For Mo Chengjun, when he has already decided to do something, waiting is a very boring thing.

Therefore, after the Candle Dragon Dragon King was found, he didn't want to delay for a day.

However, having said that, after separating, Mo Chengjun still went back to the blessed land of Heaven first.

In the Galaxy Sword Sect, he made the final handover with the Four Seasons Sword Immortal Shen Jinxiu; In front of his own mansion, he hung a sign saying that he had broken through the retreat; also sent a message to Baling'er, Xue Pan and others.

In the end, he returned to the Heavenly Palace, and in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, he gathered a group of heavenly court gods.

He handed over the design drawings of the Instrument Sect's Mayfly, the opening and construction techniques of the Heaven-Replenishing Sect Immortal Domain, as well as the half-finished Taichu Deep Space Fortress, and even the authority of the Cloud Mist Illusion World.

There is no doubt that because of the "Nine Heavenly Que" project, the research and investment of the gods of the Heavenly Court in this area far exceeds that of the scientific research institute.

Therefore, he handed these over, hoping to see if there could be any surprises during his absence.

When everything was done, he returned to his hut, brewed himself a cup of tea under the thousand-year-old cloud fairy tea tree, savored it carefully, closed his eyes and recuperated, and waited for the passage of time.

Until the moon was in the middle of the sky, he finally got up, waved his hand to summon a phantom shadow of the South Heavenly Gate, and stepped into it.

Showing his figure again, there was already a city wall in front of him, and under the starlight at night, he could still see many soldiers on duty in the city tower.

And the city gate is engraved with three big characters - Sifang City!

That's right, it's the Sifang City of Yunzhou.

A long time ago, Mo Chengjun spent a carefree time here, learned the words, learned the basic information of this world, and saw the demeanor of the three thousand sword cultivators who went to the Mountain Monarch Demon Kingdom.

It can be said that his initial impression of the Galaxy Sword Sect was established here.

And this time, he is ready to enter the netherworld from here.

As for why you chose this place?

The reason is also very simple, the land of yin soil is very large, so big that it is more than the present world, and even the terrain and landform are more complicated.

If he was frizzy, he would have crashed into it, not to mention how it was in the netherworld, but the problem was how to get into the netherworld, and he couldn't figure it out.

So, he had to find a guide to do it.

And within these ghost towns in all directions, there is one who wants him to guide the way.

Well, it's the guides.

The supernatural power was activated, and a ghostly light penetrated into the depths of the darkness, as if some mysterious door had been opened, revealing a passage that was glowing with faint green and not very serious to look at.

There was even a suction force, and the surrounding environment did not fluctuate at all, but Mo Chengjun's soul body, even within the meritorious golden body, felt a slight pull.

He didn't insist, but turned into a divine light, disappeared into the green passage, and disappeared.

He came and walked faster, and he didn't show any traces, so naturally he didn't cause any waves.

It's just that after he left, before the dark passage closed, there was still a yin wind gushing out.

On the top of the city tower, the upright soldiers who were originally standing only felt a cold wind blowing, biting cold, and they couldn't help but shrink their bodies and hugged the spear in their hands.

……

Under the Quartet,

Within the Yin Earth.

There is also a city here, which is larger and more majestic than the Sifang City outside.

The city wall alone is enough for dozens of zhang, looking around, stretching without end, all the black wall tiles represent not only good-looking, more solid, but also thicker.

There are also thick wall stacks, there are arrow towers, and there are racetracks......

All of this reveals that this majestic city is not a good thing.

And so it is!

Because, on the battlefield at this time, it was this Xiongcheng that guarded the safety of many ghost people.

"Kill Kill Kill Kill ......"

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, starve, hungry, hungry......"

"Swallowed, swallowed, swallowed them."

"Die, die, give... I'm going to die! ”

Under the gray sky, the yin wind whimpered and howled, but it cut through the roar of ten thousand ghosts.

Outside the city, as far as the eye can see, the black pressure is full of strange ghosts and ghosts, ready to move, but they are suppressed with ferocity.

