Chapter 129 Being surrounded and attacked
In Jinling, the Imperial Palace of Da Qi, and the Fengtian Hall, all the important civil and military officials of Da Qi gathered together to discuss the changes in Sichuan and Shu.

"The latest intelligence is that the Nanzhao Kingdom has already captured Fengdu, and the Anbei Army is approaching the mountain city.

Chen Shicheng, the Great Emperor of the Han Dynasty, could not even survive, and the Sichuan regime would be completely annexed by the State of Yan in three days at most.

It is even possible that the Sichuan regime has collapsed even as we speak!"

Guangliang, the fat monk standing on the upper right of the ministers of the Great Qi, informed the important officials in the hall of the intelligence he had just obtained.

Ever since they learned that the State of Yan had taken action against Chen Shicheng in Sichuan, the officials of the Great Qi knew that the Sichuan regime was doomed to perish.

But they never expected that in less than half a month, the Zhongtianhuang Han Da Dao Zun who had given them so much headaches would be in a trapped situation.

As an old rival, all the important officials of the Great Qi present knew that in terms of talent, Chen Shicheng was no worse than the Emperor Jianning who was sitting on the dragon throne now.

Even because it started from the grassroots.

The Great Emperor of Han, the Zhongtian Emperor, was more aware of the sufferings of the people and always had sympathy for them.

Judging from his personality, it might be an exaggeration to say that he had the potential to be a wise ruler throughout history, but he was definitely not a ruler who brought ruin to his country.

Unfortunately, his strengths made him lose the opportunity to compete with Emperor Jianning Ning Caichen for supremacy in the south.

The six sects of Buddhism, the three schools of Taoism, the four academies of Confucianism, the army of the underworld and other four forces do not need an unruly, wise and powerful ruler to weigh down all of them.

Compared with Chen Shicheng, who came from a humble background, Ning Caichen, who was born into a scholarly family, seemed to be smarter.

He knew how to compromise in exchange for the support of the four forces, and how to use political tactics to maneuver between the four forces and win over those who were willing to be loyal to him.

Although these actions were useless, they were still within the rules, so the four forces abandoned Chen Shicheng and chose Ning Caichen.

"Chen Shicheng's defeat is now irreversible. What's the point of saying more here?

Da Qi cannot reach Sichuan and Shu, so we should spend more time thinking about how to deal with Nanzhao."

"Calling him a traitor is a bit too much. After all, Nanzhao has never openly signed an alliance with Daqi and Chen Shicheng.

However, this is not a reason for Nanzhao to throw itself into the arms of Yan State without our knowledge, because due to the attack on Sichuan and Shu, Nanzhao must be short of military forces at this moment.

If your majesty agrees, we can mobilize the army and teach Nanzhao a profound lesson."

The president of Yuelu Academy, who still had some dignity, did not force the word "traitor" onto the Nanzhao Kingdom, but there was nothing good in his words.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the Anbei army is almost at the gates of the city, and you, a bunch of mortal cultivators, are still thinking about a mere Nanzhao.

What the Black Mountain King said is indeed true, you humans are all short-sighted." After a burst of sarcastic laughter, a ghost figure shrouded in a black robe appeared in the Fengtian Hall.

The ghost in black robe is Black Scythe, the right guardian of the Black Mountain Demon, the number one demon in the world.

It is an envoy sent by the Black Mountain Old Demon to the court of Da Qi. Its ghost power is three times stronger than that of the principal of Yuelu Academy and the great monk Guangliang.

Therefore, even though most people in the Fengtian Hall were dissatisfied with its stinky mouth, no one wanted to turn against it directly.

"Hearing what the Black Scythe Guardian said, I guess you already have a way to deal with Wang Nanrong? Could you please tell us so that we can learn from it?"

Although everyone present was unwilling to turn against Black Scythe, it did not mean that they would sit back and watch Black Scythe become more arrogant.

However, since Heijian dared to speak in the court meeting of Da Qi, how could he not be prepared at all?

