readx;? The charcoal-colored long G strikes at him, and in the G shadow, Ichill sees the person he once killed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info [Fengyun Novel Reading]

In the name of the organization, in the name of their own justice, to kill the people...... Their shadows are all in the long g, cursing what Ichel used to do, when 1729's lightsaber resists the long g, the souls in these G shadows find the opportunity to climb onto 1729's body, tearing 1729 like poisonous insects, the guilt and vacillation that once caused by killing them are magnified by a hundred thousand times, Ichill is determined to overcome the idea of repentance and wavering, drives the spiritual power in his body to form bones to protect himself from the erosion of the dead soul, concentrating on the breath to prevent the opponent from sucking his yang energy, holding the lightsaber tightly, slashing at the enemy in front of him。

This sword slashed into the air, although the consciousness is high, but this sword is really an ordinary move, there is no power to defeat, and the opponent dodged it, and after dodging, the enemy with a long g is quickly retreating, and when 1729 tried to move forward, the oncoming Y cold breath made him have to take a step back, and the grim reaper who was smiling with a sickle and the ghosts who were as strong as an ox blocked his way forward, and 1729 and his subordinates were completely cut off from life.

The level is different, these reapers, ghosts, are completely different from what they have seen before, and the Enma he fought just now is far stronger than the few he killed before.

The dark green ghost fire dotted the darkness in the hell, the adjuster holding a white lightsaber stared at the young man who was hiding behind the ghost and death, the solemn robe supplemented by blue and white set off his slender and thin body, and the pure black eyes occasionally flashed a strange and cold cyan light, holding it, the crown on his head was the characteristic of Hades, and Iqir who had experienced a protracted battle could already recognize the identity of the Enma without hindrance.

The young Yama did not show the courage of a horseman, but only vigilantly held the G of Repentance and asked the oni to deal with the enemies who came by surprise, and his black eyes were fixed on the fortress on the other side of the distant shore, which was built by these rebellious hell souls day and night in just a few days, and was built with the precious materials that had been looted from the previous few slain Yama halls. Every inch of the cement material on the fortress is marked by the spells of the human beings who specialize in restraining the souls of the Yama Monarch, and one by one the rings finally form a fortress that folds and glows in the dark...... This kind of large-scale spell only appeared hundreds of years ago when a certain great sect powerhouse wanted to force his way through the heavenly tribulation to prevent the ghost from asking for his life.

It appeared purely on the engineering skills of the humans on the ground and exhausted countless imps to build the fortress, and it seems that they do not intend to ransack it in a guerrilla way, as if they want to put down roots here. In this case, this Enma was able to lead 100,000 rakshasa demons to arrive, and he watched the situation on the fortress: it was obviously a defensive fortress that restrained the revenant ghosts without distinction, but the defenders did not seem to be affected, and being able to do this showed that the other party was obviously prepared.

The sinner souls standing on the fortress are taking advantage of the terrain and defense to fight the imps of the Enma Dungeon, while 1729, who led the elite raid, is entangled by the strong and brave oni and cannot move an inch.

Behind the Yama stood a white-robed demon wearing a strange white hat, smiling worse than crying, and said to the Yama, "Liangyi Four Seasons - Amasanadu, your army is at a disadvantage. ”

The white-robed demon pointed to the battle on the other side of the other side - the ghost who could die if he took a breath of yang qi on his facial features, and pressed the army of the Enma to fight! The low-level ghost and the god of death sacrificed a lot, and the organizers overcame the disadvantage of the away battle, and thousands of replicant ghosts fought a defensive battle with tens of thousands of ghosts, and it seemed that the failure of the siege was a matter of time.

However, Yan and Mo Liangyi shook their heads and said indifferently: "Wrong, Yan Jun, we are heading towards victory. ”

The enemy fortress on the other side is brightly lit and continues to repel waves of Enma armies, but the battle has not stopped from beginning to end, and the casualty ratio is not good-looking, but the undead souls who have adjusted people and are engulfed are also constantly dying.

The sky, the earth, and the riverside are all hellish demons sent by Hades, and the fortresses that can defend against the disadvantages of the away battle are powerful, but they ...... After all, this is the territory of the Yamas, how can the imps who are originally dead people be afraid of death?

"Hell is never short of people. Enma Liangyi didn't hide his voice, 1729, who had a tense expression, finally showed a trace of unnatural look, the elite soldiers raided and decapitated is a good tactic, but after killing several Hades, 1729 finally encountered a hard bone to gnaw! Not only did he calculate the attack of 1729, but he used it as bait, set up an ambush and caused him to be fooled, and then a large number of enemies took advantage of the fact that 1729 was no longer attacking violently...... If it weren't for the grassroots leaders of the fortress who were adjusters, it is estimated that they would have been defeated long ago!

This is an irreproducible defensive battle, the commander is a strong and brave artificial man who shares weal and woe, and it is the soul of the dead who has no pain and will not be afraid, as long as there is a problem in any link, it is the > who will be defeated

But even so, their defeat was only a matter of time: after giving up the advantage of guerrilla warfare, it was only a matter of time before they were annihilated by the pressure of the army.