But the monstrous ghost aura is like a tyrannical evil dragon, wreaking havoc under the sky, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, as if it is going to choose a ghost to devour in the next second.

And behind the ten thousand ghosts, on a high platform where groups of ghost corpses were piled up, under the veil of tulle, a ghost with a king's crown was faintly visible.

He sat there, not as if there was no monstrous ferocity, but I don't know how many resentful ghosts were staring at his every move, waiting for him to give orders!

He didn't speak, and even if these ghosts were hungry and thirsty, they could only suppress their own nature.

In other words, what can't be suppressed has been devoured by him.

At one point, he seemed to feel that he had enough momentum and raised his hand slightly.

So, the ghosts of their own hearts beat the human skin drum and blew the crying and mourning horn.

"Knock knock!"

"Woo woo woo ......"

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were silent, and then, the howl of ten thousand ghosts was more than ten times louder.

For a while, I don't know how many resentful ghosts turned into yin wind and rushed towards the ghost city in all directions.

It's a pity that the walls of the ghost city in the four directions are not fake, there is a faint ghost qi entwined and rising, and it continues to spread in all directions.

And the evil ghosts seemed to have hit the wall, and they were forced out of the state of escape, not to mention passing through and entering the city directly.

But they are not ready to give up, and they have their own means.

Some of the demons jumped several feet high, their sharp claws inserting into the wall, swinging alternately, and quickly climbing.

Some evil spirits were piled up together, getting higher and higher, like arhats, approaching the city.

Some of them were self-sustaining and brave, and their strength was infinite, smashing the city wall with punch after punch, and each blow brought a 'boom' explosion.

Others opened their mouths and spat out streaks of black water, splashing on the walls, corroding holes one after another.

There is also a demon who can control the sky, hovering endlessly at low altitude, and when he sees the opportunity, he will swoop down, grab the ghost people, and create chaos.

In short, each has its own means!

Of course, the ghost towns of the four directions are not dry food, and those well-trained ghost soldiers are all red-eyed.

There was a bull and horse general at the forefront, armed with a steel fork and a mace, roaring and smashing every ghost that rushed to the city.

General Fan Xie calmly commanded the ghost soldiers, or smashed down stones, or stabbed out spears, pushing a head of resentful ghosts off the city wall.

In the rear, there is also General Ganliu to maintain order among the archers.

In the alternation of words of 'taking a bow', 'changing people' and 'releasing arrows', black arrows crossed the arc and pierced into the army of resentful ghosts.

There is also a shackle general, commanding the ghost people in the city to transport all kinds of supplies, arrows, stones, weapons, and armor, like ants to move forward and stagger.

Suddenly, there was a violent commotion somewhere on the city walls.

The surrounding ghost soldiers bravely gathered over, but they were all killed in the blink of an eye, and in the splattered blood mist, a large knife could be faintly seen, and finally disappeared.

It's actually a powerful ghost who is proficient in 'ghost concealment'.

But just as he was about to kill the Quartet, a chain flung him from a distance and hooked him.

The tall general of the shackles suddenly exerted his arms, dragged him down the city wall, and then smashed him with a mace.

There was another city wall, which could not withstand corrosion, and collapsed with a bang, and a huge gap appeared, killing countless resentful ghosts and ghost soldiers.

However, this did not prevent the ghosts behind from continuing to charge.

There are many resentful ghosts who have once again flown into the light, wanting to pass through and kill into the city.

This is the real big crisis, and there are already many ghost soldiers in the city who are rushing up.

They also knew that if they couldn't block it, the ghost city in all directions might not exist, but how could their speed compare to the light of escape.

At this moment, a loud shout came: "Leave it to me here!" ”

A huge body jumped down from the arrow tower not far away, and smashed into the ground with a 'boom', and the dust splashed continued to spread in all directions.

The military judge held the Zhangba snake spear in his hand and blocked the gap, and the snake spear danced with tigers and tigers, and one after another divine power surged, turning into pitch-black spears and raging, barely blocking the resentful ghosts that rushed over.