"The reason why Wang Nanrong is so arrogant that he can dominate the world is mainly because of the invincible Anbei Army under his command.

As long as we can get rid of this lackey of the Anbei Army, what kind of storm can Wang Nanrong stir up alone? "

Before Heijian could finish his words, someone in Fengtian Hall immediately refuted him: "You speak better than you sing, Heijian, if your plan ends here, then don't show up and embarrass yourself.

Everyone present here knows that after getting rid of the Anbei Army, Wang Nanrong is like a tiger with its claws plucked out, but do you really think that those seven Anbei Army troops are vegetarians?

Those Confucian disciples who were killed by the Seventh Army of the Anbei Army have only been reporting to you for a few years."

The headmaster of Yuelu Academy standing nearby took over before the predecessor finished speaking: "Although it is a bit embarrassing to say it, what Hongye Jushi said just now is right. The seven Anbei armies are really not something that ordinary people can resist.

Back then, on the banks of the Yangtze River, Chen Jichang, the principal of Shigu Academy, died at the hands of the Seventh Army of the Anbei Army.

Ji Chang had already reached the threshold of the great Confucian realm, which was equivalent to that of a Yangshen cultivator. The hateful blow he delivered before his death was definitely no less than that of an ordinary great Confucian.

However, the Seventh Army of the Anbei Army did not suffer any casualties at that time.

Even a great monk like Ji Chang couldn't do anything to the Seventh Army of Anbei Army. For ordinary monks like us to run into the Anbei Army is to seek death!"

Heijian sneered: "If you are incompetent, don't make excuses. You are afraid of the Anbei Army, but we in the underworld are not.

Besides, who told you that my idea was to use the lives of everyone present to confront the Anbei Army head-on? Did I ever say such a thing?

To the Anbei Army, ordinary armies were no different from chickens and dogs, and the elite divisions of Da Qi were also included.

However, there is another type of soldiers in the world that can compete with the Anbei Army, and that is the Duyin soldiers under the command of Lord Heishan.

In a one-on-one fight, the Yin soldiers are indeed no match for the Anbei Army of equal number. However, there is not much else in the underworld, but the number of Yin soldiers is so large that it is difficult to count.

Even if the Anbei Army can fight ten or even a hundred at once, as long as there are enough Yin soldiers surrounding them, the Anbei Army will definitely die in the end.

Your Majesty is willing to pay a sufficient price, and Master Heishan is even willing to cooperate with Your Majesty to empty the entire underworld."

Ning Caichen, who had been sitting on the dragon throne without saying a word for most of the day, couldn't help but feel moved after hearing Heijian's words.

"Heishan Right Envoy, I wonder what price the Black Mountain King wants our Great Qi to pay?"

"Qi and blood, the qi and blood of a living person. One old, weak, sick, disabled person can be exchanged for ten, one strong young and strong person can be exchanged for fifty, and one old soldier in the army or a warrior who has just started the martial arts can be exchanged for a hundred.

As long as there is enough energy and blood to offer, Master Heishan will personally go down and fight for your majesty in all directions."

Looking at Emperor Jianning Ning Caichen who was sitting on the dragon throne, the Black Scythe Right Envoy stated the conditions for controlling the Yin Soldiers with an expectant look on his face.

As far as he knew, this Majesty was not a good man.

After hearing the conditions of the Black Scythe Right Envoy, everyone present was shocked by the appetite of the Black Mountain Old Demon.

"How dare it? How dare the Black Mountain Demon say that it can feed on humans? It's courting death.

I, Xuanxin Zhengzong, firmly disagree with such a deal. I propose that we, the righteous people, should join forces to eradicate the Black Mountain Old Demon to set things right."

In the main hall, the current head of Xuanxin Sect, Zhenren Hongye, flew into a rage after hearing what Heishan Right Envoy said.

The reason why he led Xuanxin Zhengzong to stand on Ning Caichen's side was because Ding Hai's policies shook the status and independence of Xuanxin Zhengzong.

