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"Then, why don't we tell King Linjiang that we don't know him." The beautiful woman said.

The king of Linjiang she mentioned was the commander of the siege. The thin girl immediately said, "Daddy, what you are doing is bringing danger to yourself. She just said this and said no more, Bu Fuzi thought for a while and finally said, "Let's do this first." I hope we can be safe, and I don't know which year this world will be clarified, so that there will not be such chaos. I am a city god, but I worry every day about dying in vain, hey, when will there be a bright future, when will a new order appear. ”

He didn't go to King Linjiang to report Chen Jing's improper coming, he was still the same in front of Chen Jing, every time Chen Jing asked, he would answer wholeheartedly, never perfunctory.

On this day, Chen Jing asked, "What is the origin of the Seventeen Path Ghost Kings?" Bu Fuzi said: "The seventeen ghost kings all came out of the ten halls of the underworld, all of them fierce, entrenched in one side and proclaimed themselves kings. As for the origin of the roots, I don't know very well, it is said that every king will not be much weaker than the king of Linjiang. ”

Chen Jing has never seen the king of Linjiang, but he has seen the generals in the army, they all have a refreshing murderous aura on their bodies, they are all called ghost generals, Chen Jing also received a ghost king in the sky above Jun'an City of Zhongyuan Kingdom, but now compared with the ghost generals, it is a lot worse.

And I heard Bu Fuzi say that the king of Linjiang was in the army, but he couldn't sense him from these countless yin soldiers, which shows that the magic power of this king of Linjiang is definitely not weak.

Chen Jing couldn't help but be a little worried, when he heard Bu Fuzi say that there was a pair of mandrills beside the ancestor, he became more and more worried, because when he thought of the void spirit, there was a mirror in the hand of the void spirit that could illuminate the soul. There is only a pair of mandrills under the seat.

"Why did she come here, and why did she besiege Yama City?" Chen Jing thought to himself. The ghost kings of the underworld are all fierce, with different magical powers, and they are mysterious and unpredictable. It was extremely difficult to control those ghost kings, and he was worried that the void spirits would not be able to control them, and they would be devoured by the ghost kings.

The time in the underworld does not seem to pass, the yang world is one day, the yin world is one year, and this time seems to be too fast for people to grasp. Just when Chen Jing was thinking about preparing to leave, he didn't care even if there was any trouble. Bu Fuzi came suddenly, his behavior was quite hurried, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried, so as soon as he came to Chen Jing's side, he quickly said: "There is a mutiny in the enemy camp, and we are ready to attack at any time." ”

Chen Jing chuckled in his heart and quickly asked, "Has the mutiny ever stopped?" ”

"It never stopped." Bu Fuzi said quickly.

If the mutiny stops, it means that the situation has stabilized, and there are only two possibilities, one is that the rebels will be suppressed back, and the other is that they will succeed.

He looked at Bu Fuzi, who was staring at his face, and said, "These days, I can't thank you for taking care of me. Now I'm going to my friend's, and I can't go back to the world with you. ”

Bu Fuzi waved his hand again and again and said: "You and I are destined, and we can sew each other again." The gods are famous, so why worry about the ruthlessness of the years. ”

Chen Jing smiled and was about to leave, Bu Fuzi said: "There are already 87,000 Yin soldiers stationed in the military camp, each camping according to the formation, I don't know how Qin Cheng is going to get out?" ”

"I have my own magic method."

After that, he grabbed a handful of black soil again and threw it into the sky, blowing it, and the handful of black dry moved with the wind, and the black soil dispersed into a black smoke. However, a troika loomed in the black smoke, and Chen Jing waved again, and the souls of Lan Qing, Aya, Zhou Funu and others got into the carriage.

Although this carriage is similar to before, it is like an illusion of light yarn, and it is like a reflection in the water, it is not true or true, Chen Jing stepped out and had already gotten into the carriage in front, only to see him clasping his fist at Bu Fuzi on the carriage and said, "Thank you." ”

"Hehe, the old man hasn't done anything, how thankful."

"But whenever there is something to seek, you must tell the truth, this is not something that ordinary cultivators can do, I thank you for never hiding it." Chen Jing said, his voice becoming erratic as soon as he got into the carriage, as if it came from outside the sky.

The carriage went away, like the wind, and merged into the boundless darkness and vastness of the world.