It's just that there are more and more resentful ghosts in the back, more and more, almost endlessly.

On top of the arrow tower,

When Judge Wen saw this, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he couldn't hold the book in his hand.

"How good is that? But how is it good? ”

"If the Sifang City is lost, how should I explain it to Lord Chenghuang? And how to protect the ghost people in this city? ”

"Lord Chenghuang, why hasn't Lord Chenghuang come back?"

Just when he was in a hurry, a divine light fell, revealing an old man wearing a red official robe.

Exactly, Liu Yang, the city god of Sifang City.

As soon as the old man showed his figure, he immediately asked, "Judge Wen, how is it?" ”

"The military judge has just gone down, and he can still hold on!"

"That's good, that's good!"

Before the words fell, I saw Liu Yang step out and stand in the air.

At this moment, he turned into a light source in the dim world, and the surging divine power spread outward, and all the unjust souls shrouded in the scope of the divine light died miserably, while the injured ghost soldiers quickly recovered.

Even the collapsed city wall grew back automatically under the repair of divine power.

The war, it seems, at the moment of his return, has returned to its original state.

This is the power of the patron saint of a place, the city god.

And his appearance made the ghost soldiers in the city burst into extremely high morale, and their eyes were red, as if they were going to fight with others.

Of course, such a large-scale use of divine authority would consume a huge amount of divine power.

When he returned to the Arrow Tower again, Liu Yang's face was already pale, and if it weren't for the help of the judge, he would almost fall to the ground.

He slowed down for a long time, and when the military judges had returned, he stood up again.

It's just that the sadness on his face hasn't diminished much.

The civil and military judges glanced at each other, and in the end, the military judges couldn't bear it anymore, and opened their mouths directly, asking, "My lord, can you ask for reinforcements?" ”

Liu Yang, the city god of Sifang City, did not answer, but nodded subconsciously, but shook his head again.

He can't get the civil and military judge in this way, this time it was the civil judge who spoke: "But that court doesn't care about things?" ”

"Heavenly Court?!"

The expression on Liu Yang's face was indescribable, and he paused before saying, "You also know the inside story, so you should also understand that although Heavenly Court has passed on our Shinto methods, it has also given the Terran gods a platform for exchange and communication.

But strictly speaking, we are not direct subordinates of Heavenly Court, but from the Human Emperor Yin.

Even if we ask for help, we have to go to His Majesty the Emperor first, otherwise we will be suspected of overstepping the ranks. ”

"Then His Majesty doesn't care about us?"

Liu Yang's expression was even more helpless: "The problem is here, His Majesty the Emperor is not unwilling to dispatch troops.

However, the soldiers of the living can't reach our yin soil! ”

Judge: "......"

Military Judge: "......"

At this moment, the two judges were speechless, and they didn't know what to say.

In the end, it was the civil judge who muttered: "Then there is really no way?" ”

What he said was really not a question, but the unwillingness in his heart turned into words and unconsciously confided.

It's just that what people didn't expect was that the old man actually spoke again: "That's really not, Heavenly Court promised to send someone." ”

"What?"

Judge Wen only felt that he had heard it wrong, so he didn't care about the humility of the upper and lower levels, and asked directly: "My lord, didn't you say that Heavenly Court doesn't care about this matter?" ”

"Did I say that?"

"Didn't you say that?"

"When did I say that?"

"You just returned ......"

Judge Wen just wanted to speak, but as soon as his thoughts turned, he found that just now his master only said that this matter was not under the control of Heavenly Court, but he did not say that Heavenly Court did not care!

Well, this brain teaser is twisting and turning, and the civil judge has reacted, but the military judge obviously hasn't figured out the situation yet!

He scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and said, "My lord, don't sell it, you can tell me the specific situation." ”

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I asked His Majesty the Emperor for help, and I also told me about it.

But His Majesty the Emperor is also powerless, and in the other Chenghuang lands, in the current situation, everyone is in danger, and no one dares to transfer troops at will.

