Yama arrives

Du Yun nodded to Shen Yao, feeling very relieved in his heart. When the country is in danger, everyone should stand up bravely like Shen Yao.

Afterwards, Du Yun explained to everyone: "Since ancient times, there have been warriors in China. This is a group that surpasses ordinary people. They improve their strength through cultivation and are the main force against demons and ghosts."

Everyone's eyes flickered, and it turned out that the world of martial arts really existed.

"Brother! I want to fight too! Can you teach me some martial arts!"

"Brother Yun! And me, it's wrong that I want to fight devils! I want to fight ghosts!" Yun Jie raised her small hands high.

Du Yun glanced at the people in the room. After learning about the real world, before they even fully digested it, everyone's eyes were already on fire.

This is the descendants of China!Descendants of the Dragon!

"Martial arts cannot be cultivated in a day. You all stay at home tonight. I will send a master to protect your safety. After tonight's battle, if you still want to practice, I will teach you personally."

Everyone was disappointed.

But Du Yun didn't say any more, there was no need to discuss this matter.

Time passed little by little.

Du Yun sat cross-legged on the bay window in the living room, looking at the night outside the window.

All the street lights in Jiangcheng are lit up tonight, and the streets are still covered with festive red lanterns, telling that the Chinese New Year is not over yet, but the streets are eerily quiet, with no traffic or crowds to be seen, only the darkness keeps growing armies and warriors.

Eleven o'clock.

The main combat forces have all been in place, scattered in the streets and alleys of Jiangcheng.

The soldiers were either hiding in the green belts on both sides of the road, or crawling on the roofs of the shopping malls. At first glance, the weather was calm, but in fact it was undercurrents.

Du Yun's arrangements are also progressing rapidly.

Nanshan Manor was almost emptied.

The evil spirit Yang Guozhong and the four beauties guard the south of the city.

Shui Gui, Xi Liuyan and Hua Xueyue guard the north of the city.

Erha, Xiao Zhao and the Fifth Elder guard the west of the city.

Bai Jiao guards the east of the city alone.

The four forces occupy the four directions of southeast, northwest, and once the battle starts tonight, they will fight all the way to the center of the city without leaving any spirit body alive.

This is the consequence of challenging the majesty of China. Those who offend China will be punished even if they are ghosts.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The ancient clock in the center of Jiangcheng City rang.

It was extremely harsh in the quiet night.

When the long-awaited dawn arrived, all the fighters lurking in the streets and alleys cheered up.

Du Yun's home.

Everyone stood up at the same time and looked out the window intently.

Du Yun, who was sitting cross-legged on the bay window, opened his eyes suddenly, flames flickered in his eyes, and his consciousness instantly spread to the limit distance.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Black mist shrouded.

The streets are so quiet that you can hear the sound of a needle falling, which makes people tremble with fear. It seems that with the sound of the bell, the whole Jiangcheng has become a dead city.

Suddenly, the ground changed.

Waves of blue and white mist drifted out from the ground, as if a natural gas pipeline leaked, and then countless ghosts appeared, spreading all over the streets and alleys as if in the blink of an eye.

Although they had made adequate preparations, the soldiers were stunned when thousands of ghosts suddenly floated in the street like a magic trick.

The mist intertwined with blue and white rose rapidly, and soon floated to a height of ten meters, covering a city in a thick cloud.

At this moment, Jiangcheng was reduced to hell.

The yin qi detected by various instruments and equipment soared exponentially, from 100 to 500 million, and then to [-] million, far exceeding the yang qi of Jiangcheng's million-strong population.

"Why are there so many ghosts?"

"Brother! I'm a little scared!"

Everyone in the room had already opened their temporary eyes, and they could clearly see the great changes in Jiangcheng since the early morning.

Du Yun was still sitting firmly by the bay window, and only one thought came to his mind: Jiangcheng's barrier of hell was completely broken.

Swish!

On a certain street in the center of the city, the first shot of the battle between the world and hell was fired.

It was a young soldier hiding in the green belt of the road. He was only in his early twenties, and his body was shaking. It was the first time he saw a ghost. Pulled the trigger.

However, once the horn of battle is sounded, Hua Guo soldiers will never back down.

In an instant, all armed soldiers jumped out of the calm street. They wore detector glasses uniformly issued by the army, and held cool supernatural laser guns in their hands. A heroic and invincible kill to the battlefield.

Brush brush brush brush!

Alternating blue and red light beams flashed on the street, as if a super concert was being held throughout the city. Howling ghosts and wolves was the main theme of this concert, and the cheering and cheering of soldiers was the accompaniment of the concert.

"It's up!"

"This, is this really a battle between the world and hell? I didn't expect that there are still ghosts hiding in the seemingly stable and stable society. The reason why we can live a carefree life is all because of these people standing on the front line But the heroes behind the hideout paid for it with their blood." Liu Shanhe's blood boiled as he watched.

Suddenly, Du Yun stood up and looked towards the southern outskirts of the city. The black fog was the thickest under the sky, and there was a domineering aura hidden in it. If Du Yun guessed correctly, it was the base camp of the Ghost Emperor. .

Swish!

Leaving the old monster guarding the room, Du Yun walked away with his sword.

A long sky pierced the void, as if a plane passed by and pulled out a trace in the clouds and mist.

Jianhong's speed was so fast, Du Yun flew all the way from the north of the city to the south of the city. During this period, his spiritual consciousness shrouded the ground, and the battle was extremely fierce. Rows of soldiers fell down, and new soldiers were immediately replaced. Yin Ling also suffered heavy casualties, but it seemed Being controlled, he rushed towards the living with the attitude of moths to the flame.

Du Yun didn't have time to worry about the battle at his feet. He knew very well that the king should be captured first when he captures the thief. Only by digging out the ghost emperor and killing him can the war between the world and hell be quelled.

10 minute later.