The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

people,

Destined to be a weak existence,

There may be a few aliens, but after all, most of them are of that virtue,

otherwise,

Why do ghosts always like to devour human souls for fun,

That’s because the fear in their hearts is the favorite thing of ghosts.

"No, it's impossible."

Li Hanlin looked blank,

It’s hard for him to believe the words of killing ghosts, but the aura around him is indeed declining.

Why run,

Obviously won't lose,

Booming~~~

The zombies gathered around were swept away by sudden explosions, and a huge zombie appeared in front of Li Hanlin.

He is thirty feet tall, his eyes are like copper bells, and his mouth keeps venting black air.

Seems to carry endless resentment and resentment,

This is the existence of a 10,000-year-old zombie,

Even if an ordinary monk is scratched by him, he is likely to die because of the corrosive power.

Li Hanlin backed away in a hurry,

He was completely flustered, and he didn't know what to do...

Beyond the border city,

Towering mountain tops,

The elderly Yaozu ancestor is watching the battle below from top to bottom,

When he saw that many sect monks were escaping for their lives,

There was a sneer on the old face.

People, people,

You are so pitiful,

"Ancestor, only a small part of that group of human monks are fighting with ghosts, what should we do?"

"What else can we do? Our monster race is destined to gain merit in this war, and then rush to the Yin Cao Netherworld together to rank among the immortal class."

"Since their ignorant people want to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, our monster race will not let it go."

"Notify all ethnic groups and prepare to attack."

The eyes of the ancestor of the Yao race were filled with excitement,

Cultivating for thousands of years, for thousands of years of merit,

Originally, he had been selected by the Yin Cao Difu to be in the immortal class, but for the development of the ethnic group behind him, the ancestors still chose to stay.

Only he is there,

He can successfully guide other monster races to obtain merit together,

This is the concerted effort that the monster race has,

Compared with those humble human races,

They know better what they need,

Death is not terrible,

Perhaps the power of the monster race is weaker than that of the human monk, but it can obtain enough merit before dying. Even in the face of death, there is nothing to fear,

not to mention,

The Yin Cao Jifu controls the order of the Yin and Yang realms,

These monster races died for the sake of the world. After entering the cycle of reincarnation, the Yin Cao Difu will walk through the back door for them.

With the accumulated merits, after many months, they will all be in the immortal class one day,

kill,

kill,

kill,

The majestic shouting and killing were deafening, and tens of thousands of monsters erupted in the mountains with excited roars.

Regardless of the level of cultivation,

All participate in this rare battle of merit,

Got the ancestor's order,

Pouring like a mountain torrent,

Countless monsters began to rush to the battle below, blazing a path for the only remaining human monks,...

"This group of rats chose to escape for their lives!"

After Meng Gaofei killed several zombies, his body was stained with blood and he couldn't see the original appearance.

But it was the treachery of those sects that made him extremely angry.

"Don't worry about them anymore, prepare to meet the enemy!"

Asked Tianlan to open up a **** road with the sin of heaven, and barely resisted the new wave of zombies, but watching the endless wave of zombies, there was only killing in his heart.

Everything else is good,

I can’t forget the beliefs I carry on my back,

"Junior sister, join me, let's go on the road."

Heavenly Sin Sword moves,

Panic and unstoppable sword power,

Even the Millennium zombies have to avoid their edge,

And other people have their own magical powers and are not affected by other outsiders.

"Young master, there are too many zombies, why don't you withdraw first."

The sword slave surrounded Murong Yunhai in the middle,

They never thought that there would be so many sects temporarily fleeing for their lives. Now the five hundred sword slaves have died in battle, and the rest are guarded by Murong Yunhai.

The fate of their sword slaves,

Is to ensure that the young master is not harmed in any way,

Murong Yunhai did not want to retreat. This time he went down the mountain not only to follow the ancestor’s order to help other sects calm the ghost chaos, but also to prove that he had the strength to succeed Murong Mansion.

