As the heart of the Netherworld, the City of the Dead has the most complete and comprehensive defense system.

Whether it is King Bian Cheng or King Jizo, the investment in this area is sparing no effort.

Countless material supplies, thousands of years of perseverance, the latest formation changes......

These have created the unbreakable fortress of the city of vain.

Even Mo Chengjun didn't think about breaking through, there were too many uncertain factors, and he didn't want to risk his life.

Therefore, he sought the Heavenly Thunder Ghost King as a guide ghost and asked him to lead the way, on the one hand, and on the other hand, he took a fancy to his resume in the city of vain death.

If you have a resume, you will have acquaintances, if you have acquaintances, you will have a relationship, and if you have a relationship, you can go through the back door.

In this world, no matter how good the system, no matter how perfect the system, no matter how impeccable the law, as long as it is enforced by people, there will be loopholes.

But what he didn't expect was that the change would come so suddenly.

King Bian Cheng's backstabbing and King Jizo died......

This kind of thing, if it hadn't happened in front of him, it is estimated that he would not have had this kind of start in his dreams.

Of course, from another point of view, these two are gone, and the so-called defense system has collapsed in half.

Coupled with the resentful ghost riot in the dead city, it is estimated that the other half is also in danger.

In this way, Mo Chengjun chose to enter the city directly.

Sure enough, the open city gate was a hole for the entire formation to be released, and after he covered his figure, he turned into a wisp of wind and crossed the city gate.

And after entering the city gate, as far as the eye can see, there are all ghosts and soldiers.

They were all neatly draped, armed with weapons, ready to fight.

But it is clear that their preparations are superfluous, and without the supreme commander, the middle and high levels are already in chaos, and no one pays attention to them.

However, there are many bulls and horses running around in it, trying to maintain basic order.

But this kind of effort, along with the center of the city, came with more and more violent fluctuations every time, and it became more and more difficult.

At this point, Mo Chengjun did not rush to act, but slowed down while trying to cover his figure.

To be honest, so far, there are still a lot of confusions in his heart, so it is inevitable that he will hesitate to act.

For example, he hasn't figured out yet, why did King Bian Cheng betray the Netherworld?

That is one of the ten halls of Hades, a peerless ghost immortal-level powerhouse, with people, territory, authority, and the rule of the city of vain death.

It's all come to this point, what else can he want?

Or, what kind of promise did the Shattered Moon Demon Lord give to make him give up everything in front of him?

Also, looking at everything the Shattered Moon Demon Lord did after entering the Netherworld, it seems quite clear, it is for killing.

From the restlessness of the ghosts, to the infighting between the major Hades, to the backstabbing of the King of Jizo, and the release of blood......

All of this is just for the sake of simple killing.

Such behavior may seem somewhat nonsense, but from the perspective of the Great Tribulation, there is an explanation.

Life and death are the strongest negative emotions, and a large amount of death will cause countless negative emotions, which quickly accumulate in the spiritual particles.

But what are the consequences of doing so?

Or rather, what is the purpose of the Moon Shattering Demon Lord?

To be honest, if these questions are not clarified, Mo Chengjun will always have a sense of horror hanging above his head.

However, after only a moment of hesitation, Mo Chengjun moved again, and his actions became faster and faster.

At this time, it would be unwise to guess the mind of the Shattered Moon Demon Lord, he had already forced the other party from the dark to the light.

And King Bian Cheng's backstab was not their original plan, which had already caught the other party off guard.

Now, as long as Taishan Mansion is woken up in time, no matter how much the other party calculates, it will have to fall into the void.

……

It should be said that Mo Chengjun didn't hesitate for a long time, but in this short time, the blood river had completely gushed out of the ground, and even soared into the sky, forming a water column dozens of meters high.

But this column of water is not blood-colored, because the dense ghosts cover the surface, and as far as the eye can see, it is like a black tide.

