Fantasy: I lead hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers to rebuild the underworld

The Nether Roc is no exception.

Chen Qiye said lightly: "Since you live by the Wangchuan River, then go to the Wangchuan River and help Po Meng manage this place together."

"If there are ghosts who don't want to drink Mengpo soup, they can cross the Naihe Bridge privately, and then throw them into the Wangchuan River, or hand them over to Cui Yu for trial."

The Nether Roc nodded.

Then it stretched its huge black wings and flew away from the Temple of Heaven with a flapping sound.

Ten ghost rocs spread their wings at the same time.

Gusts of Yin wind swept through like a strong wind, blowing many Yin soldiers in the hall to sway left and right, their bodies were about to fall.

It wasn't until Youming Dapeng left that Chen Qiye continued to return to the desk to try the memorials handed over by Cui Yu and the Yin Gods.

……

at the same time.

In the endless island, a majestic and huge sect is crawling on the ground.

This sect covers an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of acres, with endless pavilions and pavilions. It stands on the top of a high mountain, surrounded by clouds and mists. From a distance, it looks like a fairyland on earth.

And at the very front of this sect, there is a huge stone tablet erected impressively.

Write three big characters on it.

"Shangqing Palace."

At this moment, Jun Qingzhu has just returned from the Southern Region, and is reporting to the Sovereign what he has seen and heard in the Southern Region.

The suzerain of the Shangqing Palace, named Yang Tianwu, is a strong man at the peak of the Saint Realm (Ghost Saint Realm), and has quite a status in the entire Endless Island.

Many orthodox sects around them respect Yang Tianwu and Shangqing Palace.

But at the moment.

The veteran powerhouse of Endless Island had a look of shock on his face.

When he heard Jun Qingzhu's report, his pupils couldn't help showing surprise.

"What did you say?"

"The underworld soldiers?"

"Are you sure... what you saw was a Yin soldier?"

Yang Tianwu's eyes widened, and he looked at Jun Qingzhu in disbelief.

"Master, this disciple sees the truth."

Jun Qingzhu nodded, and said solemnly: "Those soldiers are surrounded by ghost aura, claiming to be ghost soldiers from the underworld."

"The firecrackers in their hands can shoot out black flames, and they can beat the corpse dragon to death with bruises all over its body."

hiss……

Hearing this, Yang Tianwu and all the elders in the hall took a deep breath, with a look of shock in their eyes.

They have dealt with corpse dragons for many years, and they know how terrifying the strength of this group of villains is.

This group of ghost soldiers actually beat the corpse dragon to death with one blow?

It is simply unheard of, unseen!

but……

What is this black fire gun?

Why do you feel something is wrong?

After pondering for a moment, Yang Tianwu said: "Speaking of which, corpse dragons have disappeared one after another in various parts of the Xuanwu Continent recently. I thought that the corpse dragons had some temporary mission and returned to their lairs."

"Now hearing you say that..."

"This group of corpse dragons is very likely to be hunted down by the underworld!"

It has not been a year or two since the corpse dragons have been lurking in the human city, and now they suddenly disappear in large numbers, something is really wrong.

If it is said that he was hunted down by the Underworld, that would make sense.

Jun Qingzhu pondered for a moment, and asked aloud: "Master, do you want to send someone over to find a way to get in touch with the gods of the underworld?"

Chapter 113 The ghost world descends, and the sea of ​​buried demons shakes

"No, absolutely not!"

Hearing Jun Qingzhu's words, Yang Tianwu's face changed slightly, and he quickly refused.

"Why... why?" Jun Qingzhu was a little puzzled.

Yang Tianwu smiled wryly, and said, "Qingzhu, this underworld is very likely to be an extremely terrifying force. If you contact it rashly, it will only arouse their disgust."

"What's more, this underworld is very likely to be the legendary god."

"Contacting the gods without permission, that is..."

"The blasphemy against the gods!"

Hearing this, Jun Qingzhu's pupils shrank slightly.

A layer of fragrant sweat oozes from the back in an instant.

She didn't think too much about it just now, but when she heard Yang Tianwu say this, she immediately felt a chill on her back, piercing her bones.

Yang Tianwu said in a deep voice: "All in all, this underworld is definitely not an ordinary force. The more it exists, the more careful it must be treated."

"Anyway..."