But when he saw Fang Xiaoxian and asked Tianlan and others about their real strength, he was shocked.

Murong Mansion was originally used as the land of the Qin and Jin Dynasties, the Taishan Beidou reclusive, I never thought that there would be so many powerful monks.

Every one of them far surpassed his peak of strength,

Terrible,

This reality is too difficult for people to accept,

Seeing more and more zombies around,

Even sword slaves can hardly resist the arrival of the tide.

Just at this time,

The situation has changed,

A large group of monsters who didn't know where they came from rushed over.

No matter what method they use, they are using their own way to kill zombies,

"What the **** is going on?"

Murong Yunhai stared blankly.

Even the Yaozu came to the Ten Thousand Mile Border City, what was going on.

Dead-eyed skeletons and dead-finger owlet puppets stood behind the wave of zombies and watched the changes in the battle before them.

The King of Zombie’s order is to break through here and become a springboard for him to conquer the world.

But right now, the plan was disrupted by a large group of monsters.

"Damn it."

The death finger puppet yelled angrily,

As soon as he entered the war, the surging death spirit continued to spread from his side,

The surrounding creatures except zombies were touched and killed.

As the most proud subordinate of the generals,

The dead finger puppet does not only have one identity,

Cui Yu also appeared in the Battle of Ten Thousand Miles Border City,

It’s just that Cui Yu has not intervened in this melee since other incidents such as escaping from other sects and entering the game by the demon clan appeared one after another.

Ordered to gain merit for the scale demon,

Cui Pan originally thought that the **** battle of Ten Thousand Miles Border City would be an excellent opportunity.

But now countless monster races are also desperately working hard for their merits,

If you are intervening,

It's really not so good,

Seeing the large group of blood-red scale monsters behind him, Cui Pan frowned.

What better chance is there now than this **** battle,

And Shen Lian in the Palace of the Son of Heaven is also paying attention to this melee,

His mind was placed on Murong Yunhai's body.

Young and promising, the cultivation base is not weak,

If such a person can carry the power of the fruit of the Great Dao, then he has already made up seven of them after counting the others, but he has to observe Murong Yunhai for a while.

The power of Dao Fruit is extraordinary,

Fang Xiaoxian and the six others are just a glimpse of the fruit, and they can compete against the former Seven Kings of Fairy Island.

If you give it to the wrong person, it will be a new catastrophe,

So we must carefully screen each target.

"Your Majesty, the minister is back."

In the Palace of the Son of Heaven, black and white impermanence came to Shen Lian one after another,

"How are things going?"

"The turbid qi from the outside world has basically been suppressed above Jiuxiao, but in order to ensure that there is no omission, Zhong Xing has led a hundred city gods to enlarge the scope of the barrier. I believe there will be no omissions."

"Very good, tell Zhong Kui that I will let Lu Pan replace him if he insists for a while."

Can't find a way to patch the sky,

Shen Lian could only ask the judge of the prefecture to sacrifice his merits and cooperate with the one hundred city gods to temporarily purify the turbidity outside the sky.

And when the turbid air above the Nine Heavens was checked and balanced,

The turbidity outside the sky in Taixuhai will gradually decrease, and then Lu Pan can withdraw from it.

In this way, completely resisting the turbid qi above the Nine Heavens will relieve the pressure on the Yin Cao Difu.

If only one hundred city gods were allocated, Qin Jin would lose part of the blessing of the immortal family.

Looking back at the battle of Ten Thousand Miles Border City,

The stiff monster has reached a stale state,

From dawn to dark,

It is difficult for either party to move forward,

Murong's sword slaves have all died in battle, and Murong Yunhai is the only one who is struggling to support him.

Compared to the other six people,

Murong Yunhai is just a mortal, no matter how good he is, he consumes a lot of physical energy.

Dead-eyed skeletons and dead-finger owlet puppets were constrained by the six masters,

The six-on-two situation can never be broken,