For the sake of Xuanxin's authentic inheritance, Hongye chose to become the enemy of the Anbei Army.

But this does not mean that he will become indiscriminate and lead beasts to eat humans for the sake of profit.

As the leader of the righteous path in the world today, the opposition of Master Hongye immediately caused an uproar in the Fengtian Palace.

The Kunlun School and the Laoshan School, both Taoist sects, immediately stood behind Master Hongye and expressed their support.

Some people in the six Buddhist sects and the four Confucian academies also expressed that they could not approve of this method of borrowing troops that led beasts to eat people.

Looking at the people in the hall who were so excited that they wanted to tear him apart alive but had not taken any action yet, the Black Scythe Right Envoy smiled disdainfully.

“You are all the leading figures of the righteous path, so it is normal for you to look down on ghost cultivators like us, but now that the situation has come to this point, you have no choice.

Without the countless ghost soldiers in my underworld, there would be no help in restraining Wang Nanrong’s Anbei Army.

I'm afraid that you, the leaders of the righteous path, won't even see a hair of Wang Nanrong. You will be dragged in front of the army and beheaded as a public display, and your Taoist lineage will be directly destroyed by Wang Nanrong.

Therefore, I will wait in the underworld, waiting for you, the leaders of the righteous path, to kneel down and beg Master Black Mountain to beg me in the future. Today, I will not continue to waste your time here, woo ha..."

With wild laughter, the Black Scythe Right Envoy turned into a ball of ghostly energy and disappeared into the Fengtian Palace.

Although the righteous people who were mocked by the Black Scythe Right Envoy turned livid, they did not take any action to stop the Black Scythe Right Envoy from mocking them.

Although they were very disgusted with the Black Mountain Demon's behavior of leading beasts to eat people and his intention to take advantage of the situation to rob.

But faced with a powerful enemy, they ultimately did not have the courage to confront each other.

The fat monk Guangliang looked around the Fengtian Hall and said slowly: "The Black Mountain Old Demon intends to lead beasts to eat people, and everyone present here must not agree to it.

Otherwise, the world will turn into a ghost country. By then, even if we are lucky enough to win against Yan State, we will only be making wedding dresses for that Black Mountain old demon.

In addition, the Black Mountain Old Demon's evil ambition must be guarded against, since it dared to ask the Black Scythe Right Envoy to propose human compensation as the price for asking it to dispatch the Yin soldiers.

Then it will definitely not give up this plan so easily. As human beings, we should do what we should do and not do what we shouldn’t do.”

In response to the fat monk Guangliang's words, the leaders of the righteous sect present, no matter what they thought in their hearts, nodded in agreement at this moment.
As righteous leaders, their stance cannot change.

“Master Guangliang is right. As human beings, we should do what we should do and not do what we should not do.

Here, I, Gu Yanwu, swear in the name of the headmaster of Yuelu Academy that if anyone in this hall dares to lead beasts to eat people, don’t blame me for turning my ruler against you.”

As scholars among scholars, the disciples of the four Confucian academies still have some conscience that has not been eaten by dogs.

After expressing his position, Yuelu Academy Principal Gu Yanwu continued: "In addition, regarding how to deal with Wang Nanrong.

After being reminded by the Black Scythe Right Envoy, an immature idea suddenly occurred to me, and I want to share it with everyone for discussion.

Although the Black Mountain Old Demon came together with us for various reasons and embarked on the road of jointly resisting Wang Nanrong.

But it is a different kind of ghost cultivator after all. If it is not of our race, its heart must be different. So, let this different kind of Black Mountain Old Demon die with Wang Nanrong!"

"Kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

There was no need for Gu Yanwu to explain it in detail, as some people in the Fengtian Hall had roughly guessed what Gu Yanwu was thinking.

"That's right. It's a strategy of killing with a borrowed knife. We use the knife of the Anbei Army to kill the alien Black Mountain Old Demon, and by the way, use the Black Mountain Old Demon's life to delay the Anbei Army's support for Wang Nanrong."

