"What? Little Ancestor, you just said that there are 3,000 ghosts coming this way? ”

"What the hell? Is it from the Netherworld, or from the eighteenth layer of hell? Don't scare me, I'm still young and don't want to have a heart attack so early! Ma Zhen was thinking about things, and was suddenly shouted by the little ancestor, and he almost fell to the ground without being frightened.

"Bold! What are you asking? My aunt kindly reminded you, you still ask me if I was scaring you? ”

"Do you think that my aunt and grandmother are idle and want to joke with you as a mere mortal about these things? Believe it or not, it can't be me anyway! The little ancestor was probably also angry with Ma Zhen, and turned his head to the side to continue to blow bubbles, and when Ma Zhen saw this formation, he knew that the little ancestor was very likely not to scare him just now.

After all, the little ancestor is like a child, and it is not realistic to make up such a lie, and this is suddenly mentioned, and it is not a strange thing that a large number of ghosts appear around the cracks in these two realms, after all, Bai Wuchang is at war with the evil ghosts of the eighteenth layer of hell with tens of thousands of ghosts.

"Little Ancestor, I was wrong, I was wrong! Can you tell me if it was the eighteenth-layer hell demon coming towards the rift between the two realms this time, or the ghost cha from our Netherworld Capital? ”

"Please, if you tell me, I'll go back to the sun and take you to KFC to eat chocolate sundaes." Ma Zhen didn't even want to have a face at this time, and directly begged the little ancestor with his hands together, and the little ancestor didn't want to pay attention to Ma Zhen, but when she heard a series of unfamiliar words, she was also a little interested.

"Humph! Anyway, I've heard about this chicken and chocolate sundae now, and I'm going to have to eat it after that! ”

"But I can't confirm the origin of these more than 3,000 ghosts, wait a minute, when they are only a few hundred meters away from here, I will be able to sense it!" The little ancestor snorted coldly, and when Ma Zhen heard the words of the little ancestor, he was sitting on wax.

In the Netherworld, the speed of the ghost is called a fast, a few hundred meters, and it is only a matter of ten seconds, if you wait until this time for the little ancestor to perceive whether the person who comes is friend or foe, it will be too late at all, in fact, a distance of several hundred meters, in this place of Ma Pingchuan, Ma Zhen himself can roughly feel that the person who comes is friend or foe, and there is no need to waste energy to please the little ancestor and let him prompt.

"No! Little Ancestor, you are fast, can you help me run back to the Boulder Forest first and inform the ghosts! ”

"The origin of these ghosts is unknown, if it is really those eighteen-layer hell demons, then things will be terrible, at least, if I am alone, I will definitely not be able to resist the three thousand evil ghosts, and no one knows if there are any legendary ghost officials in these three thousand evil ghosts!"

Ma Zhen hurriedly knelt down and begged the little ancestor who was blowing bubbles on the side for help, and the little ancestor also knew that the matter was urgent, after all, she came here this time to guard the cracks of these two realms, plus the little ancestor had a deep hatred with the eighteenth-layer hell demons, so he muttered: With me, I still need to be afraid of the three thousand eighteen-layer hell demons here, so I quickly flew to the boulder forest according to what Ma Zhen said.

Ma Zhen thought that it would take him a lot of words to persuade the little ancestor, but at this time, he was stunned when he saw that the little ancestor was so good at talking.

But soon, Ma Zhen looked far away in the direction that Little Ancestor had just pointed, and then hid near the rift between the two realms.

If you wait for the three thousand eighteen-layer hell demons to come to the rift of the two realms first, and the ghosts have not arrived in time, Ma Zhen is ready to take the spirit banner to sneak attack these eighteen-layer hell demons first, the number of three thousand, if there is no commander of ten thousand, Ma Zhen can hold on for a long time, which is enough for Xiao Lu to come back with the ghosts.

"Whew-"

Before the eighteenth layer of hell demons arrived, a gust of yin wind blew on the side of the crack between the two realms, and after feeling the strength of this yin wind, Ma Zhen's heart immediately sank to the bottom of the sea.

Damn!

Just by virtue of the yin wind that blew before this ghost arrived, the three thousand and eighteen-layer hell demons that were now rushing through the rift in the two realms must be much stronger than the five thousand and eighteen-layer hell demons led by the commander last time!

The last time the Soul Banner had already erupted for a while, even if it had already sucked in thousands of eighteen-layer hell demons, but the Soul Banner transformed these eighteen-layer hell demons into core energy, and it would take time, and now these three thousand eighteen-layer hell demons are still more powerful than the last time, it is estimated that there are no ten thousand commanders, then there are at least several thousand commanders, if you really do it, with one spirit flag, it will be overwhelming!

Ma Zhen was a little apprehensive, in addition to the spirit banner on his body now, he no longer had the magic weapon to be able to take out his hand, after the staff was lent to Xiao Lu to use, Ma Zhen felt that the staff gave Xiao Lu more strength, so he never wanted to come back.

In fact, now that Xiao Lu has one of the complete sets of high-level magic weapons, the staff has no effect on her at this time, and Ma Zhen didn't expect these eighteen-layer hell demons to come so quickly and fiercely, otherwise, he would definitely ask Xiao Lu to return the staff.

