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

And these three merit points can make him miss the higher-level priesthood!

Especially when there are [-] quasi-gods waiting to be canonized.

A small error may affect the direction of the entire Fengshen.

Heiwuchang frowned.

After feeling it for a moment, he suddenly turned his head.

His cold eyes were like lightning, and he shot fiercely at the imperial palace in the capital.

Inside the palace.

Locked by Hei Wuchang's sinister eyes, Chu Yang and the ancestors of the Chu Kingdom couldn't help but shiver.

An unprecedented fear filled the whole body in an instant, and the strong sense of oppression made both of them feel suffocated for a while, as if their souls were strangled.

"he……"

"Did he find out that we robbed merits?"

The ancestor of the Chu State took a deep breath, and a layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

Perhaps because of fright, his voice became trembling.

"impossible!"

Chu Yang frowned, and although he was frightened by Hei Wuchang's gaze, he still said calmly: "I have set up restrictions around the three-phase seizing element formation, and even the strongest in the ghost emperor realm Impossible to detect the slightest!"

"I do not believe……"

"They will know about our plundering of merit!"

Hearing this, the ancestor of Chu State opened his mouth.

Although, he also felt that this plan was foolproof.

But... Heiwuchang's cold gaze seemed to be looking straight at them through the palace.

That icy gaze, like two sharp long swords, stabbed fiercely into their chests!

Their hearts were beating wildly at this moment.

Fortunately.

After a while, that Heiwuchang's gaze finally retracted.

His eyes also left from the palace.

"call……"

Seeing Hei Wuchang's gaze leave, both Chu Yang and the ancestors of the Chu Kingdom couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, their backs were wet with cold sweat.

A feeling of surviving after a catastrophe instantly filled the whole body.

Chu Yang laughed and said, "I just said that the black-faced god is absolutely impossible to detect us! It seems that the formation method introduced in the ancient book is indeed correct!"

"This time, we really robbed the merits of the gods!"

Hearing this, the ancestors of Chu State nodded in relief.

It seems that this time they really have not been found.

However, such a thing as plundering the merits of the gods is too frightening!

If possible, he would never want to experience it again in the future!

however……

The two hadn't had time to be happy for too long.

A strange wind suddenly seeped out from the crack in the palace door.

Both Chu Yang and the ancestors of Chu couldn't help but shiver.

As if they felt something terrible, their bodies froze almost at the same time.

He turned his head away in horror.

I saw behind them...

I don't know when there is a tall and stalwart black figure standing there!

He holds a black mourning stick and a black chain, and his robe is also completely black, as if blending with the darkness.He was wearing a black tall hat with four large characters written on it——

"The world is peaceful."

Those cold eyes were looking straight at Chu Yang and the Chu ancestors.

An indescribable terrifying aura, like a mountain torrent, constantly oppressed the nerves of the two of them.

"You... it's you..."

Chu Yang's eyes widened, and his voice became trembling.

A huge haze of fear enveloped him and the Chu ancestors.

Hei Wuchang glanced at the two of them calmly, and finally fell on the old ancestor of Chu State. There seemed to be a wave of fluctuation in that cold gaze.

"Ghost?"

Hei Wuchang spat out two words.

Boom!

As soon as the words were finished, Chu Yang and the Patriarch of the Chu Kingdom retreated almost uncontrollably, and their figures retreated to the corner of the palace, looking at Hei Wuchang vigilantly.

"You...what do you want to do?"

The trembling voice of the ancestors of Chu State resounded in the hall.

"What?"

Heiwuchang snorted coldly, and said lightly: "As a ghost, staying in the human world privately and not going to the underworld to report is a crime."

"Plundering the merits of the gods, obstructing the great event of conferring the gods, and almost causing [-] gods to fail in conferring the gods, this is the second crime."

"There are two crimes here, what do you say I want to do?"

Hearing this, the face of the ancestor of the Chu State instantly became pale as paper.

Desperation and suffocation came to my face.

Under the oppression of Heiwuchang, his body trembled slightly, and the ghostly aura around him trembled uncontrollably, as if it would be dissipated at any time.

next moment.

The old ancestor of the Chu State screamed strangely, and suddenly rushed towards Hei Wuchang with the power coming from nowhere.

