Under the blood moon, the demons stood up.

Looking at Tang Ping who was suspended in the void.

"Shenhou, please let me follow."

Xiong Ying stepped forward and knelt on one knee.

"Oh? What are you going to do? Tang Ping asked rhetorically.

All the ghosts felt that they were angry, but they really didn't, not at all.

"The unfilial son has ruined the family business for a hundred years, and Wechen wants to end it all with his own hands."

"Wrong, no."

Tang Ping shook his head.

"Xiong Man is full of disobedience to the gods, and he will be punished!" Zhang Qi stepped forward and said.

"That's right!"

Zhang Qi is worthy of being a subordinate who has followed him for hundreds of years.

"Do you know why? When people die and settle their accounts, they must not interfere in the world, and the affairs of the world have nothing to do with you. ”

When people die, what they did in life will have the evil consequences of the gods after death.

The demons were thoughtful.

Instead of regretting going back and starting over, interfering with the normal operation of the world.

The state of Chu was destroyed, and he didn't care.

This is not the root of itself.

The underworld is the foundation of oneself, and the lord of the earth is the foundation of oneself.

It doesn't matter if the Chu State is unconscious, it's a matter for the living; As a ghost and god, you can warn yourself, which means that you don't approve of this matter, and then there will be loyal ministers and good generals or other Ming monarchs to set things right.

Even if the country really dies, it can only be said that the number of gas is not enough.

I can't even manage the Chu State, so I'd better die early and come down to work for myself.

After all, he is not the nanny of the Chu State, and if he has to point fingers at the affairs of the yang world, he will definitely be kidnapped by the affairs of the living.

There was a faint king today, and the ghosts and gods took action to set things right.

Tomorrow there is a usurper brother, so do you want to make a move? What if that elder brother is Yongjun and his younger brother is Li Shimin, the first emperor of the ages?

If you don't solve your younger brother, wouldn't you be usurping the throne by default?

Solve the younger brother, maybe next time there will be an uncle usurping the throne.

Therefore, ghosts and gods can't control too much of the yang world, they just need to warn and express their attitudes.

The real bottom line of the underworld is not the rise and fall of the Yang Dynasty, but in the gods, in Tang Ping himself, not in the previous kings of the Chu State.

After the first warning from the gods, Xiong Man still made mistakes again, and violated the ancestral system by secretly adopting human sacrifice and disobeying the gods.

This kind of affirmation has to be hit hard.

"Zhang Qi, bring the jar over." Tang Ping pointed to the jar under the banyan tree not far away.

Under the banyan tree, there is a half-buried black altar that is half human-high.

The black altar was covered with white charms, and the mouth of the altar was sealed with white sails, and there were a little blood stains on the white sails and dense names of people.

Some of the names are crossed out with a red pen, and some are intact.

What is crossed out are ghosts that have failed to be refined.

Tang Ping is a man, oh no, it's fair to be a ghost.

If you want an iron rice bowl and have great power, then you will become a rampant soldier, otherwise you can only become a farmer who farms the land.

He will give every ghost an equal chance to become stronger, and as for whether he wants to fight for it or not, he can only rely on himself.

In fact, there are quite a few ghosts who have signed up.

Many ghosts are missing arms and legs, and once they become rampant soldiers, their bodies become sound one by one.

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With the increase in proficiency, the mortality rate of rampant soldiers has been reduced to less than 30%.

Zhang Qi ran under the tree and picked up the jar.

"Put it in front of this seat." Tang Ping took out a bowl of Yangjian water from the storage bag.

Tang Ping took a sip of water.

Burst!

A mouthful of water sprayed up.

He pinched his fingers, and there were words in his mouth.

"The edict, the ghosts and gods are personally led, the subordinate deputy generals are elite soldiers, the blood and food are rampant, and they are all known, and the order is implemented: turn over the altar and break the temple, fly the sand and stones, capture the goblin alive, take the soul, cut off the troubles, do it urgently, and do not delay. The gods are as urgent as the law! ”

Bang!

The mouth of the altar opened, and bursts of black smoke flew out of the altar, and small figures the size of thumbs flew out of it.

Black smoke spreads all around, and the villain grows larger.

In the blink of an eye, there were rampant soldiers standing under the banyan tree.

