At the beginning of the war between the two realms, the Great Wall of Jinbi was full of smoke, the sound of killing shook the sky, and powerful Dao magic powers erupted one after another, wiping out a large number of zombies and ghosts every time.

In the sky above the abyss, the battle was unimaginably fierce, up to the battle of the Yuan Infant Ghost King, and down to a group of demons and ghosts invading the Yunzhou Flying Tower,

In this cramped airspace that is only a hundred miles large, the entire battlefield is divided into countless war groups, large and small, and there are immortal cultivators dying every moment, floating warships falling, and at the same time, a large number of zombies and ghosts falling into the abyss.

It seems that the whole situation is simply complicated and chaotic to the extreme.

Zhao Sheng escaped the pursuit of the Flying Hades and flew back to Yunzhou.

As soon as he landed on the deck, he saw that Yunzhou was being besieged by hundreds of weeping ghosts, and the gray and black ghost fog filled the deck cabin, and the ghosts cried evil sounds, which were extremely harsh.

His face turned cold, his hands turned outward, and a circle of golden flames gushed out of thin air, spreading in all directions like a huge wave, covering a radius of 100 zhang in the blink of an eye.

"Burning the sky!"

With Zhao Sheng's low shout, the sea of golden flames suddenly turned from golden to dark gold, and the high temperature of the original molten gold and iron rose infinitely again, and in an instant, the ghost mist was incinerated empty, and the ghost sound stopped abruptly, and the hundreds of weeping ghosts turned into ashes before they even had time to let out a miserable howl.

What is surprising is that the cloud boat in the sea of fire is actually intact, which shows that Zhao Sheng's control over his supernatural powers is meticulous.

"Ancestor! It's great that you're safe." Zhao Qing, a member of the Zhuji clan, was very excited and flew out of the control warehouse.

Zhao Sheng waved his hand, and his divine sense transmitted over, telling him to go back immediately and control Yunzhou.

Then, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged on the deck, pinched the magic technique with both hands, and at the same time as a round of "sun" rose behind him, the golden crow true fire rushed out of the dantian and suddenly merged into the golden pill illusion.

In an instant, the illusion of the "sun" bloomed infinitely hot, as if the real sun had come to earth.

"Haoyang Mirror, come out!"

With a low shout, two streamers suddenly came out of Zhao Sheng's body, and in the blink of an eye, they rose to the void on both sides of the cloud boat, revealing two mirrors with a diameter of several feet and extremely clear.

In the next second, the mirror of Haoyang Mirror suddenly reflected a round of the sun, and then suddenly burst out with dazzling white light.

Infinite light and heat spread out from the Haoyang Mirror in all directions, and there were two more dazzling "suns" in the void on the left and right of Yunzhou.

For a while, above Zhao's cloud boat, three rounds of great sun flames were scorching, bursting out with infinite light and heat.

However, under the perfect control of Zhao Sheng's Burning Heavenly Divine Power, all the light and heat did not leak out at all, and all of them circulated and churned in a perfect spherical space that was a hundred zhang large.

From a distance, Zhao's Yunzhou seemed to be holding three suns, quickly swaying on the battlefield, and every time it flew by, it would leave behind a large sea of fire, and countless wandering spirits and fierce ghosts were burned and killed in its pass.

Zhao Sheng was multi-purpose, perfectly controlling the operation of every trace of true yuan, and in a single thought, hundreds of fire beads condensed out, each of which burned a zombie or ghost with incomparable accuracy.

Xu is because of the attribute restraint, or maybe the Golden Crow True Fire is the natural nemesis of zombie ghosts, and the Jindan-level golden armor corpses and powerful ghosts often avoid Zhao Sheng, unwilling to step forward and fight with him.

As for the higher-level Flying Hades King and the Millennium Ghost King, they were stopped by the Primordial Infant Ancestor of the Realm, and they couldn't get out of their backgrounds at all to make it difficult for Zhao Sheng.

