The sudden mixed question made the horse-faced ghost king even more speechless, "This ......"

The man in white didn't expect him to answer at all, so he immediately left the epilogue, "It's all a loss of uneducated." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Oops, the five thousand ghost pawns are all scratching their ears and cheeks. They rarely encounter this kind of dialogue, they either drink or cut people on weekdays, and now they have a "culture" and a "knowledge" in one sentence, what are they doing - are they still fighting?

"In the underworld, I finally settled down. There was a lot of time to study cause and effect—of course, it was a blessing for King Tojizo to come up with this concept. When the man in white mentioned the King of Jizo, he deliberately threw his hand upward, as if the Lord of the Underworld was listening overhead.

"If I have a sufficient level of education, I can spur the people to learn knowledge and management. Instead of attacking the city and slaughtering the city alternately reincarnated, creating one thousand miles of no man's land one after another.

At the same time, it will also make the people of all ethnic groups willingly accept the leadership and create an indestructible supreme empire. Although the number of my clan is small, as long as everyone is sanctified, they can rule all domains, use their brains to come, and help them go, and it is not a dream to think of great unification.

If all this happens, the world will already be in harmony, and there will be no more national wars and conquests, and everyone will live and work in peace and contentment, wouldn't it be wonderful—"

The man in white had a longing in his eyes, as if everything he had depicted had already happened.

"It's a pity," he continued. "None of this happened. The only thing I could do at that time was to participate in the breeding day and night, so that all the women in the land I plundered would conceive my seed.

According to today's statistics, there are still 17 million direct descendants of my family in the human world, accounting for about one-twentieth of the total population, that is to say, one out of every 20 people today is my son. Descendants of Temujin.

You may not know that even the current British royal family has my noble blood flowing in the veins......"

Speaking of this, the man in white smiled, and smiled extremely happily.

But then it quickly turned to bitterness. "However, it was of no avail, and I was left in the underworld indefinitely, unable to return to the world to enjoy the joy of my children and grandchildren, and not even the ordinary spectacle of the changing of the sun and the moon.

Fortunately, knowledge is such a thing, and it's never too late to hug. Therefore, I studied the books of the sages diligently, replaced the golden tent of ten thousand cattle with lacquered wood, and kept a vegetarian diet all day long, and abstained from alcohol and women......"

"What does it mean to be alive then!" The horse-faced ghost king finally caught the place where he was laughing and immediately launched a counterattack.

"Hey, that's interesting. I suggest you try it too, it's really wonderful! You see, I haven't even lost weight, and my stinky leather robe has been replaced by plain cloth linen, and I look much more energetic.

People say that they don't study for three days, and their faces are hateful. I've been studying in the underworld every day for the past 800 years, and my face has gradually become amiable, isn't it?"

Boss Tie seemed to be quite satisfied with his current mental outlook, and as he spoke, he stroked his long hair lightly, his face full of spring breeze, and he was content.

The skeleton horse raised its left front hooves and kept digging the ground, and the ghost king scratched his palms and begged, "Okay, okay, I believe you are Temujin, are you going to fight?"

"Hit? It seems that my efforts have been in vain. Martial arts are not interesting, they always win and win, just like Huangkou Xiaoer's house, there is never anything new. ”

Even Pei Min, who was hiding in the dark alley, couldn't help but turn his head and give Zhang Liao a thumbs up. What they obviously mean is that they have never lost a fight and will never lose in the future. Alas, the bull blowing to this realm is indeed a rhythm that can be canonized as a god.

Wow - the horse-faced ghost king finally nourished blood between his clenched teeth, and he was alive.

"Temujin, don't think that if you do a lot of work in the human world, you can sit back and enjoy it in the underworld. Murder is all left over from this king. If you have the ability, you can come to a ghost slaughter for me today!"

Before the words fell, the crescent halberd had been raised like a scepter, and it was about to launch a group attack.

"Wait a minute," the boss of the Underworld Mansion stretched out his hand and drank again, "I won't play this kind of childish game with you personally." If you're interested, I won't bother, send a dog to bite you. ”

After speaking, his eyes swept left and right, "Who, stupid mastiff - you practice with this crazy horse." Don't make too much movement, half of the people present will be extinguished. The rest will be dismissed as a return gift, leaving some face for the Ten Palaces...... After all, it belongs to the internal contradiction of the ghost people, and it has not risen to the level of contradiction between friend and foe. ”

Instead of being angry, the man called the stupid mastiff was like a favor, and immediately stood up with a pat on his chest, "As the Spirit King wishes." Hey, horse-faced livestock, heads-up or group fighting? I'll just take on your group alone!"

