Yama Rising Chapter 685: : Game of Thrones (1)
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Ulaanbaatar was dark, ghosts danced wildly, and death came to the world. However, outside of Ulaanbaatar, a huge car was thrown out and sprinted across the Mongolian land.
The one pulling the cart is a huge hydra, probably ten meters high and fifteen meters long, with pale ghost fires burning in the nine heads. It is obviously huge in size but surprisingly fast. So much so that the whole body seems to enter a state of yin and yang shuttle, and while running, the endless yin Qi flies back.
It was pulling a golden car, and the car was covered with a layer of black cloth. It was not clear what material it was, and it was completely isolated from the atmosphere. On the four wheels of the car, there are four skeletons in the center, which are connected by chains, turning almost into an afterimage. On the car body, countless Yin Fu continuously emerged.
In front of it, a knight with a cloak rode a horse, and the cloak that was constantly lifted up was flying in the wind and fury. It can be clearly seen that this is exactly Peter the Great! One of the three death gods of Russia!
On both sides and behind it, there are a hundred ghosts dressed in red cloaks, holding spears and round shields, and dressed as knights. All of them are submerged in the ghost fire. Their trunks and limbs are out of touch. However, everyone is an official judge!
Around them are tens of thousands of cavalry, wearing golden court armor. A huge shield in his right hand and a short sword on his waist. Anyone who is familiar with Russian underworld military knows that this is the famous Queen's Guards! But now, they can only be ranked at the outermost periphery.
Peter pressed his cloak lightly. For unknown times, he looked back, his eyes hot.
Resentful Soul Crystal...One thousand nine hundred catties!
The results were beyond expectations! This is the biggest crystal mine of resentment in history! As long as it enters the borders of the Russian underworld, everything will be solved.
"Hurry up." His voice was hoarse, and he turned his head to take the lead. And the coachman has gritted his teeth: "It has moved forward at full speed... The'Death Skull' pulling the cart can't perform as fast as possible. After all... the Wraith Crystal can erase all the stigma that approaches it... It, it is very It's going to die soon..."
"Accelerate!" Rumyantsev followed Peter, his voice without hesitation: "Now he has entered Selenga Province. In the past, it was the Republic of Buryatia. The First Army of the Russian Underworld is in front! There are three more The legion has been assembled. The Tsar is waiting for us there. Forty million soldiers condensing the army...As long as they reach Lake Baikal, everything will be settled!"
At that time... we will be able to cross the gates of forbidden countries!
"Sukhbaatar, the last city in Selenga Province, has another head of death. There are also 30,000 guards. Even if this group of people die, they have to arrive for me. Sukhbaatar!"
"Yes!"
There was no sound from the team, and the silent dignity gripped all the evil souls. This is probably the most important and boldest decision made by the Russian underworld in a thousand years. Everyone's nerves are as tight as a steel wire, and there is no interest in chatting.
Rumyantsev reined his horse, the skeletal warhorse rushed to Peter the Great silently, and solemnly said: "Your Excellency, the previous super-limit level conflict in the direction of Ulaanbaatar..."
"Don't ask, don't care." In the eye sockets of Peter the Great's skull, a wildfire ignited a full meter high, like the soul of the entire team. He stared at the front, and now, he only has the will to go forward, go forward, and continue forward.
Something big happened in Ulaanbaatar...
This is something that both he and Rumyantsev know well. The eruption of yin qi beyond the limit is the rule of measurement for the underworld. Unless the five duke-level death gods make all their efforts to break the boundary of yin and yang. And Ulaanbaatar... there is only one death **** Ekaterina the Great.
Even if you count the truth listening, count Aristotle's special
Counselors, where did the five come from?
Sure enough...Hua Guo Jifu was never a good fool, but...
His eyes were the same, and he took another look at Cha Hu.
As long as it enters the Russian underworld, everything will be settled!
It's only a few hundred kilometers away... He turned his head, the sun was violent, but it was useless to this team. They walked between the yin and the sun, rushing on the avenue between the sun, passing pedestrians, cars, buildings, cities, and a bridge appeared dimly in front of them, and the river roared under the bridge.
Orkhon River.
He and Rumyantsev both breathed a sigh of relief, crossed here, and entered Sukhbaatar, and then the Russian satellite state Briant Republic. The dawn is here!
At this moment, he suddenly looked back.
It's not just him, Rumyantsev also looked to the rear immediately, and there, a cloud of Duke-level Yin Qi was rushing quickly.
They are familiar with this yin air.
Ekaterina the Great.
The yin wind screamed, countless ghosts were standing by, they didn't stop at all, now... even a minute is precious. Ekaterina did not shout either. Rushing towards them at full speed.
"Let's go!!" She didn't know what spell she used, so fast that she could only hear the sonic boom in the air, and with a scream, she rushed to the position of Peter the Great. The ghost fire flashed in the eyes of Peter the Great, and he said hoarsely: "What's the matter? What happened in Ulaanbaatar? You are responsible for watching China's evil spirits there, why are you here?"
"I can't help it..." Ekaterina bit her bones and teeth: "Holy Spirit..."
