Jiang Pingchuan felt the endless blood red in front of him, felt the call from hell, there was a strong battle intent there, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a ghost king Xiao Wudi wearing a dark red robe and stepping on the dark red flowing cloud boots.

Jiang Pingchuan saw the man in front of him, and when he touched the Heavenly Forbidden in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, it was the man in front of him who helped him resist the Heavenly Forbidden and gave him a purple skeleton to save his life.

"How did you do it, it's a"

The Fifth Emperor Xiao appeared in front of Jiang Pingchuan, looking at half of Jiang Pingchuan's face with disgust, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the Fifth Emperor Xiao embarrassedly, and didn't know what to say, just wanted to speak, the Fifth Emperor Xiao waved his hand, interrupting the impatient expression on Jiang Pingchuan's face.

"You remember, we still have ten years, this is the last thing I left for you, use it well"

Emperor Xiao Wu pointed to the millions of Yin soldiers and Yin generals behind him and said.

"Can you tell me who you are and what the hell are we going to do?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the Fifth Emperor Xiao and said, the Fifth Emperor Xiao's willow eyebrows stood sideways, and he looked at Jiang Pingchuan with anger on his face.

"It's useless to say it, your memories will be forcibly taken away, but don't worry, I will definitely break through the Heavenly Forbidden before the deadline comes"

Emperor Xiao Wudi looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said helplessly, Jiang Pingchuan also had some experience, because he remembered many things he had done, but he couldn't remember anything, whenever he tried to think about it, there was always a huge force preventing him from thinking about it.

"What am I going to do?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the Fifth Emperor Xiao with a sad face and asked, and the Fifth Emperor shook his head with a wry smile.

"You can't do anything"

As he spoke, the Five Emperors disappeared in front of Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan saw that the Yin soldiers and Yin generals in front of him were already gearing up for battle, and Jiang Pingchuan was a little stunned when he saw the order of the millions of Yin soldiers and Yin generals in front of him.

The Yin soldiers here will stand according to their strength, and the 300,000 people standing at the front are all Yin soldiers and Yin generals at the sixth level of the Qi Realm, and the next 200,000 are all the strength of the peak of the middle stage of the Foundation Building Realm, and the next 200,000 are the strength of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Realm.

Then a piece of Yin Soldier Yin General Jiang Pingchuan's eyes were a little swollen when he looked over, he couldn't see the Yin Soldiers and Yin General behind, but looking at their order, Jiang Pingchuan knew that the further he went, the stronger he became.

It's just that Jiang Pingchuan has no way to know what the strength of those Yin soldiers and Yin generals is at the end, he thinks that when his strength is improved, he may be able to see the strength of those Yin soldiers and Yin generals.

"300,000 Yin soldiers who practice qi realm will go out with me"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the 300,000 Yin Soldier Yin General in front of him and said, when he heard Jiang Pingchuan's order, the 300,000 Yin Soldier Yin General suddenly raised his head and roared in a low voice with red eyes. Jiang Pingchuan's mind flashed with a golden character, there was a way to explain how to take out the Yin soldiers and Yin generals in the War King Order, Jiang Pingchuan silently recited the mantra When he opened his eyes, he was already standing outside the Battle King Order, holding the War King Order in his hand and looking at the grave in front of him.

What puzzled him was that he had clearly read the mantra silently according to the hints of the golden characters, but what was embarrassing was that Jiang Pingchuan didn't even have a ghost shadow behind him, thinking of this, Jiang Pingchuan recited the mantra silently several times and still didn't respond at all.

Jiang Pingchuan wondered if he had another dream within a dream, everything just now was fake, and at this moment Jiang Pingchuan felt a yin wind blowing through his ears.

Jiang Pingchuan put the battle king order in his arms and looked at the dark and gloomy cemetery in front of him, the feng shui layout here was different from what Jiang Pingchuan had seen before, there was no distinction between priority and subordination here.

Each grave looks like a feng shui eye, but it is precisely because every grave here is the same that Jiang Pingchuan feels that the feng shui eye here must not be a tomb but something else.

Just when Jiang Pingchuan's eyes were scanning the entire cemetery, the yin wind blew through Jiang Pingchuan's ears again, Jiang Pingchuan suddenly turned around and looked, and suddenly took his own steps and ran in the opposite direction of the gust of wind just now.

Jiang Pingchuan stood in front of a grave and looked at the low grave without moving, there was a figure sitting on the grave with his body bent over, Jiang Pingchuan reflected the moonlight, and Jiang Pingchuan was stunned when he saw the man's face clearly.

"Why, isn't it surprised?"

The person sitting on the grave said with a hoarse smile, Jiang Pingchuan nodded, he was very familiar with the person in front of him, this face was the face of the palace master, but the person was indeed provoked by Jiang Pingchuan Guangfu who had broken his hands and feet, and he didn't expect to meet Guangfu in this battlefield of Yin soldiers.

"You're dead?"

Jiang Pingchuan couldn't feel the breath of Guangfu's body, Guangfu in front of him was like a dead man without the slightest masculinity, the whole person sat on the grave as if he was absorbing the yin qi in the tomb to nourish his body, Guangfu raised his head and looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a shriveled face.

"You don't look like a human being to hurt me, a ghost is not like a ghost, I'd rather become a dead man than live in secret, God has eyes, let me become the leader of the barbarian king's Yin soldiers to take your life"

Guangfu said predictively, Jiang Pingchuan held his empty fist and looked at Guangfu sitting on the grave, but he didn't expect Sifu to leave with Guangfu to find the barbarian king far away in the northwest, and was made the leader of the Yin soldiers by the barbarian king, it seems that the resentment in Guangfu's heart is very strong, otherwise it is impossible to be selected by the barbarian king as the leader of the Yin soldiers.