The blood on the corners of the horse-faced Rakshasa mouth was already hanging in strings, and countless green tendons erupted on the long face. "Huang Chao, you are just a cannibal bandit, and you deserve to shout in front of this seat? When I fought for the underworld, you weren't even a sperm worm. All the ghosts, take the mansion - slaughter this dog sacrifice flag first!"

A roar resounded around the Black Palace, and thousands of ghost soldiers launched a frantic attack.

In Zhang Liao's eyes, there were hundreds of people in Lingpei Mansion on the steps, as if they were drowning in a sea of ghosts......

Sons are only catty?? Temujin's chariot did not move, nor did the other entourage bosses. Only Huang Chao, the director of the Awakening Division known as the stupid mastiff, moved.

As the hood was thrown over the shoulder, a large face covered with black moles was revealed, and a congenital birthmark was oblique in the socket of the left eye, and the green beard was glossy with tyranny.

He lifted the front of the black robe left and right with both hands, revealing a small bronze mirror hanging on his chest, and the mirror emitted a fan-shaped light, enveloping all the hundreds of ghost pawns who had rushed to his eyes.

In the distance, everyone could see clearly that the light was not reflected, but indeed projected from the inside out.

"The green shadow opens a line, and the turbid waves roar thousands of rivers!"

As Huang Chao's mantra came out, the intensity of the light skyrocketed, and it instantly retracted into the mirror and disappeared. The effect is similar to a giant rake, which takes away hundreds of ghost pawns within the casting range with a hook and a rake, all of them-

At this moment, in front of the originally crowded steps, a fan area with a radius of thirty meters in diameter suddenly became vacant. The rest of them all stopped their steps and were shocked.

"Blue Shadow Mirror!" exclaimed the horse-faced ghost king. "This ...... This is the original Blue Mirror...... Isn't it a magic weapon that Bai Qi used to dominate the Departed, how could it end up in your garbage hands?"

Huang Chao seems to have a good cultivation, the leaders of the mansion call him a stupid mastiff, he is not annoyed, and the opponents in the outer hall call him garbage, and he is not in a hurry.

The muscles on the left side of his face habitually twitched, and he didn't smile, "Two quarters of an hour ago, Lao Bai's soul lamp was extinguished, and nine times out of ten it had been hung up." The Spirit King has turned this mirror to me. Ancient immortal weapons, virtuous people rely on it. Mix with Brother Tie, you have any magic weapon. How about it? Crawl over on your knees as soon as possible to register for a number, and catch up with Ming'er Lingpei Mansion to share a ...... if there are any good things in the Mansion."

"Where were those ghost pawns just now?" Ma Mian didn't believe that this thing had so much power in this person's hands.

"Don't worry. They were all sent to the Lethe River to bathe. Huang Chao almost laughed out loud, "Anyway, this mirror has only been in my hand for a short time, and it hasn't been hot yet." The only thing I know for sure is that all those who are raked away by it will all fall into the Lethe River and enjoy the joy of the river devouring souls. ”

The army of ghost pawns was in an uproar. Even if you haven't heard of the Qingying Mirror, at least you know the power of the Lechuan River. Who can stand that thing? It's about the same as liquid Lingchi, and those who lose their footing end up in the end.

Rhythm ...... The Ghost King hissed. "Dare to do this to the Ten Palaces Army! Reason is not tolerated-" With a clamp between his legs, the skeleton war horse directly passed the retreating crowd in front of him, and the crescent blade of the halberd came out with the swing of the giant arm, and quickly spun alone and swept towards the top of the steps along the arc trajectory.

His intention is obvious - to smash and rob with group attacks, and I will fight alone, so as not to have unnecessary attrition of his subordinates.

This attack wave, glowing red, dragged the tail of flames, slashing the pillars all the way to sparks, threatening the heads of hundreds of people in the Spirit Match Mansion at the height of ordinary people's necks.

Huang Chao is also anxious, my day! The boss appointed me to go out into battle, and you hurt others for me again, how can I explain?

He didn't dodge or dodge, he stepped forward, taking the lead in stopping the path of the moon blade, and at the same time raised his hand to pinch the side of the green mirror on his chest, and swept the scorching white light towards the moon blade.

No—the horse-faced ghost king flatly declined the invitation to take a bath, and the halberd had followed him for nearly ten centuries and had become an important part of his prestige. Want to take it away? No way.

He slammed his elbow back to the bladeless halberd, and at the same time sent out a pulling thought, and the moon blade sensed the master's summons and immediately began to retreat.

