"What's going on!"

The old turtle and the giant clam in the water house were prostrate on the ground, and there was a terrible oppressive force in the sky that passed down, almost blasting his Shinto water house to ashes.

This is the anger of the generals of the Thunder Department, and all living beings in the world are not afraid.

"Did Changyang Jun fail to ascend to heaven? Otherwise, how could these Thunder Gods be so angry? The giant clasp's face changed, and he said with a sigh in his heart.

Fuhe was shivering, and his whole body was pressed to the bottom of the water.

Although Fuhe is his scope, he is not qualified to watch the ceremony of Changyang Jun's return to heaven.

The existence of those who are qualified to observe the ceremony in this world is now in Fengchan Mountain or Dijing.

So he doesn't know what's going on yet.

"Let's stop for the time being, and the king will return to his throne another day." Half an hour later, a thunderous voice resounded through the Fu River, and the clouds in the sky gradually dispersed.

"Can there be any failures in this ascension?"

Ju Beng looked puzzled, he himself supported the new school of gods, and he was counting on Changyang Jun to ascend to heaven, he could follow and mix a share of the credit, this is good, how could there be an accident.

The so-called ascension of the gods to heaven is to abandon the human body and return to the authority of Shinto spiritually.

Normally, their ascension ritual is a choice of death.

Such as falling into the water, falling off a cliff, or being stabbed by thieves.

In this way, there is a tragic color, and it is convenient to spread in the world.

That's right, these gods chose these miserable-looking deaths, and in the final analysis, they are still fighting for incense in the world.

Just like a great talent, you die without a problem, and you die in the water or are persecuted and depressed, which is a completely different concept, and the latter is more legendary.

And legend is exactly what the gods are after.

However, no matter how much turmoil was going on in Shinto, the little loach at the center of the storm was unaware.

He was basking in the joy of his progress bar being filled.

Yes, his progress bar is not only filled, but even has a feeling of overflowing.

"It's better to help human beings, a word of thank you has increased my merit so much, no wonder youkai say that human beings are a treasure." Qiu Pingmei looked at the golden thread on her back and took a picture of the ancient well.

"Celestial Realm...... Heavenly Realm, I, Hu Hansan, are back again, but I don't know if this time I am still in that pond when I cross the past, I hope it is still in place, otherwise it will be easy to be killed if I encounter something with a bad temper. ”

Qiu Ping was broken in his heart, and at the same time, his spirit was placed on the golden thread behind his back, and he slammed forward.

The void around him thickened, and his whole fish seemed to be stuck in some kind of paste.

The golden light behind it became more and more brilliant, which also left Qiu Ping with a golden afterimage in the process of drilling holes in the void.

"Buzz."

After reaching a limit, his body abruptly disappeared in place.

……

"I'm Hu Hansan......"

Qiu Ping felt the familiar feeling of falling, and his heart was very happy.

"Hey, wait, that seems a little wrong!"

Qiu Ping looked down and saw that under him was not the picture of white clouds he imagined, but an endless wave.

The rolling turbid waves were surging, and countless yellow-skinned souls were struggling in them, and the astonishing resentment rushed to the sky, making the sky so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping.

Directly below Qiu Ping is an isolated island.

To be precise, it looks more like a broken monument inserted diagonally into the sea.

It's just that it's too huge, and from Qiu Ping's point of view, it's like an island.

"Ah......h

Qiu Ping screamed miserably, hit the monument straight, and fell out of blood with a "snap".

"What sound?"

On the waves around the monument, there were more than a dozen ships up and down, one of which was shaped like a paper boat, and on board stood a woman like a god of war.

"There seems to be something abnormal in Huangquantai, and the large array around it is shrinking rapidly."

The crowd soon discovered the anomaly, and a layer of almost invisible power shrouded outside the monument, making it impossible for outsiders to approach. It only took a few breaths for the force to shrink by a tenth.

It's more than 10 times faster than before.

"It seems that Huangquantai is about to be born, and I am bound to win it this time." The goddess-like woman exuded an icy aura all over her body, her face shrouded in a layer of silver light, and a strong aura of lead and mercury was vigorous.

Huangquantai is a treasure of Yin, and her family must need this thing if they want to open up a world in Yinsi.

But......

Her eyes swept over the rest of the crowd, all of whom had the same thoughts as her.

Hmph, it's just a chicken.

The people outside the monument were anxious, and at the same time secretly guarded in their hearts.

And Qiu Ping in the monument is not so comfortable.

He had crossed twice before, once on a white cloud and once in the water, each with a buffer.

But this time, it was smashed on a stone.

It's still a very hard kind.

He writhed his body with difficulty, and a trail of blood appeared on the ground, with some remaining scales on it.

Qiu Ping hurriedly took out the fish food from the scale space and swallowed it in a big gulp.

The fish food is worthy of being produced by the Heavenly Realm, and the medicinal power and incense power in it quickly dissolved, and his broken body was quickly repaired.

It's just that what he didn't notice was that the blood under him was much lighter, as if it had penetrated into the stone.

After eating two fish foods, Qiu Ping felt that his body was almost better, and he also had the energy to start looking at the surrounding environment.

This seems to be an isolated island, surrounded by endless Yellow Spring Sea, and those unjust ghosts and ghosts make Qiu Ping's scalp tingle.

It's like he's an aquatic creature of Fukukawa, but if you let him go swimming in Fukushima, he's scared.

"Blood loss, why did this time come to such a broken place."

Within the eye of the naked eye, Qiu Ping could not see any animals or plants, nor could he see anything valuable.

You can't let him swim into the water, what's the difference between that and death?

Although Yin Si is not as lofty as the Heavenly Realm in status, it is much more dangerous.

Qiu Ping was bored, sitting and waiting for the time to run out, so that he could return to the ancient well.

However, at this time, he unexpectedly found that there seemed to be some words engraved on the stone, but the words were too big, and he thought at first that it was a trace left by the wind and rain.

Following the analogy, he recognized the words little by little.

"Let's go...... Spring...... Platform...... Recruitment Department ......"

After a long time, he finally recognized what was written on it.

"Banner ...... Lakh...... Slash Yama! ”

He finished reading word by word, and in an instant there was a strong smell of blood, and the monument here seemed to drag people into the battlefield at once.

One after another, the black qi condensed and clinged to his body, turning into a layer of pitch-black scale armor.

His perspective became higher and higher, and after a few breaths, his whole person turned into a tall black-armored knight, with a horse with spiritual flames on his feet and a fiery eye under his crotch.