So for a period of time, Zhao Sheng's side was like mowing the enemy, and there was no danger all the way down.

But this battlefield was too chaotic and fierce after all, and after being hinted at by Zhao Sheng, Zhao's Yunzhou gradually retreated to the edge of the battlefield little by little, avoiding being affected by the powerful warband.

Two hours later, the situation on the battlefield changed greatly, the side of the Heavenly Pillar Realm occupied a favorable position, and obviously had the upper hand, those powerful monsters such as the Flying Hades King and the Ghost King died and fled, most of them had been wiped out, and the remaining fish that slipped through the net no longer posed a threat, and they were not a climate at all.

It's just that until this time, the phenomenon of aura back-infusion has continued, and a large number of zombies and ghosts are still pouring out of the "crescent moon".

It's as if the Netherworld has an endless number of ghouls and demons, and they don't feel sorry for this casualty at all.

It's just that at this time, the number of primordial infant-level monsters has decreased compared to when the war started

Ninety percent, the ghouls of the Jindan level have also been greatly reduced, and the main force has been replaced by all kinds of bizarre low-level living corpses, walking corpses, demon corpses, and so on.

There are thousands of low-level ghouls at every moment, struggling to fall into the abyss. It didn't look like they had been sent to attack the city, but rather like filling the abyss with corpses.

As the intensity of the war dropped rapidly, the pressure on the side of the Heavenly Pillar Realm was greatly reduced, and some seriously damaged flying magic weapons withdrew from the battlefield one after another, and the Ten Sect Dao Corps on the Great Wall of Jinbi also began to change their guards one after another, replacing them with a team of sect disciples who had been recuperating for a long time.

As night fell and dawn came, Zhao Sheng finally received an order to retreat and repair, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then with an order, Zhao's Yunzhou began to slowly leave the battlefield.

After a while, Yunzhou retreated to the Great Wall of the Second Ring Jinbi two hundred miles away, and Zhao Sheng recalled the Haoyang Realm with a thought, took back the Golden Crow True Fire, and then jumped down and fell to the city where the family was stationed.

Yunzhou continued to retreat to the rear, and Zhao Sheng stood at the head of the wall, looking at the first battlefield a hundred miles away.

It is the beginning of the red sun, the sun is full of sunshine, and the scenery is extraordinarily enchanting.

However, the battlefield hundreds of miles away was roaring and shaking the sky, the air was surging into the sky, the haze and blood filled the battlefield, the sky was covered with black clouds, dim as night, and there were countless brilliant rays of light from time to time, and countless light clusters exploded through the darkness.

Under the black clouds, the sky seemed to have broken a hole, and it seemed to grow a huge curved eye, and the blood soaked the pupils, looking like demonic eyes from a distance.

A gray-black "waterfall" was flowing down from the blood-colored eyes, and then quickly spread into large and small clouds of black gas, spreading all over the battlefield.

At this moment, a multicolored light curtain thousands of zhang high rose up on the Jinbi Great Wall hundreds of miles away, and countless Taiyi Lingwen with a large spiritual light shimmering on the light curtain continued to flow and rise and fall, exuding amazing coercion.

Whenever a ghoul tries to cross this light curtain, a large thunderball will condense from the surface of the light curtain, killing it in one blow.

Zhao Sheng could see that at this time, Zhao Dening, who was stationed on the city wall, quietly walked to his side and saluted in a low voice: "Ancestor, seeing that you are safe and sound, Dening's hanging heart has finally been put down. It seems that the Netherworld is nothing more than that."

Zhao Sheng suddenly turned his head, looked directly at Zhao Dening, and reminded with a solemn expression, "This danger is just an appetizer, nothing at all. There will be more movement ahead! Do not take it lightly."

"The teachings of the ancestors, Dening Mo dare not forget. Later, I will definitely inform the juniors below, and tell them to be cautious."

Zhao Sheng nodded.

