Yama Rising Chapter 702: : Wangui Mountain (2)
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He didn't think about it at all, flipped his fingers, and a talisman appeared in his hand. Just as they were about to throw it out, the last cultivator suddenly turned his head suspiciously.
He heard a sound of brushing, like falling leaves in the autumn wind.
At a glance, he suddenly saw all the talisman on the iron gate, and there was no wind at the moment! Float horizontally in the direction of the vehicle!
After that, spontaneous combustion without fire!
Swipe la la la... It's like a huge gate burning, this scene is extremely spectacular. The ashes of the burning fell like sparks. He opened his mouth in astonishment, shook his head slightly, his face full of disbelief. Then suddenly turned back. Yelled: "Special alert! Notify the branch minister immediately..."
But before the words fell, the car that was coming straight up suddenly slammed to a stop, spinning to a stop. The car door opened with a bang.
There was dead silence at the scene.
All eyes were fixed on the car door, but no one appeared. Everyone, be it an ordinary soldier or a cultivator, feels that his hair is standing upright at this moment, and all he can hear is the beating of his heart.
"No...no more..." Suddenly, a shocking voice sounded. In front of the gate, at the very center is a large colonel with two bars and four bars, looking at his hand suspiciously at this moment.
He has an extra token in his hand.
Fujun order!
"The bad guys take the people, the idleness retreats." I don't know when, there is already a young man in front of the car door, and he calmly said: "Where is the head of the special investigation and punishment of Hebei Province? See you with this officer."
Inferiority?
What a bad life?
Everyone looked at each other. There was a bit of wind on the news, but... no one has seen a bad news.
And...
Red sweater, trousers, sneakers... Is this really bad?
The colonel suppressed the fear in his heart, gritted his teeth and walked over with meticulous military salute: "How do you prove?"
Qin Ye smiled: "You are not dead, it is the best proof."
"It is indeed the best proof." Before the words fell, the two sides of the crowd separated, and a man wearing a trench coat and a military cap strode over.
He is very tall, about 1.87 meters, and more than sixty years old. His temples are white and his face is covered with scars. He looks a bit terrible, but with a military uniform, he feels extremely reliable.
"My lord..." The colonel breathed a sigh of relief: "You are finally here..."
Before he finished speaking, the man waved his hand and stared directly at Qin Ye, his eyes facing each other, no one spoke.
No one can see. The man’s hand in the windbreaker clenched almost instantaneously, and the fluff on his neck stood upside down. The moment he saw the other person, he knew...this is a mansion...
The only three highest combat power in the Chinese nation, once the netherworld comes out, it is the monarch! The boy's body was disillusioned the moment he saw him. He seemed to see a huge yin-spirit throne on which sat a man wearing a Nine Dragon robe and an emperor's crown.
Yin Qi, but completely different from Li Gui. The yin is righteous and majestic.
"Li Changkong, Minister of Special Investigation and Punishment of Hebei Province." He stretched out a hand and shook Qin Ye cautiously: "Mr. Qin?"
Qin Ye nodded slightly, and then immediately said solemnly: "Since you know my news, then I won't be too nonsense. Listen, Yang Jian must be ready to evacuate the entire county... or even the entire city at any time."
Without waiting for the other party to ask questions, Qin Ye squinted his eyes to look at the clouds-covered Da Ma Qunshan: "There...there is a delirious Yan Luo. We do have some certainty to wake him up, but... there is also the possibility of failure. "
Yam!
Li Changkong’s pupils suddenly contracted, legend has it
The pinnacle of power in the middle, the final ownership of the dead. Actually... appeared in the sun? Just in this restricted area where no one can judge the level?
He didn't doubt that, as a senior of the Special Investigation Department, they had received all the information from Qin Ye and several satellite images that appeared. The other party had never done anything to apologize to Yang Jian, and... this kind of grandiose yin aura had never been seen before, and he didn't want to doubt it.
Reluctant to doubt hope.
"This is a big deal, I will report to my superiors immediately. But...what about you?"
The corner of Qin Ye's mouth was slightly curved, and with a trace of ferocity, he touched Jingba: "So, I brought the truth."
Listen?
Li Changkong took a breath and backed away several steps. He immediately looked at the Beijing Ba, and at the same time, unconsciously opened the Yin and Yang eyes.
At the moment of opening, he seemed to see a giant dragon flying over the yellow spring, tiger head, unicorn, canine ears, dragon body, lion tail, unicorn feet...Although it was only a moment, it was like the moment of thunder in the night. , Firmly in his mind.
"Huh..." He snorted, and took a few steps back, covering his eyes.
I can't feel the Yin Qi... Is it strong enough to exceed the range of perception...
Qin Ye didn't have time to talk to him, and continued: "Once a battle breaks out here, it will be a Yama-level battle. Mortals... even if you are caught in the aftermath, it is a dead end. I'll take one step first. You can do it yourself."
Li Changkong, who had received too much impact, instinctively let himself go, facing the shocking and respectful gazes of everyone in front of him, Qin Ye didn't move the soles of his feet, drifted to the front of the door like the wind, and disappeared directly through the door.
"Sir?" As soon as he left, all the cultivators immediately surrounded Li Changkong. He shook his head and looked at the direction of the gate solemnly: "All the troops retreated 10,000 meters. The next step...waiting for my command."
