Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, I Build Hell Town Human World

The voice of inquiry resounded in the ears of many Die Xian.

Thousands of Yin soldiers and densely packed Rakshasa ghosts formed a huge circle, enclosing all the Die Immortals.

brush brush---

Thousands of pairs of eyes, staring like copper bells at the moment, stared straight at Die Immortal Ghost Envoy and many Die Immortals.

All the Yin soldiers and Raksha ghosts showed enthusiasm and concern on their faces.

"This……"

see this scene.

Many Die Immortals were a little dumbfounded, their eyes widened, and they looked at the Yin soldiers and Raksha ghosts around them with surprise.

"This……"

"What's the situation?"

"Why are there so many ghosts?"

The Die Immortals were a little dumbfounded.

Although these Yin soldiers and Rakshasa ghosts had smiles on their faces, the look in their eyes was more fierce than the other!That gaze seemed to regard Die Xian as a fair and beautiful girl!
Worse yet...

These yin soldiers and Rakshasa ghosts are all above ghost saints!

Especially the Rakshasa ghost, whose cultivation has reached the level of the ghost emperor!

"strangeness……"

"This aura doesn't seem to be the aura of the power of merit!"

Die Immortal Ghost Messenger frowned, and suddenly said something strange.

Although the strength of these ghosts is strong, they also have more or less meritorious power.

But the Die Immortal Ghost Envoy can clearly feel it!
These breaths are definitely not the one who summoned them!
The power of virtue that summoned them...

Be bigger!

Also more pure!

suddenly!

The Die Xian ghost envoy suddenly turned his head as if he had discovered something!
Look towards a certain place in the Temple of Heaven!
I saw a figure sitting on the main seat of the hall!
That figure was wearing a dark robe and a crown on his head. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, the aura emanating from him was exactly the same as the power of merit that summoned them!
"It's you……"

"It's you!"

Die Xiangui's expression changed.

Looking at Chen Qiye's eyes, he suddenly became extremely excited!
Thinking of the huge power of merit, the ghost body of the Die Xian ghost envoy trembled slightly, and indescribable excitement and excitement permeated the whole body!
next moment!
I saw the figure of the Die Xian ghost envoy flashed and rushed towards Chen Qiye!
After all, he has already come here, how could he give up this huge merit? ?
not to mention……

There are so many ghosts around!

If he doesn't devour Chen Qiye's merits, it is impossible for him to escape from the hands of these ghosts!

The only way is to devour Chen Qiye's merits and improve his cultivation!

Thinking of this, the speed of the Die Immortal Ghost Envoy suddenly increased.

The pitch-black ghost hand ruthlessly grabbed Chen Qiye who was sitting on the main seat.

"give me……"

"Your merit!!"

The shrill howl of ghosts resounded in the hall.

At this moment, Die Xian's excitement has reached its peak!

Hei Wuchang came out suddenly.

The mourning stick in his hand slammed towards the head of Die Xian Ghost Envoy!
"boom---"

"Ow!!"

As soon as the stick went down, the ghost envoy of Die Immortal let out a mournful howl.

His whole ghost was directly hammered to the ground, his limbs sprawled like a dead bastard, his body twitched violently, and the ghost energy around him was quite loose.

A mouthful of thick black blood spewed out directly from the mouth of Die Xian Guishi!
"hiss……"

Seeing this scene, the Die Immortals around took a deep breath, with disbelief in their eyes.

Their Lord Ghost Messenger is at the peak of the Ghost Sacred Realm!
Even among all the subordinates of the Water Ghost Emperor, he is also one of the top three masters!

Such an existence was actually smashed to the ground with a blow?

But as everyone knows...

At this moment, the ghost envoy of Die Xian was even more shocked!
He could feel the turbulent energy emanating from Heiwuchang's mourning stick!
This energy seems to be able to suppress his ghost energy!
The severe pain seemed to tear his soul apart!

"No...impossible..."

"I'm a ghost saint realm..."

"I must have been careless just now!"

"This time, I will definitely not let him hit!!"

The Die Xian Gui Envoy roared angrily.

Using all the strength in his body, he rushed towards Chen Qiye and Hei Wuchang again!
His killing intent was a hundred times more terrifying than just now! !