And the moment the Black Tide was formed, the entire formation of the Vain City was touched.

Countless runes lit up in the adjacent blocks, and a pitch-black canopy of sky rose, closed, and shrouded again, suppressing the resentful ghosts that rushed out.

There are also yin winds howling, turning into sharp blades in the sky, cutting through all the resentful ghosts inside.

It should be said that this method is definitely not bad.

Those resentful ghosts who rushed out first, no matter what level, were all cut to pieces by the blade of the wind knife.

But the problem is, there are too many ghosts.

Millions of resentful ghosts burst this pitch-black canopy and surged outward.

They crawled through the streets, tearing apart all the ghosts they came across, drowning everything they encountered.

Everywhere you go, you're in ruins!

If you want to follow this posture, it is estimated that it will not be long before this dead city will be gone.

But the second pitch-black canopy suddenly rose, closed, and pressed down again.

The only difference is that this time it was a ghost fire.

The light blue ghost fire carried an unparalleled cold power, even the ghost body could freeze, spreading wantonly in the sky, forming layers of cold ice, and leaving ice sculptures one after another.

Of course, these ice sculptures didn't exist for long, and there were resentful ghosts who pounced on them, smashed them directly, froze them again, smashed them again, froze them, smashed them......

This process lasted until the second pitch-black canopy was blown up again, and a large area of the city was captured, killing many ghost people in the city.

Until, the third dark canopy rose again.

This time, it was a gentle drizzle, which fell on the soul body, directly corroding large holes.

Later, the fourth canopy lit up, the fifth canopy was ready to start, and the sixth canopy began to hook up the leylines......

Obviously, the Jizo King had a clear understanding of the Blood River ghosts he had suppressed, and the urban planning and protection array he had built was to suppress and exterminate these monsters.

If he was still alive, it was estimated that this great array could play a greater role, and it was impossible to say that these Blood River Resentful Ghosts would be able to be pressed back again.

It's a pity that up to now, all that can be done is to buy some time.

Simply, with all this time, I can already do a lot of things.

For example, outside the city, the ghost army soldiers of the eight Hades can be more prepared.

Another example is in the city, those middle and high-level who were originally fluctuating have finally made a decision.

Although there are no two who issued orders, the system of ghost officials at all levels in the city is still very complete.

The civil and military judges and the commanders of the various ghost armies, after they got together to discuss urgently, they finally came up with a specific plan.

They sent the magistrate out of the city, negotiated with all the Hades, and finally settled on several retreat routes.

On the other side, the military judge opened the entire formation system of the city of vain, and some of them were not fully opened, and there were more blocks if they could.

Most of the ghost officials began to mobilize and arrange for all the ghost people in the city to flee.

For a while, the small door of the entire Vain Death City opened, and countless ghosts and ghosts turned into ghosts and fires, fleeing as fast as possible.

Although there are still many ghost people who don't have time to leave, at this time, they can really escape one, one of them.

The kings of Hades are not stupid, and while opening the door of convenience, they also intercepted the original ghost army soldiers in the city to supplement them.

I really don't know how long this battle will take, how fierce it will be, and it would be good to have a little more troops.

In this regard, the command of King Chu Jiang suffered a little.

There's no way, who told the two who can take care of things to go to the sky to fight with the Shattered Moon Demon Lord?

Simply, Ning Madman is a man who likes to delegate power, and the ghost officials below have real power, and the arrangements are also well organized.

The most important thing, from time to time, Ning Maniac will also transmit sound and command remotely, without delay.

And the reason why he is still at ease in the fighting?

It's not that the Shattered Moon Demon Lord can't lift the knife, it's that he's also waiting for something, and he didn't give it his all, let alone fight for his life.

As for the Ning madman and the old master's side, they are actually about the same, they were all discussed before.

Their main task is to delay, drag until the battle situation changes, and drag it to Mo Chengjun's side to have a result.

So, don't look like it's a lively fight, but in fact, both sides are paddling.