Although Ma Zhen can't summon the heavenly thunder, and the means of using the staff are far inferior to Xiao Lu, who is a high-level ghost, but there is a half-finished magic weapon by his side, even if Ma Zhen is in trouble, at least he can support it for a long time.

I hope it's the ghost of Bai Impermanence! After all, when she returned to the Yang Realm, she had already informed Bai Wuchang about the rift in the Two Realms, and it was reasonable for her to scatter the team to look for the rift in the Two Realms, but soon, Ma Zhen knew that he was still thinking too much.

It's the eighteenth layer of hell demons!

The full of malice, the foul-smelling yin qi, Ma Zhen has also been in contact with the ghosts for a long time, the breath on the ghosts, he knows exactly what it looks like, and the group of three thousand eighteen-layer hell demons far away makes Ma Zhen feel a malice, don't think about it, Ma Zhen has already begun to hold the spirit flag tightly, ready to wait for this group of eighteen-layer hell demons to run to the crack between the two realms, and throw it in the air.

Come on!

Little Green, hurry up and bring the ghost over, otherwise I won't be able to last long!

Ma Zhen urgently called out to Xiao Lu in his heart, maybe God had pity on Ma Zhen, Xiao Lu really rushed over with the ghosts soon after, of course, as the little ancestor of the Taoist soul, he was much faster than Xiao Lu and their ghosts.

"I'm tired of my aunt and grandmother, I called you all the ghosts!"

"Wait until you can't defeat these eighteen-layer hell demons, don't call me, auntie, I'll hide and blow bubble gum!"

"Hey, hey, hey—"

Before Ma Zhen could respond, the little ancestor flashed when he left a sentence, leaving Ma Zhen stunned and slowly put down the hand he had just raised.

"Ma Zhen, we're here!"

"Are you alright?" Xiao Lu was very anxious, and asked as soon as she came to Ma Zhen.

"It's okay! Those eighteen-story hell demons haven't come yet! But it's coming soon, look over there! Ma Zhen shook his head slightly, and then pointed his finger not far away.

At this time, Xiao Lu and the ghosts could already look out at the vanguard of this group of eighteen-story evil ghosts, and when they saw this group of vanguard troops, they were suddenly shocked and speechless.

"What's wrong? Midori, why are you still stunned? Didn't you just train to use that set of high-level magic weapons? ”

"Now there are three thousand and eighteen-layer hell demons, just for you to practice your hands, last time the five thousand and eighteen-layer hell demons were easily killed by us, these three thousand and eighteen-layer hell demons, there should be no problem, right?" Ma Zhen asked a little apprehensively.

"The five thousand and eighteen-layer hell demons last time are different from the three thousand this time!"

"This is the Great Ghost King, Cao Cao's elite troops! We...... Even if we have a set of high-level magic weapons, there is a good chance that we will not be able to do it! ”

"I hope Cao Cao or his son didn't come this time, otherwise, we ......" Xiao Lu was very frustrated, and Ma Zhen was confused.

Cao Cao?

Is this the Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms in history? Emperor Wu of Wei?

Ma Zhen was so shocked that he didn't know what to say, in the Netherworld Mansion, he didn't expect Cao Cao to be arrested in the eighteenth layer of hell, and he also became the Great Ghost King, which simply subverted Ma Zhen's three views.

"Xiao Lu, is the Cao Cao you are talking about the same Cao Cao I know? This is an ancient emperor, how can it be the great ghost king on the eighteenth layer of hell? Is it the same name and surname? Ma Zhen hurriedly asked.

"Nope! It's Cao Cao in your history books! Let me tell you, those who become emperors in the mortal world will generally be caught in the eighteenth layer of hell when they go down to the underworld! ”

"Because as an emperor, he has at least tens of thousands of innocent lives on his hands, and this kind of sin is enough for them to enter the last layer of the eighteen layers of hell!"

"And as an emperor, he has more or less some housekeeping skills, and now the big evil ghosts above the eighteenth layer of hell ghost kings are either these who have been emperors in the mortal world, or they have been great generals, and those ocean thieves are only a thousand commanders and ten thousand commanders at most, in terms of the number of killings, how can they compare to this kind of big man who holds a lot of power and tens of thousands of heads fall to the ground at the first order!"

Xiao Lu's explanation made Ma Zhen a little speechless, he didn't expect that the emperor and general who were so beautiful in his life would be imprisoned to the eighteenth layer of hell as soon as he died, no wonder the Netherworld is official, and he can't kill the evil ghosts in a prison.

Damn it, all you have left behind in the underworld are good people, good old people, and when you start a war, how can you good old people fight those battle-hardened generals and soldiers?

Have you ever heard of a saying: A thousand troops are easy to get, and a general is hard to find?

At the very least, you Netherworld Mansion also have to keep a few famous generals in history to prevent the chaos of the eighteenth layer of hell, right?

Alas!

If the Netherworld is really destroyed, this is really my own doing!

When Ma Zhen saw the three thousand Cao clan army that was about to approach the rift between the two realms, he suddenly lost his motivation......

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