At this time, Zhao Dening glanced at the battlefield in the distance, and couldn't help but ask, "Ancestor, in your opinion, can our side win this battle between the two realms?"

"It's too early to say anything. The Netherworld Realm definitely won't have this strength alone. Don't you know that from the beginning of the war to the present, none of the Terran immortal cultivators over there have shown up, but have let ghouls and other monsters as the main force to invade this realm. This battle has just begun, and the real climax has not yet begun."

The reason why Zhao Sheng said this was because the space-time shock caused by the Nine Stars Alignment would last for a year.

In other words, at least a year later, when the space-time shock calms down, the Heavenly Pillar Realm will have a chance to re-seal this space-time rift.

Of course, if the Netherworld Ghost Realm is not strong, the Central Continent Sect Alliance will definitely not let go of a great opportunity, and the Merit Immeasurable Plan is prepared for this.

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Three days later, Zhao Sheng, who had finished repairing, received a conscription order again, so he went to the front line of the battlefield again.

It's just that this time, Xinglong Zhao's large cloud boat didn't need to appear, and the Zhao Dao soldiers didn't move, and only Zhao Sheng was recruited.

Zhao Sheng crossed the colorful light curtain and entered the abyss battlefield, and immediately noticed that the intensity of the war was greatly reduced compared to the first day of the war.

The large flying magic weapons in the sky have been reduced by one-third, and there is only one Zhenhai Cloud Boat left, and only Feixian City is still standing in the clouds, suppressing the entire battlefield.

Although there are still a large number of zombies and ghosts pouring out of the "crescent moon" in the sky, there are very few powerful monsters above the golden armor corpse.

It's just that the types of monsters in the Netherworld have begun to be renovated.

The tide of corpses and ghosts began

Mixed with a large number of various species of dead birds

They formed a cloud of black and oppressive corpses, which became the main force to attack the defense line of the Great Wall.

As soon as Zhao Sheng landed on the city wall, someone immediately sent a jade slip.

The divine sense penetrated into the jade slip, and a large amount of information quickly appeared in Zhao Sheng's mind, all of which were introductions to various monsters in the Netherworld Ghost Realm, as well as as as tens of thousands of precautions.

The bloody and tragic cases recorded in the jade slip always reminded Zhao Sheng that this is the forefront of the confrontation between the two worlds, and in the face of danger anytime and anywhere, he must always be cautious and extremely cautious.

Otherwise, you may be killed by a certain infant-level monster at any time, or if you are unlucky, you will encounter the birth of a god-level monster and be affected by the pond fish.

In view of this, Zhao Sheng quickly followed the example of other Jindan colleagues and soon became an old oilman on the battlefield.

The so-called old oilman is not a laborer, but adheres to the method of Gou Daoliu warfare, and has been wandering within a hundred feet of the city wall, and will never cross the line if it is not necessary.

Because only in this way can it be guaranteed that when encountering an invincible monster, Zhao Sheng can escape back to the light curtain in time.

After a day like this, Zhao Sheng withdrew from the battlefield and was given five days to recuperate.

The sun rises and sets, and the sky becomes darker and darker, and the sky is full of outrageous stench.

Even if there are special people on the battlefield who perform large-scale dust and odor removal spells, they can't stand the mountains of corpses under the abyss, and they are as filthy as the sea.

A gust of wind blew, and the smell of corpses evaporated, so thick that it was disgusting.

A month later,

Many parts of the city wall were damaged, and there was blood stained inside and outside, and teams of tired Dao soldiers released waves of spells, strangling the flocks of corpse birds that had been killed.

After a month of day and night killing, the Ten Sect Dao Corps had changed their guards seven or eight times, and they were exhausted at this time.

At this time, second- and third-rate forces had already appeared on the city wall, and these reserve forces began to take turns to play, gradually replacing the next ten Dao soldiers.

