"What a powerful sword!"

The monk, who was hiding in the shadows, hid his body and breath, sighed when he saw this.

"Sure enough, the person who accidentally spoiled the situation appeared, and it was still such a great monk!"

After beheading the Faxiang, Wang Zhe raised his hand to separate the rich yin qi and came to the opposite ghost door.

Two bronze gates with intricate inscriptions.

"How can this text look similar to the inscription?" Looking at some of the words on the bronze door, Wang Zhe thought of the inscription he had learned, as well as the half of the stone tablet.

"That's not something you can turn off if you want to." A monk hiding in the shadows.

He used the bones of the rakshasa and a special magic weapon to find this ghost door and open it in a specific place.

This gate is something that straddles the two worlds of yin and yang, and to close it requires a special method and advanced cultivation.

Wang Zhe had already come to the ghost gate, shining with a three-color divine light.

The surging yin qi rushed out and hit his body, like a river bursting its banks. Bumped into him and then separated.

There were countless Yin soldiers in the Yin Qi, but they couldn't get close to him.

Wang Zhe looked at the two doors without handles, the doors opened outward, and there was endless darkness inside, which made people dizzy and palpitating.

The door opened like a gaping mouth, and it seemed to be ready to swallow people at any moment.

The closer he got to this door, Wang Zhe's soul was faintly beating.

He raised his hand and pressed it against a door.

"I really don't know how thick the sky is, how can the ghost gate of the Yin Division be touched by people in the yang world." Secretly, the man saw this.

"Once a person in the yang world touches the ghost gate, his soul will be unstable, and he will be sucked into the ghost gate in an instant, turning into a living corpse, and then being devoured by yin qi."

A crunch, sour sound sounded.

The open ghost door actually moved, and slowly closed.

"How, how is it possible?!" The man hiding in the shadows was about to pop out of his eyes.

"How could this ghost door be closed by him, even if people can't use their own mana, they can't force it to close it with their own mana, what special magic weapon does this person have?"

"This door is heavy." Wang Zhe pushed the bronze door in his hand with some difficulty.

Slowly, a door shut. Then he went to close another door.

"No, you can't let him close the door and affect the king's plan!"

He held the Rakshasa statue in one hand, and silently reversed the Yin soldiers who rushed out of the Yin Division, wrapped in Yin Qi, and couldn't see his body at all.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Wang Zhe, it was only ten zhang away.

Suddenly he saw a light, very shining.

That light suddenly unfolded the incomparably rich Yin Qi, and wiped out all those Yin soldiers wherever it passed, and then came to the front of him in an instant.

Not good!

The bronze statue of Rakshasa in his hand lit up for a moment, and then disappeared all at once.

With a click, the soft armor on his body shattered, a blood mark on his chest, his bones were broken, and his internal organs were broken.

Poof, blood splattered.

The Yin soldiers in the surrounding Yin Qi saw the blood in the Yang World and immediately swarmed up.

"No, no!" The man looked pained and panicked.

Go, he wanted to run, but he was surrounded by the Yin soldiers around him, and the bronze statue of Rakshasa in his hand was slashed by Wang Zhe's sword, and a small sword mark was actually left on it.

It's just that he was trapped by the Yin soldiers, was seriously injured, and couldn't walk.

"Release the Yin soldiers and cause chaos in the world, let you feel the horror of these Yin soldiers for yourself."

Wang Zheli ignored it, and slowly closed the other flash of bronze gate.

The moment the two doors closed, there was a loud bang, and the ground shook.

Wang Zhe's heart jumped, and he had a feeling of palpitations, and hurriedly used his divine feet to reach into the distance.

But suddenly, the void near the bronze door twisted and collapsed, and the two doors disappeared out of thin air at once, leaving only a deep crack and the yin qi that permeated the surroundings.

"Whew, it's finally closed, it's really a bit difficult!"

Looking at the monk who was hiding in the shadows just now and preparing to sneak attack him, he had turned into a dried corpse at this time, and all the vitality and blood in his body were taken away by the Yin soldiers.

