some difficulty digesting what he said, these things had not been seen in the book Bai Tang gave him, nor had he heard them in Bai Tang's mouth.

He had been aware of it before, and Bai Tang always seemed to be deliberately hiding from him in some aspect of something.

It's just that he has always felt that everyone has their own things and their own space, and maybe these things are insignificant and far away from him.

That's right, it's far away from him, but it's closely related to Bai Tang.

Jiang Futing suppressed the sullen breath in his heart: "Since your Shangqing faction has taken action, do you have any better countermeasures?" ”

Mei Jibei hesitated for a moment, as if he was considering the credibility of Jiang Futing at the end, and finally said slowly: "There is a countermeasure, but it is not a good countermeasure." ”

Jiang Futing asked without hesitation: "What do you say?" ”

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"This kind of divine evil spirit is naturally impossible to purify, originally the head of the sect sent me to find out how they sacrificed, and I stopped the sacrifice, and the heads of the other factions united with the prefectural government to suppress it again, and finally guarded it day and night, drained its energy, and then found an opportunity to kill it."

It was really a stupid way, but Jiang Futing also found a little hope from his words: "How many people are in charge of the various factions you mentioned?" When will it come? ”

"There are only a few who have a good relationship with the Shangqing faction, and everyone formed an alliance together, originally waiting for me to find an opportunity and release the news, so I rushed over." Mei Jibei said the back, and his voice gradually weakened.

It's a pity that this most important part of himself is now trapped here, and if he really causes world turmoil, he is also a sinner to blame.

Jiang Futing didn't have time to accompany him, so he continued to chase and ask: "According to your meaning, you already have a way to stop the slaughter of the city." ”

Mei Jibei said weakly: "What if there is." ”

That's it!

His eyes lit up, and he grasped the hope of this broken lamp, but the person in front of him was too depressed at the moment.

Resisting the urge to wake Mei Jibei up, Jiang Futing quickly adjusted himself back to his previous calm appearance.

"Not good!" He deliberately said, "You've rested here long enough, it's time to work." ”

"Rest?!" Mei Jibei was really angry, and blew his nose and glared at him: "If you think this is a break?" If you have the ability, you come to me to experience it, do you think this chain is an ordinary ghost chain? This is Zhao Cheng specially from hell ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden crunchy sound on his body, like the wonderful crispy taste he had once hidden in the master's gate, and then the chains on his body clanged and fell to the ground.

Mei Jibei looked at himself dumbfounded.

That's good?

After Jiang Futing finished chopping, he was still thinking about what he hadn't finished saying just now: "Where did you just say that this chain came from?" ”

The embarrassment on Mei Jibei's face flashed, and he pretended to move: "It's okay, it's just the leftover from hell." ”

The tone of his speech just now was still menacing, and this would be another 180-degree change, Jiang Futing obviously didn't believe it.

However, since it is not something very important, he is not interested in delving into it: "You regulate your pranayama first, and then go out when your pranayama is ready." ”

Mei Jibei nodded, and immediately sat down cross-legged.

It's just that this is the underworld after all, and the yang energy is insufficient, and no matter how much you recuperate, you can only recover a rough idea, and you can't completely return to your heyday.

Driven by the instinct of safety and habit, Jiang Futing subconsciously gave him the Dharma protection quietly beside him.

In this situation where every second counts, every second of time passes in a sense of luxury.

Pranayama recovery is not something that can be solved in a moment, once it is settled, it can be as little as an hour or two, and as much as a day and a night.

And according to the current situation, three or four hours must be indispensable.

Jiang Futing didn't expect Luo Zhiqiu, a single-minded guy, to find out that he was here, and he didn't expect him to do anything for Zhou Xuan for himself, as long as he could hide himself safely, there would be nothing to worry about.

It's a pity that the more a person worries about something, the more trouble will come.

Looking up at the aperture above, Jiang Futing estimated that Mei Jibei would enter the north in more than two hours.

Just as he was pondering how to prepare with both hands for a while, looking at it, he suddenly felt that the aperture above his head seemed to be a little wrong.

At first, it gives a very empty white, and the outline on the edge of the aperture is clearly visible, a little indescribably shaggy.

But this will look more like dead white, not only uncomfortable, but rather depressing.

Just when he questioned whether he was overly sensitive, the sound of the collision of cold weapons, the howl of ghosts and wolves, and all kinds of roars, intricately overlapped and pressed together.

It's just that the voice sounds so far away that it looks like it's coming from another world.

The sense of distance that disturbs is like watching TV, turning the volume up to the highest noise, and the picture that is obviously close at hand is cruelly drawn by a cold chassis that is difficult to reach.

Jiang Futing's heart immediately tightened, and he couldn't hold back his calmness all the time.

He was almost certain that something was going on outside!

How did the confrontation happen so quickly? According to Jiang Li's plan, it shouldn't be!

Jiang Li! Jiang Li!

Jiang Futing was a little anxious and read this name fiercely in his heart.

The accident can only be on Jiang Li! It must have been after he came out, and he didn't know what he was crazy about, and suddenly changed his actions temporarily.

Jiang Futing looked back at Mei Jibei, who was still immersed in the meditation and didn't know anything about the outside world, and a sense of eager powerlessness rose from the depths of his heart.

He guessed correctly, at this time, the entire Yucheng City was in dire straits.

The aura of danger has permeated the city, and wave after wave of Yin soldiers have poured out, in order to protect their territory, they are vying for condemnation.

And the wicked person who was passed on by word of mouth in their mouths, Bai Tang, was suspended above the outside of the city, looking at them condescendingly.

Even at this time, Bai Tang was leisurely and not impatient, the windbreaker on his body was wide open, and the corners of his clothes that were constantly emitted by the ghostly air were churning like waves, setting off his already fluttering temperament even more extraordinary.

The Yin soldiers below are united in the hatred they have created for themselves, just for revenge.

He stared at these ghosts indifferently, not to mention anger and unwillingness, and his face was so calm that there was not even the slightest excess emotion.

After all, he is not related to these ghosts, and if he is in normal times, what does it have to do with him when they die.

If it weren't for the burden of the world, he wouldn't have worked thanklessly to clean up this mess.

It's just a bunch of clowns who sell the bottom line indiscriminately for profit.

Maybe not even a clown.

And Zhao Cheng and Jiang Li, who were standing in front of the souls and commanding, looked quite eye-catching.

They fearlessly raised their heads, in front of a group of imps, like lonely heroes who dare to challenge the gods, are indomitable, and are not bent by power.

For a while, the cohesion between the Yin soldiers and the ghost people was even tighter, as if they were glued with super glue.

Bai Tang sneered, as if facing countless annoying grasshoppers, jumping up and destroying one by one.

From a few hours ago, when the ghost messenger sent out by himself was torn up by Zhao Cheng without hesitation, he knew that there was a reason why these two guys could come together.

After all, like gathers like each other, and garbage and garbage will also cherish each other.

He's not a fool either, for he had only wiped out his men's food a few hours earlier, and that would have caught his attention.

The purpose of the invitation is: to negotiate peace.

But what kind of medicine they sell in their gourds, he doesn't have to think about it to know.

Bai Tang spent a while with them, it was really boring and tight, and he was so bored that he didn't even want to look at it anymore.

He patted his cuffs, and finally spoke: "If you think you can win by dragging me, then you should go wash and sleep."

He glanced at the two people in front of him, and said coldly: "Zhao regret, I didn't want to be criticized in the future because I didn't want to be criticized in the future, not because I was afraid of you, or what was behind you."

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