I have a mirror of two realms

Chapter 103 Netherworld’s In vain death formation
The Yin soldiers and generals of the Netherworld Division are completely different from those Netherworld ghosts.

As long as a ray of their own true spirit remains immortal, they can be reborn if they receive enough incense and wish power.

City God Sheng Wenxuan's plan was very loud this time.

It wants to completely block the return path of those Netherworld ghosts at the expense of dozens of Yin soldiers from the Netherworld Division, thereby achieving the purpose of weakening the power of the Qingguang Ghost King.

Wang Teng also understood Sheng Wenxuan's way of doing things.

If it were him who set up this game, he would probably make the same choice.

After all, as the city god of Qingyuan County, Sheng Wenxuan felt uncomfortable facing such constraints and hindrances.

If one of them failed to calculate, the situation Sheng Wenxuan would face would probably be death.

But understanding is understanding, and actually accepting it is another matter.

Sheng Wenxuan's direct calculation of his own head still made Wang Teng feel angry.

However, things have come to this point now, and the situation is stronger than the people.

It would be meaningless for Wang Teng to complain about Sheng Wenxuan's unkindness at this time.

He might as well hold back for the time being and make a fortune first.

After the matter of setting up the Qingguang Ghost King was completely settled, he would make up for it according to the changes in the situation.

Wang Teng thought for a moment and suppressed the anger in his heart.

He and Yujizi followed Sheng Xihuo all the way and hurried to the maple leaf forest in the west of the city.

Maple Forest Villa.

There were shadows outside the villa, and there were dark winds blowing from all directions.

Qin Yi's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, feeling extremely puzzled by what was happening in front of her.

She didn't know the purpose of these ghostly creatures, and she knew nothing about City God Sheng Wenxuan's plans.

Qin Yi did not dare to be careless and arranged for her maids and maids to hide in the hall of the manor.

She stood alone in front of the hall, watching the various changes outside Zhuangzi.

"The men and horses of the Netherworld Division of Qingyuan County?"

"No, I have always been at odds with the Netherworld Division of Qingyuan County."

"I think that City God is very thoughtful. How could he go to war for me?"

"Could it be that Qingguang guy came to take revenge on me? But how did it break through the Netherworld Division's blockade?"

Qin Yi murmured to herself in a low voice, unable to understand the root cause of the changes in front of her.

Suddenly, hundreds of figures appeared one by one, and the entire Maple Grove Villa was immediately surrounded.

"Qin Yi, a disciple of the Lingyue Sect, may I ask if this will happen in front of the Qingguang Ghost King?"

Qin Yi shouted softly and faced hundreds of ghostly shadows outside the village.

"Quack quack!"

"Hahaha!"

Two ghostly figures appeared at the entrance of the villa.

At the same time, three other ghostly shadows quietly appeared, blocking the remaining three directions.

Qin Yi's face was cold and her eyes were cold.

She looked around and saw two old people and three young people lined up in all directions of Maple Grove Villa.

An old man in soap robes and an old woman in green clothes stood at the main entrance of the manor.

Two young men and a young girl blocked the other three directions of the manor.

"Lingyue Sect? It's so majestic!"

The old man was wearing a soap-colored robe, and his wrinkled face was filled with black air. A pair of dead fish eyes stared blankly at Qin Yi who was in the manor.

The old woman in green clothes on the side is holding a cane with one hand, her aging face is as pale as paper: "Since the little girl is a disciple of the Lingyue Sect, why did she kill the black robe and Qingjia in this Maple Leaf Forest?"

"Hehehe"

"Hehe." The young men on both sides of the manor and the young girl behind the manor laughed sinisterly.

They seemed to be putting some pressure on Qin Yi who was in the manor.

"There is no need to give you an explanation for what Lingyue Sect does!"

Qin Yi's pink face gradually turned cold, and her eyes were full of evil intent: "If you don't retreat quickly."

"Little lady, what will happen if we don't retreat?"

The young man on the left side of the manor laughed glibly.

The young man had a handsome appearance and was playing with a landscape folding fan in his hand. His frivolous words completely ignored the prestigious reputation of Lingyue Sect.

"This disciple of Lingyue Sect is not very good at cultivation, but her little mouth is very sharp. I really want to remove it to see how ugly she will become!"

The young woman behind the manor wore a pink gauze skirt that reached the floor. She raised half of her sleeves to cover her face, but the viciousness in her words could not be more obvious.

"You are not worthy of talking to this fairy, so go and call Qing Guang to come out and see me!"

Qin Yi took a deep breath, her brows filled with evil spirits.

"Little lady, why don't you just surrender and follow us back."

The young man on the left waved the landscape folding fan in his hand, with a face full of laughter: "The Qingguang Ghost King may take you as a concubine for the sake of Lingyue Sect."

"Just by her?"

The young woman at the back of the manor laughed sinisterly: "It would be good if we take her back and feed her to Lord Ghost Python."

"To shut up!"

The old woman in Tsing Yi slammed her cane and shouted to stop the young man and the girl from continuing to talk nonsense.

The old woman's pale old face was terrifying: "Little girl from the Lingyue Sect, we don't want to quarrel with the Lingyue Sect, so you should just follow us obediently!"

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Qin Yigang was about to reply when he suddenly noticed something strange, as if he had a spiritual warning.

Her attitude became more and more tough: "Qin Yi swears to die, if you have the ability, you can ask me to die here!"

"Quack quack!"

The old man in the soap robe glared with deathly eyes, and his sinister laughter spread throughout the countryside: "You guys are still talking nonsense with her here, let's take her down first!"

At this moment, strands of Yin Qi rose into the sky from all directions, covering the entire maple leaf forest.

"Bold soap robe, young woman, you lead the crowd to break into the netherworld and bring trouble to the world. What crime should you deserve!"

Anton, who was wearing green clothes, green armor and green robes, scolded Sheng Dongfeng angrily.

Sheng Dongfeng held a formation flag and led dozens of Yin soldiers to block the return path of the ghostly ghosts.

"Sheng Dongfeng, it's not enough for you to be here alone!"

"Hmph, where are Sheng Nanlin, Sheng Xihuo, and Sheng Beishan?"

"With only thirty or fifty Yin soldiers, how dare you openly block our way back?"

The young men on the left and right sides of Maple Grove Villa and the young woman behind the manor kept laughing sinisterly.

They seemed to completely ignore Sheng Dongfeng and the dozens of Yin soldiers behind him.

"Silence!"

The old man in soap robe at the door of the manor had his eyes fixed, and he asked fearfully: "That old guy Sheng Wenxuan is so generous that he is willing to let you be buried with him!"

"The Netherworld's vain death formation."

The old woman in green raised her crutch in her hand, and green energy appeared on her old wrinkled face: "Sheng Dongfeng, the number of Yin soldiers you brought this time is too small. I'm afraid it won't be able to block the return path of us people!"

"Hum hum!"

Sheng Dongfeng snorted coldly and had no intention of continuing to talk nonsense with these ghosts.

The formation flag in its hand swayed slightly, and the dozens of Yin soldiers behind it immediately dispersed.

(End of this chapter)