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

On the city floor.

With the fall of Xue Dingshan's three swords, the whole world seemed to have fallen into silence. All the ghost masters and remaining ghosts became quieter than ever before, and the atmosphere was as dead as a midnight cemetery.

"Ghost master and the others..."

"died?"

On the tower, someone suddenly spoke up.

The dull atmosphere was instantly broken.

All the ghost masters and ghosts took a deep breath at this moment, and then there was an uproar, and their faces showed crazy shock.

Six ghost kings!

To be cut off by the City God's three swords just like that!

Such a horrible thing, they have never heard of it, never seen it!

The ghosts were all terrified, their souls trembling with fright, and the ghost masters also felt their scalps go numb and their backs were sweating.

Above the sky...

The owner of the giant black hand seemed to be extremely angry, the huge palm trembled, and there was a roar of anger: "Beast!!"

"How dare you kill him!"

"Death to me!!"

As soon as the words fell, the giant black hand suddenly grabbed Xue Dingshan's body with a terrifying aura.

"court death."

Xue Dingshan snorted coldly.

The City God's Excalibur roared out again.

"what---"

There was a heart-piercing scream from the giant hand, as if it had been seriously injured, it quickly retreated in the air.

Seems to want to slip away.

Xue Dingshan's expression darkened, and he continued to swing his sword.

"Boom—"

With one strike of the sword, the giant hand that covered the sky burst open instantly, turning into endless black smoke, and slowly dissipating in the air.

"hiss……"

Seeing this scene, the ghost masters and ghosts present all took a deep breath.

There was a look of fear in his eyes.

"Okay... it's amazing!"

"Is this the power of the gods?"

Zhang Yi took a deep breath, looked at the red-robed deity in the sky, his eyes were full of envy.

Just a few days ago, Xue Dingshan was just a ghost master at the peak of ghost soldiers.

Facing the ghost king, it can be said that he is powerless to fight back.

But now, he actually solved the six ghost kings in twos and twos!
and……

The mysterious giant hand that appeared in the sky just now is probably stronger than that of the ghost master!
But in front of Xue Dingshan, he still cut him with a single sword!
Until now...

Zhang Yi has not recovered yet.

His heart was filled with bewilderment and emotion.

The gap between mortals and gods...

It's really too big!
Wang Yuqing also looked at the sky with a face full of surprise, staring at Xue Dingshan.

In the sky……

The red-robed god seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and looked down.

They looked at each other with Wang Yuqing's eyes.

On the majestic face of the red-robed god, there was a smile at this moment.

……

Soon, along with the eight ghost kings, they were beheaded by the Yin God of the underworld.

The many ghosts on the city tower instantly seemed like a group of dragons without a leader, and they were quickly defeated.

Howling, they frantically fled around.

escape!
I can only escape!

Even the eight ghost kings were beheaded, and if they stayed, it would be a dead end!
However, how could the many Yin soldiers and Yin gods present let them go?
Hei Wuchang said in a deep voice: "All soldiers obey orders!"

"Not a single ghost on the tower will be left behind!"

"Kill them all!"

Hearing the words, the ghost soldiers shot out murderous intent from the eyes of the ghosts, and the soul-slaying knife in their hands reflected the cold light.

"Follow the order!"

The neat voice echoed above the city tower, shocking the sky.

The next moment, the Yin soldiers held long knives and rushed into the ghost tide below in an instant.

The sharp soul-slaying knife slashed past, causing a burst of wailing and screaming.

Under the offensive of the Yin soldiers, the ghosts almost retreated steadily. One by one, their souls were scattered, and they disappeared into wisps of smoke.

The three Rakshasa ghosts stretched out their huge palms like cattail fans, and swallowed all the ghosts into their mouths. The sound of chewing the ghosts was creepy.

Black and White Wuchang and Xue Dingshan stood on the edge of the tower.

As long as there are ghosts who want to escape, they will be mercilessly killed by them.

This is a massacre...

A unilateral massacre of ghosts by the underworld!

In just 10 minutes, the thousands of ghosts gathered on the tower were killed by the underworld soldiers, and all of them were turned into ashes, and their souls flew away.

