Yama Rising Chapter 704: : Mountain God Playing Drums (2)

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After saying this, it sighed softly, ignoring Qin Ye, muttering words, and as its words appeared one by one, countless yin symbols spread under its feet, and butterflies fell in all directions, Qin Ye was stunned. Found that the earth began to tremble.

It is like a low-level earthquake. In contrast, the voice of Di listens is getting louder and louder, like a thunder: "...something is mixed, born innate. I am lonely and lonely, independent and not changing, and walking in weeks but not dying. ……"

The Yin Fu Ruoquan, immersed in the entire mountain, and the vibration of the mountain became more intense. A few minutes later, it had turned into a tsunami-like roar. In all directions, countless thick mists surged onto the top of the mountain, and the tide came toward them. After hearing Di Di, "Open!" Qin Ye clearly felt the difference.

"The door to tearing the world has opened." Di Ting walked forward: "Follow me, go in from here, and this is where King Zhao Gui is."

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This is an ordinary village.

If you have to say different, it's location.

This village is located on the top of the mountain.

Look down from here, below the vast sea of ​​fog. And... this mountain is a unique peak.

There is no way down.

The village is very old. There are wooden houses from Ming and Qing dynasties everywhere. They are very dilapidated and many of them collapsed. The ground is covered with dust, all kinds of weeds have grown to human knees, abandoned carts, chairs, and farming tools are everywhere, and the whole village reveals a dead and deserted atmosphere.

Originally there was no one here, but now there are seven people gathered in the center of the village. They have thin faces, ragged clothes and shawl hair, and they look like prisoners who have been in exile for several years.

But...everyone of them has a weak innocence, the weak have not yet started, and the strongest... even have a soul-stuck level.

It's 4:55, and no one spoke. Their faces were dignified and surrounded back to back, their bodies trembling slightly, and their teeth were shaking.

"It's coming..." One of the middle-aged men with a brown face said with a fluttering voice: "He...he is coming soon..."

He didn't say too much, as if all the strength in his body was saved. And a teenager in his early twenties next to him gritted his teeth and said: "He...every day...looks less human than before...I, I don't want to die..."

His voice was sobbing. However, no one answered him.

I can’t eat enough, where is the kung fu talking?

Boom!

At this moment, the entire mountain shook, and the sound of war drums shook the sky, as if under the thick fog of a single peak, thousands of horses gathered together!

"Kill!!" With a shout, the sea of ​​fog was surging. Jin Ge iron horse, shouting to kill the sky, the terrifying murderous aura, even the people on the top of the mountain were blown up and danced, and their breathing almost stopped. In the next second, thousands of horses galloped and slammed from all directions!

Rumble! The horseshoe shook the sky and rushed all the way to the periphery of the village entrance. The grass and trees in the village rattled and swayed wildly. A woman opened her mouth slightly and tremblingly said: "Come in...they advanced half a meter again!!"

Her chapped lips are about to bite and bleed: "At most two months...they will be able to rush into the Martyrs' Shrine...we...will definitely die by then!"

"Die..." An old man, with only numbness on his face, sighed slightly and looked towards the sky: "We should have died...Aren't we half dead now? Ha ha ha... After so many years, we are dead. What is the difference? If we have the courage to commit suicide, we will still stand here?"

Some are optimistic, some are courageous, and naturally some are sad.

He stared at the surroundings with a desperate heart, how shocked when he first came in, but now, there is only endless horror.

The monster in the Shrine of the Martyrs... is simply inhuman. No

Let them go and don't kill them, but instead give them food and water. After so many years, he has been completely numb.

Perhaps... it's not bad to let the monsters outside come in?

He didn't even mention infuriating resistance. He only listened to the outside air screaming to kill the sky, not knowing what to fight with. But his gaze looked around calmly, and just when he was about to withdraw his gaze, he was suddenly stunned.

The next moment, he rubbed his eyes suddenly and looked there in disbelief. The mouth grew in an instant, his lips trembled, and he pointed in a direction, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything. Only the voice of "Ah...ah, ah!"

"Lao Li, what's the matter with you?" A man beside him turned his head and looked at him in amazement. Old Li opened his mouth as if he had a stroke, but he pointed his hand desperately to a place. The short breath became more and more rapid. However, the man followed his hand and looked over, and he was immediately stunned.

Two seconds later, he suddenly screamed: "Look! Here! Here! Look!"

This time everyone turned their heads and looked around. In the thick fog outside, a figure appeared at some point. Slowly walked over.

Someone?

Newcomer?

Everyone glanced at each other, and even the numb Lao Li had boundless hope in his eyes. In an instant, only heavy breathing remained in this village, and several eyes stared at the figure. A few seconds later, a teenager holding a dog calmly appeared in his vision.

As soon as he appeared, everyone sighed, and Old Li fell to the ground with a wry smile as if his bones were removed, "I knew... another... another one! Yeah... How can the Investigation Department send the highest combat power to save us?"

There is no sound. Only the ground is sad.

Qin Ye hugged Di listen and walked slowly in front of everyone. No one looked at him as if he had accepted his fate. He smiled: "You are still alive. Human vitality is really tenacious."