The rampant soldiers were nine feet tall and muscular, with green fangs, green hair and blue eyes, red eyebrows like flames, and their hair was disheveled and their expressions were rampant.

The height and body shape are exactly the same, except for the slight difference in appearance.

Everything else is pretty much the same.

Tang Ping was very satisfied with this.

Unlike the ghost soldiers of the past, the rampant soldiers are completely under their control.

There is no need to worry about the ghost soldiers having ghosts in their hearts and exposing their own affairs.

Whoever is now qualified to be a rampant soldier.

The only thing that restricts the quantity is the proficiency of the exercises.

The ghosts not far away were also a little moved when they saw these menacing rampant soldiers.

Rampant soldiers can fight five ordinary ghost soldiers in one piece.

A hundred rampant soldiers present can fight a thousand ghost soldiers.

At this moment, chanting came from the void.

This is Zhang Wulang's summoning at the top of Meishan Mountain.

"Let's go! Heaven! ”

Wow!

A hundred rampant soldiers roared and set out in unison.

Xiao Qing took a sharp breath, his body became larger, two meters tall, lying on the ground like a house, under the moonlight, as if made of jade.

Tang Ping jumped on the lotus leaf of the frog's head, and the jade toad beast rose into the air.

Rampant soldiers enter the sun.

At this time, the sun is in the middle of the night.

The sky is clear, and the moon is clear.

At the top of Meishan Mountain, the gloomy altar rises to the starting point and ignites the fire.

A man is dancing the gods.

Zhang Wulang is still the same as when he was young, his cyan eyes are getting deeper and deeper, as if he can see through yin and yang.

His magic attainments are very profound, and he has developed a lot of fishing and hunting secret methods, benefiting many people, and his fame has surpassed that of the original leader Zhang Qi.

is also one step away from entering the wandering god, and all that restricts him is what kind of evil qi he uses.

Call!

Black clouds are like ink, obscuring the bright moon.

Crash!

The wind became more and more violent, blowing through the mountains, making a "whining" sound like a ghostly cry.

Flying sand and rocks.

The fierce and vicious, rampant soldiers with eyebrows like flames holding long knives appeared in all directions with the yin wind.

Flying sand and rocks are the characteristics of rampant soldiers, but whenever this phenomenon occurs, coupled with the gusts of yin wind, it is basically rampant.

The shadow covered everyone, and Zhang Wulang subconsciously looked up.

I saw a huge frog appear in the sky, the frog's back was Shenhou, and a two-zhang yellow-scaled dragon was suspended in the void, and the dragon's deep golden pupils stared at him tightly, making people feel a chill in their backs.

Behind him is his father, grandfather, and leader Xiong Ying.

"Meet the Gods! Meet Grandfather! Meet the Father, Meet the Chief! ”

Zhang Wulang saluted in turn.

The frogs shrunk, and the demons fell.

"Well done." Zhang Qi praised.

"Thank you grandfather for the compliment." Zhang Wulang sorted out his thoughts, "Man Nan wants to be king, he has broken through the wandering gods, we can't stop it at all, he has also arrested more than 100 people, and is preparing for tomorrow's blood sacrifice." ”

"How many henchmen does he have?" Xiong Ying asked.

"The patriarch of the Long clan, Doctor Tu, and the Xiang clan."

Xiang is the fief of Xiong Man's younger brother, and this person is Xiong Man's die-hard supporter.

"Doctor Tu is a wizard who specializes in sacrificing blood for him, we only found out about this a few days ago."

"Who are your allies?"

Zhang Wulang pointed under the altar.

A woman with a single horn and wearing a animal skin coat, the one-horned fish girl, the little girl rescued by Tang Ping back then.

There is also a tree man Mu Rong.

Tang Ping pondered for a moment and said, "You will lead the rampant soldiers and his subordinates to cut off the party henchmen, and the bear will be full of this seat." ”

"Yes!"

With Tang Ping's permission, the ghosts will follow Zhang Wulang and leave.

There was a faint shout of killing from the bottom of the mountain, and the rampant soldiers flew sand and rocks, ignoring the terrain, or piercing walls, or turning over altars, or breaking doors.

The cloak is scattered, the fierce flames are monstrous, and the rampant is incomparable.

And Tang Ping flew to the city.

(End of chapter)