Gu Yanwu's words made everyone in the hall's eyes light up. If they could get rid of Wang Nanrong and kill the Black Mountain Old Demon at the same time, that would be perfect.

"It is indeed a good plan to kill someone by borrowing a knife, but the key is how this plan is implemented.

Wang Nanrong is not a fool, and we cannot mobilize the Anbei Army under his command. The Black Mountain Old Demon is even more powerful. It is difficult, difficult, difficult!"

After carefully considering the current situation, some people began to doubt whether the plan of killing someone with a borrowed knife could succeed.

We are not fools. It is easy to say that someone is killing someone with a borrowed knife, but it is difficult to implement it.

In response to other people's doubts, Gu Yanwu confidently stroked his beautiful beard and said, "We can't reach out to Wang Nanrong and the Anbei Army, but it's not certain for the Black Mountain Old Demon!

On the surface, the Black Mountain Old Demon is the current lord of the underworld, but the underworld is even more vast than our human world.

Can it really control every inch of the Ming Realm? That is something that the underworld couldn't do when it still existed."

Having said this, the smart people present immediately guessed what Gu Yanwu had come up with.

"Indeed, we are too rigid. Because of the separation of Yin and Yang, Wang Nanrong and the Black Mountain Old Demon will not immediately draw their swords and fight each other for no reason.

However, if we send the Black Mountain Old Demon and the underworld under its control directly to the territory of Yan State and to Wang Nanrong, I don’t believe that the two of them can continue to live in peace! "

“To achieve this goal, we only need to build a passage connecting the Yin and Yang worlds on the territory of Yan State.

When the little ghosts in the underworld smell the scent of the world of the living, they will definitely follow their instincts and rush towards the human world in search of blood food.

At that time, as long as the channel connecting the Yin and Yang worlds is not broken in the first time, the number of ghosts from the underworld pouring into the world of the living will rapidly expand like a snowball.

The evil soldiers and little ghosts are cannon fodder that we can easily destroy, but except for the seven extremely powerful Anbei troops under Wang Nanrong, it is difficult for other armies in the world to wipe out the evil soldiers and little ghosts in an organized manner.

As a leader, in order to prevent the evil spirits from harming the territory, Wang Nanrong will certainly mobilize the Anbei Army to suppress them.

Once the seven Anbei armies come into battle with the endless number of evil spirits, the situation will begin to tilt in our favor.

At that time, as long as everyone present here is willing to work together and show their strength, even if Wang Nanrong has great abilities, he will not be able to defeat the power we represent."

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Xuzhou, an important city of Yan State.

Tens of thousands of iron-blooded troops, fully armed and equipped, are ready for battle.

In front of this iron-blooded army, a gate of yin energy stretching for dozens of miles is swallowing up an endless stream of evil spirits and monsters.

Those evil spirits, ghosts and goblins that came to the human world through the gate of Yin Qi were very afraid of the iron army not far ahead.

But after greedily taking a breath of the air of the world, he immediately put aside his worries.

This is the human world!

The blood food is weak and numerous!
Compared to the harsh environment of the netherworld where no birds lay eggs, this place is heaven. They finally came to the human world, and they want to die in the human world.

Looking at the strange-looking monsters at the Yin Qi Gate, the Anbei Army soldiers who were on high alert drew their weapons.

Today, as long as there is one person among them still alive, none of these evil spirits in front of them will be able to leave here alive.

The tragic massacre of thousands of ghosts in Cangzhou a few days ago must never happen again in the territory of Yan State.

"All soldiers, listen up. For the sake of glory, kill all these ghosts in front of you."

"Wind, strong wind."

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With the loud sound of military bugles, the Sixth Army of the Anbei Army, which had experienced blood and fire, launched an attack on the endless stream of ghosts and goblins in front of them like a tide.

Under the surging military evil spirit, the first wave of evil spirits that rushed out of the Yin Qi gate were instantly beaten to death.

But before the soldiers of the Sixth Army of the Anbei Army could catch their breath, a second batch of evil spirits, even more numerous than the first wave, rushed out of the Yin Qi Gate again.

