With the finger of the Western City God's hand, in an instant, a powerful force gathered from mid-air. It was as if all the darkness had come together in the middle of the night. Then, in the darkness of the night, it seemed as if a pale blue fireball suddenly appeared and fell from mid-air.

"Boom!"

A fireball smashed down from all sides, instantly turning the surroundings into a pale blue sea of fire, and fiery snakes were sprayed in all directions.

It's Netherfire!

Qin Xianglin could see it clearly during the escape, and he couldn't help but be taken aback in his heart.

Netherworld Divine Fire Qin Linxiang has also seen Zheng Hongde and Zhao Liyi cast it, but compared to the Western City God in front of him, it is completely insignificant.

The burning Netherworld Divine Fire can instantly converge into a sea of fire.

This kind of skill is not possessed by Zheng Hongde and Zhao Liyi, who are also city gods.

Qin Xianglin was taken aback in his heart, the puppet grinding might not be able to withstand it, the Western City God was in the sky with Netherworld Divine Fire.

This shock, Qin Xianglin's pace slowed down, and the Liujia Yin soldiers rushed up from behind, one of them holding a silver spear in his hand.

It was a shining weapon, and in Qin Xianglin's brief consternation, the Liujia Yin soldier stabbed Qin Xianglin in the back with a silver spear.

There was a "poof" sound, and there was a crisp sound on the flesh, but no wound was visible. But Qin Xianglin's body seemed to be completely unable to stand still, and he fell directly to the ground.

There was a burning pain in the back, but it was not a physical pain, but deep in the soul.

This is also the power of the Rokko Yin soldiers, their weapons cannot harm people's flesh and blood, but they can stab people's souls with a sword.

Qin Xianglin fell to the ground, and the Yin soldiers who were chasing behind instantly gathered and surrounded Qin Xianglin, but they didn't make a fatal move.

Qin Xianglin is a living person, and without the order of the City God, the Liujia Yin Soldiers are not qualified to declare the death of a living person.

"Big brother!"

The big tree that had been standing beside Hu Bing let out an angry roar, and then, like a mad beast, he jumped more than three meters high, and since he rushed in, he started hand-to-hand combat with the Liujia Yin soldiers.

At this moment, as Qin Linxiang was injured, the puppet Tui Mo, as a spell conjured up by Qin Xianglin, immediately lost its stable energy source, coupled with the burning of the Western City God's super powerful Netherworld Divine Fire, the puppet Tui Mo began to crumble and could not support it.

Qin Xianglin stood up slowly, but for some reason, he spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as he stood up, and he felt dizzy and unsteady in an instant.

was stabbed by the Liujia Yin soldiers, it was injured on the living soul, and the body would not react, but I don't know why, Qin Xianglin would vomit blood?

As soon as Qin Xianglin stood up, he felt that his eyes were black, his legs were weak, and he suddenly fell to his knees again.

The whole person is weak and powerless.

"Boom!"

Another thunderous sound sounded in Qin Xianglin's ears.

"Click......"

It sounded like a chain breaking, something was very wrong.

"Could it be?"

Qin Xianglin raised his head abruptly and looked at the place where the puppet pushed the mill.

At this moment, under the weight of the Netherworld Divine Fire, the puppet push mill fell apart.

Qin Jinping's soul was brought behind the Western City God, and green smoke rose from the body of the City God, quickly nourishing Qin Jinping's soul.

When Qin Xianglin saw this, his face was like ashes, his eyes were gloomy, and his heart was full of despair.

Puppet grinding refining Qin Jinping is Qin Xianglin's last killer weapon, now that the puppet grinding has been destroyed and Qin Jinping is saved, Qin Xianglin has no choice.

"Brothers and sisters of the Jiang Xiang faction, I, Qin Xianglin, am sorry for you!" Qin Xianglin looked up to the sky and roared, and a tear rolled down.

Single-minded on revenge, but his strength is not good. Qin Xianglin has done his best.

When the Quartet City God arrived, Qin Linxiang had already made up his mind in his heart - even if he died, he would die with Qin Jinping.

However, this opportunity is completely lost at this moment.

The Western City God rescued Qin Jinping, and looked at Qin Xianglin with cold eyes.

Qin Jinping was the person he protected by the Western City God, but Qin Xianglin attacked Qin Jinping, which was undoubtedly against the Western City God, which made him very angry and murderous in his heart.

