Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Yellow Spring
If there is no external interference, there is actually no sun, moon and stars in the underworld, and in the same way, in addition to the Yellow Spring of the Lethe River, there are no mountains and rivers.
The city of vain death is empty and empty, especially after the annihilation of the Black Mountain outside it, the environment has become more barren, and there are five turbid and evil worlds, namely turbidity, turbidity of seeing, turbidity of afflictions, turbidity of sentient beings, and turbidity of life, which converge in the filthy place.
Only the yin and demon can practice happily here.
City.
The doors of the palace are open, and there is a sense of welcoming guests from all over the world, and everything inside can be seen unobstructed.
The ground made of Xuanqi black iron has a strong and simple atmosphere, a venerable beast is burning incense, the smoke is swirling, and the cloud yarn lamp on the pillar is always bright and not extinguished.
On the middle step, there is a wide throne, nine meters wide, engraved with an unknown divine beast, exactly like the carved eucalyptus of the seal of the city of vain.
Meng Fan, who was sitting upright, got up slightly, and placed the seal in a groove directly in front of the throne, and the seal of the dead city suddenly lit up, and the brilliance flowed, completely enveloping his body.
In an instant, the divine consciousness suddenly extended, closely linked to the magnificent city of vain death in his vision, Meng Fan even felt that this ancient mythical city seemed to be in the palm of his own hand, even if there was a little change, it would be perceived by himself-
Every house, every street, and even the inconspicuous corner, whether it is the Taoist soldiers who are patrolling the city, or the ghosts who have died in vain from the sun only recently come from the sun, they can all be seen at a glance, including their expressions and states.
From this moment on, Meng Fan seemed to be the master, looking down on everything in the territory.
In order to match this position, he also deliberately used mana to condense a piece of ink dragon black, so the whole person looked more imposing, no longer the agility and elegance of the Taoist, and became more and more majestic.
After all, in this Thousand Worlds where the Immortal Buddha has disappeared, holding the orthodox book of life and death and the judge's pen, sitting on the throne of King Bian Cheng to judge the ghosts who died in vain, Meng Fan is one of the supreme beings in the underworld.
I believe that it will not be long before the qualifier [one] will also be removed.
It is worth mentioning that in addition to overlooking, Meng Fan can control all prohibitions, no matter how powerful or complex, they are like a finger.
Obviously, when Montenegro was in power in the past, he did not achieve this level, otherwise he would not have spent a huge amount of mana to hold up the vain city to resist a corner of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Array.
"Yan Jun, do you need to recruit the dead ghosts and train them into ghost pawns?"
A general dressed in armor and full of thunder came to report.
"Don't be that troublesome."
Meng Fan waved his hand, "Send them all to the big grinding plate, and after destroying all kinds of causes and effects in life, let's reincarnate directly." ”
No matter how much those vain ghosts train, they can't have too strong combat power-
To put it bluntly, most of these ghosts who died unexpectedly have a low lower limit and a lower upper limit, and it is unlikely that ten of the millions of people can embark on the path of cultivation and achieve a ghost king.
Unless they are like the old demon of Montenegro, let them devour each other, but this practice is harmful to the heavens and the peace, and it is digging the roots of the sun, so Meng Fan will naturally not do it.
And so began a change.
If demons and demons dominate the order of the underworld, then they will inevitably interfere with reincarnation and gather them all to increase their own strength.
And with Meng Fan in charge of the City of the Dead and the other two Yama halls in the underworld, the vast majority of ghosts were reincarnated, so that more babies were born in the Yang World and the population increased.
Two days later.
The Wheel King Mark and the Equality King Mark were all refined by Meng Fan alone, and his control over the Netherworld became more and more exaggerated, more worthy of the name than Montenegro, the king of demons and ghosts.
Just when he was complacent and proud, he suddenly heard the panicked voice of the general of the Lei Department from outside the hall.
"Yan Jun, there are two ghost kings who led the troops respectively, and killed them from the direction of the Lichuan River and the Yellow Spring, saying that they wanted to avenge the old demon of Montenegro, and now all the soldiers and horses are stationed in the other two halls, but the thousands of people in the Lei Department are in the city of death......"
The ghost king of Lethe?
The ghost king of Huangquan?
Subconsciously, Meng Fan thought of the battle in Lanruo Temple in the past, where the old demon of Montenegro could release the fishy water of the Lechuan River to restrain the two battalions of Taoist soldiers under his command.
In addition, the Huangquan Boundary Monument was also moved by it to suppress itself, but it was sealed by itself with star power, and now it is erected in the city of vain death.
In this way, the two must have a lot to do with the old demon, and it is not impossible to join forces to take revenge.
Of course, it is very likely that he was favored by other forces in the underworld and took the opportunity to test his attitude, after all, he is also a Terran monk, and he belongs to the same path with the masters of the various factions who have captured the six realms of reincarnation and reserved a glimmer of hope for the yang world.
"It doesn't matter."
After figuring out the trick, Meng Fan got up slowly, and his face did not reveal too much worry.
That horned array flag has been fully cultivated, and it can reverse the time of the sky, and he has refined the three imprints, and he occupies a geographical advantage, and with his strength, why be afraid?
The black mountain that was killed before is the only existence in the underworld, and the other forces just rely on the large number to form an alternative alliance.
To tell the truth, the two ghost kings also peeked at that battle from afar, and when they saw that the old demon of Montenegro was killed and the city changed its flag, they naturally couldn't sit still-
All of them have provided convenience for them, one has lent the water of the Lechuan River, and the other has released the Huangquan boundary monument, which will most likely be liquidated afterwards.
Because of the fear of Meng Fan's strength, he never had the heart to send troops to attack at the beginning, but he couldn't resist the coercion and temptation of the major forces, so he simply joined forces to test.
In addition, the lords of each hall let go of their cruel words, and if that person kills them, they will all take action together, so that they will never have peace in the underworld.
As a result, the ghost king of Lechuan and the ghost king of Huangquan also became tough, and at this moment, they had led their generals to kill thousands of miles outside the city under the banner of avenging the old demon of Montenegro.
"Let's go, we'll see them in a moment!"
In the hall, Meng Fan waved a big sword, rode the clouds and mist, and led the thousands of people of the Lei Department to fight the battle, and was no longer affected by many prohibitions.
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After a while, I saw a black cloud rolling and the demonic energy was moving, accompanied by flying sand and stones, and the evil wind gusted, and two hideous figures were revealed.
The ghost king of Huangquan has a red-eyed giant mouth, his face is like a silver plate, his beard is upside down, he is wearing a red iron armor that exudes a fiery atmosphere, holding a dragon spear, and there is a blue-eyed white Jiao under his crotch, followed by more than 10,000 ghost soldiers and demon generals, all of whom are in the underworld armor, and they look quite majestic.
And the ghost king of Lechuan doesn't have so many facial features, he is a bearded man who looks like a giant spirit god, five feet tall, holding a Xuanhua double axe, and commanding nearly 10,000 netherworld elites.
"It's you who killed the Black Mountain Daoist?"
"What presumptuous!"
"Who in the underworld doesn't know that it is our siblings, our beloved relatives and friends?"
"Poor Taoist friends have been in the Tao for thousands of years, and they can't even be reincarnated."