However, just when I was returning in vain, news reached my Heavenly Court Receiving Order, telling me that Heavenly Court would send someone to help. ”

The military judge wondered, "Isn't that a good thing?" Why are you upset? ”

Judge Wen thought a little more and said, "Could it be that your lordship is afraid of His Majesty's reproach?" ”

"Neither!"

"Why is that?"

Liu Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Because that message only said that someone would be sent, but it didn't say who would be sent?" When is coming? How? ”

"Ah......h

Well, the civil and military judges are dumbfounded again.

It's just that, looking at the two subordinate officials who were in a depressed mood, Liu Yang also felt that it was not good to just hit them, so he said again: "However, this time I went to the Temple of the Gods, but I knew one thing?" ”

"What?"

"The Netherworld riots, the ghosts are in turmoil, and the Ten Palaces Yama are attacking and killing each other, and it is already chaotic."

Judge Wen seemed to have thought of something, pointed to the army of resentful ghosts outside, and said, "Could it be that they are ......?"

Liu Yang nodded: "That's right, just like you think, don't look at the appearance of these resentful ghosts outside, and the arrogance and domineering of the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King."

But in reality, they are just a bunch of deserters. ”

Judge Wen was in a trance: "The netherworld is all messed up?" Is it any wonder that's the case? ”

The military judge was even more speechless: "It's just a group of deserters, so I can't do anything, I'm really incompetent as a military judge." ”

Well, the effect of relieving the atmosphere is really not achieved, and the morale is a little lower, but the reality does not give them a chance to be sad.

The sound of whimpering horns was like the wail of a terrible ghost, coming from far away, and the surging army of resentful ghosts pressed down again, even more exaggerated than the last time.

In particular, a number of ghost soldiers wearing standard ghost clothes with the word 'pawn' written on them, and the charge launched under the leadership of one ghost general made the ghost heart palpitate even more.

And on the throne of the corpses of the ghosts, the Heavenly Thunder King finally stood up and walked to the top of the sky step by step.

There was an endless burst of ghostly energy, which actually turned into pitch-black thunder blooming one after another, distorting the surrounding space.

This is the power of the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King, the method of Yin Thunder that is extremely rare in the Netherworld Yin Earth.

Although it is only Yin Thunder, it still has a bit of the power of the Thunder Method, and it is the most restraining the ghost and the ghost.

Therefore, in this Netherworld and Yin Land, the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King can at least fight over half a level and launch a ruthless attack, even the ghosts and immortals will not be intimidated.

At this time, he stood high in the air, and the sound of explosion like thunder spread in all directions: "Liu Yang Xiaoer, my thunder is here, and I am not obediently restrained."

As long as you give up the city and sacrifice the throne, I can give you a whole corpse. ”

He came here to be the city god of the Sifang City.

"You thief, wishful thinking!"

To tell the truth, Liu Yang, the city god of Sifang City, was a proper literati from life to death, that is to say, he had no power to restrain the chicken.

So, fighting, he's really not good at it.

But at every critical moment, he never coerced.

A step out of the arrow tower, he showed the golden body of the city god, and the god wearing a red official robe bloomed in the void, and he actually had a good might.

"You want to kill my people, take my city, and try in vain to get involved in divine power, hehe, your face is not big, but your heart is quite wild?"

"Come on, let's Bibi? That's right, I may not be able to beat you, but if I don't break your blood, I won't be your Grandpa Liu. ”

That's right, this is the second characteristic of the literati's style, which is unforgiving.

The Heavenly Thunder Ghost King's face darkened, and he no longer wanted to talk nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to order the army to press on and fight for life and death.

But at this time, a sudden change occurred.

Above the gray sky, a faint green light came from an unknown place, revealing a deep passage.

There was a rainbow light stepping through the passage and coming here, and above the high sky, a bright figure appeared.

Mo Chengjun looked down, the entire battlefield situation was in full view, and he couldn't help but say: "It's better to come early than to come by chance, and you really don't need to delay at all!" ”

This is a new map! Everyone's expectation is not ......