"Judging from the fact that they chased and killed the corpse dragon, it shouldn't be some evil force."

"As long as it doesn't harm the common people, try not to make them angry."

"Yes!"

Jun Qingzhu nodded, silently remembering Master's words in his heart.

Afterwards, Yang Tianwu explained a few more things.

It made Jun Qingzhu and all the elders retreat one after another.

but.

Just when everyone was about to leave the hall and each took up his duties.

"Boom!!"

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden loud noise.

Like a bolt from the blue, it suddenly exploded at the top of the Shangqing Palace, shaking the entire endless island as if shaking slightly.

Yang Tianwu's expression changed, and he quickly shouted: "What's going on?"

"Why is there such a big movement?"

The surrounding elders were also shaken from side to side by the movement, subconsciously grabbing the surrounding stone pillars, and managed to stabilize their figures.

Jun Qingzhu's face changed slightly, and he said: "No... such a big commotion, could it be that there are ghosts bombarding our sect guarding formation?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Yang Tianwu and the others changed suddenly.

Hastily ran out of the hall.

When they saw that the protective array was still intact covering the Shangqing Palace, all the people subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

However, it didn't take long for everyone to relax.

I saw a thick black mist suddenly gushing out of the sky not far away!

The black mist came from nowhere, and poured out from the sky, continuously tumbling violently above the Burying Demon Sea, like thick black ink.

The black mist rolled more and more, covering the entire sky of the Sea of ​​Burying Demons, and a gloomy and terrifying aura continued to permeate from the black mist.

this moment.

In the entire endless island, all the righteous forces raised their heads one after another, looking at the black mist that suddenly gushed out with stunned faces.

All the strong...

They all felt an extremely terrifying breath!

"It's ghost spirit!"

Yang Tianwu's pupils shrunk slightly, and he looked at the black mist in the sky in shock, his eyes revealed a deep sense of disbelief: "A lot of ghosts..."

"The number... there are at least tens of thousands!"

"what is the problem?"

"The Sea of ​​Burying Demons, why are so many ghosts suddenly pouring in?"

hiss!

Hearing Yang Tianwu's words, the faces of many strong men changed suddenly, and they took a deep breath.

Tens of thousands of ghosts?

They actually rushed into the sea of ​​burying demons all at once?

What the hell is going on here? ?

And just when everyone was shocked.

The major forces on the endless island obviously felt this terrifying breath.

In the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

An old man with white eyebrows in Taoist robes looked at the sky solemnly.

The terrifying and huge black mist made him feel suffocated for a while.

"what is the problem……"

"How come so many ghosts suddenly poured into the sea of ​​burying demons?"

"Could it be...a certain faction is about to start a war against the Devil Burying Sea?"

Thinking of this, the white-browed old man's expression suddenly changed.

As if he had thought of some terrible consequences, his figure suddenly turned into a streak of purple lightning and rushed towards the black mist in the distance.

Inside the Longyang Sect.

A young man in a white robe was standing in the secret room, brandishing a long sword and practicing a certain set of sword skills.

Just as he was concentrating, a panicked voice suddenly came from the secret room.

"Sovereign! It's not good!"

"Buried Demon Sea, something serious happened!"

A disciple ran into the secret room with a face full of panic, and said anxiously to the young man.

"What's the matter? In such a hurry?"

The young man glanced at his disciple, and said lightly, "Xiaoyu, my teacher told you a long time ago, don't be impatient when things happen, and be a bit of a master."

"You are so flustered, how can you look like my chief disciple of Longyang Sect?"

As the young man spoke, he continued to wave the long sword in his hand.

The movements are smooth and flowing, neither hasty nor impatient.

Quite a master style.

Zhang Yu swallowed his saliva, still anxiously said: "Sect Master, you should stop practicing swords, something really happened in the Sea of ​​Buried Demons!"

"Just now, my disciples learned that a large number of ghosts have suddenly flooded into the Burial Demon Overseas!"

"There are tens of thousands of them!"

"Heh, it's just tens of thousands of ghosts... wait!"

"What the hell are you talking about? Tens of thousands of ghosts??"

Hearing this, the young man lost his composure for an instant, threw the sword in his hand on the ground, stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Yu's collar, and said in disbelief, "You... what did you just say? "

"Can you say that again!"