Heiwuchang frowned.

The mourning stick in his hand swung fiercely again!
"Boom boom boom..."

The pitch-black mourning stick pressed down on the air and hammered hard, a terrifying aura permeated from the mourning stick, and the turbulent evil spirit made Die Xiangui's face change suddenly!
"Fuck!"

"Half-step ghost fairy?"

A shocked voice came from the mouth of the Die Immortal Ghost Envoy.

He never imagined that this black-faced killing god was actually a half-step ghost?
What the fuck is this concept? ?

Even the Water Ghost Emperor, I'm afraid he doesn't even have the cultivation base of a half-step Ghost Immortal, right? ?
However, it was too late for the Die Immortal Ghost Envoy to be shocked, the next moment his body was hammered to the ground again, and the ghost body convulsed violently.

Hei Wuchang stretched out two fingers, and twisted the Die Xian Gui Envoy who had been hammered until only a thin piece was left. After shaking his face with disgust, he asked Chen Qiye: "Your Majesty, what is going on with this guy?" deal with?"

"Old rules, leave it to Cui Yu for trial."

Chen Qiye said lightly.

Hearing this, Hei Wuchang nodded respectfully.

Then he kept the ghost envoy of the Die Immortal and walked towards the Hall of Judges.

But before leaving, Hei Wuchang's ferocious gaze still cast a fierce glance at the rest of Die Xian.

Just a glance...

All the Die Immortals were frightened out of their wits, their grimaces distorted in horror.

thump!
thump!
The sound of kneeling down continued one after another.

Many of the Die Xian present were so frightened by Hei Wuchang's eyes that they sat down on the ground.

Chen Qiye waved his sleeves.

The Yin soldiers around immediately understood.

They pulled out the soul chains one after another, and tied up all the Die Immortals present.

And these Die Immortals had been frightened into frightened birds long ago, and they didn't even dare to resist, so they could only let the Yin soldiers take them to the Palace of Judges.

……

late at night.

In the country of Ming Dynasty.

Four young people are sitting at a table with serious faces.

There is a piece of yellow paper and a plate on the table.

Four white candles were standing on the corners of the table, exuding pale light.

"Say..."

"Are you all ready?"

A burly young man swallowed, and asked a few companions beside him.

Hearing this, the companions nodded cautiously.

Then he stretched out his hand and lightly pressed it on the plate.

The anxious and expectant voices of the four people sounded in the room at the same time: "Die Xian Di Xian, please come out..."

"Dixian Dixian, please come out..."

After a few minutes.

The surroundings are still extremely peaceful.

Not to mention Die Xian, not even the slightest bit of Yin Feng appeared.

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, everyone frowned, with doubts in their eyes.

"Strange, where is Die Xian?"

"Brother Wang, didn't you say that Die Xian's summoning is 100% effective?"

"Why isn't there even a shadow of a ghost?"

"No...it shouldn't be."

Brother Dong frowned, and said: "I heard from others that this dish fairy is indeed 100% effective! Could it be that there is something wrong with our operation?"

"How about... try again?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

Then he continued to reach out and pressed on the plate.

At the same time, he said: "Di Xian Di Xian, please come out..."

However, after a few minutes.

The surroundings were still extremely calm, and not even a ghost appeared.

Everyone frowned.

Do not believe in evil!
Keep trying!

"Disc Immortal, Disc Immortal..."

However, the result was the same as before, Die Xian still did not appear!

Everyone continued to try...

……

After half an hour.

Several people have tried hundreds of times, and their arms are a little numb.

Brother Wang stood up straight away and slammed the plate on the table to the ground!

"Grass fucking!"

"Which dog told me that Die Xian is [-]% effective?"

"I will believe in Die Xian in the future, I am a dog!!"

The rest of the young people also raised their feet one after another, and trampled on the yellow paper on the ground, as if they were venting their dissatisfaction.

this night.

Things like this happened almost everywhere in Ming Dynasty.

As sheets of yellow paper were torn, plates were smashed one by one.

The word "Die Xian" also seemed to have completely become the past of the Ming Dynasty, and was thrown into the garbage dump along with those yellow papers and dinner plates.