On his one-third of an acre of land, as the city god, even if he kills a living person, the underworld will not have much opinion.

Thinking of this, the Nether Divine Fire burned in the hands of the Western City God God again.

The burning Netherworld Divine Fire converged into a blue fireball in Qin Xianglin's hands.

The fireball spun rapidly in the hands of the Western City God, growing larger and larger, gradually taking on the size of a basketball.

Just as the fireball was about to strike, the Western City God suddenly looked up at the other three colleagues.

The Quartet City God is here, but from beginning to end, the only person who does it is the Western City God, why is this?

And Qin Xianglin, who understands the rules of the underworld, has given a greeting gift to the Western City God, and the yellow talisman used on his body also has the symbol of the underworld.

"Could it be that this person has a great connection with the people in the underworld?" The Western City God can't help but speculate:

"The evil spirit suppression sigil used by Qin Xianglin is a Taoist secret method. And the people in power in the underworld are divided into two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, among which there are many Taoist bigwigs, if so, this person is related to the bigwigs in the underworld, I will kill him, I am afraid that I will catch fire! ”

The Western City God had this guess in his heart, and then looked at the other three colleagues, and especially looked at the Southern City God in Beihuang City. This person is the most shrewd, and everything is about maximizing profits.

At this time, as long as he helped Qin Jin stabilize his soul, he would definitely get a lot of incense money from Qin Jinping afterwards. However, he didn't make a move, but chose to watch from the sidelines, could it be that they all had scruples?

Thinking of this, the Western City God shifted his gaze to the big tree.

At this moment, the big tree suddenly went berserk, and its eyes turned dark blue, like a wild beast, and let out a roar.

"Whew!"

This roar made the surrounding Liujia Yin soldiers can't help but take three steps back.

"This man's roar is wrapped in soul shock!" Western Chenghuang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "I'm afraid that the background behind this person is not small!" ”

Qin Xianglin can't move, and the big tree doesn't seem to be able to move, is it possible that as the lord of the Western City God, as a prince, he has to live so aggrieved?

Angry, the Western Chenghuang looked at Hu Bing, who was standing still.

This person has always been dumb and stupid, his eyes are blank, like an idiot, but judging from the previous situation, it seems that he has a close relationship with Qin Xianglin and Dashu.

Since you can't move these two people, you have to find someone to kill, otherwise where is the face of the Western City God?

Thinking of this, the Western City God immediately made a move, and the light blue Netherworld God Fireball in his hand flew out like a leather ball, hitting Hu Bing's body steadily.

Hu Bing is not a soul but a flesh and blood body, and the Netherworld Divine Fire does not react so quickly when it is placed on the flesh and blood.

The pale blue flame burned Hu Bing's body and walked around, and suddenly disappeared. In an instant, the spell in Hu Bing's place was broken by the Netherworld Divine Fire, and he suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and all the previous memories came flooding into his heart.

With despair in his eyes, Hu Bing looked at Qin Xianglin, and shouted in his mouth: "Uncle Man......" Then, his body fell straight to the ground.

"Ah......" Qin Xianglin shouted, "Hu Bing......"

But Hu Bing was already in the end, and the breath of death forced the soul to leave the body, and there was a yin difference around the city god, and a soul-hooking iron chain put Hu Bing into the bag.

Hu Bing's soul was taken away, and it was impossible to resurrect him.

At this moment, Qin Xianglin only felt that his heart was like a knife, and his head roared, echoing back and forth with the two words that Hu Bing finally shouted: "Uncle Man......"

Under the huge anger, Qin Xianglin stood up suddenly, pointed at the Western City God, and scolded angrily: "Old thief, Lao Tzu fought for you today!" ”

The words fell, and before Qin Xianglin could make a move, he was swept to the ground by an underworld war horse.

Qin Xianglin fell to the ground again, and suddenly his forehead began to glow, and there was a hot pain.

Qin Xianglin was taken aback, and hurriedly looked left and right, and saw a paper figure falling on the ground, which was the paper figure that Zheng Hongde asked Qin Xianglin to hide his breath.

As the paper figure fell out, a lightning sign immediately appeared on Qin Xianglin's forehead.

"That's the sign of a fugitive from the underworld......"