Chen Zhining secretly commented that Cai Zhuoyi's strength should be no less than that of Lin Gesanren. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And he was not in a hurry to enter that passage, he hid and observed on the side, and as expected, those Heavenly Realms that he secretly followed, avoiding the eyes and ears of those Heavenly Realm followers guarding the entrance of the cave, quietly entered it.

In addition to the three Heavenly Realms that Chen Zhining had seen before, there were two other Heavenly Realms, and there was even a Senior Heavenly Realm!

He waited another hour to make sure there would be no more stalkers, and then he followed in without hurrying.

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The pitch-black expanse of the earth was filled with knee-deep black water, which had melted into something that seemed a little sticky and could easily be ignited.

Everywhere on the land, dark black flames could be seen, constantly burning, screams and screams were heard all around, and there was a huge roar from the battle of powerful Yin Spirits.

The battlefield area is vast, and at a glance, the large and small ghosts are spread on the ground like ants, one in the east and one in the west, each in a group and sacrificing their lives to fight.

Xiao Zhen was wearing half of the Yin armor, standing in a military formation with Changge in his hand, his eyes were hollow, and he looked numbly at the Yin Soul army that was constantly falling and being thrown on the battlefield, and he didn't think about anything in his mind, and he was completely empty.

The scene before us is the norm in the Netherworld today: fighting everywhere, powerful ghosts ruling over the weak, and strengthening themselves in the process of constant conquest.

As for the dead ghosts, no one cares, and they don't have time to care. There are constantly Yin spirits from other worlds, and if they don't die like this, the Netherworld will soon be "full of souls".

Xiao Zhen couldn't remember when he died and came to the Netherworld in a daze; he couldn't remember how many battles he had experienced, and the "good luck" was not annihilated, or was devoured by the powerful Yin Spirits; and he couldn't remember how many defeated Yin Spirits he devoured before he slowly became a third-class baron - he was fortunate enough to wear armor and become the direct subordinate of the high-ranking "Lord", that is, the elite of the Yin Soul army.

Xiao Zhen's direct commander is a third-class viscount yin soul general, he is in front of the military formation, riding the huge beast soul mount that is also a third-class viscount level, restlessly patrolling back and forth, the slightest unsatisfactory place is a leather whip whipping past, his subordinates are obedient and obedient, and none of them resist.

Their military formation was only one of hundreds of military formations, and these military formations all belonged to their "lord", a powerful second-class marquis.

At this time, this powerful Excellency was on the cloudy flying tower, protected by the ghosts of several third-class marquis and dozens of first-class earls, condescendingly observing the entire battlefield.

And their opponents are not weak, the leader is also a second-class marquis, and his command is like a cloud.

The two sides are fighting against each other, and it is still just the beginning, and the dead and injured are all Yin Souls who have just entered the Netherworld for no more than ten years, at this age, they are the real "newcomers" of the Netherworld, no matter how many casualties there are, both sides will not feel distressed.

Xiao Zhen's lordship, the second-class marquis Ji Yunrang, sat on the highest floor of the five-story flying tower, and under him was a round platform formed by the condensation of white bones.

He also looked at the battlefield below, he couldn't remember how many times he had experienced such a war.

If someone can compare the eyes of the two, they will find that this kind of emptiness is the same as Mu Ran, and there is no difference due to the huge gap in the identity and strength of the two.

Ji Yun asked the marquis and earl ghost generals around him to protect him to do the same.

This kind of fighting has become their instinct, just like mortals eating and sleeping.

In fact, even the "Adult" and "Your Excellency" in the eyes of many low-level Yin Spirits, Ji Yunrang was just as confused: why keep fighting?

In order to become strong, not to be consumed by other ghosts, but it seems that this reason is too pale.

He was born as a monk, and the monk's soul is strong, and after entering the Netherworld, the chance of survival is also greater, and those monks who have cultivated the soul secret method will be even stronger.

The wisdom of the monk is higher than that of ordinary people, and Ji Yunrang often thinks that he is "coerced" by the entire Netherworld - the battle in the Netherworld is like a huge wheel, rolling forward, and he is also in it, forced to roll with him, and if he does not follow, he will be directly crushed by the wheel.

But what is the purpose of such endless battles? Why keep fighting? What can you do even if you are the strongest?

All the questions are unanswered.

Or is the battle in the Netherworld, for the Yin Spirits, a punishment for all the sins of their lives?

Ji Yunrang sighed secretly, observed the battlefield, his side was slightly declining, he turned around and ordered: "Send another 30,000 new Ding." ”

One of his first-class earls whispered, "My lord, our new Ding has run out. You see......"