In the corner of the abyss battlefield, Zhao Sheng stood in the air with a fire cover made of a layer of golden crow true cremation, and the two Haoyang mirrors were arranged on both sides, constantly shooting out lines of fire.

Each line of fire hit a zombie's head with incredible precision, burning it into a cloud of flying ashes.

An hour later, Zhao Sheng estimated that the time had come, so he took the photo back to Haoyang Mirror, turned around and flew back to the city wall.

With a wave of his hand, a large sea of fire was released, burning the thick filth accumulated in the vicinity for more than ten zhang, clearing out a clean open space.

Zhao Sheng immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, took out the pill bottle, skillfully poured out a Yunling pill, swallowed it in his stomach, and began to recover the consumed true yuan.

The Dao soldiers next to him looked at him in awe, not daring to make any disturbing moves.

To this day, any Jindan real person who is still active on the battlefield is full of strength and luck, and all of them are killing gods who kill thousands of enemies.

Although Zhao Sheng is not the most famous one, and his record is far inferior to that of the Sword Maniacs of the Sky Splitting Sword Dao,

But from the beginning of the war to today, among all the Jindan real people who participated in the war, only Zhao Sheng has repeatedly escaped from all kinds of dangerous and desperate situations, and he has been unharmed.

There are more than 100 Jindan real people who participated in this battle between the two realms, but no one is as unlucky as him.

No, it should be said that the dead are not counted, only the living.

When Zhao Sheng was gradually branded as the "Moldy God", his ghostly body was fast, and his various and wonderful escape methods also made him famous.

After resting for two teas, the true yuan in his body returned to above the eighty percent warning line again, and Zhao Sheng stopped running the exercises and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, a ray of five-colored divine light suddenly appeared in the depths of his pupils.

In an instant, Zhao Sheng's vision changed greatly, and thousands of five-color qi luck pillars of light with different heights and thicknesses, or green, red, yellow, white, or purple, suddenly appeared in the originally dim heaven and earth.

At this time, these pillars of qi luck were strangely covered with a layer of hazy black qi or blood.

"Average luck

It's a lot lower! Something is wrong!"

Zhao Sheng muttered to himself, and a wisp of blood unconsciously flowed from the corner of his eye.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes carelessly, and the five-colored divine light in his pupils gradually disappeared.

How can the luck of sentient beings be able to peep at randomly, and if the qi technique is used too much, it will inevitably be counterattacked.

Every time he used the Qi Hope Technique, Zhao Sheng's Qi luck would be cut off.

Because the luck is too low, all kinds of unexpected dangers will automatically come to the door.

It's also thanks to his strong strength, and the fairy vision is infinitely useful, otherwise he would have been injured a long time ago.

Seeing Zhao Sheng wake up, a middle-aged man in a black robe quietly stepped forward and whispered, "Zhao Zhenren, things are ready. Please take a look!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man flipped over a bulging storage bag.

Zhao Sheng took it, his divine sense probed into it, and when he saw that all kinds of corpses were stuffed inside, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and praised it, "The quality of the things is good!"

"It's good if the real person is satisfied."

This black-robed middle-aged man is a black-market merchant who specializes in roaming the battlefield and doing some private business.

The corpses in the storage bag can be used to exchange merit points for the Alliance.

Needless to say, the more merit points, the better.

Zhao Sheng took out a bottle of third-order soul protection pill and threw it into the middle-aged man's arms, and said, "I still want to change a Hades Heart Core, can you get it?"

The middle-aged man looked helpless and said in embarrassment, "Real person, how can we spy on such treasures."

"What about the core of the golden armor corpse? How many can you get?"

"A maximum of two, but only for the third-order Light Escape Talismans, at least three for each one."

"Yes, you must get it within half a month, and every day early, I will reward you with an extra second-order birth pill."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man showed greed in his eyes, and immediately nodded in response.

Seeing the black-robed middle-aged man disappear into the city cave, Zhao Sheng put away the storage bag, then took off into the air, crossed the city wall, and continued to kill.