The ghost energy around him violently surged in the air, turning into a black skeleton, biting towards Heiwuchang fiercely.

"court death."

Hei Wuchang squinted his eyes, and waved the mourning stick lightly in his hand.

"brush---"

A black virtuous divine power roared out in an instant, directly shattering the condensed skeleton of the ancestor of Chu State, and then hit heavily on the ghost body of the ancestor of Chu State.

"what---"

Howling sounded.

The body of the ancestor of the Chu State immediately flew upside down and hit the palace wall heavily.

With just one blow, the ancestors of the Chu State completely lost their ability to resist.

He lay on the ground and howled in pain, his body became extremely transparent again, as if his soul would fly away at any time.

Heiwuchang stood in front of him, looking down at him condescendingly, and a cold voice sounded faintly: "As a ghost, you dare to openly attack the ghosts of the underworld, this is yours..."

"Sin three!"

"The three crimes add up, and you should be sentenced..."

"The soul is scattered!"

After saying this, Hei Wuchang slowly raised the mourning stick in his hand, ready to strike the ancestor of Chu State for the final blow.

However, just as he was about to make a move, a majestic voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Fan Wujiu."

"Leave him alive."

"Bring his soul back to the underworld."

Hearing this, the killing intent in Heiwuchang's eyes dissipated almost instantly, and the mourning stick raised in his hand was also retracted.

After nodding his head respectfully, he looked at the ancestors of the Chu State on the ground, and said lightly, "Fortunately for you, the Son of Heaven personally sent a message to let me save your life."

"Never mind."

"Just follow me to the underworld."

After saying this, Hei Wuchang suddenly stretched out his right hand and shook the old ancestor of Chu State.

The three lights of merit flew out of the body of the ancestor of Chu State in an instant, and were firmly held by Hei Wuchang in his hands.

Then the soul chain roared out, tightly binding the opponent's soul.

Hei Wuchang reached out and pulled.

It is dragging the soul of the ancestors of Chu State, and slowly walking towards the outside of the hall.

The rattling sound of iron chains rubbing against each other kept ringing in the palace, which seemed extremely strange.

It wasn't until Hei Wuchang's figure disappeared that Chu Yang heaved a long sigh of relief, and fell to the ground directly, panting heavily.

From the beginning to the end, he was intimidated by Heiwuchang's powerful oppressive force, and he huddled in a corner, not daring to move an inch.

And until now.

Only then did Chu Yang gradually understand how stupid his previous decision was.

Chapter 83 Level Restricted, The Fruit of the Great Dao

The capital, above the sky.

With the golden light of three meritorious virtues being taken out, the ceremony of conferring gods continued under the operation of black and white impermanence.

The canonized divine voice slowly resounded in the sky.

"Chang Tianlong, under the edict of the Yin Emperor, I canonize you as the eighth-rank god of the underworld! Title: the eighth-rank protector god!"

"Thank you for your gift!"

Chang Tianlong responded respectfully.

The next moment, a virtuous golden light descended from the sky, completely covering Chang Tianlong's body.

His huge snake body, under the blessing of merit, directly swelled in a circle, and the pitch-black scales were like gems, reflecting a little bit of cold light.

The demonic aura around him also disappeared, replaced by a more powerful divine aura.

Those two scarlet eyes also turned golden at this moment.

The power of majestic merit and virtue lingers around the whole body.

After being canonized as a god, the aura of monsters will all become the aura of gods, and the future cultivation will also be based on the power of merit, supplemented by monster aura.

Chang Tianlong looked him up and down, as if he was very satisfied with his current appearance.

After saluting towards Black and White Wuchang, he turned into a cloud of green smoke and rushed towards his fief.

And after Chang Tianlong left.

The voices of black and white impermanence also sounded in the sky one after another.

"Hu Yiyang... Canonize you as the Ninth Rank Protector God!"

"Huang Tianci... Canonize you as the Ninth Rank Protector God!"

"Baiyun Mountain...canonize you as the eighth-rank guardian deity!"

……

More than 2000 gods, under the canonization of black and white impermanence, are all bathed in the golden light of merit and virtue, and are blessed by the power of merit and virtue.

Their bodies also undergone changes one after another. The original monster energy disappeared, replaced by thick and majestic meritorious power.