"God is blind, let you come to me, you have to die again"

Jiang Pingchuan smiled slightly and looked at Guangfu sitting on the grave, and when Guangfu moved his body to stand up, Jiang Pingchuan was surprised to find that Guangfu was able to stand up and his limbs were quite flexible.

This is something that Jiang Pingchuan has no way to understand, even if Guangfu becomes a Yin soldier, it is impossible to change his state before he dies, unless someone uses a method to heal his limbs before Guangfu dies.

Guangfu, who stood up when Jiang Pingchuan was puzzled, was holding a person's head in his hand, and when Jiang Pingchuan saw it clearly, he was extremely angry for a while, and in Guangfu's hand was the head of Sifu.

Looking at Sifu's facial expression, he was very peaceful and satisfied when he died, but looking at Guangfu's current state, Jiang Pingchuan felt that Sifu must have died unjustly.

"You killed Sifu?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Guangfu with a sinister smile and said, Guangfu shook the head of Sifu in his hand and looked at his son's head in his hand suddenly and sadly with a smile.

Stretched out his hand and gently stroked Sifu's pale cheeks, and suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiang Pingchuan hatefully, and that powerful resentment came to his face.

"Fu'er wasn't killed by me, it's you, it's all you Jiang Pingchuan, everything is good, it's all because you hurt me, you hurt my Fu'er, you pay me back Fu'er, Jiang Pingchuan, you take your life"

Guangfu yelled at Jiang Pingchuan, and as Guangfu's voice fell, there began to be a rustling sound around him, and Jiang Pingchuan noticed that every grave bag behind him and around him was dug up by a pair of white bone hands.

A group of hideous-faced Yin soldiers and Yin generals came out of the grave, some of them were even covered with poisonous maggots, and they walked towards Jiang Pingchuan with their foul mouth full of foul smell, Guangfu put down the head of Sifu in his hand and stood on the grave and looked coldly at Jiang Pingchuan who was surrounded by Yin soldiers and Yin generals.

Jiang Pingchuan swept over with an empty fist in his hand, and all the Yin soldiers and Yin generals around him were swept away by the illusory spear in Jiang Pingchuan's hand at the neck, but what made Jiang Pingchuan unhappy was that all the Yin soldiers and Yin generals who were killed by himself were resurrected.

They kept falling down and getting up like they couldn't be killed, endlessly, Jiang Pingchuan just wanted to strike again when he felt the piece of the battle king order on his chest slightly shocked.

Jiang Pingchuan stood in place, something strange happened, Jiang Pingchuan's body rushed out of a black light, this light was black and shining in the dark night, and the black light exploded above Jiang Pingchuan's head.

At the moment of the explosion, the boundless Yin Soldier Yin General appeared above Jiang Pingchuan's head, Jiang Pingchuan's hand inexplicably added a small black flag, holding the flag in his hand, Jiang Pingchuan gently waved a Sanskrit sound murmured out of it.

As if they had received some kind of order, the Yin Soldiers in mid-air slashed at the Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals standing in the graveyard with the long Scythe of the Hell Soul Charmer in their hands, and their attack was a crushing attack without the slightest pause.

The Yin soldiers who were present all the way slowly slaughtered, what made Jiang Pingchuan curious was that the corpses killed by the Yin soldiers in the order of the king of war were never resurrected, Jiang Pingchuan took the spear in his hand and slowly walked to the grave where Guangfu was.

"Old thing, God really doesn't open his eyes"

Jiang Pingchuan smiled and walked towards Guangfu, Guangfu stood up and walked towards Jiang Pingchuan angrily, the closer he got to Jiang Pingchuan, the more Jiang Pingchuan could feel that there was a thick sense of death and resentment on Guangfu's body.

"Jiang Pingchuan, I want you"

"Amount"

"There are too many people who want me to die, you can't be in line"

Jiang Pingchuan directly grabbed Guangfu's neck with one hand when the menacing Guangfu just walked in front of him, and Guangfu looked at Jiang Pingchuan who was choking his neck in shock.

Jiang Pingchuan picked up the spear in his hand without hesitation, and quickly broke the tendons and veins of Guangfu's limbs, Guangfu wailed and kept struggling, but he still couldn't break free of Jiang Pingchuan's shackles.

"For Why"

Guangfu looked at Jiang Pingchuan with wide eyes, Jiang Pingchuan was a human cultivator, and even if he cultivated against the sky, it was impossible to hold his neck.

In Guangfu's opinion, the person who can hold his neck can hold his neck except for the person who made himself, only the person who is also a dead person can hold his neck, but how can Jiang Pingchuan in front of him be a dead person.

"It's very simple, I committed suicide in a dream, and I came to a dream within a dream, in which I was a dead man like you, but no matter how you say it, you are still not as ruthless, and you will kill your own son"

Jiang Pingchuan threw Guangfu in his hand to the ground, and Guangfu fell asleep on the ground and looked at Jiang Pingchuan.

"Fu'er wasn't killed by me, it's not me"

Guangfu still yelled at Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan walked in front of Guangfu with a gloomy face, grabbed Guangfu's head, dragged him up from the ground, and let Guangfu's eyes look at the grave he was standing on just now.

There, a group of Yin soldiers were gnawing on the only remaining head of Sifu, and Jiang Pingchuan threw the Guangfu in his hand directly at the grave.

"No"

Guangfu trembled and watched the Yin soldiers completely divide Sifu's head, but he could only squirm there, unable to stop the Yin soldiers from devouring Sifu's head, Guangfu smiled bitterly and sprayed a mouthful of blood and passed out on the ground.