The screams, screams, and cries spread rapidly like a raging wave as the door of space opened.

Countless cultivators began to flee in all directions, fleeing in a hurry.

There are also people who are so frightened that their legs are weak, their hearts are cold, they can't even run, and they sit on the ground with their butts in their eyes, and their eyes are full of despair and fear before they die.

Originally, I came to admire the prosperous spectacle of the Qingdi Ascension, but who would have thought that this was actually a scam!

It's just a matter of being deceived, at most I scold a few words in my heart, anyway, I can't beat it, but who would have thought that the city was on fire, and the fish in the pond would be affected, looking at this posture, a person who ran slowly had to put his life into it, for a while, millions of cultivators from all over the mainland scolded Zhang Qingfeng's ancestors for eight generations, and it was at this time that they heard Zhang Qingfeng's voice.

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"I said it. ”

"I laid out this game, there are three purposes, first, to lead you to make a move, and third, to lead flowers to appear all over the sky, and this second purpose seems to have been ignored by you. ”

"The world respects me as the supreme of swordsmanship, praises me for knowing everything, and praises me for being a last resort, no matter what, I always have to be worthy of the three hats on my head to say the past, right?"

"Since I have known for a long time that you are the reincarnation of the Black Prison Ghost King. ”

"How can I not count your army of necromancy?"

"Are you really going to bring tens of millions of masters from the mainland to Qingdi Mountain just for sightseeing?"

"You're wrong!"

"They're all the helpers I recruited to deal with your army of necromancy!"

"This is the ultimate goal of my fake ascension!"

Zhang Qingfeng's voice was like a flood bell and a big lu, resounding through the world and reaching the ears of everyone within a radius of 100 miles.

Before the conversation on the Qingdi Mountain, although the voices of the two were loud, they were only a few hundred meters away, and most of the people who heard them were the guards of the Ice Phoenix Palace.

From the beginning to the present, Yin Bing'er, who has lost step by step, has become numb.

How could she still have the heart to think about what other conspiracy tricks the other party had not carried out?

The more I think about it, the more unhappy I feel.

Since this duel is already doomed, he will not be able to take advantage of the strategy.

Then wash away the shame of today with blood and bones.

She wanted to see how the human cultivators could stand in the way of this tens of millions of underworld armies!

"Kill!"

A thousand words turned into a monstrous killing intent, covering the entire Qingdi Mountain in an instant! As the first blood skeleton rushed out of the spatial gate, the death aura from hell quickly engulfed this side of heaven and earth.

Zhang Qingfeng stood on the top of the mountain, his face was ancient, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, just quietly looking at Yin Bing'er opposite.

The underworld army with the Blood Skull Bone Demon as the vanguard poured out of the Space Gate like a tide, and fought with the human cultivators under the Blue Emperor Mountain.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the human cultivators fell into disadvantage.

The disgusting hideous appearance of the army of the underworld made the human martial cultivators fearful, and the morale had fallen to the bottom before they could fight, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and they were soon killed by the murderous necromancer.

In less than a cup of tea, nearly 10,000 people died tragically under the slaughter of the army of necromancers.

Death is not terrible for cultivators who lick blood from the knife edge to live.

The terrible thing is that the necromantic army not only kills, but also eats people!

For every person killed, a group of blood skeletons pounced on it, and in just a few breaths, there was only one bloodstained skeleton on the ground.

Feeling the increasingly familiar aura around her, watching the human race collapse and being frantically harvested by the overwhelming superiority of the necromantic army, Yin Bing'er's face finally eased.

"Lord Qingdi, what are you waiting for? If you wait any longer, the human helpers you tricked will die. ”

Yin Bing'er's eyebrows were high, staring into Zhang Qingfeng's eyes, and her voice was full of provocation and mockery.

Zhang Qingfeng said lightly: "The damned are always going to die, it's just that the time is a little earlier." I am not wrong that you can secretly train such an army of necromancy, even if you are not forced out of the old bottom by me, within ten years at most, you will launch an attack?"

If there is no idea of attacking the human race, what does Yin Bing'er want the necromantic army to do?

"No! five years to be exact!"

Yin Bing'er did not deny it, "In five years at most, the deity will open the door of space and occupy the entire continent! Those humans who refuse to submit to the deity will become part of the army of necromancy." ”

"But the problem is, if you plan ahead, think so much for them, and do so much, who will take your affection?"

"They will only hate you and think that you have harmed them, because if you hadn't deceived them to Qingdi Mountain, they would not have died! This matter has become a nail in the iron plate, and no one can change the fact!"

"Take a step back, even if you don't die in this battle, you will become the public enemy of the entire continent, Lord Qingdi, is it worth it for you to do this?"

The two people on the top of the mountain are the strongest people in the world, although Yin Bing'er has been deflated in front of Zhang Qingfeng many times, it does not mean that her intelligence is not as good as Zhang Qingfeng.

Zhang Qingfeng said clearly just now, the purpose of his fake ascension is to lure the masters and powerhouses of the whole continent to Qingdi Mountain to deal with Yin Bing'er's necromantic army, which is in the minds of ordinary people, Zhang Qingfeng is using them, but Yin Bing'er knows that this is the only chance for human beings to be able to fight against the necromantic army, otherwise, when the necromantic army launches a general attack, human beings are still in the dark, except for being cannibalized and exterminated, there will never be a second way.

