The dark clouds converged to lock the sky, the last rays of sunlight were swallowed up by darkness, the heavens and the earth fell into endless darkness, the sky became lower and lower, and the thick pressure eroded the earth, like a cage to trap the city of peace.

Everyone in Heian City looked at the sky in horror, and endless fear hit in all directions.

Finally, the fear in the hearts of the displaced people exploded. Endless homeless people rushed into the houses, and the hideous-looking crowd began to burn and loot, countless wails rang out, and blood gathered into the stream, flowing like a sea of blood in the city of Ping'an.

"Why...?"

An old woman hid in the corner with a young child in her arms and shivered, looking in horror at the group of people in front of her, who were extremely pitiful a moment ago, but now look like demons from hell, they no longer grab food, they start to kill, their blood-red eyes like evil spirits.

The woman who had lost her child bared her teeth, her eyes staring at the child in the old woman's arms, staggering, little by little, like an old man approaching.

The old woman looked at her in horror, "Why, why is this happening, we gave you food, why do you Ya do this to us, please, don't, let us go!"

The woman grinned, hideously terrifying, "Then give me your child too!"

The old woman looked at her in horror and hugged the child in her arms tighter and tighter.

The woman's eyes showed a scarlet gaze, picked up the huge stone beside her and smashed it at the old woman, and the old woman fell down in response to a miserable scream, and the woman trembled and held the child in her arms, and looked carefully.

"No, no, why not!"

With a terrible roar, the child was lifted high and slammed to the ground.

The viscous blood pooled and reddened the ground and flowed into the distance......

Countless tragedies occurred in the city of Ping'an, and endless wails rang out in every corner.

The resentment spread like a plague, and more and more residents joined the homeless people, frantically pouring into the city.

Chen Changsheng stood in front of the door of the Drunken Immortal Tower, the corpses around him had already piled up, but the homeless people seemed to have no fear, the more people died, the more crazy they became.

Chen Changsheng's hands holding the Baolin Spear began to tremble, even in the face of endless monsters in the North Demon Mountain, he did not feel fear, this group of people, no, this is a group of devils who do not have any fear, devils who only know killing.

More and more people died, and the clouds in the sky gathered thicker and thicker, as if there were endless ghosts roaring in the clouds, and clouds of ghost mist rolled up and down, shuttling through the lead clouds, and rushed to Ping'an City with endless resentment.

Several black-robed disciples outside Ping'an City took out four Yin Flags and stood in the four directions of Ping'an City, separating their wrists together, and the blood seemed to be pulled by the devil, gradually converging and slowly flowing towards the Yin Flags.

The yin wind was blowing, and countless fools let out a terrible roar and flew out of the yin banner and pounced on Ping'an City.

The ghosts in Ping'an City gathered more and more, wrapped in gusts of yin wind, everyone completely fell into madness, lost their humanity, and the blood flowed in Ping'an City to outline a huge magic circle, the magic circle lit up scarlet, and the dark clouds in the sky began to change, the combination converged, and a huge ghost head came out illusory.

The ghost head writhed in the clouds, opened its huge mouth and let out a roar, the black fog was churning, the ghost was full of energy, the huge ghost head opened its big mouth and sucked at the Ping'an City, countless resentful spirits flew out of the Ping'an City, and were swallowed by the ghost head, the huge ghost head became more and more condensed, and it made a strange laugh like an entity, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

The killing in the city did not decrease because of the visions in the air, but more and more, and more ghosts flew out of the city and flocked to the ghosts.

Finally, dozens of lights lit up in the city, all of different colors, and a group of monks looked in horror at the vision in the sky.

Chen Changsheng and the others also stood on top of the Drunken Immortal Tower and looked at the sky, their faces solemn.

"This is the Ghost King's descent?"

Qingyun, who has always been calm and composed, is also full of disbelief.

Although Chen Changsheng didn't understand what Qingyun said, he only felt that a great terror was coming, and hurriedly asked:

"Is there a way out?"