"All the cultivators at the soul-holding level, follow me."
"Where to go?"
Li Changkong paused, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Yanjing. Headquarters."
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Sha...Qin Ye stepped on the ground with both feet, inside and outside the door, like heaven and hell, seeing everything in front of him, he couldn't believe the photos he saw of Da Ma Mountains.
The black, lifeless, dead garden.
The ground was covered with fallen leaves, and all the trees died. The withered leaves, accompanied by the same withered flowers and weeds, form a mottled road of the dead.
"What a terrible yin..." Qin Ye trembled slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly to look around. When I got here, I could finally feel a hint of yin. If there is no, it is indifferent, but the quality is scary!
Like lobsters and the same size pipi prawns, although the size is the same, the price is absolutely different!
He glanced over, but under this glance, his eyelids jumped fiercely.
I don't know if it was an illusion. Just now, what he saw was not a horse lying on the ground. But... a man sleeping on his side.
His face is vague, but... the yin all over his body is like a sleeping dragon. For a moment, he thought it was a Reclining Buddha in the Earth Store.
"What's wrong with you?" A dog's paw pressed against his face, he shook his head to wake up, and solemnly said: "I didn't know if I was wrong..."
He recounted what he saw, and uttered a bite.
"You read that right." Its gaze became more and more solemn: "Six-party ghost king, the strength is above the ten temple Yama. But there is no right, only the right to kill ghosts. Everyone is alive. A well-known killer. Once they are allowed to fully release their Yin Qi, this place... will soon become a prison of ten thousand ghosts."
"Although the ghost king Zhao has worked hard to restrain, he is a very strong one among the ghost kings. The speed of transforming into the prison of the ghosts will only get faster and faster! And the prison of the ghosts is between yin and yang A kind of state, referred to as the open ghost hole in the sun. All ghosts will be attached to the other side and will never be able to escape. It is like a cage."
It looked around: "The boundary between yin and yang here has begun to blur, hurry up... I have a hunch that this matter is more difficult than we thought."
Without speaking, the two rushed into the mountain. No one took the flight, it was too easy to expose the target.
Climbed over hills and forests. Soon, the mountains of Malaysia are already in sight.
This is a tourist attraction in Zhangjiakou, and the roads extend in all directions. But when they turned the mountain wall and entered the highway, Qin Ye immediately stopped.
Yinling...
Countless ghosts!
Furthermore, these yin spirits all crawled on the ground and worshiped at a certain position, dyeing the entire road white. It's like a Styx.
Qin Ye looked up, and on the road covered by the mountain peaks, other sections of the Styx could be vaguely seen. This river of yin spirits was actually full of places where the peaks could stand! More than tens of thousands!
Ten thousand ghosts worship!
"How the **** did this come from?" He took a deep breath of emotion, and looked at the ghost in the mountains and plains solemnly: "Why... as if you are kneeling down to worship the new king ascending the throne?"
DiTing grinned his teeth: "The prison of ten thousand ghosts is only the last three months...This is of course the ghosts gathered from all directions. The ghost king Zhao is the only God here. I am afraid... the whole of Zhangjiakou City's Yin Ling Capital Here... By the way! Do you remember that we didn't see other Yin spirits in Zhangjiakou City. At that time, we thought it was because there were too few supernatural events in Hebei Province and the Yin spirits had drifted away with the wind. Unexpectedly... Here!"
"The whole mountain...this is at least two hundred thousand, right?" Qin Ye said softly, looked at Di and listened: "What should I do?"
"Kill!" Di Ting licked his lips, his eyes shot fiercely: "Now they are suppressed by the breath of the ghost king and can't move. The place where they worship is where the ghost king Zhao is!"
"This is our roadblock and our signpost."
"I won't make a move." It took a few steps back, and looked at Qin Ye deeply: "I can give my full strength for ten minutes at the most. I must leave it to King Zhao Gui. I was seriously injured, and he lost his mind. Maybe he could tie. . On the way...I will leave it to you."
Qin Ye nodded, and with a wave of his hand, Fu Junling appeared in the palm of his palm with a cloud of sky.
Of course he knows how to use it.
The stick teaching of the second generation of Yama for several months is not white teaching. He also knows that from now on, the weapon of the evil will not change. And the current weapon when Yin Qi is input to the highest point, it will completely awaken the inner spirit, and it will be in an edged state at any time. Moreover, it will show the true shape.
Inferior weapons are only in appearance, and their characteristic shapes vary with the inferior weapons they hold. This is the most significant distinction between high-level and other negative differences. To put it simply, low-level and middle-level yin differences still need to look at weapons, while high-level yin differences have reached the point where plucking leaves hurts people.
As long as it fits you, it’s good, you don’t have to care about the shape of the material.
Looking at the endless yin spirits ahead, he quickly formed seals with both hands. As the yin tactics became more and more complicated, the yin qi gushed out like a river bursting a bank. The whole body's clothes, beards and hair are dancing straight up. There was a sigh of contentment in the palace order, and the next second...a scarlet eye suddenly opened the center of the shield token, overlooking the endless Yin Ling Styx.
"Open!!" As his hands were put together, the mansion immediately turned black light, and bright red cracks appeared, engulfing a radius of 100 meters in the black curtain!