Faced with the almost endless number of ghosts and monsters in the Yin Qi Gate, the soldiers of the Sixth Army of the Anbei Army were like tireless machines, drawing their guns, putting away their spears, drawing their swords and cutting their blades.

One after another, ghosts fell under the blades of the Sixth Army, and the remaining resentful evil spirit after the ghosts were killed almost filled the entire sky.

Inside Xuzhou City, in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, two men took in all of this through the water mirror in front of them.

"Mr. Baiyue, what do you think about the Yin-Yang Channel?" The old man sitting in the main seat took a sip of the tea in his hand and asked the man sitting to his lower left.

Xu Baiyue did not give a direct answer to the old man's question.

After measuring the situation in the water mirror, he slowly replied: "Based on the situation in the water mirror, if we don't take action, the final winners should be those ghosts and monsters.

After all, their numbers are ten or a hundred times greater than the Sixth Army. If we take action, the casualties of the Sixth Army should be limited.

The plans of the mob in the south could at most disgust the King of Yan. The Yin-Yang channels that they had opened with great effort could not cause any harm to the King of Yan and the State of Yan.

Therefore, if you don't want to be questioned by His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, Senior Zhuge had better work together with Baiyue to stop this farce."

Zhuge Wulong smiled and asked, "Young friend Baiyue, do you really think highly of our prince and the Anbei Army?
You have to know that the ones who made the move were the most powerful and top sects in the land of Jiuzhou."

Xu Baiyue was not angry at Zhuge Wulong's ridicule: "Senior, although you are not from the Four Academy of Confucianism.

But his knowledge is so extensive that he is almost the best in the world. I think you should have known about luck."

"Of course I understand the concept of luck. The simplest manifestation of a person with luck is that no matter what he does, he will be successful."

Speaking of this, Zhuge Wulong carefully reviewed Wang Nanrong's current identity and situation.

Then he suddenly realized that this King of Yan, who was about to rule the whole country, might really have great luck.

"It seems that it would be better for us to destroy the Yin-Yang Channel as soon as possible. If the Sixth Army suffers too many casualties, King Yan will be distressed."

Just as Zhuge Wolong and Xu Baiyue were quietly discussing with each other, above the towering mountains on both sides of Taoye Ferry in Shuzhou.

The representatives from various sects who had been discussing for a long time in the Fengtian Hall of Da Qi gathered together again.

Looking at the huge waves surging above Taoye Ferry, everyone present couldn't help but become nervous: It's coming, and it depends on now whether they can preach freely or their orthodoxy will disappear.

In Sanmenxia, ​​Ding Hai, who had just inspected Sichuan and wiped out all the evildoers in the territory of Sichuan, looked at the intelligence that had just been sent to him with a gloomy look in his eyes.

The Yin-Yang Passage in Cangzhou had just been closed by his subordinates, and another underworld passage appeared in Xuzhou.

Those sectarian figures under Ning Caichen's control will never stop causing trouble. Do you really think he can't guess their little thoughts?

Why do Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism open the yin and yang channels everywhere?

After the first passage was opened, Ding Hai had already guessed what they were thinking when the Fourth Army of the Anbei Army was delayed in its march south by those evil spirits.

Ding Hai, who had always wanted to find out the details of the Black Mountain Demon, took advantage of the situation and did as they wished.

But what both sides never expected was that the Black Mountain Old Demon was really good at hiding.

So far, nearly one million evil spirits have died at the hands of the Anbei Army, but the Black Mountain Demon has not shown any signs of showing up.

Since the Black Mountain Demon has not shown up, Ding Hai cannot act alone and can only let the matter go. He tells the Anbei Army to be more cautious and kill any evil spirits they encounter to prevent the world from becoming a hell.

Ding Hai, who was furious, stood on the bow of the speeding boat with nowhere to vent his anger. Then something happened that he never expected.

In the area covered by his spiritual consciousness, dozens or even a hundred spiritual souls with powerful auras appeared.