Until the last ghost was beheaded.

The Yin soldiers put away the long knives in their hands and rearranged them neatly.

In the sky, the strong evil spirit that enveloped the sky also dissipated without knowing when.The moonlight poured from the sky, sprinkled on everyone's face, and the fresh air filled the nostrils.

this moment……

All the ghost masters who survived in Nanyuan City couldn't help but take a deep breath, and at the same time, a thought came to their minds.

To be alive... so fucking good!
……

In the Temple of Heaven.

Chen Qiye stood on the tower of the city of death in vain, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The mysterious ghost hand that appeared just now made him quite concerned.

If he guessed correctly...

This ghost hand is very likely to be the person behind the ghost master, or even the leader of the ghost master.

Could this ghost tide be planned by that ghost hand?
Thinking of this, a thought suddenly popped up in Chen Qiye's heart.

Is it...

The ghosts in the southern region are not leaderless, but have a huge organization behind them.

This organization controls all ghosts in the entire southern region.

Set off a wave of ghosts everywhere, killing wantonly.

What is their purpose?

Chen Qiye frowned, silently thinking:

"It seems that the ghosts in the southern region are not as simple as imagined!"

at this time.

In the distant Nanyuan city tower.

Black and White Wuchang and Chenghuang bowed their waists to salute at the same time, bowing deeply to the distant sky.

Seeing the actions of the three Yin gods, Wang Yuqing's heart skipped a beat.

Followed by.

Hei Wuchang's respectful voice sounded: "My lord, all the ghosts in Nanyuan City have been subdued!"

"A total of 570 and six evil spirits were killed, including eight ghost kings and [-] ghost generals!"

"The death toll of ghost masters is 130 five!"

"Civilian casualties...zero!"

The respectful voice resounded over the towers of Nanyuan City Tower.

At this moment, it wasn't just the three Yin gods.

Together with the Yin soldiers behind him and the three Rakshasa ghosts, they also touched the ground on one knee, with unprecedented respect on their faces.

They look into the distance.

Pious eyes.

It's like...waiting for God's will!
Wang Yuqing's pupils shrank slightly, and her scalp felt numb for a moment.

She remembered that Black and White Impermanence had once saluted a certain existence when killing Lao Zhu and other ghosts...

Moreover, there was a voice with an extremely terrifying breath at that time.

Could it be... is that voice going to appear again today?
Thinking of this, Wang Yuqing suddenly raised her head and looked at the sky.

Her eyes were fixed on the sky.

Eyes, both excited and apprehensive...

As if waiting for something to come!
at last……

In the eyes of everyone expecting, a voice full of majesty, like thunder, resounded in everyone's ears.

"All the souls of the dead will be brought into the underworld!"

"One must not be missed!"

Boom! !
The sacred voice, like thunder from the nine heavens, exploded in everyone's hearts at the same time.

Although the voice was not loud, it contained an indescribably terrifying aura. Even Zhang Yi, who had the strongest cultivation base, felt his soul roaring and his mind went blank.

Some ghost masters with weak cultivation were even knocked to the ground by the shock.

All of them pressed their faces firmly against the ground, as if they were bearing some terrifying pressure.

And the moment the voice came out, Wang Yuqing lowered her head abruptly.

The breath of fear made her unable to even raise her head.

Curiosity had long since disappeared in her heart, only deep fear remained.

"It's him……"

"It's him again!"

"It's exactly the same as the voice I heard on the tower!"

"Who the hell is he?!"

Wang Yuqing shouted crazily in her heart.

She wanted to raise her head, and even wanted to pursue this voice, to see who the owner of this voice was.

But under the terrifying coercion, she didn't even have the courage to raise her legs.

He could only stand there quietly, his heart swallowed by fear.

Listening to the voice's command, all the Yin gods nodded respectfully and bowed deeply towards the distance.

"Follow the order!"

The neat voice filled the air.

All the Yin soldiers walked towards the ghost master's corpse like a conditioned reflex.

as if...

That voice is the supreme command!

As long as it is what he says, everyone in the underworld will respectfully obey!