Hey, froze! The Blue Shadow Mirror was desperately pulling over there, and the horse face was desperately recovering here, and the two invisible forces were evenly matched, freezing the Moon Blade in the air.

The rotation also stopped, and the crescent-shaped weapon continued to shake in the air, like a prisoner who endured the torture of a car split, trying to escape but unable to free it.

"Ghost boys, help me!" With the order of the ghost king, the drum and the hundred ghosts hit him again with a sheep's hoof bone stick. The rumbling drums converged again like a wall, crushing towards the Yellow Nest in a circle.

Ma Mian knows the attributes of life in the underworld best. It is better to destroy the soul than to attack the body, because the former is available wholesale and retail, while the latter is the Achilles' heel. It is not difficult to make another set at any time when the body is gone, and the damage to the soul is equivalent to the ability to discount, which is difficult to completely repair the existence.

Huang Chao, as one of the nine directors of the Lingbei Mansion, even if his qualifications are not as good as those old ghosts in the Ten Palaces, he is also familiar with these common senses.

Oh, didn't you just go head-to-head, but in the blink of an eye, it really became a group fight? Livestock are livestock, and the brain capacity is too small!

Huang Chao can be appreciated by Temujin, who has converted from Confucianism, not because he is ruthless, but because he is cultured. Unlike most other directors, Lao Huang also took the Jinshi exam in the world back then, although he failed to pass the exam several times - the foundation is enough to overwhelm his colleagues in the house.

He immediately made a decision to withdraw from the Moonblade Controversy and instead fan the mirror. The sound of the war howls and drums immediately illuminated a real illusion two meters away from him.

But seeing that inside the arc-shaped energy cluster, countless grinning angry ghosts encountered the white light, as if they had been burned, they all let out a miserable scream, and ran backwards to dodge.

Ma Mian took the opportunity to release a ray of divine sense, raised the halberd and hooked the moon blade from afar, and successfully retracted and reorganized, becoming the initial state of the crescent halberd.

While Huang Chao was still fighting against the drums, he threw his intact weapon into the air, and then pinched the third section of the fourth finger of his left hand.

The two big eyes were as scarlet as torches - the halberd standing upright in the air with its head facing down and its rod facing upward, and its lift had been exhausted at a height of about fifteen zhang, and it was about to fall, but it was locked by the eyes of the master who followed it, and it was actually firmly nailed to the air.

"The harvest is ominous, and the feet are strong. The left supports Rokka, and the right guards Rokkai. The divine master killed, the yellow god Yue Zhang, first killed the evil leader, and then cut the night light. What god does not subdue, what ghost dares to be? Hurry like a law-" This string of incantations was spit out smoothly by a fat horse's tongue.

The crescent halberd in the air immediately received the message, and it cracked into nine doppelgangers, with eight rods outside, the tip of the halberd tilted inward, and the prototype of one shot remained vertical at the origin. The cold light pointed at the yellow nest on the ground below, revealing his fierce face.

Director Huang pinched the small round mirror to tease the ghost pawn Zhenghuan, and suddenly his body stiffened, as if there was an infinite chill empowering down. The pores all over the body opened in an instant, and grandma's bad - it was locked!

He reflexively turned his hand and shone upward, trying to stop the source of the biting cold. The fan-shaped pillar of light was obedient enough. Soared upwards and raked hard, encapsulating all the cold qi of the Nine Halberds into the mirror.

Huang Chao grinned, and wanted to say a few lines to tease the horse-faced ghost king, after all, he won this round of fighting in a chic way.

Before the words came out, he suddenly noticed something strange in his hand, and hurriedly turned the bronze mirror to look down - in the mirror, the window landscape that originally led directly to the Lechuan River had completely lost its surging appearance at this moment. It seems - it seems that the pause button has been pressed, and the picture is stuck?

Huang Chao subconsciously shook off the small round mirror, and looked again, Emma was not Ka......!

Although the mirror is small, the scene is clear, and the window is used to peek into the past, and the river that is far away outside the city of Xudu City around the city suddenly stopped rushing and hustle, and the original sluggish and viscous water flow is now simply not flowing.

Director Huang felt like taking out his mobile phone to watch a video, but only swiped out a photo - very lost.

But unlike the real still-frame effect, the frozen surface of the river reflects the sky, reflecting all the fire light jumping in the distance, as if the river is burning near the downstream section.

The water is condensed, and the light is moving—it confirms his inference.

According to the routine, this "mother river" of the underworld has eroded how many waste soul materials have been melted and eroded since ancient times, and then transformed into basic factors to reforge new souls, nourish the soul reservoir, and support the reincarnation of the two worlds.

Now, it has been completely frozen and cut off!