After a quick thought, Ding Hai guessed the origin of these spirits.

Someone wanted to use a decapitation tactic to take the life of the King of Yan.

This, this... this is so good.

Ding Kai, who had long lost interest in playing hide-and-seek, was not angry about the siege by Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. At this moment, he just wanted to deal with these people as soon as possible and achieve unification.

Stirring up the magic power in his body, Ding Hai let out a long roar and shouted, "You three villains, come to me and die..."

The special geographical environment of Sanmenxia makes Ding Hai's long roar sound like thunder in the ears of people from various sects lurking in Taoye Ferry.

"Discovered!"

"What should we do? Fight or flee?"

"There is no way back now. Kill."

Although everyone present had different thoughts, they were united for once in front of their great enemy Ding Hai.

'The sky and earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law, the time rides on six dragons, and the thunder obeys the command - the thunder of heaven descends to the world.'

'The three mountains and five peaks obey my orders, the gods of the eight directions respect my will, the heaven and earth move, and the heaven and earth are sealed - the Supreme Lord Laojun is as urgent as the law.'

'I invite the Emperor of Ziwei in the sky, I invite the Great Lord of Rescue, I invite the Grandmaster to possess me - the infinite stars in the sky will fall.'

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Nearly a hundred magical powers resisted the oppressive feeling brought by Ding Hai, and each of them suddenly used their own methods.

And all these spells that were enough to destroy the world were ultimately directed at one person, Ding Hai, who walked slowly to the front of the official ship.

Looking at the various colorful spells blooming in the sky in front of him, Ding Hai looked extremely indifferent.

Don’t be fooled by the grandness of these magic spells. In fact, in Ding Hai’s eyes, this is just a different kind of fireworks show at most.

In a world where great power belongs to oneself, numbers are no longer the main factor in determining victory or defeat.

So, facing the nearly one hundred large fireworks that were about to fall on him, Ding Hai slowly stretched out his right hand and reached forward to grab them.

Nearly a hundred spells with terrifying names and dazzling sound effects fell into Ding Kai's palm like young birds returning to their nests.

This scene not only stunned the Yan State officials who followed Ding Hai, but also made the people from the sects who were ambushing at Taoye Ferry drop their jaws.

"Is this a great magical power similar to the World in the Sleeve or some other great magical power? No, Wang Nanrong can destroy our full-strength attack in his palm without changing his expression.

Even if he hasn't become an immortal yet, he might have the ability to defeat the immortals now!" The monk Guangliang's fat face was pale at this moment.

"Even if he becomes an immortal, so what? Are our three Taoist sects, four Confucian academies, and six Buddhist schools really powerless to fight against him?
The heritage left by our ancestors, why wait any longer? Have we miscalculated the Black Mountain Old Demon?
If the situation gets out of control again, we will really have to be the vanguard for the king." Seeing that everyone present was wavering, the headmaster of Yuelu Academy immediately shouted loudly to wake up his teammates.

Influenced by the president of Yuelu Academy, many people present regained their fighting spirit.

By now, their three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism have already reached a point where they have nowhere to retreat.

If, at the beginning...

Ugh!
Suppressing the regret in their hearts, the heads of the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism each took out the cards they had prepared long ago.

In order to strengthen everyone's confidence, the headmaster of Yuelu Academy took the lead in uniting his fellow disciples in the academy and activated the trump card in his hand.

"A painting of rivers and mountains stretching for dozens of miles appeared above the river, accompanied by a roar from the headmaster of Yuelu Academy.

As the painting of vast rivers and mountains unfolded, a terrifying suction force emanated from the painting.

The terrifying suction force seemed to swallow up everything within its coverage area and turn it into a piece of ink in the vast landscape.

Faced with the terrifying suction force from the Wanli Jiangshantu, Ding Hai was naturally safe and sound, but the fleet following behind him was in danger of capsizing.

Except for the official ship under Ding Hai's feet, the rest of the official ships had been sucked free from the constraints of gravity and were slowly thrown towards the vast landscape of rivers and mountains in the sky.

