Chen Jing was not half worshipped, but felt that his shoulders were as heavy as a mountain. In an instant, there was a feeling of being out of breath, 200,000 living beings, 200,000 lives pressed on his shoulders, this feeling was different from his single death. He had never experienced such heaviness, and at this moment, it was as if even the darkness had materialized, squeezing his mouth, ears, nose and eyes, and hitting his chest. Above his head, a cloud of white gas appeared out of thin air, spinning wildly around himself. That was the power of faith of the 200,000 living beings in Baling, and it had actually reached the point where it was visible to the naked eye.

Yan Zhong stood up suddenly, and shouted almost with all his might: "Build an altar, summon heaven and earth, and sacrifice to the gods!" Worship me as the god of the tomb! ”

His roar, as if even the heavens and the earth were roaring, the silence as heavy as an iceberg collapsed, the darkness as silent as ice boiled, and there was an unwilling anger in the sky above the entire Baling, which was still very light, but there was a turbulent state of evolution.

Immediately after that, Yan Zhong gave a series of orders, and so did the other three city guards, and after a while, Baling City, which was still lifeless just now, boiled. From the sky, the people in the city looked like ants in an ant's nest, and after only discussing for a while, the four city guards decided to build the altar next to the City God Temple in the center of the city, and demolish the houses next to the City God.

Chen Jing did not return to the statue, but stood there quietly, although the brilliance on his body was not dazzling, but everyone could see him as soon as they looked up.

In the night wind, his robe seemed to be hunting, and his soul was like his clothes, surging with a stinging pain, which was touched by the prohibition in the talisman. The sting was stinging, but he was there to carefully understand the effect of faith and willingness on himself. In the past, the power of faith was like a breeze, unpredictable, and could only be felt, but now the collection of 200,000 beliefs suddenly became clear in his senses, and he carefully experienced and tasted it, feeling that the power of faith melted into the soul, like a spring seeping into the earth, and slowly condensed a white charm in the soul.

Baling City had been submerged in the black mist rising from the ground, and the eerie aura could be felt from miles away. People in small towns near and far only dare to look from afar, and they don't dare to approach at all.

The ethereal spirit stood on a hillside a few miles outside the city, looking at Baling City with a slight frown, and next to her stood a big demon and a small demon.

The ugly faces of the big demon and the little demon seem to have become a lot more pleasing to the eye because they have been by the side of the virtual spirit for a while, and the big demon's eyes looked at Baling City for a while, and then looked at the virtual spirit, and the body sometimes stood up like a human, and sometimes squatted down like a beast, looking at something that was not safe at all, but now it was not far away from the virtual spirit.

"Niangniang, the river god is still in the city, will there be an accident, I just saw someone rushing out from there, but the river god didn't come out." The big demon looked up at the ethereal spirit, the ethereal spirit didn't answer him as always, he was used to this feeling, in his opinion, it was a very beautiful thing to be able to follow the ethereal spirit all the time, even more wonderful than his dream of becoming a big demon. Suddenly, several faint rays of spiritual light rushed out of the black mist, and the void turned, turning into several people. They looked back at Baling City, their faces a little pale.

At this time, someone saw the ethereal spirit and immediately flew towards her. The big demon's eyes blurred for a while, and a cloud of blue light with black gas dispersed in the open space in front of the void spirit, and the few people who appeared from Baling City had already appeared.

As soon as these people appeared, they immediately bowed and saluted, "I've seen the ancestor." ”

After the battle in Xiuchun Bay in Jinghe, Chen Jing's reputation was quite big in Jiuhuazhou, naturally, those people who appeared in the temple during that war were also known by many people, except for the big red shrimp being the most familiar, and the others did not even know the shells of the moss, not to mention Yan Luoniang, who held the lamp in front of the statue, and the little white dragon that only appeared once, and as for the ethereal spirit in the shadow behind the statue, no one knew about it. Many people know that there is her, and many people have seen her, and she looks soft and weak, but it is precisely because of this that people feel that she is even more mysterious, and the demon spirits who often hear the sermons in front of the temple call her the ancestor.

Because they only know that the Void Spirit is the ancestor of the ancestral hall in front of the river, in the world of demon spirits, this kind of title is very normal, especially the Void Spirit.

The ethereal spirit nodded, and did not ask them what was going on in the city, but one of the demon spirits immediately said, "The river god wants to protect this entire Baling City." ”

The Ethereal Spirit nodded again. The demon spirit said again: "In addition to the river god, one of the other three city god lords has fallen, one of the two who left is the king of Nalan and one is Zhongli city god. ”

"Okay, I got it." The ethereal spirit didn't have any special expression, but said lightly, looking extraordinarily gentle, like a lily in the quiet night.

The men bowed slightly, said nothing, turned and disappeared into the wind. As soon as they left, the big demon immediately said excitedly: "King Nalan has left, and the river god has not come out yet, what is good now, what can I do now." ”

Although the big demon said so, he was happy in his heart, in his opinion, it was really aggrieved for the Void Spirit to become Chen Jingling's servant, and he even thought in his heart that Chen Jing must have used some forbidden spell spell to control the Void Spirit. Now that he saw that Chen Jing didn't come out, he thought that it would be better if Chen Jing died inside. In this way, the Ethereal Spirit will be free.