"What?"
"A dozen holy spirits from Africa are here! What do I think!" Ekaterina the Great's voice trembled: "Aristotle has been captured...China has indeed complied with the contract. They did not do anything. But it has inspired more than a dozen holy spirits in Africa!"
A momentary silence.
A few seconds later, Rumyantsev took a deep breath: "Heh..."
Causing disasters, driving away tigers and devouring wolves... He can't believe it at all. This is the Huaguo Mansion that used to be indifferent to life and death, and just did it when he didn't accept it?
Or... the future Hades's strategy? A sign that China's foreign policy is about to change?
He doesn't know, the only thing he knows is... now if you don't cross the border of Mongolia, everything is over.
How could this be?
Foreseeing all the endings, but misreading Fengdu, now...there is only a race against time!
"Let's go..." Peter the Great burst into yin air in his teeth, and suddenly shouted: "At all costs! Before full speed..."
Just now!
The world seems to have lost its voice.
Peter the Great stopped abruptly and looked around in shock. Immediately afterwards, hundreds of kilometers of land nearby began to tremble slightly.
In the sky, countless yin air surrounds from all directions. Behind the clouds seemed to hide huge monsters, covering the earth with shadows. Then...
Boom boom boom! !
A dozen huge figures, accompanied by a soaring cloud, crashed down on the earth! Endless darkness followed one after another, enclosing a hundred li as the forbidden zone of death, the realm of no light.
The majestic Yin Qi is like a mountain like a sea. Peter the Great, who just rushed to the top of the bridge, suddenly tightened the horse's rein. Not only him, but tens of thousands of yin differences were at the same time. This yin energy is so huge that it has even surpassed the Tsar! A terrifying vortex of yin has formed in the special departments of the Yang in all countries!
Beyond the boundaries, beyond the boundaries of yin and yang! More than a dozen holy spirits
The appearance of has been unprecedented in nearly a century!
"Damn!!!" Peter the Great let out a roar suddenly, the yin Qi almost turned into substance, flooding in all directions, looking forward with cracking eyes.
There is darkness all around, only the pale Orkhon Bridge extends below the foot. At the end of the bridge, two huge pale ghost fires looked at them like the sun.
There is only one... Peter the Great froze for half a second, then gritted his teeth abruptly: "Kill!!"
Now...no one can stop on this glorious road!
This success will make the Russian underworld great again!
In the lead, the bones of his whole body were suspended, and the yin in all directions formed an endless tsunami, which turned into a magnificent wave on his side, and countless bones emerged from it, erupting into a earth-shattering roar.
"It's just a holy spirit..." He rushed faster and faster, his body was torn apart, his right hand grabbed the void, and an obsidian, transparent long sword fell into his hand. With his charge, he brought up a curtain of ghost fire more than ten meters high on the ground. After that, I tried my best to stab forward!
"Also dare to stop this Duke!!"
The space in front of him is like glass, with countless cracks. The ghost fire in his eyes jumped wildly, and he shouted angrily: "Dead!!"
However, in the next second, his yin aura suddenly retracted into his body. With a scream, the split bones still kept the posture of the sword, but backed tens of meters out of thin air.
Because... just around the two ghost fires, a dozen eyes of ghost fire slowly appeared.
It's here... It's all here... How could this happen!
For an instant, infinite despair flooded his heart.
Why!
At this last distance, why did he see the dawn, but fell in the darkest hour before dawn?
"Peter the Great...It's been a long time since I saw you." Huge ghost fire eyes lit up behind the bridge, forming a huge road, the path of death. A voice came from the front leisurely: "I'm very curious, what's in your car?"
Ekaterina the Great looked up at the dark sky, hands shaking. There was still no time...In the end...They were only a step away from the door, but they could only knock their heads in front of the door.
After paying such a big price, opening up so many mineral development rights in China, now... Is it a show in return?
numb, desperate, she even wanted to faint and didn't want to see the situation below.
"It's you..." Peter the Great stared at the bridge, and a figure holding the dog and gently stroking it slowly floated from the bridge. Stand within three meters of him.
"Are you surprised?" Qin Ye smiled and looked at each other: "Or to say...The palace monarch who has been under house arrest is not worthy to talk to you, the high **** of death?"
"Qin Mansion..." These words are like slapped in the face, Peter the Great's skeleton has no expression on his face, however, his fist has already been squeezed and clicked: "What do you want?"
He gritted his teeth with a voice that can only be heard by two people, and said: "Let this time go...Russian underworld must have a generous gift! Asia still respects you!"
"Heh..." Qin Ye sneered: "I completely fulfilled the contract, and the Hua Guo Jifu did not intervene in today's affairs. What else do you have to talk to me?"
"Furthermore...I want to talk to you now, it's not me..."
Before the words fell, a figure was thrown out a hundred meters in the air, and fell in front of Peter the Great with a bang.
It was Aristotle who was unconscious and gloomy.
"Just now, the holy spirits made a vote." Qin Ye looked at each other like a dead person: "How about replacing this special advisor with the resentful soul crystal?"