"Immortal-level power? The three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are interesting?" Ding Hai rarely gave the painting "A Vast River and Mountains" a smile, which was a respect for the strength of the creator of the painting.

However, Ding Hai had no intention of sitting back and waiting to be tied up.

This vast landscape was not able to keep him at bay.

"Zha!" Ding Hai's way to break the deadlock was still a long roar.

However, compared to his previous ordinary shouting, his long roar was infused with a hint of Taoist mystery.

Although there is only this trace of innate sound, it is enough to break the map of vast rivers and mountains.

The vast rivers and mountains in the picture of Wanli Jiangshan were turned into ink dust the first time they came into contact with the sound of the word "zhā".

After the Map of Mountains and Rivers was shattered, all the people in Yuelu Academy who controlled the Map of Mountains and Rivers suffered backlash and severe damage.

The headmaster of Yuelu Academy, who was at the head of the group, even suffered a Taoist injury, and the literary energy he had cultivated for over a hundred years vanished in an instant.

If the other people present had not seen the danger and quickly fed him some miraculous elixir, the headmaster of Yuelu Academy, who had lost all his cultivation, would have died on the spot.

"The thief is very powerful, let's all work together to avoid being defeated one by one by him."

Upon seeing this, the people from the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism immediately threw away all the little thoughts in their hearts.

'The Tathagata of the West is here, Namo Amitabha.'

'The universe is without end, the sword technique of heaven and earth is supreme, all swords return to their origin.'

'The blood and loyalty of the emperor will be recorded in history.'

'I cultivate my great and upright spirit.'

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Twelve earth-shaking auras suddenly appeared in the world, and the river scene of Taoye Ferry was instantly crushed.

In Xuzhou, Zhuge Wulong and Xu Baiyue, who were casting a spell to close the passage to the underworld, turned their heads and looked towards Shu.

"Oh no, my king is in trouble." Zhuge Wulong is one of the few senior officials in the Anbei Army who knows the whereabouts of Ding Hai.

He used his literary mind to sense where the incident occurred and immediately deduced that his prince had been ambushed.

"Contrary to your opinion, I think the opportunity for Yan to unify the world is right before our eyes."

In the underworld, the Black Mountain Demon who was devouring the blood in front of him raised his ferocious head.

Its gaze seemed to penetrate the boundary between the Yin and Yang worlds and saw Taoye Ferry, which was on the verge of a tense situation.

"Bald donkey, big nose, hypocrite, I finally confronted that guy. It's worth it that I have endured it for so long.

Haha...hahaha, no matter who wins this battle, I'm afraid they will suffer serious damage.

At that time, it will be my turn, Master Heishan, to come out and pacify the world. The emperor will take turns, and it will be my turn tomorrow.

If I’m lucky, I might be able to touch the emperor’s throne, then hahaha…”

Thinking of the happy thing, the Black Mountain Old Demon laughed unscrupulously. After laughing, he stretched out his huge ghost claws and grabbed a ghost general guarding outside the hall.

As one of the ghost generals who was guarding the Black Mountain Demon closely, this ghost general knew what he was about to face: "Master Black Mountain, please spare my life! Master Black Mountain, please spare my life!
I am just a ghost general, it has a mixed smell and tastes really bad, the tree demon just sent a ghost bride, she died not long ago, she must taste delicious...ah ah!! "

Licking his lips with his fishy tongue, the Black Mountain Demon said with an unpleasant expression, "You are unwilling to die for me, your master, and you still swear to be loyal to me.

The subordinates I have now are just like a bunch of weasels, each one is worse than the last. I really miss Suku Jielang and Heikama.

If you want to rebel against me, you can show it directly on your face, which saves me a lot of worry!"

Hearing the Black Mountain Old Demon's sigh, all the ghost soldiers and generals guarding around the hall shrank their heads and acted like turtles.

He was afraid that he would accidentally upset the Black Mountain Demon and lose his life for no reason.

(End of this chapter)