Chapter 1000 The Devil Trembles

"Smack!"

"Woo!"

"You lowly souls of the world, look at it! The sun has risen so high that you are still sleeping! Get out of here!"

......

When Liu Lianlang and Song Zhen were still asleep, they suddenly heard a whip, curse, and cry......

The two were suddenly awakened, and as soon as Liu Lianlang opened his eyes, he saw two evil ghosts whipping towards him and Song Zhen.

"Phew, who should I be? It turned out to be you two cheap souls! Don't you see the size of the ghost house of other ghost slaves? How dare you be so extravagant. Yo! And the phallus covers! It's really boring!"

One of the two evil ghosts was the cavalryman who escorted the two last night, and when he saw Liu Xianlang and Song Zhen, he recognized them at once, and couldn't help but scold angrily.

Hearing this, Liu Lianlang nodded secretly, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, the other party doesn't have the slightest feeling that he and Song Zhen have the so-called ghost form to become what they are now, which really proves his previous reasoning about ghost form magic skills." ”

"Smack!"

"Click!"

In the blink of an eye, the "villa" of the two was scolding and scolding by the two evil ghosts, and then looking at the bone tents of the other ghost slaves, they were also smoked to pieces.

Then the two demons brandished the soul whip and pumped it towards Liu Zhilang and Song Zhen, Song Zhen was furious, and reached out to touch the blood red wind in his arms. When Liu Lianlang saw it, he hurriedly spread the Dragon Ball Body Protector Guanggang mixed with the concealment technique on himself and Song Zhen, and said in his heart: "Fourth brother, be patient, don't do it." ”

"Smack!"

A whip was whipped on the two of them, so angry that Song Zhen's black and white eyebrows were about to twist into a rope, although he suppressed his anger and did not pull out the blood of Chifeng, but his anger was hard to dissipate, and he kept scolding.

Liu Lianlang and Song Zhen are okay, how can they also have a body protector Dragon Ball Gang Qi to protect their bodies, even if they are tired to death, they can't hurt themselves. But those ghost slaves were miserable, they were smoked all over the ground, crying for their fathers and mothers, their whole bodies were smoked, and some of their eyes were pumped out, looking very horrific and miserable.

And although Liu Zhilang has on his body, except for the nine dragon balls left for the twenty-one chaos elves, the fairy eye dragon ball of the beloved wife and the lord of the Flower Palace, and the dragon ball of Princess Jin Ling, the other seventy dragon balls are on his body. But these ghost slaves are all ghost souls and yin bodies, and the dragon balls are the existence of powerful righteous spirits, and the two are opposite to each other, so Liu Zhilang has the heart to help, but he doesn't dare to make a move.

"Whew!"

"Huh, what's going on?"

When the evil ghost opposite Song Zhen whipped Song Zhen, every time he pumped, strings of white and brilliant electric sparks would burst out on Song Zhen's body, and then the netherworld brilliance on the soul whip would instantly dim a lot. The demon couldn't help but ask the ghost cavalry beside him in surprise.

However, the same thing happened to the ghost cavalry. Although the ghost cavalry exerted enough strength to pump the willow waves, the willow waves stood steadily, the waist was not bent, the head was not lowered, the eyes were not blinked, the white hair was flying, and the silver clothes were hoarney. The condensed face didn't even twitch an eyebrow.

The ghost cavalry looked at Liu Xianlang in a daze, and the raised soul whip hand trembled a little, and gradually slowed down, and his heart was furious. Secretly, this is an evil sect, which human world are these two people, what kind of immortal dao have they learned, why does the White Bone Soul Circle not work on this person. The great soul whip was whipped on his body, and not even a trace of his soul was scattered!?

"Ahh

At this moment, the messy white-haired and thin old man behind Song Zhen was being whipped by a pitch-black demon more than a foot tall and screaming, and one staggered over and fell to the ground.

