Above the clearing, a troop wearing demon armor suddenly saluted, making Ling Ge, who had already fused with the talisman, look dazed.

Yin energy gathers, based on the soul!

Slowly, a figure wearing black and red armor appeared, Ling Ge's eyes were pitch black, and his long hair spread out like a dragon standing in the air like a general.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Ling Ge's eyes widened, feeling the majestic power in his body, and he looked at his hands with black gloves, not knowing why.

"Since the Demon Soldier has chosen you, you will be the commander of the right army of the Ghost Ghost Army under the command of this emperor!"

With the sound of the voice, Xiao Tian's figure emerged.

Facing Xiao Tian, Ling Ge had a heartfelt urge to worship, just like a little martial artist who was fortunate enough to meet the emperor.

Before Ling Ge could open his mouth to ask, a large amount of information poured out of the Demon Talisman that had already merged with his soul, and he paused for a long time before he completely accepted his current situation.

"The end ...... The last general, Ling Ge, see my emperor! ”

"Hmm!"

Xiao Tian nodded, and the dark qi between his fingers shot into his mind, and suddenly a set of matching exercises and supernatural combat skills appeared in his mind.

The infinite yin qi gathered again, and a demonic spear in Ling Singer quickly condensed and took shape.

"Let's go, after completely eliminating the obsession in your heart, you are coming to take charge of the army for the emperor!" Xiao Tian said and turned around and walked towards the brightly lit Guicheng in front of him.

The commander of the army is different from the emissary of the temple, except for leaving the true spirit in the Nether Book.

Xiao Tian also has to completely control their loyalty, and helping them to be obsessed with it is undoubtedly the most memorable way for them.

This is also one of the advantages of the creation of the underworld.

Throughout the ages, changes at the top have been bloody.

As hundreds of warrior families symbolizing the control of the city conquered each other, tens of thousands of strong and weak warriors joined one after another.

"Boom!"

With a roar, Huang Xue, who was driving, felt a burst of the body, and the car crashed into the side of the road with the screeching brakes.

Covering his bleeding head, he got out of the car, looked at the warrior on the roof of the car who had lost his breath, and secretly threw the car aside.

Now that the existence of a cultivator was no longer a secret, even an ordinary woman like her was not surprised.

Guicheng was changing the power of the upper echelons, and Xiao Tian asked Ling Ge to be a tour guide and wander around the city, which numbered more than five million.

Due to the establishment of a large number of cultivation sects, gifted children were once accepted as disciples.

As a result, the status of his family has risen, causing the fertility rate in the human world to skyrocket, and he only hopes that his children can become cultivators.

After nearly five days of fighting, after the destruction of the Sancheng family, Guicheng finally settled down.

The remnant sun was like blood, and Xiao Tian walked into a deserted grand theater under the leadership of Ling Ge.

Although this place is no longer full of people, as a place where Ling Ge spent a lot of money to build in the past, you can still see the magnificent scene here.

Ling Ge's eyes showed a look of memory, and his palm brushed the floating ash on one item after another.

"This drum was sewn by the master of Guicheng by myself, and this gong was received by me from a master at a great price, which is said to have been passed down for thousands of years, and this spear ......"

Ling Ge's speed of speech was not fast, but every word contained emotion, as if he was saying goodbye to his past.

Also in Xiao Tian's view, this is also Ling Ge's subordinate's way of showing his heart to himself, and at this moment he is like a virtuous monarch gradually subduing the heart of his subordinates.

"This is where Yun Mei and Ling Ge's fool met?"

"This is it, I won't be mistaken, it was here that Miss Yun captured Ling Ge with the posture of Diao Chan."

Suddenly, there was a commotion from outside.

The lights in the theater were all turned on, hundreds of searchlights were lit up, and the magnificent stage was suddenly presented in front of everyone.

Under the light, the figures of Xiao Tian and Ling Ge were also exposed.

Looking at Ling Ge, who was standing on the stage, obsessively stroking various tools, Song Yu, who came in, was stunned.

"Ling Ge? He...... Isn't he already dead? ”

After a brief shock, Song Yu thought of the black light that rose from Ling Ge's body that day, and immediately understood the state of Ling Ge in front of him.

As practitioners, they are no strangers to the soul.

Ling Ge was stabbed seven times in the heart with a dagger by Yun Luolin, which was what he saw with his blue eyes, and even his corpse turned to ashes.

"Baby, this guy has definitely obtained a treasure that can keep his soul immortal and even reunite his body!" Thinking of this, endless greed emerged in Song Yu's eyes.

"Fence it off!"

In Song Yu's eyes, Ling Ge had completely turned into a prey with a heavy treasure.

With a wave of his hand, several Waigang martial artists who followed Song Yu quickly blocked the surroundings like vicious dogs to prevent Ling Ge from leaving.

Watching Song Yu walk past him with everyone, Xiao Tian found that he was being ignored, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly to look at the stage with a look of watching the play.

"Ling Ge, if you know each other, hand over the treasure on your body, otherwise, you will scatter your soul and you will never be able to live beyond the ......"

In the face of Song Yu's angry shouting, Ling Ge, who was completely immersed in the past, turned a deaf ear.

was still gently brushing the dust on the pipa with his hand, this feeling of being ignored made Song Yu very unhappy, and a chill burst out of his eyes.

"A soul also dares to score for Ben Shao? Look for death! ”

Without Song Yu's order, the number one horse boy next to him was the first to condense his qi and directly whipped his whip legs.

The blue qi was like a terrifying long whip, tearing the air and bringing out a crack on the stage, but it didn't touch Ling Ge's body.

Ling Gang was like a knife, shattering everything in front of Ling Ge.

The erhu next to him, which had not yet had time to be touched in a hurry, turned into countless pieces scattered all over the ground in Ling Ge's eyes.

"Occasional roar, this time there is a good show!" A hint of a smile appeared on Xiao Tian's face below.

The electric light flickered, and the boundless yin qi converged, and Ling Ge's figure became much more condensed by the way, and the billowing yin qi wrapped around his body like smoke.

The temperature in the theater dropped rapidly, and the windows were full of hoarfrost.

However, for Ling Ge's extraordinary, Song Yu was not worried, but his face was full of excitement.

"Good baby, really good baby, if Ben Shao has it, even if his body is destroyed, it is enough to exist in the world forever!" The look of greed in his eyes gathered.

"Come, kneel at Ben Shao's feet, present your treasure with both hands, Ben Shao will spare you from death!"

At this moment, Song Yu's face was full of invincibility, as if he had already controlled the audience, and his words were full of arrogant posture.

A sneer appeared on Ling Ge's cold face, and the black light in his palm condensed, and the evil ghost talisman that belonged to him appeared.

The moment the talisman appeared, Song Yu's eyes straightened.

Under Song Yu's greedy gaze, Ling Ge let the talisman disappear again and said lightly: "If you want something from me, you also deserve it?" ”