The Void Spirit looked at Baling City trapped in the black air and said, "King Nalan has left, why does the River God Lord have to come out?" ”

"King Nalan is gone, what's the use of the river god staying there, of course he has to come out, is it because he can't get out?" The big demon was nervous, but he was quite excited in his heart, and secretly replied: "It must be impossible to get out." ”

When he saw Chen Jing for the first time, Chen Jing was looking through the general outline of witch spells, and he only responded to his worship casually, and he didn't feel anything uncomfortable, but he felt that Chen Jing was quite cold, like a mountain rock in the distant fog. However, as soon as he thought about the fact that the Void Spirit was his spirit servant, he was extremely uncomfortable, and the longer he stayed by the Void Spirit's side, the more uncomfortable he felt for Chen Jing.

Although he had never asked if the Void Spirit was Chen Jing's spirit servant, he felt an indescribable jealousy when he watched the Void Spirit do things for Chen Jing. This feeling was beyond his own control, let alone his own.

"The river god has been to the Qin Guang Hall in the ten halls of the underworld, and he can still come out there, let alone this Baling City." The ethereal spirit said slowly, wearing an ink-colored long skirt like a touch of night, long, slim fit, like a night elf peeking at the daytime scenery.

"Is that true? Legend has it that the river god has entered the underworld, is this actually true? The big demon said in disbelief, the underworld is the most mysterious place for people in the yang world, and it is even more mysterious than the Heavenly Palace Divine Court. This is true even in the eyes of the Demon Spirit Dao Cultivator.

The void spirit did not answer, and after a while said, "I'll go into the city to have a look, and you can go back to the ancestral hall by yourself." ”

The big demon immediately said that he would go with him, and the ethereal spirit finally glanced at him and said, "You will die if you go." ”

The big demon was slightly stunned, his mouth opened, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, and in the time he hesitated, the void spirit had turned into a cloud of black smoke and drifted into the void.

The big demon watched from a distance as the ethereal spirit appeared in front of Baling City, and then stepped into Baling City step by step, looking like he was going home, safe and quiet.

He galloped quickly to the front of Baling City, looking at the black mist that came out of the ground, and finally didn't dare to step in. But he didn't leave, but lingered there. The little demon next to him just looked at him and didn't speak.

The big demon suddenly said: "Do you think Niangniang will be fine?" ”

"It shouldn't be fine, or you won't go in, just like you, although you really want to go in, but you know that you might die if you go in, so you don't dare." The little demon said.

The big demon glared angrily, but the little demon didn't look at him, the big demon looked at it for a while, and he didn't make a move, and finally he still wandered.

They lingered here, not daring to go in. However, Yan Luoniang, under the leadership of her master, also went to the place where Chen Jing had been - the netherworld. In front of them is a gloomy city, but this city is not Qin Guangcheng, there is a big "wheel" at the head of the city, standing at the front is naturally the Guanghan Palace Lord, the Guanghan sword in his hand is not suppressed because of entering the netherworld, but more and more murderous, faintly there is a sword light from the sheath, between the swallowing, it seems to be about to break out of the air at any time.

"Master, what kind of city is this?" Xia Mo Lian asked, she is now the oldest disciple in the Guanghan Palace.

The Guanghan Palace Lord just looked at the lifeless city in front of him tightly, and did not answer, and no one could see that she was in a very bad mood. There were three fewer disciples behind her than when she was embroidering spring bends. These three people were lost in the tens of thousands of Yin cavalry, although in the end she killed all the Yin cavalry, but it did not make her mood any better, but got worse and worse.

The innermost layer of the glazed blue lantern flame in Yan Luoniang's hand is red, but the outside is green, and it is getting lighter and lighter from the inside to the outside, becoming black, as if the fireworks are suppressed by the darkness of the underworld, and the light cannot spread out at all.

The Guanghan Palace Lord stood in front of the Wheel City for a long time, as if he was thinking about whether to go in, and after a long time, he said: "This is the Wheel King Palace, the last hall among the ten halls of the underworld. It is located outside the dark and fertile stone, and is directly facing the five turbidities of heaven and earth in the east. ”

The words of the Guanghan Palace Lord were a little low and gloomy, revealing a murderous aura.

"Could it be that the evil spirit came from this Wheel City, and if so, then wouldn't it be ......" Xia Mo Ren paused here as he thought of the legendary Wheel King.

The Guanghan Palace Lord obviously heard what Xia Mo Lian was worried about, only to hear her sneer and say, "Do you know the origin of the Ten Halls of the Netherworld? ”

"I don't know." The disciples replied.

"Hehe, of course you don't know, apart from the sects left over from that Tianhe catastrophe, who else knows their origins." The Guanghan Palace Lord was extremely majestic on weekdays, and the disciples didn't even know what the Tianhe Catastrophe was, but they didn't dare to ask casually.