After saying this, it sighed softly, ignoring Qin Ye, there were words in its mouth, as its words appeared one by one, countless yin talismans suddenly spread out under its feet, and the butterflies disappeared in all directions, Qin Ye was stunned to find that the earth began to tremble.

It was like a low-level earthquake, and on the contrary, the voice of Di Ting was getting louder and louder, like thunder: "...... There is a mixture of things, born from nature. Lonely, independent and unchanging, circumferential and ......"

The yin charm was like a spring, submerged into the whole mountain, and the tremor of the mountain range became more violent, and after a few minutes, it had turned into a tsunami-like roar. In all directions, countless thick fogs poured up the mountaintops, and the tide rushed towards them. With the sound of Di listening: "Open!" Qin Ye clearly felt that something was different.

"The door to tear the world apart is open." Di Ting walked in front: "Follow me, enter from here, it is where the Zhao Ghost King is." ”

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It's an ordinary rural area.

If I have to say different, it's the location.

This village is located on the top of a hill.

Looking down from here, there is a vast sea of fog below. And...... This mountain is a single peak.

There is no way down at all.

The village is very old, full of wooden houses from the Ming and Qing dynasties, very dilapidated, and there are not a few that have collapsed. The ground was covered with dust, all kinds of weeds grew to people's knees, and discarded carts, chairs, and farm tools were everywhere, and the whole village revealed an atmosphere of dead silence and desolation.

Originally, there was no one here, but now there were seven people gathered in the center of the village. They were yellow-skinned, ragged, and had shawl hair, and looked like prisoners who had been exiled for years.

But...... Each of them has a weak true qi in them, the weak one has not yet started, and the strongest one ...... There is even a soul level.

It was four fifty-five o'clock, and no one spoke, their faces solemn and their back-to-back circles in a circle, their bodies trembling slightly, their teeth chattering.

"It's coming...... one of the middle-aged men with a scorched face said in a fluttering voice: "He...... He's coming......"

He didn't say much, as if all the strength in his body had been saved. A young man who looked to be in his early twenties next to him gritted his teeth and said, "He'...... Every day is more ...... than before. It doesn't look like a human anymore...... I—I don't want to die......"

There was a sobbing in his voice. However, no one answered him.

I can't eat enough, where do I get the effort to speak?

Boom!

At this moment, the entire mountain peak shook, and an earth-shaking war drum continued to rise, as if under the dense fog of the single peak, thousands of troops and horses had gathered!

"Kill!!" With a shout, the sea of fog surged. Jin Ge Iron Horse, shouting to kill the heavens, that terrifying murderous aura, even on the top of the mountain, they were blown to the point of dancing wildly, and their breathing was almost stagnant. In the next second, thousands of horses galloped, killing from all directions!

Rumble! The horse's hooves shook the sky and rushed all the way to the outskirts of the village. The grass and trees in the village rattled and swayed wildly. A woman opened her mouth slightly and said in a trembling voice, "Come in...... They advanced another half a meter!! ”

Her chapped lips were about to bite and bleed: "Two months at most...... They will be able to storm the Martyrs' Shrine...... We...... Then you will die! ”

"Let's die...... an old man, his face was only numb, and he sighed slightly and looked at the sky: "We should have died a long time ago...... Isn't it also half-dead now? Hehehe...... After all these years, what is the difference between us and dead? If we had the courage to commit suicide, would we still stand here? ”

There are optimistic, courageous, and naturally sad.

He looked around with a dead heart, how shocked he was when he first came in, but now, there was only endless terror.

The monster in the Martyrs' Shrine...... It's simply an inhuman existence. No

Let them go, and instead of killing them, he gave them food and water, and after so many years, he has become completely numb.

Maybe...... Wouldn't it be nice to let the monsters out there kill you?

He didn't even mention the True Qi resistance, he only listened to the outside air shouting Kill Earthquake in his ears, and he didn't know what to fight with. And his eyes actually looked around calmly, and just when he was about to withdraw his gaze, he was suddenly stunned.

The next moment, he rubbed his eyes sharply and looked there in disbelief. His mouth grew in an instant, his lips trembled, and he pointed in one direction, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. Only issued: "Ah...... Ahh Voice.

"Lao Li, what's wrong with you?" A man beside him turned his head and looked at the other party in amazement, Lao Li opened his mouth widely, as if he had had a stroke, but his hand was desperately pointing to one place. The short breath became more and more rapid. However, the man looked at his hand and froze.

Two seconds later, he suddenly screamed, "Look! Over here! Over here!! Look at that!! ”

This time, everyone turned their heads and looked around, and in the thick fog outside, a figure appeared at some point. Slowly walked over.

Someone?

Newcomer?

Everyone glanced at each other, and even the numb Lao Li had infinite hope in his eyes. In an instant, only heavy breathing remained in the village, and several eyes were fixed on the figure. Seconds later, a teenager with a dog in his arms calmly appeared in view.

At the same time as he appeared, everyone sighed, Lao Li seemed to have been pulled out of his bones, and sat on the ground with a wry smile: "I know...... Another ...... Another one! Oh, yes...... How could the Investigation Division send the highest combat power to save us? ”

Silent. There is only desolation all over the earth.