However, the evil ghost still did not give up, jumped behind Song Zhen, and raised his whip to whip it again. Song Zhen couldn't stand it anymore, so he immediately had an idea, and when he whipped his evil ghost soul whip towards him, he deliberately turned around and dodged. Taking the opportunity, he quickly summoned a ray of blood, and the red wind shot into the body of the demon behind him.

When Song Zhen turned around again, the soul whip raised by the evil ghost behind him didn't have time to draw towards the messy white-haired and thin old man, so he knelt down in front of the white-haired and thin old man with a grunt, and then let out a miserable howl, turning into puffs of black smoke and drifting away.

This miserable howl shook the entire Bone Tide Sea coast, and then the entire Ghost Slave Beach quickly quieted down, and the silence was terrifying.

The demons who raised the whip gently lowered the whip, and the ghost slaves who were whimpering in pain from the whipping also stopped crying, and the only sound in the air was the rustling of the ghost morning wind on the shore of the Netherworld Soldiers.

In the early morning of the netherworld, the sun rises in the middle of the sky, but the sun is black, and the sky is still green, saying that it is a white day, but it is actually darker than the night, and the whole heaven and earth are oppressive black and green, strange and evil.

"Sha, sand!"

The ghost wind was flowing, and the messy white-haired thin old man lying on the ground looked at Song Zhen's tall back, and Mu Ran's face showed a relieved smile. There was an indescribable excitement in his dark eyes.

He was covered in scars and his soul power was flowing a lot, but he struggled to his feet.

"Haha! Haha! You dogs! Smoke, why don't you dare! Hurt the heavens! Don't even let God go, look at it, such a thin old man is bullied, it's damn damned!"

Song Zhen suddenly let out a burst of wild laughter, glanced back at the old man behind him, and then turned around and pointed at the evil ghost nose in front of him and scolded.

"This?"

This evil ghost was stunned for a while, and shook angrily for a while, but he didn't dare to pull it down.

However, there are people who don't believe in evil in the distance, looking at Song Zhen for a cold snort, and then they are about to start cruel actions again, actions that they have become accustomed to every day.

Liu Zhilang had already expected such a situation, and he also secretly picked a thumbs up for his brother's actions just now, although he was reckless, but he was relieved. Therefore, when Song Zhen moved, he had already urged the Drifter Wuji Body Method, and now there were countless invisible willow waves flying out, and they were standing behind every evil ghost at this moment.

At the same time, there were hundreds of evil spirits who did not believe in evil spirits, and almost all of them raised the soul whip, but after they raised it, they never put it down, and knelt down in front of the person who wanted to smoke it.

There was a sudden silence again, this time it was really quiet, and the silence was terrifying, because the silence, the rustle of the ghost wind became suffocating.

"Haha......"

Song Zhen is not afraid, he knows what is happening, and at this moment he loves his third brother to death. He laughed maniacally, laughing so hard that the ghosts trembled.

In the past, these evil spirits never knew what it was like to be afraid in front of the five people in the world. But this time, for the first time, they learned that people in the human world are also terrible. That's the person laughing wildly in front of him and the person with the gray hair flying in a motionless and calm manner.

These demons all possess powerful five-dimensional visual abilities, although Liu Zhilang thought of this, and when he cast the countless illusion spells of Drifter Wuji, he had already brought the Great Law of Breath to the pinnacle. But these demons finally found countless illusory figures, and moths burrowed into Liu Zhilang's body like a fire.

"When-when-when-"

Tens of thousands of zhang away in the barracks, there were three melodious ghost bells one after another, this is the southwest of the Netherworld and Hell, the bell of the Zhongjiang military camp to drill ghost soldiers in the early morning, three bells, if it is a ghost, it will move, until the moon rises.

The first bell rang, and it was also the horn of all these ghost slaves from the five human worlds that began to be driven to work in the barracks fortifications, and when the third bell rang, they must have already worked on the construction site. Anyone who is late and whose soul is disabled will be scattered on the spot at any time.

