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One hit.
Old Zhu let out a mournful cry.
in the shocked eyes of the crowd.
I saw Lao Zhu's huge body bursting open with a bang.
The ghost's body turned into wisps of black smoke, and the soul flew away!
Chapter 25 Suppressing Evil Ghosts, Old Xue's Crazy Actions
Although I have guessed in my heart, the strength of black and white impermanence must be very terrifying.
But no one thought of it.
A ghost who was at the peak of the Ghost General Realm was knocked out of his wits by Hei Wuchang with a stick.
Wang Yuqing and others dare not imagine.
If this stick falls on them, their fate may not be much better than that of Lao Zhu.
The ghosts around also reacted.
They screamed and fled in all directions.
These Yin Gods are truly terrifying.
Even a strong man like Lao Zhu couldn't survive a move in their hands. If they stayed, they would be beaten to death sooner or later.
escape!
Only escape!
"Humph."
Heiwuchang snorted coldly, and the soul lock chain in his hand roared out, binding one of the ghosts.
Under the bondage of the soul chain, the ghost wailed, and then turned into black smoke and disappeared.
The Yin soldiers around also shot one after another.
They waved their sharp soul-slaying knives and chopped off the heads of these ghosts.
Wailing mixed with crying.
It resounded on the tower of Nanyuan City.
This group of ghosts who are extremely majestic on weekdays and whose cultivation has reached the level of ghost generals.
In front of Heiwuchang and Yinbing, they were easily suppressed like ants.
Although Bai Wuchang didn't do anything, he was smiling and kind from the beginning to the end.
Make people feel that he is harmless.
But Wang Yuqing has seen his strength with her own eyes.
If you really do it, Bai Wuchang is no weaker than Hei Wuchang.
not far away.
Taking advantage of the chaos, a ghost fled frantically towards the outside of the tower.
When he was about to escape from the tower.
Bai Wuchang's mourning stick fell directly.
Ghosts at the level of ghost generals were like ants under Bai Wuchang's mourning stick, and they were beaten out of their wits in an instant.
outside the castle.
More than a dozen Yin soldiers guarded the surrounding area, their long knives reflecting the cold light under the moonlight.
The leader was Bai Qingsong who was patrolling nearby.
Under the order of Chen Qiye, he came to assist Black and White Impermanence.
As long as there are any fish that slip through the net, they try to escape from the hands of black and white impermanence.
What greeted them was the long knife falling.
Zhang Ying looked terrified.
Even when he was in a desperate situation before, the fear in his heart was not so strong.
Even Xue Dingshan was shocked.
As if he had forgotten the pain in his body, he stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
This……
It is no longer a battle.
It should be said to be a massacre!
A unilateral massacre of ghosts by the underworld!
"Is this the strength of the underworld..."
"As expected of the Yin God in mythology!"
Xue Dingshan's face was flushed, and his voice trembled with excitement.
But perhaps because he was too excited, he suddenly coughed violently.
Streams of bright red blood coughed up from his mouth.
He took a few breaths suddenly, and the look in his eyes seemed to be even weaker.
Wang Yuqing beside her was quite calm.
After all, she had seen Bai Wuchang make a move with her own eyes.
Therefore, she is more acceptable to the Yin God of the underworld than Xue Dingshan and Zhang Ying.
soon.
This one-sided massacre was over in a matter of minutes.
A breeze blows.
The ghost domain that shrouded the towers of Nanyuan City had disappeared.
Together with those ghosts, they disappeared completely.
If it wasn't for Xue Dingshan beside him, he would still be scarred and angry.
Otherwise, Wang Yuqing and Zhang Ying really felt that what happened just now was just a dream.
And right now.
I saw black and white impermanence, Bai Qingsong, and a group of Yin soldiers around.
A look of awe suddenly appeared on his face.
Bow down and salute to the distant sky.
"This……"
Looking at the ghosts and gods who suddenly respected each other, Wang Yuqing and the others were full of doubts.
Immediately, Bai Wuchang's respectful voice sounded: "My lord, the task has been completed."
"All the ghosts on the tower will be wiped out."
"Not one left!"
Xue Dingshan's eyes widened, and he looked at the distant sky with doubts on his face.
"He...who is he talking to?"
Wang Yuqing beside her also swallowed.
Who is Bai Wuchang talking to?
Who is it?
Can the ghosts and gods in the underworld respect them like gods?
When everyone was puzzled and shocked.
Above the silent night sky, a majestic voice suddenly sounded:
"Let's all get back to their jobs."
Boom!
As soon as the words fell, Wang Yuqing and the others stared wide-eyed, as if a thunderbolt struck their brains.
Although the voice was not loud, it rang clearly in everyone's ears.
The majestic and sacred voice seemed to be whispering from the gods of the nine heavens.
this moment.
Whether it was Wang Yuqing, Xue Dingshan, or Zhang Ying, they all felt their hearts shrinking, as if their souls were being pinched.
Who?
Who is it?
Xue Dingshan widened his eyes and searched the sky hard.
But the night sky was empty.
Not to mention human beings, not even a ghost.
It was as if the sound just now was just their illusion.
And this time.
Many yin gods floating in the sky also responded one after another.
Then it was time to gather the team, step on the dark wind, and prepare to return to the underworld.
"Wait a moment!"
Xue Dingshan shouted loudly.
Exhausting the last strength in his body, he chased after the ghosts and gods such as Black and White Wuchang.
He couldn't take care of that much anymore.
After all, after tonight is over, it is unknown whether he can survive.
This is his only chance to get in touch with the underworld.
If he can't grasp it, he will regret it for the rest of his life!
However, Xue Dingshan hasn't stepped out yet.
A Yin soldier suddenly turned around and stopped in front of him.
He stared straight at him with cold eyes, and a terrifying aura swept over him like a mountain torrent.
A sharp Soul Slaying Knife just hung above his head.
The cold killing intent permeated down, causing Xue Dingshan's body to tremble, and cold sweat instantly covered his forehead.
The cold voice rang in Xue Dingshan's ears.
"Yin and yang are different. As a living person, you must not get close to ghosts and gods in the underworld."
"Nian you are the first offender, and you have merits and virtues, so I won't pursue it this time."
"Otherwise, it will be unforgivable."
The voice fell.
Black and white impermanence, Bai Qingsong, and a group of underworld soldiers.
It gradually disappeared into the distant sky, and the figure merged with the darkness, gradually disappearing.
On the huge city tower, only the cold wind kept blowing.
"President!"
Wang Yuqing hurried forward, supported Xue Dingshan, and asked with concern: "President, are you okay?"