At this moment, Yexi felt that he had become innumerable, pushed by the fortress to fill the heavens and the earth, and appeared in front of the enemy in an instant, the enemy panicked and resisted, but unfortunately, he was given by the fortress with a speed like a bamboo, making a myth that only fast and unbreakable.

Cool, cool.

Unlike the previous one, the previous one was a physical attack, destroying the enemy's body, but this time it was a mental attack, directly grabbing the enemy's soul.

One hundred thousand, the soul, was pulled out by her thousands of spiritual power and poisoned.

Out of the body is faint.

100,000 shells stood motionless in the air.

Yexi laughed: "Up." ”

The crowd went out and detained 100,000 enemy troops in the open space of the fortress, one by one, like wooden men.

Not dead yet.

The divine soul suddenly left the body, and the divine body did not die so easily, and it was no problem to carry a thousand children for eight hundred years, if the main divine soul was fine.

Yexi pondered that if he fed the divine soul to the four trees, these divine bodies would scatter with a bang.

One hundred thousand gods and souls were also placed on the open ground, as if they were asleep.

Yexi rubbed his hands and beckoned the four brothers: "Come, let's eat one by one and collect money one by one." ”

Last time it was too hasty, but this time I came one by one, and I can fully enjoy the fun of opening the gift box.

The four brothers nodded happily, they can't eat, it's a big deal to eat too much and go to sleep, the little tea tree is so weak that they are refining, they are very unwilling, eat more, and the little tea tree can grow more.

Ye Dan pulled out a divine soul, and the three brothers looked at it and sniffled, and happily ran to the shell and dragged the corresponding shell.

Everyone sat in a circle, their faces up, waiting for the equipment to explode.

Suddenly, Yexi and the four brothers raised their heads together and looked at a certain place in the air with solemn expressions.

The others looked at each other, what's wrong?

Yexi motioned for the four brothers to stand behind her, and then raised her hand and arched: "First meeting, everyone is well." ”

Everybody?

More than one.

In the field of vision of Yexi and the four brothers, a team of eleven... Ghost.

Ten of them, with a black crown and black robe, have a black chain around their waists, and their faces are like white paper, cold and serious.

The leader one, with his hair high and scattered, a He-colored official robe, the robe embroidered with black flames, long eyes and thin lips, his hands are copied, and his skin is not smiling.

A ghost official who is not easy to deal with.

It's coming... Grabbed food?

"The petty official thinks that it is better to hand over these ghosts to the petty officer."

Look, look, it's really an official, and it's really here to grab food.

Yexi frowned, if the magistrate she knew was impermanent, even if it was an ordinary ghost official, she would give it if she raised her hand. But the ghost in front of her, this self-righteous tone, this lofty posture, this pretending to be modest but actually arrogant attitude, tsk, she really can't lift this hand.

It's just that she doesn't know the market of the Divine Realm and the Underworld.

Well, I don't know if bamboo has anything to do with the underworld, whether it's good or bad.

The four brothers glanced at Yexi, stood in front of her, and Yedan spoke: "Yin Si must not meddle in the affairs of the Yang Realm. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone stared at the face of the petty official.

Well, they can't see anything, they can only lock in a cloud of air.

Rao is like this, the petty officials also feel the pressure, yin and yang are not interconnected, unless life becomes death, but even if it is death, it is not something that their yin can interfere with immediately. The Protoss is more about means of death rather than rebirth by dead tricks.

Of course, the Protoss is so capable, and they are also happy to be idle, clocking in to work every day, drinking tea and chatting, and no ghost has reported for eight hundred years.

What they do more is to shape new souls into the WTO.

There's no way, from mortal to god, the more you go up, the more ruthless you are, the god kills the god, that's called a grass to eradicate the roots, and the soul is a regular practice, not to mention the god slaughterhouse, but also directly pumped the energy of the god soul to protect the battlefield.

They have no objection to this, the divine realm is the yang realm and the yin realm, and it is the responsibility of people and ghosts to protect the divine realm. Moreover, those shattered soul energies will eventually return to heaven and earth and to yin. It's just that the reincarnation has transferred more people to the New Soul Division.

So, no matter how much the Yang Realm Protoss fights with each other, they don't even bother to watch the excitement, as for why he has to show up for such a trip today... Can he say he's bored?

Ahem, and curiosity.

It's too idle, he can't sit still, he often hangs here and there, and it is common to help his colleagues deal with some affairs, and he sees an application for a promotion from a colleague.

Promotion, salary increase, it's just to fool those people below, so that for these ghosts of the gods, it's better to be down, the career is busy, the life is rich, I heard that you can catch ghosts, how can you like them, there are so few ghosts who become gods, there is no need to care, idle death.

Everyone knows that it is good to be lowered, but no one will reveal a little truth to the lower, but at the first opportunity, they will describe to the lower head how glorious and majestic the Yin Si of the Divine Realm is, how powerful and high-ranking it is, so as to plant one and count one.

When he saw the application, he was still a couple, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

In fact, it is not strange that there are two people's applications, there are many who want to be promoted, drag the family with the mouth, of course they allow, one of the good benefits vigorously promoted by the Shenyin Division, we can pay attention to family construction and career balance, come on, come, all come, all the wives and children come up, we welcome.

However, the one he saw was a little different, the applicants were two, not one person applied for many people, and there were more wives in it than the serious monarchs.

It's a real rarity.

Take a look at it more, yo, this Mrs. Fujun is eighteen Ji, take another look, flip through it, and look at the applicant's self-work experience honor record together, and also look at the official background check at the back.

Particularly detailed.

Hah, or did it start in the mortal realm? Is this a change of realm in the middle? Hey, this guy has a backstage, and he can change from the mortal world to the fairy world. Who? Which old immortal?

Looking at it again, it's even more surprising that it has never changed boundaries? Is it the realm in which it is located from mortal to immortal? Tsk, that's even more bizarre.

The petty officer read it carefully and found a more strange existence in it.

There is a female surname Night Name Creek.

Yin and yang are free, and the species is unknown.

Night King: Phew, you're of unknown species, and your entire family is of unknown species.

There is not much information about Yexi attached to it, saying that this person is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and the merit of killing is generally thick, and his behavior is incredible, and the prefecture focuses on the object of observation.

The petty official is interested, the odd number, I haven't seen it for a long time, it seems that the previous one, or the two worlds of yin and yang joined forces to completely wipe out that person.

This is not the same, it is recognized by heaven and earth? Killing is so heavy that heaven and earth still recognize it? Who is not dead in the future? Heh, or have you always maintained a good relationship with their system? Tsk, scheming.

Since then, I have memorized this scheming anomaly.

A few days ago, it just so happened that when I visited the door, I heard from my colleagues that there were 50,000 ghosts, and they disappeared as soon as they became ghosts.

He asked, and heard a name in his memory: Night Creek.

I felt that this person was really interesting, and I felt that the matter was not over, and I wanted to see the true face, so I made a bet with my colleague by the way, betting that she would make a move.

At this point, my colleagues besieged him, and it was as if you had a brain.

The petty officer who was punched and kicked gambled to take the ghost back from his hands.

In this regard, colleagues are not optimistic, although there is cooperation between Yin and Yang in the divine realm, such as the god of the Yin Si Gang to arrange a mortal reincarnation or something, but, in essence, the two sides still hate each other.

There is no way, the systems are different, the values are different, the style of doing things is even more different, it is too difficult to identify with each other, for the sake of the common goal that everyone is fighting for the homeland, the face has to be passable.