Qin Ye hugged Di Ting and slowly walked in front of everyone, and no one looked at him, as if he had accepted his fate. He smiled: "You are still alive, and the vitality of human beings is really tenacious." ”

"You know us?" A young man in his twenties, with a disheveled head, let out a sullen laugh, sighed, propped his hands on the ground, and stared blankly at the sky: "The new investigator of the investigation department? You're out of luck...... I took on this task, but a few months later there was an additional funeral. ”

The others simply ignored Qin Ye.

Qin Ye didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, the fragments of Yan Luoyin had transformed yin qi and hidden their strength, of course the other party would not think that he could save them at his age. He looked around and raised an eyebrow quietly.

...... in the fog What's the matter?

A lot...... The number is terrifying, at least more than 100,000, and none of them are strong, but I don't know how to condense into a force. Constantly pounding the barrier here.

Meantime...... There is also a yin qi that is so powerful that it makes people's hearts tremble!

Right in the innermost part of the village!

"Brother Zhao...... I've finally found you......" He licked his lips and walked towards the village.

"Are you looking for death?" As soon as he took a step, Lao Li said in a sluggish and hoarse voice: "Cherish life, child, there is ...... There lives a monster that is probably not an opponent even at the highest combat power...... He is the mountain god of the mountains of Malaysia...... Scold...... If you want to die, just go. ”

Qin Ye didn't pay attention to them at all, looking over from here, there was a dilapidated building at the end, there was only one road, and the building was no longer in its original state, and even the words "Martyrs' Shrine" hanging on it were in tatters. The surrounding area is covered with wild grass and cobwebs. And that suffocating yin qi came from inside.

Crash...... As he took a step towards the Martyrs' Shrine, the bricks on the ground shook violently. The farther he went, the more the bricks vibrate, and those people who were like wood carvings just now all turned their heads at this moment and looked at Qin Ye in disbelief.

This road...... It's not like they haven't walked it.

But...... No one caused this change!

Yes, variation.

In this place of death, in this hell where there is no light of day, any change is exhilarating.

"Little brother...... A middle-aged man stood up suddenly, his lips trembling slightly: "You are ......"

Rumble!!!

Before the words fell, the yin qi on Qin Ye and Di Ting's bodies completely exploded! Like mountains and seas, like stars falling, like rivers bursting embankments! The surrounding houses couldn't withstand this violent yin qi at all, and they all exploded!

"It's !!" "OMG!! What level is this!? "He, how old is he! This—This is by no means a judge!! I'm I've seen the judges! The judge is not as good as this one in a thousand!! "Devil...... This、This is a thousand-year-old ghost!! Kaseifu-kun!! ”

Rub and go! The crowd that was still numb just now jumped up instantly, and they all looked at Qin Ye's back in shock. The Yin Qi of Fu Jun and Yama erupted at the same time, and even formed a vortex of Yin Qi around them, and even the ground began to blur. Qin Ye stared at the Martyrs' Shrine, and at the same time as their yin qi erupted, two golden ghost fires in the Martyrs' Shrine lit up at the same time!

"Ghost King Zhao." Qin Ye bowed and bowed: "This king is here to take you home." ”

Thundered...... Behind the majestic Yin Qi swept the ground, everyone's hair and clothes flew straight up, and the surrounding weeds bent down at nearly ninety degrees. Their faces went from sluggish, to shocked, to ecstatic, to now incredible.

Fujun ...... And...... The legendary prince of the palace is above......

Myself...... You can see this magnificent scene!

So, to make these two people ...... The two ghosts did it themselves...... For a few years, they actually lived with the legendary Yama?

No, no, no...... The most important thing is that here...... The results are coming!

After several years of waiting, from the excitement at the beginning to the heart at the back, the result is finally coming out today! Zhao Ghost King? Who's that? No...... It doesn't matter, they ...... It's possible to get out! Fu Jun and Yan Luo, how can they afford to look down on these little shrimps? Even if the other party is a ghost, it is possible, perhaps, should, leave them alive?

After Qin Ye's words were finished, it took three minutes, but no one responded.

He raised his chin at Di Ting, and Di Ting opened his mouth to spray, and the head of the gentian bright silver spear flew out suddenly and pierced the ground. There is a clanging crunch.

"Remember it?" Qin Ye said slowly: "Your weapon, the Gentian Bright Silver Spear, as one of the six ghost kings of the underworld, how can you stay in this kind of place?" ”

"You're delirious now, it's okay, the underworld has time to recuperate for you. Let's go with this officer......"

Before the words fell, the entire mountain peak shook, and with a roar, a figure suddenly rushed out of the martyr's shrine. Rushing to Qin Ye like lightning, he picked up the gun and muttered, "Gentian Bright Silver Spear......"

"What a familiar name......"

"Why...... I can't remember...... I...... Where have you seen him? ”

Qin Ye suppressed the excitement that was almost screaming in his heart, and looked at the other party intently.

It's a man.

And it is a man in modern clothes, wearing camouflage uniforms, about 1.85 meters, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, nose like gall, tall figure, even camouflage clothes can't cover the bulging muscles of the other party, not the popular flower man now, but a kind of wild masculine beauty full of aggression.

So handsome...... Qin Ye's mouth was all up, and he grabbed Di Ting's hair tightly: "This waist, this long legs, this hormone...... Playing with Egg ...... What should I do if my legs can't be put together? ”

"Be serious!" Di Ting stared at each other: "Ghost King Zhao...... Sure enough...... It was indeed him. You take a closer look at the center of his eyebrows. ”

"Someone is stealing it...... What a daring! ”