A gust of wind blew, with a crisp sound, and the corpse was directly shattered, turning into countless fragments, and then turning to ashes.

"The Yin soldiers have been interrupted, and someone has cut off the passage between the underworld and the yang?" In the distance, in the mountains, someone noticed something unusual.

"Who could it be?"

Wang Zhe, who came out of the crack, looked at the Yin soldiers all over the mountains.

As several ghost generals were killed one after another, these Yin soldiers began to disperse.

The people of the court only want to block these Yin soldiers and prevent them from going to the back mountain, and they will not pursue those scattered Yin soldiers, nor will they care where they go.

As for the lives and deaths of the people of Dongping County near Daiyue, it was not within the scope of their consideration.

More than 100 corpses of 100 cavalry divisions and soldiers of the military camp have been left on the hillside, all of whom have been killed by the Yin soldiers, and all the essence and blood and vitality of their bodies have been sucked dry.

His face was hideous, and he was terrified before he died.

The fear of death is the same for both monks and people, and monks may even fear death more than the common people.

Wang Zhe looked around,

So many monks have died, and many more will die!

Suddenly, a dragon roared, looking for prestige, and a dragon shadow could be faintly seen flying in the air.

The next moment, the dragon shadow shattered all at once.

Then there was a loud bang, and thunder shone brightly.

Wang Zhe's body moved, and he didn't go to the back mountain, but stopped some scattered Yin soldiers.

Raise your hand with a sword, a sword light, and divide heaven and earth.

All the Yin soldiers in front of him were killed by this sword,

In the back mountains,

A Taoist who couldn't see clearly held a treasure in his hand, and a light shone on the body of a person, who immediately fell to the ground.

Several monks fell to the ground one after another, including a second-class monk.

"Uncle Shi, what kind of treasure is that, so powerful!"

"It is a yin and yang mirror, yin shines on death, yang shines on life, it is rumored that people and immortals can shine on death, it is one of the most powerful magic weapons in the world!"

"What?!" The man was directly stunned after hearing this, looking at the yin-yang mirror, there was a trace of greed in addition to jealousy.

"If this magic weapon is in my hands......"

"Don't go forward, see what else they have to do!"

"Damn, it's that kind of treasure!"

The man in the dark black robe looked at the treasure mirror in the monk's hand, and was very jealous.

After all, it is a treasure that claims to be able to illuminate the death of people and immortals, and I am not afraid that it is fake.

After so many years of penance and drilling, I finally got to my current position.

With a body of cultivation and great power in hand, who doesn't want to live for two more years and then go up.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"

An old monk with a kind face and a Buddha bone relic in his hand.

"Zen Master Puxing be careful!"

"The monk is looking for death!" I saw that the treasure mirror in the monk's hand shone brightly, and the Buddha's light on the monk's body instantly dimmed, and the divine light in the monk's eyes instantly dimmed, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

The relics in his hand fell to the ground.

The treasures of Buddhism also failed to protect him.

"What a treasure!" The crowd was taken aback.

Hahaha, there was a sudden sound of laughter from the tomb.

"Not good!"

Hum, a blaze erupted from the underground tomb.

The tomb turned into a world of flames, and the internal guards of the Hundred Horsemen inside were reduced to ashes in an instant, except for the iron coffin under the arch of the four pillars.

There was also a man in this dark golden armor standing in the flames.

"Eight Directions Divine General, Jiang Fengchao!"

A figure stepped out of the flames.

"Is it you, dare to come out of the salty mountains, aren't you afraid of dying here?"

"Who dies is not certain?"

In front of the mountain, the Yin soldiers had already dispersed, and Wang Zhe killed two waves of Yin soldiers one after another.

Whew, the Yin soldiers are finally dispersed.

The surviving monks and soldiers on the mountain breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a man came up to them.

"Who?"

"What are you doing in a daze, go kill those yin soldiers, and chase after the victory."

"Who are you?" A captain of the Hundred Cavalry Division asked.

Wang Zhe raised his hand and waved, and the captain flew out directly, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"If you don't see the order, you will be beheaded if you leave your post without permission!" A military commander said, and then his head flew up.

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