"Do you know us?" A young man in his twenties with a disheveled smirk and sighed, resting his hands on the ground and staring blankly at the sky: "The new investigator of the Investigation Office? You are unlucky. Well... take this task, but a few months later there will be an extra funeral."

The others ignored Qin Ye at all.

Qin Ye didn't bother to talk nonsense with them. The Yan Luoyin fragments transformed the Yin Qi and hid their strength. Of course, the other party would not think that he could save them at his age. He looked around and raised his eyebrows calmly.

What's in the dense fog...?

A lot...the number is terrible, at least more than 100,000, and individual is not strong, but I don't know how to form a force. Constantly impacting the barrier here.

At the same time... there is also a powerful and heart-trembling Yin Qi here!

In the innermost part of the village!

"Brother Zhao...I finally found you..." He licked his lips and walked towards the village.

"Are you looking for death?" Just after taking a step, Lao Li's dead sky said dull and hoarsely: "Treasure life, child, there is a monster who is afraid that the highest combat power is not an opponent...He It’s the mountain **** of the mountains of Malaysia... huh... just go if you want to die."

Qin Ye didn't care about them at all. Looking from here, there was a dilapidated building at the end, with only one road. The building was no longer visible, and even the three characters "Heroes' Shrine" hanging on it were in dilapidated condition. It is surrounded by weeds and cobwebs. And the suffocating yin air came out from within.

Wow...As he took a step towards the Martyrs’ Shrine, the bricks on the ground shook wildly. The farther you go, the more the bricks vibrate, and the woodcarving people just now all turned their heads and looked at Qin Ye in disbelief.

This road... it's not that they haven't walked.

But...no one caused this change!

Yes, change.

In this dead place, in this blind hell, any changes are exciting.

"Little brother..." A middle-aged man stood up suddenly, his lips trembling slightly: "You are..."

Boom! ! !

The yin qi in Qin Ye and Di listen completely broke out before the words came out! Like a mountain like a sea, like a star falling down, like a river bursting its bank! The surrounding houses couldn't bear this violent yin air at all, they burst!

"This is!!!" "My God! What level is this!?" "He, how old is he! This, this is definitely not a judge!! I, I, I have seen a judge! The judge can't compare to this One-thousandth!!!" "Ligui...This, this is a thousand-year-old ghost!! Monarch of Huasheng Mansion!!"

Crush! The crowd who had been numb just now jumped up instantly, all looking at Qin Ye's back in shock. The Yin Qi of Fujun and Yama erupted at the same time, and even a vortex of Yin Qi was formed around them, and even the ground began to become blurred. Qin Ye stared at the Hall of the Martyrs, just as their yin aura broke out, two golden ghost fires in the Hall of the Martyrs lit up at the same time!

"The King of Ghosts Zhao." Qin Ye bowed and bowed: "This king is here to take you home."

Boom...The majestic yin air swept the hair and clothes of everyone behind the ground straight up, and the surrounding weeds bent down nearly ninety degrees. Their faces ranged from dullness, to shock, to ecstasy, to now incredible.

Fujun...and...above the legendary Fujun...

I... can actually see this magnificent scene!

So, these two people...Fulianggui can do it themselves...for several years, they have lived with the legendary Yan Luo?

No, no, no...The most important thing is that...the result is about to come out here!

Several years of waiting, from the excitement at the beginning to the ashes in the back, the results are finally coming out today! Zhao Gui Wang? Who is that? No...not important, they...it's possible to go out! How can Fujun and Yan Luo look down on their little shrimps? Even if the opponent is a ghost, it is possible, maybe, should, will save them?

Qin Ye finished speaking for three minutes, but no one responded.

He lifted his chin toward Di Ting, Di Ting opened his mouth, and the spear head of the silver gentian spear flew out and plunged to the ground. There was a crisp tink.

"Remember it?" Qin Ye said slowly: "Your weapon, the gentian shining silver spear, as one of the six ghost kings of the underworld, how can you stay in this place?"

"You are unconscious now, it doesn't matter, the underworld has time to treat you. Let's go with the official..."

Before the words fell, the entire mountain shook with a sudden shock. With a roar, a figure suddenly rushed out of the Hall of the Martyrs. Lightning rushed in front of Qin Ye, picked up the gun, and muttered: "Liandan shines the silver gun..."

"A familiar name..."

"Why... I can't remember... Where did I... meet him?"

Qin Ye suppressed the almost screaming excitement in his heart, and stared at the opponent.

This is a man.

Moreover, he is a man with modern clothing. He wears camouflage uniforms, about 1.85 meters, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with a dangling nose and a tall body. Even camouflage uniforms cannot cover the bulging muscles of the opponent. The beautiful male, but a wild and masculine beauty full of aggressiveness.

So handsome... Qin Ye's mouth is squeezed, and the hair that is grasping the truth is tight: "This waist, this long leg, this hormone...playing with eggs... I can't close my legs when I am handsome. What to do?"

"You are more serious!" Di Ting stared at the other party: "King Zhao Gui...Sure enough...It is indeed him. Take a closer look at his eyebrows."

"Someone is taking home...what a bravery!"