Qin Jingsheng held a long knife in his hand and strode closer: "Mr. Jin, just walk well on the Huangquan Road, and the mountains will follow you in a few days." Although the two of you conspired with me to murder my father, but after all, you still helped me sort out my internal and external troubles, and this little bit is what the mirror should do, so don't say thank you - as for the foundation of Qixia Castle, the underworld will accept it all, so that there is truly no distinction between each other!"

The blade slashed down, and the head fell to the ground.

Subsequently, Heng corpse swarmed up and ate Zhang Jin's flesh and blood.

Witnessing this bloody scene, as well as the head of Lord Zhang Jin being held in Qin Jingsheng's hand, Lan Yue just sneered, but had another thought in her heart: "It seems that this Lord of the Underworld is indeed a mediocre talent, and it can also leave some favorable conditions for us to wait for the next layout." ”

"General Lan Yue," Qin Jingsheng turned around, "Today, Jingsheng's revenge is all thanks to your help, if you don't dislike it, can you move to the underworld? ”

Knowing the gap between the underworld and the Heng clan, and venting the frenzy in his heart with the enemy with his hand, Qin Jingsheng was already respectful and respectful when facing Lan Yue at this time, and his words were full of humility. Lan Yue shook her head: "In the first battle, all the elites of the Heng clan have been hit hard, and they need to return to the clan as soon as possible to recuperate and heal, otherwise they may risk their lives." Hades is kind, Lan Yue understands it. ”

"In that case, then Jingsheng will not force you. ”

Glancing at the wreckage of Lord Zhang Jin again, Lan Yue didn't see any waves on her face, she only made a gesture to the subordinates around her who were pranayama, and she had already jumped into the air.

"By the way, Lan Yue also has one last sentence for the Hades King: Although the Spirit of Creation has been sealed in the array, the Blood Sea Ancestor Cheng Bites Jin Xiu is also good, and the Hades King must think twice before acting if he wants to raise an army against the Blood Sea. Although the constant corpse is strong, in the face of the sea of blood with unknown background, it may not be able to win. ”

Lan Yue left, and even though the people of the Heng clan were injured, they did not stay for long. In a few moments, this square circle, which was filled with the smell of blood and was once a paradise, only Qin Jingsheng and more than a dozen undead evil corpses who were still eating Zhang Jin's flesh and blood stayed here.

Looking up at the stars in the night sky, Qin Jingsheng muttered: "The Wind and Cloud King, Lord Zhang Jin, the Heng Clan, and the so-called gods, demons, immortals, and demons, it turns out that in this world, there is such an existence beyond our imagination? I don't know if the next time I meet such a person, will I, Qin Jingsheng, have reached the peak of the mortal world and be proud of the people?"

Holding Zhang Jin's head in his hand, the eyes of the Lord of the Underworld showed a crazy look: "Blood Sea, Lu Guogong, Cheng Youlu, although Lan Yue told me not to easily become enemies with you and others, I really want to know how long you can help Li Tang Jiangshan survive before the army of corpses." It's just that before that, I need to settle the ledger with my good brother first, haha, haha, ha......"

Wild laughter and foolish words gradually dissipated in the night.

And yet—

The siege of the Holy One begins silently and ends without stopping, and no half of the others can see the whole thing, but not no one knows.

A few days later.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?"

Standing on top of a wilderness, the current ghost ancestor Cheng Biting Jin only felt whether he had stepped into some illusion formation without knowing it. If I remember correctly, a few months ago he had even drunk here with his old friends for many years, and now when he came back, the simple town far from the bustling city had turned into a wasteland, not to mention birds and beasts, not even the grass and trees could not be found in the dead branches, and the past was all wasteland.

After investigating the surroundings for a long time, Cheng Yanjin, who still had no gain, had jumped into the air, condescendingly overlooking a radius of several miles, and couldn't help muttering: "Lao Tzu will be a few months in the future, how can there be such a big change here? Not only are the stinky boys and their younger siblings gone, but even the breath and taste of those mortals have disappeared cleanly." Could it be that some enemy of the stinky boy killed him and razed this place to the ground?"

What he said was all kinds of speculation, but there was no gain, Cheng Yanjin was still inevitably irritable alone in the end, and at this moment, an exclamation came from a distance behind him: "Is it Lu Guogong's predecessor ahead?"

Hearing that someone was calling for his name, Cheng Yanjin, who had been wandering here for a long time, hurriedly turned around and looked in the direction where the voice came. I saw a carriage in the distance driving towards him with a little hesitation. The man who was driving, though dressed in coarse cloth, was still neat, and it was evident that he was some kind of servant of the family, and at this moment he was looking around, as if he was overwhelmed by the changes in this place, and it was evident that he was not the one who had just shouted. Even so, Cheng Yanjin was no stranger to the coachman, and immediately pressed his body and landed in front of the carriage: "Lao Zhang, how could it be you? By the way, this should be the town where you live, right? Why did it become like this?"

The driver was Brother Zhang, the driver of the Sun family who drove Tang Lingyuner here that day. At this time, he saw that the situation at home had changed greatly, and he was in a trance, when Cheng Yanjin suddenly appeared, which frightened him even more: "I, I, I ......"

"What are you, if you have something to say, I'm dying!"

Seeing Brother Zhang's helpless look, Cheng Biting Jin was even more impatient, and reached out to pull him by the collar and pull him off the car.

"Lu Guogong, please be calm. ”

Cheng Biting Jin's body cultivation does not know how to go, and in a hurry, he has not grasped his strength, if Brother Zhang is caught by him, he will inevitably be injured. Hearing only a soft call, there was a soft energy in the carriage, which sent Brother Zhang a few feet away and fell to the ground safely. When Cheng Biting Jin was so shaken, the carriage curtain slowly opened, and a dusty shadow appeared in front of the current ghost ancestor.

At this time, he realized that his unintentional actions were very likely to hurt ordinary mortals, Cheng Biting Jin's face turned red, and he hurriedly coughed a few times to relieve the embarrassment in his heart: "Little doll of the Wang family, I am a little out of control...... Lao Zhang, I'm sorry. ”

Stepping out of the carriage, Wang Yueyao, the Lord of Heaven and Earth, who had just glimpsed the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, did not hide the uneasiness at the corner of his eyebrows: "Lu Guogong, I think you have seen the situation around you, and you have guessed in your heart that Brother Tang may be in some predicament, right?"

Since Dongfang Shuo and Li Chunfeng passed on the skills, Wang Yueyao's cultivation that had already progressed rapidly has been improved, and the changes in just a few months are not enough to describe it as a thousand miles in a day. A question that pointed directly to the topic made Cheng Yanjin see that the "junior" in front of him could no longer look at it with the same eyes as before.

Suppressing the amazement in his heart at Wang Yueyao's progress, Cheng Yanjin asked, "Your tone is so sure, is the stinky boy really in trouble?"

"What the details are, Yueyao doesn't know, but ......" Wang Yueyao looked around, "I'm afraid that what Brother Tang has encountered is not trouble, but calamity." ”

When Cheng Yanjin heard this, he felt even more incredible: "Tribulation? With that stinky boy's ability, what can be called a 'calamity', so that he, the Creation Sage, cannot escape?"