Hearing the bell, there was a tall and mighty cavalry general more than 10,000 zhang away, wearing Cheng Liang's pitch-black armor, holding a pitch-black flag in both hands, and sitting down was also a pitch-black horse, the space was already dark, but the color around the cavalry general was even darker, as black as the pitch-black sun in the sky.

This ghost's name is Xuanyang Peng, and he is a capable general under the account of the Marshal of Central Xinjiang, who is specifically responsible for supervising the construction of various military fortifications in the Central Xinjiang region.

This ghost is very vicious and violent, and most of the countless ghost slaves on the ghost slave beach are he who broke into the world, turning into a huge black bird with a dark dark sun in his mouth, creating flash floods, volcanic earthquakes, evil winds and rains everywhere, and slaughtering five people in the world, and then selecting the souls of mortal warriors or monks to come here to be military workers and ghost slaves.

As for the other worthless souls, they ignored them, and let the soul envoys of the twenty-four yin and yang realms be detained to the floating ghost domain, and they were at their disposal.

Xuanyang Peng sat on the horse, waited and waited, and did not see thousands of soul-pumping ghosts whipping ghost slaves passing in front of him, preparing to build and strengthen the city wall in the northeast of Zhongjiang, because recently I heard from the Poison Abyss Yama King and the Absolute Yang Yama King that the twenty-four Yin Yang Realms and the Drifting Hell's Hall above the 100,000 Ice Plains and Snow Regions were occupied by a first-person named Liu Juan!

Now that the entire Netherworld knows about this, the soldiers of all directions are building fortifications to prevent this person from attacking the inner frontier of the Netherworld. Naturally, the Southwest Military Frontier is no exception.

"Wow, what are you rubbing?!Don't go quickly!" Xuan Yangpeng was very angry.

Xuanyang Peng's eyes and energy have been in the barracks tens of thousands of zhang away just now, because there have been a few beautiful human soul singers in the barracks recently.

So I didn't know about the death of hundreds of evil ghosts more than 10,000 feet away, and I didn't expect it. It's just that I've been waiting for too long, and I'm a little impatient, and I'm yelling like this. I hope to send them to the construction site soon, and then come back by myself to find those ghost slaves and singers.

However, there was a dead silence in the distance, and not a single soul pumper or ghost slave was moving, but bursts of laughter were heard.

"Huh?"

Xuanyang Peng's nose twitched, and he suddenly smelled the death of his companions, and then rode his horse at a gallop, and soon held the pitch-black flag, which was embroidered with the word "ghost", and appeared in front of Song Zhen and Liu Lianlang.

Song Zhen looked at Xuanyang Peng with disdain and stopped laughing. Liu Lianlang didn't look at Xuanyang Peng at all, he released his divine sense and quickly tracked down the ghosts of the hundreds of evil ghosts that he had killed. Then he took out a small jade bottle from his bosom, and sealed the evil ghost spirit that had been tracked back in front of Xuanyang Peng in the small jade bottle, because he was useful.

Xuanyang Peng glanced around at his own people, and quickly knew what was going on, and he also knew that the two people in front of him who were said to be the crown prince of the underworld who had blocked the Purple Soul Dragonman were the murderers of hundreds of dead companions.

Seeing Liu Lianlang seal the ghost of his companion in a small jade bottle, Xuan Yangpeng's eyes showed panic, this kind of thing was only done to his own ghost clan compatriots to people in the world before. But now, the other way around, what does that mean?

Xuanyang Peng's heart floated with ominousness, and the ghost and ghost's heart trembled.

Liu Lianlang's tall figure, dressed in a Tianjin cicada robe, flowing with dazzling white rainbows, white hair flowing, eyes swaying at the distant sky, calm but very domineering.

Song Zhen's black and white eyebrows were staggered and twisted, and black and white clouds were flying between his eyebrows, his eyes were clear and cold, and his eyes were terrifying.

Xuan Yangpeng looked at the two of them, his ghost eyelids jumped, and he secretly thought in his heart, and at the same time, inside the pitch-black ghost claws, black smoke was secretly surging.