Not long after the Nightshade army set out, there was a person who had been staring at the Netherworld's movements, and that person was the Owl King. Although he did not accept the olive branch handed by King Xuan at that time, it did not mean that he had no ambition to annex the Netherworld.

No, I finally saw the opportunity, the Shadow King led a large army to crusade against the King of the Xuan of the Yin Palace, and the Netherworld Palace was empty, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In the Netherworld Palace, except for the Shadow King and a few masters, everyone else is not a problem at all.

Two days after the Shadow King's expedition, the Owl King led a team of men and horses to the Netherworld. The generals all wore black veils on their faces, and they looked mysterious.

The manager, Lin Sen, has always felt a little flustered, and he can't sit still. There are no crows in the sky, why are the eyelids always jumping? Although it is said that the Shadow King handed over a large number of treasures to himself when he left, he always felt that it was a hot potato, and if he took over, it seemed that something bad would happen.

Mr. Lin must not understand Murphy's Law, that is, thinking that something unfortunate will happen.

"Report, Chief Lin, the defenders outside our city were annihilated by a force of unknown origin, and a large number of enemy troops gathered three miles outside the royal city."

Manager Lin grabbed the soldier's collar in a panic and emotion, and said, "What, can't even the sentries come back?" How many of them are there? ”

"Almost 10,000." The creep replied cautiously.

Lin Sen's eyes darkened, he was dizzy, and he almost fell to the ground, but the little soldier hurriedly helped him up, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Pass the order down and activate contingency plan one." Lin Sen raised his forehead and commanded with a somewhat sluggish expression.

The Shadow King was really like a god, and he had already guessed that someone would attack the idea of the main city of the Netherworld.

The Netherworld Temple is three miles into the royal city.

"This luxurious royal city in front of you is the legendary Netherworld Temple?" The Owl King asked with some disbelief.

"Probably, probably," a soldier beside the king was not very sure.

"What do you mean? The daring spies have never been to the Netherworld, or what's the matter? ”

"King Yuxiao, when the little ones came to inquire about the news before, the royal city was not like this." Two more soldiers behind the king hurriedly dismounted and knelt on the ground.

The king carefully looked at this royal city, the city wall was beautiful and generous, every brick was dense and tight, and even the crack in the middle of the brick was completely free of error. There has never been a lord in the underworld who has spent so much energy on the construction of the royal city, is there no place for this shadow king to have a lot of ghosts after breaking through?

"Woo~Woo~Woo! Bang bang! A trumpet and drums sounded, and a large flag with one word written on it was planted at the head of the royal city.

The king of the owl looked at the battle of the Netherworld Temple and felt that things might not be as he had expected, so he hurriedly ordered the city to be broken.

The soldiers on the side of the Owl King opened the city gate with almost no effort, and when they stepped into the Netherworld Palace, they were shocked by the scene in front of them and stopped one after another.

Is this really in the underworld? Could it be that he went to the wrong place and came to the palace or fairy world on earth? The pavilions and pavilions in the palace are carved and painted. Even the houses on the side of the road are so exquisite, better than the houses in the towns on earth.

Seeing this, the king added a fire to everyone's side: "Hurry up and take the Netherworld, these will be ours in the future." Whoever has achieved great results in battle will be rewarded! ”

When the soldiers heard the promise of the king, they were like being beaten with chicken blood, and their eyes were red suddenly, as if the things in front of them were beckoning to them, and they were all in the bag.

They soon arrived at the palace, but it was strangely quiet. The king felt that there must be an ambush, and he didn't know where the ambush was. But he is not afraid, the Shadow King has taken away an army of 50,000, even if there are still some generals here, there should be a few, and the overall level of the Netherworld Hall is not as high as my Thousand Souls Palace.

When they entered the main hall of the Netherworld, they found it empty. King Xiao faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and there were always some bad feelings.

"Click!" There was a biting sound from behind the screen.

The king subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look, but he suddenly found that he couldn't move. What's going on?

At the same time, there were a lot of "clicks" behind the main hall, and dozens of generals found that they couldn't move.

Evil door, too evil door! Those who can't move have a bad feeling in their hearts, and an ominous omen rises in their hearts.

"Withdraw, quickly withdraw from the big ——!" The king roared in terror.

Before he finished speaking, there was a movement on the ceiling of the main hall, and a large group of figures above the head of the king of the owl hung upside down and bent down, each holding a strange black bottle, not knowing what was inside.

Two seconds later, a black mist fell overhead, and the Hades Hall was reduced to Shura Hell.

"Ah~~" There were endless screams everywhere, and those generals were better, covered with black veils, but they hurt their eyes. Those nameless creeps were miserable, many of their faces had been burned and turned white, their flesh was blurred, and they were in agony. Some people roll on the ground in pain, and some people cast spells everywhere to vent their pain. Many people who were not injured were mistakenly injured by their own people. Those soldiers with low cultivation have endured such devastation and have no strength to fight at all.

Unable to move, the Owl King was also attacked by the anti-wolf spray. He realized for the first time that it was yellow spring water that was sprayed, and looked at the tortured men who couldn't survive and couldn't die, and secretly regretted that he was careless.

But this is not the end, the soldiers who did not enter the main hall behind did not know what was going on inside, and they all wanted to rush up to see what was going on. The soldiers of the Nether Temple steered the generals towards the middle of the group. The generals didn't know what the controller was going to do, and their faces were full of horror.

"Run, don't come near me!" One of the generals thought of something, tried his best to get out of control, and yelled at the crowd.

By the time he said this, the manipulators had already begun to act, constantly controlling their bodies, harvesting the lives of their men piece by piece. For a time, the soldiers of the Thousand Souls Hall mourned all over the field, and suffered heavy casualties.

At this time, Lin Sen manipulated the mouth of the king of the owl, like a schizophrenic, and said to himself: "Hahaha~ King of the owl, does this taste good?" This is just a small lesson for you. If you are interested, go back quickly, there is no need to add more casualties, do you say? Your actions this time have long been expected by my master, and if you go back to our master now, I will spare your life. Otherwise, it may be that your Thousand Souls Hall will change hands! ”

The king was drenched in cold sweat, but his face still looked unfazed.

"Thank you for the grace of King Ying's non-killing. Let's go! Let's go! You can let go of the control, let's go. ”

"You go, I won't hinder you from leaving, but I have to watch you walk out of our territory to let you go! Otherwise—"You know."

"Yes! Let's withdraw! The king raised his hand and pinched a spell, and a stream of green smoke dispersed in the air. The army of the Owl King retreated back in an orderly manner.