Endless black qi rose out, turning into demons and monsters, surrounding the yin and breaking around. There were screams and cries everywhere, just like the city of Jiezhou when it was looted by those Western forbidden troops during the day.

The yang world is the realm of matter, and the aura at most forms the dragon, which indirectly affects the weather and forms disasters. But in the underworld, they can directly transform into all kinds of strange-shaped demons and monsters, and put the yin soul in their mouths to bite and chew, and the scene is extremely chaotic.

Jiao Yong, who was sitting in charge of the Yin Division, couldn't sit down, and he was canonized as a ghost general by Wen Fei to guard the Yin Division in Luoyang. Where can these arrogant and presumptuous people be tolerated, they must lead troops down the mountain to clear them. But he was stopped by Li Qingchen: "General Jiao Yong, there are too few soldiers and horses under your command, I'm afraid it won't be helpful to go!"

Jiao Yong naturally knew that there were too few ghost soldiers under his command, and he finally trained a thousand ghost soldiers last time, but he was half of them by Wen Fei at once. Now he is working hard, and there are only two thousand elite ghost troops under his command, and there are tens of thousands of miscellaneous ghost troops who have been recruited and have not trained much. With this kind of power, it is a little difficult to even defend the Great Venerable Palace, let alone go down the mountain to rescue the souls of the Yin Si City.

"Is it just for me to watch it?" Jiao Yong said unwillingly.

Li Qingchen said lightly: "Anyone who has a great venerable talisman is in my great hall." And those ghosts under the mountain, in fact, are the dependents of the previous City God, and they have nothing to do with my Great Venerable Palace!"

Jiao Yong suddenly felt like he had been splashed from the top of his head by a bucket of cold water, and he was cold. Li Qingchen is right, it is true. The world is just a son of heaven and a courtier, but the underworld is different, much more cruel.

Whoever was sheltered by the previous god will be reduced to ashes with the god as the god falls. And Wen Fei, the great emperor of the Ghost Emperor, is the great god who rules the Yin world, and he rules over such a Yin Division, and his personality is far more than that of the City God. This allowed the ghosts of the City of Hades to survive. And he was protected by the divine power of the Ghost Emperor.

"These are not the dependents of my Divine Monarch, they are nothing more than burdens, no matter how many deaths they have, what does it have to do with us?" Li Qingchen said lightly.

Jiao Yong's heart was cold, and his awe of Li Qingchen was even deeper, and he would not dare to compete with Li Qingchen in the future. I secretly said in my heart, I am waiting for a martial artist. You have to use knives and guns to kill people, and you have to do it yourself. These people who read are vicious in their hearts, and they can kill thousands of people without moving. Lao Jiao and I can't compare, and I still have to retreat when I see him in the future!

Wen Fei didn't know about the various changes that had taken place in the fusion of Luoyang Yin Si and Chi Divine Spirit Realm. In fact, the whole spiritual world was buzzing at this time. There was chaos in the sky above, as if a pitch-black sky, a huge whirlpool appeared, and countless earthy yellow aura sprinkled down like rain.

The spirit world, which originally had an illusory taste, and the palace group in it, were bathed in this earthy yellow aura rain. Gradually, it became solidified.

It's the collapsed palace buildings. It was also restored in it, and in the blink of an eye, it became as clean as new.

"Hurry up and steady the ground," Wang Wenqing shouted, looking very difficult to support.

The Ghost Emperor was magnificent, and the divine power around him burst out. In terms of divine power, he also did not reach the color of pure gold. Gold is the most positive, purple is the most expensive, and everything else is just variegated.

The divine power on the body of the Ghost Emperor is still the color of dark gold. After all, the birth time is still short, and the accumulation is not enough. All kinds of handprints appeared in his hands, and runes flew out one after another, pouring into the whirlpool above the spirit realm.

There was a loud bang, and the whirlpool that had been shaking violently stabilized.

Then there was an even louder shock, and even Wang Wenqing snorted coldly and took two steps back. The thousands of Ruiqi ribbons that stretched into the void shattered inch by inch.

Wen Fei almost fell from the throne, and the throne that had been healed was closed again.

"Ang ......" in a long hiss. A huge dragon covered in red and black color was poking its head out of the whirlpool and was about to get in.

"Anger turns into a dragon!" Wang Wenqing shouted: "It turns out that this is the legendary dragon!"

There is no need for Wang Wenqing to call, Wen Fei has already seen it. This dragon is not an entity at all, but red and black mixed with some aura, although only a head poked in, but it can also be seen that this dragon is like a living thing, with scales and claws on its body. There is also a single horn on the top of his head, and his eyes are blood-red, which looks extremely terrifying.

"Go ......" Wang Wenqing shouted, and suddenly flew up. The god general who changed his god actually emitted a purple-gold dazzling thunder light, and an iron spear shook with a bullet, picking at the dragon's eyeball.

The dragon had only one head and squeezed into the spirit world, and when it saw that the situation was not good, it struggled and writhed violently, trying to squeeze its whole body over. It's just that its body is too huge, and the whirlpool is too small, and when it struggles like this, the entire spiritual realm seems to have an earthquake of magnitude seven or eight, and it shakes and shakes. But for a moment, I want to squeeze in, how easy is it?

Ding, a shot stabbed the dragon's eyelids, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing. A steady stream of purple gold thunder light poured over, and the electric dragon let out an angry howl.

The red and black aura on his body evaporated as quickly as the sun saw ice and snow.

At this moment, the dragon suddenly rushed forward, opened its big mouth, and spewed out a mouthful of black gas like burning gasoline and rubber, which was spraying on Wang Wenqing's body. The purple-gold electric light on Wang Wenqing's body flickered for a while, and he barely supported it.

Wen Fei looked cheap, his crown robe shook, and the pattern of the powerful ghost on it was lit up, and hundreds of powerful ones rolled out, howling and flying, and rushed towards the dragon.

There were even some powerful ghosts who were not so fierce that even Wang Wenqing didn't dare to let them go, and they pounced together. It's just that as soon as it comes into contact with that electric light, it directly turns into fly ash. These powerful bullies are afraid of evil, and when they saw Wang Wenqing so powerful, they didn't dare to provoke them anymore, and they rushed to Jiaolong together, tearing and biting indiscriminately.

Jiaolong's body was all turned into anger, and those powerful ghosts took a few bites, as if they had encountered a supreme delicacy. shouted, desperately pounced on the dragon and tore it.

The dragon roared angrily, and kept spitting out angry breath from its mouth, but it was like a lion beating a fly, and it couldn't exert any strength.

In an instant, the dragon's head was gnawed into shape, and only a vague black gas was seen, but it was no longer the original dragon.

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