Qingyun shook his head and said:

"The ghost king came to the world is a ritual for raising ghosts to summon the ghost king of the underworld, once successfully summoned, the ghost king has crossed the line and descended, at this time it is nothing more than accumulating strength, the ghost king is born from the dirt of the world, and now the resentment in the peaceful city is raging, it is the ghost king's great supplement, I'm afraid that in the future... Ping'an City will turn into a ghost town!"

"In that case, why don't we get rid of that ghost king now!"

Chen Changsheng clenched the Baolin gun in his hand, and his eyes lit up.

Qingyun let out a long sigh and continued:

"It's useless, now that Ping'an City is killing endlessly, resentment is rampant, even if the ghost king is eliminated now, he will gather his energy and be reborn in a while. ”

"Is there no way?"

Qingyun shook his head slowly and said, "I can only wait, wait for the killing, the ghost king will be!"

At this time, Liu Quan, who was behind the two, began to tremble with excitement, and his eyes flashed with endless greed and desire.

Above the sky, the ink-black clouds were getting lower and lower, the hideous face of the ghost king became clearer and clearer, and the huge eye sockets began to light up with scarlet light, and the light swept away, and the people in Ping'an City fell into a complete madness.

At this time, the monks couldn't bear the fear in their hearts, and took the lead in attacking, and countless light runes began to attack the ghost king in the sky, the ghost king's eyes flashed red again, and those magic weapons with different brilliance suddenly lost their spirituality, turned into mortal iron and fell, and dozens of blood spurted wildly among the monks.

The ghost head opened its huge mouth again, and the endless ghost fog attacked a group of monks with resentment, and the monks who were damaged in their minds were not in a hurry to dodge, and were suddenly invaded by the ghost fog, their bodies were stiff, and after a moment, their eyes began to turn blood red, and they raised their weapons one after another, and attacked the people around them.

Just when many monks were tired of resisting, a gentle light lit up, and the magic weapon shaped like an oil lamp was sacrificed in the air, shooting out thousands of millimeters of light, illuminating a part of Ping'an City, and the endless resentful soul touched the light curtain and made a "poof" sound, and his face was distorted with a roar of pain.

"In the Lower Holy Immortal Gate Prince Nuo, fellow Daoists, come here quickly and gather, with the 'Grievance Lamp' to guard, you can be worry-free!"

Everyone saw a handsome young man with a delicate face soaring into the air, sitting cross-legged on the void, his hands quickly sealed, and dozens of tricks were played against the "Grievance Lamp", the light became brighter and brighter, and the scope was getting wider and wider, and countless residents of Ping'an City were also shrouded in it.

Seeing this, the residents of Heian City frantically poured in and knelt down to worship. At this time, dozens of rays of light have converged from far and near to the place where the "Grievance Lamp" is located.

Above the palace pavilion, Mr. Ghost smiled coldly when he saw this.

"Is this the last resort of the Holy Immortal Gate, it's far from enough!"

After saying that, Mr. Ghost played a trick, and the huge skull in the secret room trembled violently, as if it was about to fly away from the secret room, but countless blood rays shot out of the blood pool in the secret room to bind it tightly, and the skull saw that he couldn't break free, opened his huge mouth and let out an unwilling roar, and two red rays shot out of his eyes to penetrate the secret room, and shot into the eyes of the huge ghost king in the sky, and in an instant the ghost king seemed to have a soul, and the blood-red eyes were not fierce, flashing with evil and demonic light.

The resentful spirits shuttled in the sky, the black fog rolled, and the ghost king began to condense under him, and gradually a huge body appeared in the sky, obviously without any face, but everyone just felt that the huge ghost king showed an evil smile, and then an incomparably huge hand composed of countless resentful souls slapped fiercely on the "resentment lamp", and with a bang, the light curtain rippled, and the light curtain also dimmed, and the people in the light curtain screamed in horror.

Qingyun instantly burst out with awe-inspiring sword intent, his eyes condensed, and said:

"Ghost King Yicheng!"

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