In the next second, an army of 100,000 Equality Hall instantly appeared behind Shen Lang and the three of them!

As soon as the majestic master appeared, all living beings trembled! These 100,000 troops had been hiding around until now, so that no one noticed it in the slightest.

Although the people of the Netherworld are of the same origin as the human race, the difference is that the monks of the Netherworld are different from the living, and each of them is a ghost cultivator!

The so-called ghost cultivation refers to monks who do not have the flesh and blood that the human race should have, and need to rely on soul power to condense the soul body.

After ordinary mortals run out of life, their flesh and blood bodies will die, and their souls will be summoned by the power of the six realms of reincarnation, and after a short stay in the human and mortal realms, their souls will cross the barrier between the two worlds and smoothly enter the Netherworld.

After the soul enters the Netherworld, the power of the six realms existing in the underworld will automatically create a suitable soul body for its soul, so that it can become a ghost cultivator.

Of course, there are also some mortals who don't want to be ghosts after death, don't want to cultivate, and want to be human again. In this case, you can choose to enter the six realms of reincarnation, reincarnate, and reincarnate in the mortal realm. There are also many people who are extremely vicious and have karmic obstacles who will not be reborn as human beings after entering the six realms of reincarnation, but will be relegated to the animal or hell realms.

Once you enter the six realms of reincarnation, the memories of the previous life will be completely erased, and there will be no memories of the previous life after reincarnation.

In contrast, although some people will enter the six realms of reincarnation and reincarnation, because they cannot inherit the memories of their previous lives, more people will choose to stay in the Netherworld Mansion and become ghost cultivators and continue to live their own lives.

This has also created the Netherworld Mansion to endure and prosper for millions of years, and the ten halls of the Netherworld are even more powerful to words.

It is precisely because the soul body of the ghost cultivator is condensed by the power of the six realms, so it is very different from the real living human race in terms of breath, it can be said that the human race and the ghost cultivator represent the two poles of yin and yang, the human race is the main yang, and the ghost cultivator is the main yin.

The 100,000 army of the Hall of Equality led by Shen Lang was able to quietly avoid everyone's eyes and ears, and a big reason was because the aura of ghost cultivation was very different from that of the human race.

Looking at Shen Lang and the three of them, Li Luohao glanced at the crowd and found that Lu Lanxin was silently watching the battlefield not far away.

Although Lu Lanxin wore a hat on her head, covering her appearance, Li Luohao still recognized her at a glance.

Li Luohao was slightly puzzled, turned his head and asked Shen Lang, and said:

"When did you become stronger? Lu Lanxin asked you to save me?"

When Shen Lang heard Li Luohao's words, he didn't look back, and said directly with disdain:

"We've always been so strong, but we don't have to expose our cards against you. ”

"No matter what your relationship with the Holy Maiden is, wouldn't it be too cheap for you to let you die now. ”

Li Luohao smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect that it was Shen Lang, an opponent, who came to the aid at the last moment.

Although Shen Lang didn't say it, Li Luohao also knew that it was actually because of Lu Lanxin that he would help, otherwise no one would choose to oppose more than 20 million strong enemies because of Li Luohao alone.

Shen Lang lightly turned his face sideways and said contemptuously: "Hmph, the heir of Qingcang is so good at death, I really don't know what Emperor Qingcang likes about you." ”

Li Luohao smiled helplessly, and had to admit that what Shen Lang said was the truth.

From the beginning, when Li Luohao had not yet reached the realm of the unity of human law and law, let alone comprehended the law and the world, he dared to provoke Shen Lang and the three other superior saints alone, and now he is fighting against more than 20 million strong enemies, Li Luohao himself doesn't know why he can die so much.

If Shen Lang hadn't made the first move, Li Luohao would probably have been seriously injured by now, although Li Luohao had the means to save his life, but this would undoubtedly add great difficulty to the subsequent trip to the mausoleum.

However, looking at the current situation, Li Luohao never expected that Shen Lang and the three of them would have such a strong fighting method. From this point of view, when the three of them fought against themselves before, they did not show their real strength at all, and in the final analysis, they did not want to expose their hole cards early.

After all, no one knows how many forces are hidden in Sichuan, and if they are exposed too early, they will do more harm than good to themselves.

Seeing that Shen Lang and the three of them were full of golden light all over their bodies at this time, their breath was surging, and everyone was full of a domineering murderous aura, which needed to be experienced in a hundred battles and hovering on the edge of life and death countless times before they could have it.

It can be seen from this that the combat power of Shen Lang and the three of them is definitely really stable, and they can be regarded as first-class leaders among the high-ranking saints.

What's more, at this time, Shen Lang and the three of them didn't know what kind of secret method they used, and the combat power of the three of them was far beyond the effect of one plus one plus one being greater than three, and they could block the combined attack of more than 20 million strong people with the strength of only three people, which was enough to prove how strong Shen Lang and the three of them were at this stage.

Seeing the army of the Hall of Equality suddenly killed halfway, all the forces present were shocked. No one could have imagined that Li Luohao, a mere low-level Dao king, not only has a relationship with three of the world's seven top forces, but also can connect with the Netherworld, such a background strength is really incredible and terrifying.