Well, to be precise, the old master is actually doing his best, but more often than not, he is refining his sword strength with the Shattered Moon Demon Lord.

……

Died in vain in the city.

Mo Chengjun walked all the way, looking at the layers of canopy, and couldn't help but exclaim.

The design of the formation in this vain city is really exquisite, and at the same time on the outside, it can also be on the inside; Defensive at the same time, it is also aggressive.

Moreover, it seems to have also hooked up the entire netherworld leyline, and the strength is extremely high.

Those resentful ghosts that can be sealed in the Blood River are not the same, they are ancient and powerful, but under the attack of the canopy, there is almost no resistance.

At this level, the Mountain Protection Array of the Eight Great Immortal Sects was a younger brother in front of it.

Simply, these did not have much impact on Mo Chengjun's progress.

It's not that it's not strong enough, but the formation of the dead city belongs to the 'one-way' opening, and when it's internal, it's not external.

In other words, in the area covered by the canopy, only entry is allowed, and no exit is allowed.

And Mo Chengjun is going inside, so naturally it will not have an impact.

He crossed most of the city of vain death, and then passed through the canopy of heaven, and finally, he saw the seemingly endless tide of ghosts up close.

To be honest, at this scale, even if he is given enough time to take out the Thunder Tribulation Technique, it is estimated that he will not be able to stop it.

He really couldn't figure out how many resentful ghosts had been suppressed under the abyss of the Blood River?

And why do we have to suppress it?

Is it bad to kill directly?

However, now is not the time to struggle, and at this point, he finally came up with a very unique token.

The token was purely carved from ghost wood, and he didn't know what was written on it in ghost script, but it was something he had brought from the Yang World.

If there is something in this world that can substitute for the netherworld, then this thing must come out of the netherworld.

And this token is like this, and it is a token of character.

Before he came, the candle dragon specially sent it, and together with it, he also had a set of methods to wake up the king of Taishan Mansion.

Mo Chengjun pinned his divine sense on this ghost wood token, and with just a little sense, he determined the route.

Well, he'll admit, the route was strange, as if it had been deliberately detoured, not directed at the target.

But Mo Chengjun still did not change direction, but moved along the route.

When he got here, he was already overwhelmed with resentful ghosts, even if Mo Chengjun avoided it again, he had to take action.

Simply, he changed his aura and appearance, and tried his best to suppress the fluctuations of his supernatural powers, killing with one blow as much as possible, and not stopping at all.

After almost going around the core of this city, he finally came to a huge palace.

This place is actually not far from the eruption of the Blood River, but the terrain is extremely high, with ninety-nine steps, making the entire palace so high that the water of the Blood River cannot be filled.

Sheltered by a strange power, it seems inconspicuous, but all the approaching ghosts leave almost instinctively.

This is also a unique place under the canopy, which is still intact.

This is, the Hall of the Ten Yamas!

According to the design of the former Taishan Mansion King, the Ten Palaces of Yama King should all work here to deal with all kinds of things in the entire Netherworld.

There is no doubt that this is the center of power in the entire city of vain death, just like the Jinluan Hall of the Terran Divine Capital.

Of course, that was the normal way to enter, and what Mo Chengjun saw now was another scene.

The palace is large and very simple, and at the beginning, there are ten huge sculptures.

They were lined up in a semi-arc, each three feet tall, and leaned over to stare at the doorway.

Look at the face again, the ten halls of the king of Hades are all here.

And behind the sculpture, infinitely far away, on the glowing white walls, there seems to be a painting.

In the painting, there is a majestic figure, a green shirt, looking sideways at the distant night sky, slightly lonely and lonely.

Behind the majestic figure, a withered old monk can be seen sitting cross-legged, his hands folded, bowing in worship.

This figure, Mo Chengjun is also familiar with, it is exactly the appearance of the King of Jizo.

Farther away, there are hundreds of millions of ghosts and ghosts around, dense and endless.