Ji Yunrang nodded lightly: "Then let the beast group rush." ”

"Yes. ”

The whole process of the battle is the same, there is nothing new, Ji Yun let the order be given according to the routine, and it will be passed on quickly. In the rear of the Yin Soul New Ding army, there were huge beast cages, and soon these beast cages were opened, and a huge beast soul was released.

These beast souls are all powerful beasts at the level of earls and viscounts, they have low intelligence, and they cannot be accepted as subordinates, so they can only be formed into an army independently, and when the situation is unfavorable, they will impact the opponent's military formation and create chaos.

Seeing that Ji Yun let out the beast group here, the opponent also released his own beast group - just like Ji Yunrang, the opponent was just a dull response.

The two beast groups roared and impacted each other, and along the way, whether it was their own people or opponents, they trampled to death countless times, and finally the two beast soul torrents collided fiercely together, and the earth burst into flames with countless black fires, and the beast souls fought, causing even greater damage.

Ji Yunrang watched in the sky, and waited until the beast soul was almost lost, and then waved his hand: "Let the elite under your command attack." ”

"Honorable Order!"

Soon one after another orders were delivered, and the hundreds of military formations waiting in the rear slowly advanced forward.

Among them, including Xiao Zhen's military formation, he, like the other ghosts around him, has no joy or sorrow, but he just advances forward like that, and sometimes he thinks in his heart: Maybe being killed is also a relief?

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The huge vibration sound was uniform, and the two sides met each other's military formations, and the real battle began. Powerful Yin Soul Warlords swept in, and all kinds of Yin Soldiers and Dark Treasures flew and flipped in the sky, clearing a blank space on the ground with each fall, killing hundreds of Yin Spirits.

Ji Yunrang and his opponent were both hidden in the flying tower, staring at each other from afar.

When Zhang Jiu and the others appeared in the Netherworld, they saw the end of this battle, Xiao Zhen's military array had been defeated by the locality, and the entire military array had lost more than seventy percent, leaving only him and thousands of Yin Soul soldiers shrunk into a ball and still persevered.

Ji Yun has already begun to rout, and his Yin Soul generals are already running out, Ji Yun let the handle wave, and the remaining generals are withdrawn from the flying tower, preparing to escape from the battlefield in order to make a comeback.

But the opponent's ghost warrior immediately surrounded him, holding him back, making it impossible for him to escape.

And the opponent's flying tower has also been bullied, ready to launch the final blow.

Ji Yun's eyes flickered, and the past came to mind heavily, and he sighed in his heart: That's it?

He couldn't tell at this time whether he was relieved or at a loss.

has the same mood, as well as Xiao Zhen, who is dying on the ground.

Cai Zhuoyi looked at the battle below, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what to think. Su Qiuran stepped forward and asked, "Your Excellency, what should we do?"

Cai Zhuoyi said: "Helping the disadvantaged party will be valued. ”

"Yes!"

On the way here, they had already discussed, and each Heavenly Realm had used secret methods to cover up the breath of the living on their bodies, and they looked like ghosts.

Cai Zhuoyi let out a long roar, the cold intent was activated, and the surging power swept the entire battlefield with a roar, even in the Netherworld, the senior heavenly realm was also a terrifying existence.

In the middle of the flip, the situation on the battlefield reversed, and the opponent's military formations were completely frozen!

Su Qiuran stepped forward side by side with another Heavenly Realm, and with a push of both hands, the opponent's Yin Soul Battle General burst open with a bang and exploded to pieces.

They are all in the Heavenly Realm, and they have a wide range of knowledge, and some of them are means of dealing with Yin Spirits. This is not the northern realm, and the Yin Spirits have no way to fuse the power of extreme cold, and they have no power to resist under the hands of the Heavenly Realm.

An exclamation came from the opponent's flying tower, obviously thinking that Ji Yunrang would actually have an "ambush", which made him puzzled. Because in the Netherworld, no one uses this kind of trick at all, and everyone's battle is as orderly as they were just now.

A win is a win, and a loss is a loss.

They are not so much fighting as gambling, pressing their men and themselves all up, and letting luck decide life and death.

His opponent is just as confused as he is.

But he was suddenly ambushed, which made the opponent a little confused, and he escaped the flying tower and burrowed into a misty void, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he didn't care about those subordinates.

Many heavenly realms descended, and the remnants of the enemy were quickly wiped out, and at this time, Ji Yunrang came out of the flying tower, faced Cai Zhuoyi, clenched his fists, and said with a flat expression: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your help." ”

But Cai Zhuoyi couldn't see the meaning of "thank you" from his expression, which made His Excellency the Heavenly Realm unhappy in his heart, and he was a little suspicious: How could this be?

He also said lightly: "It's just a matter of raising your hands." ”

(The Netherworld should not be expanded to write, and the next thing is the battle with the Sage Hall!)