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Jiang Ping's face was calm and resolute, standing by the sword, standing in front of a splendid screen of mountains and rivers, silent in thought.

This side is made of black gold sycamore wood as the axis, and the three living stones are polished on the top of the mountain and river screen, and the mountains and rivers are vertical and horizontal.

Clusters of gloomy black qi and bloody red qi, between the mountains and valleys, the stars converge into a halo.

A red and black halo resembles two roaring dragons and several small snakes with fangs, devouring and fighting each other.

If you listen carefully, there is a hidden sound of killing, coming from the screen of mountains and rivers.

This mountain and river screen spirit treasure actually compares Jiang Ping's Yin army all the way, as well as the strength of the blood sea, in a meticulous and vivid dynamic display.

Jiang Ping's expression was silent, waiting to see the Yin Si army and the Blood Sea clan on the Mangxu Mountain, the two sides of the staggered offensive, suddenly paused, representing the aura of the Yin Si side suddenly retreated step by step.

just shouted angrily: "This Xu Gao is really incompetent." Led 20,000 troops to attack it, a mere Mangxu Mountain. ”

"The governor need not be angry. After all, there are many people on the side of the Blood Sea, and Mangxu Mountain now has at least twenty or thirty thousand blood clan guards, and it is understandable that Xu Bingma will not be able to attack it for a while. ”

At this time, a young ghost with a knife came forward and spoke persuasively.

This young ghost general, with a square face, cold eyebrows, is wearing a Yin Si soldier and horse envoy robe.

Jiang Ping sneered and said: "The land of Yin River is the home of my Yin Division, and it has the prohibition arranged by Emperor Xudu himself, even if the strength of the Blood Sea side is superior to ours, the Liang soldiers and horses don't have to defend him...... This Xu Gao is extremely incompetent. ”

Hearing Jiang Ping's words, the young ghost general Liang Yan's expression was slightly restrained, and he smiled silently, which meant inexplicable.

Suddenly, in the sky above the Netherworld, there was a scorching thunder in the sky, and it rumbled, the clouds rolled and surged, and the ghost army roared like a forest flag.

"Well, it's raining. ”

Jiang Ping suddenly seemed to be aware of it, and said casually in a casual tone.

Liang Yan frowned slightly, but in an instant, he returned to the original.

Only in the depths of the eyes, the blood light flashed imperceptibly.

Jiang Ping stretched out his hand, and saw a few black raindrops tumbling and spinning in Jiang Ping's hands, each crystal clear, like a clear black pearl.

A hint of chill and coldness convey the palm from the rain.

It made him feel a little depressed, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

On the battlefield, storms and clouds meet, and downpours are all common things. It's not that the mortal soldiers are catching and fighting, and it won't affect the sight of the soldiers on both sides at all.

At this moment, a black cloud came from far and near from behind.

Above the clouds, there stood a short and fat young man less than five feet tall, this person had a large disc face, and his facial features were crowded together, which was extremely funny.

But a pair of small eyes, the cold light is overflowing, like a poisonous snake, and the breath is cold and cold, which makes people feel chills in their hearts.

It was raining and raining, as if it broke people's souls.

Jiang Ping sensed that someone was coming from behind, so he turned his face away.

As soon as he saw the comer, a dark cloud suddenly rose under Jiang Ping's feet and greeted the comer.

"I don't know what to do when I come to Jiang's army. ”

Jiang Ping's expression was abrupt, and he asked in a cold tone.

This priest surnamed Li belongs to the [Zongling Seven Non-Heavenly Palace] under Luo Xu's six heavens.

[Zongling Seven Non-Heavenly Palace] is a full-time investigator of the Yin Division and civil and military, if there are those who commit the seven major sins, they must be dealt with by this palace.

Li Si tortures his people even more greedy and cruel, and he can be called a cool official. I don't know how many Yin Si colleagues have suffered from this person.

Therefore, Jiang Ping's attitude towards others is naturally not polite.

Li Sixing's expression was sneering, and he laughed dryly and said: "Governor Jiang, the palace envoy wants to see you, if you have something to ask, please come with me." ”

Jiang Ping snorted coldly: "At this time, the war has reached a critical point, how can this governor leave, Li Si Xing should go back." ”

Jiang Ping pushed back the words of others in a few words.

Li Sixing's eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted loudly: "Governor Jiang, the palace envoy sees that you must have something important, and you dare to prevaricate and delay." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Ping hesitated slightly, for some reason, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and he was waiting to be investigated, but he didn't have a clue, and was ready to subconsciously speak out to send this person.

At this time, a deep voice came, but Liang Yan didn't know when, and he also drove a black cloud to Jiang Ping's side.

"Governor, it's better to go and see. In case something is urgent......"

Liang Yan suggested in a low voice.

Jiang Ping's brows furrowed, and after a long time, Fang said helplessly: "Okay, this governor will go." ”

After all, a true immortal-level powerhouse, he has to give some face.

Jiang Ping forcibly suppressed the worry in his heart, and at the same time, he briefly told Liang Yan a few words about the matter in the general, and then left.

Looking at Jiang Ping's vague back that gradually disappeared into the black rain curtain with Li Sixing, the blood light in Liang Yan's eyes became more and more intense, but in the end, he smiled incomprehensibly.

Mangxu Mountain.

Nameless Valley.

The black rain flowers crackled and landed. The torrential rain is like a waterfall hanging upside down.

Lu Bei's eyes were closed, and he meditated cross-legged for a long time, a layer of blood like a halo of water enveloped his body, and thousands of black raindrops were blocked by him.

If the hands are worn by flowers and butterflies, the complex and mysterious seals of the Tao are played out by him, the five fingers are empty into palms, and the curse marks are full of phantoms, flying and hovering in a radius of three feet.

But it is the [Devouring Demon] Blood Seal Divine Power, which has gradually improved.

Suddenly, in the dark sky in the distance, a black light flickered, and then a large cloud of blood came.

Standing in the air, not sheltering from the wind and rain.

It was the black-clothed Great Shura and the twelve blood-clothed Shura of the Blood Sea clan who came here.

The sky roared like thunder, and the rain was sparse, but it could not extinguish the red blood that had burned half of the void.

"Boy, did you kill Chisen?"

Like the poignant and sharp voice of the night owl, it came overwhelmingly in the wind and rain.

It's hard to hear and disgusting, no wonder people don't say a word in front of Princess Asura.

At that time, the piercing sound waves of the black-clothed Shura swept away towards the figure sitting in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain below all the time.

Wherever the sound wave passed, raindrops were shot at its people like black arrows, as if to shoot the enemy into a hedgehog.

Seeing that the figure was still motionless, the black-clothed Great Shura's dull blood-colored eyes showed even greater disdain.

"Huh. ”

The disdain in the eyes of the black-clothed Great Shura disappeared, and was replaced by a look of surprise.

The enemy, who originally thought that he would die, suddenly sent out the phantom of the Dao Dao palm print around him, and he actually smashed the black arrow rain that was wrapped in sound waves one by one.

"Hmph, it's a mystery. ”

The black-clothed Great Shura snorted coldly, and without saying much, his right hand was raised high and slowly waved down.

Seeing this, the twelve red-clothed Shura, holding blood-red long knives, turned into blood-colored streamers, and killed Lu Bei, who was still meditating with his eyes closed.