The only one who can make the king of the ten halls of Yama guard the door, let the king of Jizo worship, and make hundreds of millions of ghost clans surrender is the king of Mount Tai.

I don't know when Mo Chengjun has been holding the ghost wood token, standing in front of the mural, looking up at this existence that is difficult to see clearly, his eyes are burning.

In the mural, the mysterious figure seemed to feel his gaze, tilted his head slightly, and also looked over.

Those eyes, hazy and illusory, but majestic and unfathomable, deep as the sea.

Only on the ghost wood token, there was a faint light.

The two sides looked at each other for a long time, and it seemed to be only for a moment, and finally, Mo Chengjun took a long breath and bumped into it.

It's close, it's close, it's about to hit the wall,

But he seemed to have smashed into the water, and there was a strange reversal, and when he opened his eyes again, it was another space.

Here, the black fog is pervasive, only a few specks of fluorescence floating, and the distance that can be seen is extremely limited.

But Mo Chengjun still felt the emptiness here.

Yes, it is the kind of space that is extremely extensive, and the loneliness that no one has been here for a long time, like an old house that has been vacant for many years.

Mo Chengjun's eyes were slightly glowing with golden light, illuminating the surroundings, and the area that could be seen was also larger.

And he still moved forward with the instructions of the ghost wood token, the speed was still not fast, but one step at a time, he walked.

In the black mist, I don't know how much time has passed, I just know that as I walked, I saw two fires burning in front of me.

It's not very blazing, but it's extremely stable, and it seems to have been burning for thousands of years.

Under the reflection of the firelight, it can be seen that two quaint gates stand in front of you, as if carrying the vicissitudes and heaviness of the passage of time, and have an eternal atmosphere that will never be extinguished.

Mo Chengjun stepped forward, stretched out his hand and stroked it, and could feel the unique coldness and hardness of metal.

Eventually, he found a hole, not too big, just in the shape of a token.

So, he pressed the ghost wood token in his hand.

In just a moment, the surrounding breath seemed to come to life, not in the eternal dullness, but with a trace of flow.

Then, Mo Chengjun waved his hand again, and light and shadow spread out in the sky, deducing an extremely unique sacrificial ceremony.

A white dragon can be seen rolling in the clouds, chanting strange tunes, and countless witch sacrifices, dancing wildly below.

Although these are presented in a fantasy world, they are extremely real, comparable to virtual reality, and can be achieved to the point of being fake.

In particular, the sound of the white dragon singing was very huge, as if a sound exploded in the ears.

That's right, this is the awakening method given by the candle dragon.

The sacrifices held in the Yang world are too far away, and when they enter the ears of Taishan Fujun, they are like mosquitoes flapping their wings, which can be regarded as inaudible.

But what if I put this sacrifice before you?

Well, although it looks a little naïve, Dan Li is such a reason, the main thing is that if I can't wake you up, I'll kill you!

Sure enough, in such an eternal silence of darkness, there was suddenly such a noise source, which was indeed extremely harsh.

Mo Chengjun couldn't help but retreat and retreat, so he wanted to hide farther away to avoid harming the pond fish.

But at this moment, there seems to be a gust of yin wind blowing, as if a warm wind has been set off on the sea, which is inconspicuous.

But behind Mo Chengjun, the emaciated King Bian Cheng had already shown his figure, and a bronze dagger quietly poked out, about to pierce his body.

It's just that no matter how hard you try, you can't stab it.

One hand!

A big hand grasped the blade of the sword, and the rippling mana on it and the blue light of the dagger were fighting fiercely.

It seems that in the breath, there are hundreds of collisions, and the blue light is slowly occupying the peak, and it is still advancing little by little.

But Mo Chengjun didn't care at all, he just turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees, looked at King Bian Cheng who was close at hand, and said with a smile: "I thought I wouldn't come?" ”

Well, it's still early today...

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