In the darkness, he heard a sentence: "My name is Chen Jing, and the temple is in the wind and rain." ”

"Chen Jing!" Bu Fuzi silently recited this name in his heart, and then quickly replied to the camp where he was, and said to the beautiful woman: "The posture of the gods is indeed the same as everyone else. ”

The beautiful woman was puzzled, and Bu Fuzi said: "I have always felt that he has a special aura, and I didn't know until now that it was the breath of the gods, and it was only the gods who accepted the faith of all living beings. ”

"He's a god?" The beautiful woman immediately thought of who Bu Fuzi was talking about.

"Yes, he is the god of heaven, the god of rain." Bu Fuzi said, not noticing that his tone was a little excited.

The ethereal spirit sat in the big tent of the Chinese army, his face full of slaughter. This is a kind of murderous aura that Chen Jing has never seen, in front of Chen Jing, she always trembles in the wind like a flower blooming in the quiet night. However, Chen Jingzi couldn't see it today, because this was the center of the 70,000 army.

The ethereal spirit sat there motionless, although she was still wearing a black dress, and the corners of her eyebrows were perhaps sharp because of the atmosphere in the big tent. In front of her were two mandrills, their faces were fierce, their fangs bared out of their lips, their eyes full of fierceness, and their front paws half-lying on the ground, as if they were about to pounce at any moment.

They have changed dramatically from when they first became ethereal, and although they were fierce then, they are far from the same now......

"Ancestor, I heard that you have a mirror that can reflect the current situation of their fierce creatures even in the face of enemies stronger than them, can you show it to everyone?"

The people sitting in two rows in the big tent all have condensed breath on their bodies, their bodies are of different heights, and their faces are different. Some wore armor of different colors, some wore robes, or leisurely or solemn, some stared directly at the ethereal spirit, some squinted slightly and didn't look at anyone, and some smiled at the corners of their mouths.

This questioning ghost king is blind in one eye, wearing black armor on his body, but not wearing a helmet on his head, and one eye flashes with a cunning and fierce light, if you look closely, you will find that the ghost eye has two layers of eyes. He is the One-Eyed Ghost King, and that one-eyed is said to have the power of a dementor.

Most of the other ghost kings looked at the void spirit, and among them, there was a ghost king who said: "I heard that the ancestor has a supreme magic method, we are here to besiege Yama City just to see if there are any treasures and magical spell secret books in Yama City, if the ancestor has it, it can be equivalent to our hard work for so long." ”

The man who spoke was King Huainan, and as soon as he spoke, several others echoed him.

The big demon and the little demon roared.

At this time, another ghost king said: "Maybe the ancestor can include us all in the harem, or accompany each of us for a hundred years." ”

The name of the person who spoke was Merry King, dressed in white, with a folding fan gently swaying in one hand and a smile on his face.

The big demon and the little demon pounced suddenly, and a huge foot suddenly kicked out. This kick seemed ordinary, but the big demon couldn't dodge, was kicked straight, flipped up, and landed on the ground, although it was still four claws, but it slid a distance on the ground, and four openings were pulled out of the ground. In addition, the little demon was affected, rolled out on its side, and landed in the center of the big tent, and was about to pounce again.

At this time, suddenly there was an old woman with silver hair and white hair who smiled slowly: "Ancestor, these two mandrills of yours are really fierce, the grandson of this king has been restless, since they are no longer subject to control, it is better to give this king's grandson blood food." ”

With that, a small, gray beast jumped out of her ear. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he swelled to the size of a mandrill demon, as tall as a teenager.

This monkey-like monster is called the Soul Beast, and the old woman with silver hair is herself a Soul Beast.

The front of the soul beast is hairless, and a piece of animal skin has an eerie pattern on it, and the back is smooth black. As soon as it landed, it wanted to pounce on the little demon, and the little demon was not willing to be weak, the big demon jumped up from behind and pounced, and the sharp claws bit the body of the soul beast, and the little demon was moving around smartly, as long as there was a gap, it would give the soul beast a little.

The silver-haired grandmother-like person was King Ci'an, but none of the things she did were charitable. She watched the soul beast fall into the downwind under the attack of the big demon and the little demon, and her body was about to break the siege as soon as she moved. However, it was only a move and froze, because there was already a mirror in the palm of the void spirit, and the mirror was facing forward, but the entire big tent was vigilant. No one dares to make any special moves anymore.