However, 1729 was waiting for this sooner or later! When 1729 and its elite were entangled by the Enma army and the fortress was gradually falling into weakness, a dark red magic light suddenly burst out from the fortress, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene of Enma Liangyi's movements, this momentum reminded him of the experience of going to the human world when he was still an ordinary god of death, curious to watch the explosion test of human atomic bombs and nuclear weapons.

The moment the magic light burst out from the fortress, the ghosts and deaths who were besieging the city quickly withdrew, and the elites besieging 1729 also retreated, and the Yama Liangyi said to Yan Jun, "Retreat!"

"I made a mistake in my calculations," Enma Liangyi looked deeply at Ichir, who was gradually regaining his composure, and said, "This person is the bait!"

It's a good thing to be able to raid successfully, but if the raid is unsuccessful...... It's just a decoy, the real trouble is inside the opponent's fortress, no matter what, it's time to break through the fortress!

It's ridiculous that the two Yama Ryi thought that they were the elite who restrained them, but they didn't expect that it was this artificial person who was really the bait!

Yan Jun, who was in charge of monitoring the Enma, hesitated, then shook his head and sighed: Enma's judgment is correct, if you continue to stay here, you will die.

That horrible thing is coming here!

"What should I do next?" Yan Junye asked miserably.

"Retreat first, apply for support, build a defensive line, and prepare for a long battle. ”

After the army began to retreat, the Enma Liangyi and his personal guards departed and disappeared in front of Ichir.

"The answer is incorrect, our family is asking who is responsible. The white-robed Yan Jun muttered to himself faintly: "The rule of hell is that those who have lost their land, no matter how big or small their official positions, are all scattered!"

Looking at Ichir, whose yang qi was damaged but still had strength, he hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking about whether he should explain his head to his superiors.

But at this time, Iqiel was in good spirits, picked up the lightsaber and stepped forward to deal with this Yan Jun, and when he saw this scene, this Yan Jun retreated like a burning pluton.

Enma Liangyi's prediction was right!

Just after they left, a black torrent suddenly erupted inside the fortress, and the black tide that appeared from the fortress would not have time to retreat the Grim Reaper, the ghost, The imps devoured it, although the Enma gave the order to retreat, but forty percent of the hell soldiers who did not have time to retreat were swallowed by the tide, and when their tentacles gradually penetrated deep into the other side of the Styx, the Styx, which was controlled by hell, was polluted into a pure black color, and the huge Styx was assimilated by the black torrent, expanding its volume, and after the sweep was completed, the black tide gradually stopped attacking and began to converge in the direction of Ichir.

The area that had been swept away by the Kuroshio before became a mess, the uncrossable River Styx became a dry river, turned into a dry ravine, and the Kuroshio gathered into a woman with red clothes and purple hair, she stood in front of 1729, and with a flick of her hand, she injected the breath from the yang world into the body of him and his surviving subordinates, and the yang energy lost by the siege of the ghost god of death overflowed, and 1729 energetically gave a solemn military salute to the woman in red and purple hair: "Thank you for your support, seventh place - Flandall!"

At this time, the seventh place of the organization descended on hell, the hell defense line, was defeated, and the generals fled.

At this time, the Hell Four Seasons Eihime of Gensokyo received a letter from her colleagues: Liangyi Four Seasons-Amasana was defeated.

Subsequently, after receiving a broadcast from the whole hell, Yan Jun told Liangyi to flee without a fight, and shifted the blame to Yama Liangyi, and the king of Yama was angry and dismissed him from his position, imprisoned Yama Liangyi, and put Yan Jun in charge of Yama Liangyi's army and formed a defense line.

And in the private message, Shiki Yingji received letters from other referees (classmates), and after completing the details, after seeing the truth, Shiki Yingji threw the information crystal to Yakumo Zi next to her.

“...... Pig teammates. The monster sage said.

And just when the defense line in the hell was gradually deteriorating, Qin En, who was in the distant universe, had already finished his rest, and he saw the heroic spirits who had rushed from the small fragment world of the Dragon God Prison.

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"More and more people are coming. ”

Sotos, who was in the sky, fed back the changes outside to Qin En, and the few minutes of rest was very short, but Qin En still underestimated the level of boredom of the people in the prison, and also underestimated the shock of the news conveyed by Feng Cong'er Shenzi to these people. The road to Gilgamesh's palace is sparsely populated, but people can be seen from all angles, and ant-sized people jump back and forth among the peaks to reach Gilgamesh's palace.

The Hero King didn't let them hang the southeast branch outside the snowy mountain, the gate of the palace was open, and those who could survive until now were either strong in combat or had a strong ability to observe words and colors...... On all sides, there was a protruding and confident person who entered the palace of the king with his head held high, and the heroes who were good at observation saw that the king did not mean to turn everyone away, so they entered, and they all stayed in the previous meeting with Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh was arrogant by nature, and it was a great 'tolerance' to let this group in, and no one showed up to entertain them from the beginning to the end.