The question is, who can understand Zhang Qingfeng's painstaking efforts?

With the insidious and treacherous style of human beings, they will only see the surface, and will only count the deaths of relatives and friends on Zhang Qingfeng's head, and he will not be able to shake off the hat of a wicked man through the ages.

Zhang Qingfeng smiled and said: "Those who become big things are not informal, how the world evaluates me and scolds me, that's their business, do you think, I will care?"

"You will!" Yin Bing'er made up her mind without thinking about it, "Others may not, but you will!"

"My king once said that if you keep obsessed, you can't be a saint, your obsession is that your heart is too soft, and you worry too much, otherwise, how can I be given a chance to ascend thousands of years ago?"

"King?"

Zhang Qingfeng muttered and chewed on this word, and after being slightly stunned, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said something that made the fat monk waiting for the order dumbfounded: "You are really not the Black Prison Ghost King. ”

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The fat monk clearly remembered that after Yin Bing'er's sneak attack failed, Zhang Qingfeng finally came to the conclusion through a series of careful analyses that this beautiful woman standing at the peak of the mainland cultivation world was the real Black Prison Ghost King!

Why is she not anymore in the blink of an eye?

The fat monk's brain was a little overwhelmed.

For the first time, he felt that it was really good to be a fool.

At least don't think about these vexing conspiracies.

That Yin Bing'er is not the Black Prison Ghost King, who is she? And who is she?

"I wasn't. ”

Yin Bing'er's answer confirmed Zhang Qingfeng's conclusion.

"You were the one who took me for that poor fool from the beginning, but I never admitted it. ”

When you think about it, it is.

Determining that Yin Bing'er is the Black Prison Ghost King is Zhang Qingfeng's inference, and she has never admitted it.

Zhang Qingfeng nodded, and his next sentence made the fat monk, who had long been accustomed to his non-shocking speech, once again have a dream-like illusion.

"I see, you're from heaven. ”

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Heaven.

Heaven.

Heaven.

Divine Realm.

These are all the names given by the cultivators of the mainland to the space where they live after the ascension.

Since in the history of the cultivation world, there has never been a record of anyone returning to the mainland after ascending, the idea of what the world will be like after ascension has always seemed to exist only in the imagination of the world. In the depths of a cultivator's consciousness, the concept that he would never return to the mainland after ascending had long been ingrained.

Now.

On the top of Qingdi Mountain, someone actually said that Yin Bing'er was from the divine realm, how could the fat monk not be shocked?

Fortunately, it was Zhang Qingfeng who said this, if it were someone else, he would have kicked it over a long time ago - wasn't his head squeezed by the palace gate of the Ice Phoenix Palace?

But after the shock, there was ecstasy.

The appearance of Yin Bing'er undoubtedly proves that the Divine Realm truly exists! It also shows that the people of the Divine Realm can descend to this continent!

In just one sentence, the amount of information contained was so large that the fat monk was almost stupid with excitement, completely forgetting the battle in front of him, and in a trance, a clear understanding poured into the sea of knowledge, and the barrier that had been lying in front of the Nine Realms actually showed signs of loosening!

The change of the fat monk naturally couldn't escape Zhang Qingfeng's perception, he turned his head to take a look, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he was relieved and satisfied.

"How afraid of death are you to break the mirror at this time. ”

Zhang Qingfeng suddenly remembered the scene of the fat monk begging him to teach his skills thousands of years ago, at that time he was useless except for his loyalty, his cultivation was the lowest, his understanding was the worst, and he would even stumble when he spoke, and he was shy like a big girl.

"What exercises do you want to learn?"

"I want to live forever!"

Zhang Qingfeng still remembers the scene at that time, the fat monk smiled at the surrounding guards leaning forward and back, he himself laughed enough, and he lived forever? Who doesn't want to? This fool is really whimsical!

There are many exercises that can be immortal, most of which are in name only, and Zhang Qingfeng chose this set of Diamond Sutras for him.

At that time, Zhang Qingfeng didn't think that the fat monk could cultivate to become a great achievement, after all, in the history of the mainland cultivation world, there were not many people who could cultivate.

Who would have thought that it was this fool he was most disoptimistic about that he had just practiced the Great Sun Vajra Sutra and lived until now, and those companions who had laughed at him had all turned into a handful of loess.

After reuniting again, Zhang Qingfeng also asked the fat monk what kind of spirit supported him to practice this set of the most boring and difficult body refining exercises in the mainland.

The fat monk's answer was simple and simple, he said that he did not want to die, he had not lived enough.

To live.

This is the only motivation for the fat monk to endure the pain of practicing.

That's his obsession.

It is also the meaning and purpose of his life.

Because I care, I work hard, and because I work hard, I succeed.

Success, sometimes it's as simple as that.

Now, when he heard the news of the existence of the kingdom of God, he was about to break the mirror.

Others may be shocked by his understanding and talent, but Zhang Qingfeng knows that it is because he sees the hope of continuing to live and has a new goal for the future.

The reason why you can't get on the stage is crooked, the world is so wonderful.