After a brief period of consternation, Ye Chengcheng was the first to come back to his senses, his face was serious, his brows were furrowed, and he immediately recalled the other two high-grade saint monarchs who were accompanying him, avoiding their edges, trying to see the situation clearly.

Ye Qingcheng bowed his hand and asked humbly: "I have long admired the name of the Equality Hall of the Netherworld, and the prestige of the Quasi-Yama is even more thunderous, I don't know the prestige of the Equality Palace, why do you want to go to the Tomb of the God Emperor who was born this time?"

Shen Lang saw that Ye Chengcheng took the initiative to speak, but did not answer immediately, Shen Lang knew very well in his heart that Ye Tingcheng's deity was a very powerful medium god emperor, and his strength and scheming city government were not comparable to Shen Lang.

After a while, Shen Lang's expression was condensed, his breath was wide open, like a god in the world, Jin Long and the two of them were their right-hand men, and the three of them formed an indestructible iron triangle, and only the power of the three of them deterred 20 million people from making the slightest move.

Shen Lang pulled out a dazzling long knife, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Ye Chengcheng, and shouted in the air:

"When will it be your turn to ask?

As soon as these words came out, they immediately added to the smell of gunpowder on the scene, and in front of more than 20 million people, whether it was the Hall of Equality or the Ancient Cold Stream, they refused to make the slightest concession in words.

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng's expression changed slightly, his expression gradually became hideous, and his clenched fists began to tremble slightly, I don't know if it was the weakness caused by the previous battle or the anger in his heart.

Ye Qingcheng sneered and said slowly: "Your Excellency is just a quasi-Yama, and you have not yet reached the top as a real Yama, so you dare to speak wildly, is it possible that you can represent the entire Equality Hall with a quasi-Yama?"

Shen Lang sneered contemptuously and said coldly:

"I can't represent, but it can!"

After speaking, Shen Lang, Jin Long, and Jue Xiang all used their strength, only to see the golden light that burst out around them quickly gathered together at a speed visible to the naked eye, and everywhere the golden light went, it was all gorgeous.

In just a few seconds, the golden light transformed into a delicate token full of imperial power, and everyone forcibly looked at the token with their best efforts against the dazzling golden light, and found that there were four big words written on it: "Equal King Pardon!"

As soon as this token came out, the scene was in an uproar, and more than 20 million monks all exclaimed and sighed, their eyes full of awe and fear, as if they had seen a bloodthirsty and ruthless ancient beast!

I saw Shen Lang's five fingers into claws, and with a grasp of the air, the token instantly flew into Shen Lang's hand, at the moment when the token was started, Shen Lang's whole person's breath was as calm and unfathomable as rugged peaks and mountains, it seemed that this kind of breath and strength should not appear in a high-grade saint monarch at all!

Seeing that Shen Lang's might had become so shocking in an instant, the more than 20 million powerhouses on the scene suddenly felt a chill on their backs, and cold sweat kept bubbling in their palms. They didn't come back to their senses until now: how powerful the three of Shen Lang, who could block the combined attack of more than 20 million troops, were!

Just imagine, among the more than 20 million strong people, there are hundreds of high-grade saints alone, countless middle-class saints and low-grade saints, and countless powerhouses in the realm of Dao kings.

There are as many sages as dogs, and the kings of the Tao are everywhere!

The people who are qualified to come to this Divine Emperor Mausoleum have the lowest cultivation level of medium heroes. More than 20 million monks joined forces to deliver a single blow, and this combat power was enough to threaten the powerhouses of the God Emperor realm!

Even a powerhouse in the God Emperor realm, if he is not a person with extremely strong combat power, I am afraid that he will not take advantage of the hands of more than 20 million troops, and he may even be injured.

After the monks came back to their senses, everyone was afraid for a while: if Shen Lang and the three of them resisted with all their might at that time, the 20 million coalition forces would be completely defeated in one move!

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but look at Ye Tingcheng, and had to sigh at Ye Tingcheng's vicious eyes. Because since the moment when the three of them fought with Shen Lang, Ye Tingcheng immediately recalled the two high-grade saints who accompanied him, thus minimizing the loss.

And it was precisely because of Ye Tingcheng's move that Shen Lang regarded Ye Tingcheng as one of the biggest opponents on the scene, which made Shen Lang have to sigh in his heart: The God Emperor is the God Emperor, and his knowledge and city government are indeed superhuman steps.

The battle situation is changing rapidly, and Shen Lang, who is holding a token, is actually intimidating 20 million heroes by himself at this time, not because Shen Lang is strong enough, but because of the token in his hand - Equal King Pardon!

As the chief disciple of the ancient cold stream, Ye Tingcheng naturally heard of this token, and after seeing this token, Ye Tingcheng's expression instantly became awe-inspiring, and he spoke respectfully again:

"I don't know that the king of equality has offended, and I have offended many before, and I ask for forgiveness. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene was puzzled, where is the King of Equality?

You must know that the Equality King is the hall master of one of the ten halls of the Netherworld, and his strength is naturally above all living beings, and he is a real powerhouse in the Great Emperor realm.

How could such a strong man surrender his identity to this Divine Emperor Mausoleum?

Just when everyone was puzzled, someone suddenly shouted in the crowd, shocking everyone:

"It's not good! This is the Ten Temples Decree!"