But unexpectedly, no one shouted loudly, and even the heroes who seemed to have a high level of combat power quietly found a place to wait for Gilgamesh to appear. Qin En thought about this situation for a while and knew what was going on: maybe they were unruly people before they entered the prison, but everyone was quite cautious, and the most unrepentant people either died at the hands of the goalkeeper or were besieged and killed, and those who survived at least had some patience.

...... It may also be because of the persuasion of Feng Cong'er Shenzi, there are no major problems, and those who know or have a good relationship with each other hold each other, while those who don't know maintain a clever distance...... Guo Kan and his wife and Huang Chao, the Heavenly Demon Lord, were among them, but the two who had a grudge did not fight, they didn't even look at it, and they stood far away as if they didn't know that the other party existed.

Everyone's momentum is not weak, and they are all guys who belong to the upper middle level in Gensokyo, and the costumes are as much as possible to show their style and hobbies during their lifetimes, and they all show their own personality and special side in the details, their dresses are gorgeous and not uniform, and they look like a group of rabble. Fortunately, the enemy of the Dragon God Prison is not as huge as the gap between Gensokyo and the organization, and the only goalkeeper who may have a problem, Qin En has full confidence to bypass it.

Qin En, who has made up his mind to be No.2, is naturally not interested in greeting these heroes, it is only he who is playing with them, after experiencing Guo Kan's lesson, Qin En is only curious about these heroes, and has no other thoughts.

The wait didn't last long, and when the Son of Totoshi entered Gilgamesh's palace, the eyes of all the heroes were focused on Prince Shotoku's hands.

Prince Shotoku's aura is not strong, he does not belong to the elite in battle, and in this environment, he is like a little sheep thrown into the wolves.

But as the regent of Japan during his lifetime, Feng Cong'er Shenzi has a demeanor that a reckless hero does not have, and he is calm and calm under the gaze of thousands of heroes. Prince Shotoku, who became the central point, stepped up to the high platform and stood on the side of the throne of Gilgamesh, reigning as a prime minister, first taking in the faces of each hero from left to right, and then opening the first sentence of her speech with two hands to the left and right.

"Thank you for your trust in us. ”

This calmness and bearing are what Qin En has to admire.

Gilgamesh didn't appear, Qin En didn't appear, in this situation, Prince Shotoku, as the organizer, became a star in the eyes of the heroes, and every hero stared at Prince Shotoku with fiery eyes: not because the legendary Prince Shotoku was a woman, what burned in their eyes was freedom and desire, the heroes who had been imprisoned in the Ryujin Prison for thousands of years had a heart chasing freedom, and they had the perseverance to wait for thousands of years in the prison without a sense of time, in order to be free!

The freedom promised by Prince Shotoku touched their heartstrings, and Gilgamesh opened the palace to silently help Prince Shotoku prove that she was right.

Feng Cong'er Shenzi's speech was very short, she knew that these heroes were successful people in various fields, and incendiary speeches were useless, she only needed to say what everyone needed in the most simple way to be able to move the hearts of these people.

No need for any retouching!

"Qin Gongzi, please show up!"

Feng Cong'er Shenzi went beyond the tedious and boring speeches and called out to Qin En in the palace, and at this moment, many heroes raised their spirits, waiting for the trump card in the mouth of the prince of Qin, Prince Shotoku.

Then, the senses of time stopped.

Except for Prince Shotoku, all the heroes present suddenly found that they could not move, and the gray-white light covered their bodies, and everyone turned into wide-eyed sculptures, motionless, with waves and horror in their hearts.

Then, they heard footsteps.

da、da、da、da、da。

The sound of a masculine man stepping along.

The man's footsteps can only be regarded as steady, without any atmosphere, and at the same time, it does not give people the feeling of extraordinary temperament, it is simply the voice of an ordinary human youth with strong blood and blood.

But, no one questioned and no one doubted anything.

Even if they have a million questions in their hearts, they don't even have the ability to squirm their lips.

Even some of the insecure among the heroes have a trace of worry: if there is a strong man who can move freely, this static work can slaughter two-thirds of the heroes present!

da、da、da、da、da。

Footsteps, getting closer.

From the back hallway, the shadow of a vague man walked towards the palace.

He stood on the other side of Gilgamesh's empty throne, scanning the time-frozen heroes motionless.

He smiled - without the slightest evil or kindness, empty, simply pulling the corners of his mouth, then raised his right hand and shook it -

"Hello everyone!"

Then, the time freeze was lifted, and the heroes regained their freedom!

However, after being freed, each of the heroes looked at this man with a look of horror and incredulity, and his aura was as weak as that of an ordinary human.

"I am Qin En, I am Qin Gongzi, and I am your savior!"

He pointed at himself with his thumb and said to the heroes with pride.

"You have to respect me well, you have to please me well, otherwise if I get angry, none of you will want to go out. ”

Qin En, who was no different from a half-grown child in the eyes of this group of heroes, said such words to this group of heroes who had been famous for a long time in a sincere and simple tone with a hint of threat.

In the hall, in the blink of an eye, there was a cold dead silence.