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

Following Chen Qiye's order, the Great Elder's body, which looked like a frightened dog, was supported up from the left to the right by the bull's head and the horse's face.

Black iron chains locked his body, and under the pressure of the powerful force of the underworld, he couldn't move his whole body.

Subsequently.

Under the order of Chen Qiye.

The Great Elder was brought into the underworld together with the bull-headed horse-faced statue in the valley.

With the departure of Chen Qiye and the other Yin gods, the entire Mass Burial Mountain gradually returned to calm.

Without the tombs in the mountains, without the ghosts and enchantments in the Shenting, the ghostly atmosphere in the mass burials in the mountains will soon dissipate.

Its feng shui pattern will also slowly recover with the passage of time.

I believe that in a few years, this Mass Burial Mountain will return to its original beauty, with singing birds and fragrant flowers.

And just as Chen Qiye waited for the front foot to leave.

"Whoosh whoosh...!!"

In the air, there was a sudden sound of rushing through the air.

Not far away, dozens of figures suddenly flew over.

Their speed was extremely fast, and their silhouettes were like shooting stars. Wherever they passed, the air was cut into long ripples.A few minutes later, these figures landed steadily on the top of the Mass Burial Mountain.

these people.

It was the strong human being who rushed over after seeing Chen Qiye's huge sword energy.

When seeing the scenery in front of them, all the strong human beings changed their faces slightly, and their eyes showed a deep shock.

"hiss……"

"strangeness!"

"The ghostly aura of Mass Burial Mountain...how come this is the only thing left?"

Shocked voices continued to come from the mouths of each strong man.

When feeling the dissipating, almost pitiful ghost aura in the air, all human beings felt as if a turbulent sea had set off in their hearts.

You know, from a long time ago, Mass Burial Hill has always been a barren land.

The strong ghostly aura has shrouded this place for nearly tens of thousands of years!
For many years, strong human beings have tried to enter it to wipe out the ghost energy in the mountain.But every time they were dispatched, they would be blocked by a mysterious barrier, unable to enter it.

"I didn't expect... the ghost energy in the Mass Burial Mountain disappeared?"

"And the huge sword energy from before..."

"Could it be that there was any tragic battle here?"

The old man guarding the pavilion murmured, his eyes revealing a thoughtful expression.

But in the midst of everyone's doubts.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Just listening to the sky, there were bursts of piercing sounds suddenly.

Everyone looked up, and then they were completely dumbfounded.

in the sky...

It was a sharp sword that fell down!
Tens of thousands of swords shot down from a height of [-] meters like a violent storm, densely packed, like a violent storm, covering the entire sky!
"This……"

"what's the situation?"

The expression of the old man guarding the pavilion changed, and he quickly led everyone back a few steps.

Those swords just rubbed against everyone's bodies and fell from the sky.In the end, with a bang, they all plunged into the rocks of the Mass Burial Mountain.

Looking around, the top of the entire Mass Burial Mountain was completely filled with swords.

Densely packed, tens of thousands of them!

And on these sharp long swords, there is a faint killing intent lingering on all of them. This killing intent is so sharp that even if everyone is watching from hundreds of meters away, they can still feel a sense of tearing their souls!
"This is……"

"Sword intent?!"

The complexion of the old man guarding the pavilion changed, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

And the strong human beings beside him also obviously noticed this scene, and each and every one of them had thick incredulous expressions on their faces.

"Fuck!"

"This is sword intent!"

Sword intent, that is the highest state of sword repair!
It is also the dream of countless sword cultivators, and they want to comprehend existence even after smashing their heads!
It doesn't care about your cultivation, nor your strength.

It only cares about your comprehension of kendo!
According to the legend... Only a sword cultivator who has stepped into the level of a sword master can comprehend a trace of sword intent!
And want to become a sword master...

It's so hard!

Looking at history, people who can become sword masters are all monstrous geniuses who are one in a million, and their talent for swordsmanship is even more unmatched.

Even in a superpower like the Ming Dynasty, there has never been a sword master!
After everyone was shocked for a moment, they immediately came back to their senses.

His eyes were fixed on these swords.

You know, with a sword intent, it is possible to give birth to a strong sword master!
And so much sword intent...

I'm afraid it's enough to turn the entire kendo world upside down!
next moment.

I saw everyone flying towards the swords on the top of the mountain with the fastest speed!

The roar of excitement resounded on the mass grave hill.

"Come on!!"

"This is a divine sword that contains sword intent!"

"Such an opportunity is simply a blessing from heaven! I must not miss it!"

"This Frost Excalibur contains the sword intent of ice! With one strike, mountains and rivers can be frozen, and the earth can be frozen!"

"There is also this flame sword, which contains the flame sword intent, which can mobilize the sky, thunder and earth fire, and its power is extremely powerful!"

"And the Thunder Excalibur!"

"Vientiane Excalibur!"

"Deep Sea Excalibur!"

"God! So many sword intents!"

"This time, we really got it!!"

Excited voices kept ringing from the top of the mountain.

For a moment, the entire Mass Burial Mountain was in a mess, as if it had been so lively for a long time.

……

Underworld.

After Chen Qiye dealt with the elders of Guizongjing, he returned to the main hall.

Behind him, followed by the bull's head and horse face, and the bound elder of the gods.

When he saw the eerie scene around him, and the wailing screams lingering in his ears, the Great Elder's body suddenly trembled, and he asked tremblingly, "You...do you want to take me? Where are you going?"

Chen Qiye did not speak.

On the contrary, the bull-headed horse beside him was full of enthusiasm, and he kept introducing the facilities of the underworld to the great elder: "See, that is the latest building in my underworld, Knife Mountain Hell."

"There shouldn't be such a thing in your divine court, right?"

"Let me tell you, the Knife Mountain Hell is a good place. Those blades are extremely sharp. No matter what ghost you are, as long as you climb up there, you will be chopped to pieces, bloody and bloody."

"Oh... don't think too much, I'm just making a metaphor, don't mind."

Great Elder: "..."

"correct……"

"There are also those big steamers next to it, which are also the proud creations of my underworld. They are called Steamer Hell, and the temperature inside is as high as several thousand degrees. No matter how hard your mouth is, just lie in it for a few seconds. Guaranteed The body is steamed until the bones are separated, and the whole body is meaty."

"There is also the one at the back... called Tongue Pulling Hell. As the name suggests, it is specially used to pull out the tongues of ghosts. Its operation method is also very simple. It is to use the red-hot tongs to insert them directly into your mouth. It can scald your mouth in an instant."

"Before you recover from the pain, the big pliers have already clamped your tongue, and then pulled it hard!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"That's called a blood spatter, it's too horrible to look at!"

"Oh... By the way, don't think too much, I'm just making a metaphor, don't mind."

The bull-headed horse-faced grinned sinisterly.

While speaking, he stared straight at the Great Elder, his cold eyes seemed to be looking at a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Stared at by these gazes, the Great Elder trembled in fright.

The next moment, I saw Putong kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly: "Brother! Two big brothers!"

"Please stop talking!"

"Whatever you want to ask, just ask directly!"

"The child is still young, I really can't help you scaring me like this!"