Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1291 Hundreds of Thousands of Evil Ghosts

Chenxiang and Xiaoyu start their battle, and the fun begins.

Ming Xiaoyang sat in Xiaoyao Palace and watched the events in the three realms.

Xiaoyu, who has practiced the Splitting God Palm to the eighth form, although her magic power is still weak, her skills are no weaker than the Immortal Golden Immortal.

They went to Mount Emei to avenge Sun Wukong. After a fierce battle, neither side gained much advantage.

At the critical moment, Chenxiang arrived, and Xiaoyu could only leave in panic.

In order to increase Chenxiang's magic power, Sun Wukong chose the same old trick and took him into Tushita Palace to steal the elixir of the Supreme Lord.

All at once, Chen Xiang ate God knows how many elixirs, and her magic power was quickly boosted to the level of a golden immortal.

But this kind of magic power is just a joke to a real master. It relies on external forces and is mixed and impure.

How can it be compared with the pure magic power that Yang Jian has cultivated for thousands of years and honed by water grinding? Sooner or later, these magic powers will become a further fetter for Agarwood.

Unless you purify your magic power and make it completely your own, it will be nothing more than a showpiece.

Later, Chenxiang and the Eighth Prince of Donghai pretended to be the Jade Emperor, and issued a decree to pardon the Three Holy Mothers and overthrow the Eighteenth Level of Hell.

Chenxiang even held a wedding with Dingxiang, but it was ruined by Xiaoyu.

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"Hahahaha, it's finally out!"

"Human world, I'm back."

"Blood food, go find blood food!"

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Hundreds of thousands of evil spirits who had been imprisoned in the depths of the eighteenth level of hell for countless years escaped, causing the world to suddenly become filled with howls of ghosts and howls of ghosts and chaos.

There is also an evil ghost who has been imprisoned for countless years and hates the human world so much that he actually uses living people as food.

Jiuhua Mountain, Xiaoyao Palace.

Sensing the increasing resentment in the world, Ming Xiaoyang, who had been embracing red and green, flirting with Concubine Mi of the Luo Shen, suddenly came out of the palace.

A pair of sharp eyes swept across the vast land of the world.

There was wailing and blood everywhere.

I don’t know how many families have been broken up and their families have been separated. Evil ghosts either take over human beings and do evil, or they wreak havoc in towns.

Lines of black energy rose up, gathered in the void, and turned into karma that could not be dispersed.

Whoosh!
  Just when Ming Xiaoyang was observing the changes in the world, the sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded around him.

Wearing a light gauze dress, which could not hide the beauty of the sky and the country, Luo Shen Mi Fei came to Ming Xiaoyang's side and also scanned the world.

Everywhere he looked, there were innocent souls crying.

"What...what's going on?" Mi Fei's red lips opened, her beautiful eyes widened, and she shouted in horror.

There are so many evil ghosts, they can turn this world into ghosts!
  Ming Xiaoyang, who had a straight face, suddenly smiled, and smiled very happily, "What else could it be? Isn't it just that Erlang Shen Yang Jian's precious nephew learned a little bit of the three-legged cat's kung fu and thought he was great? Overturned the eighteen levels of hell and released hundreds of thousands of evil spirits!"

"What?" Concubine Mi cried out after hearing this.

Overthrowing the eighteen levels of hell and releasing hundreds of thousands of evil spirits, is that kid crazy?
  Now, even if he is put on the demon-slaying platform and beheaded dozens of times, it may not be enough to let the gods in heaven vent their anger.

"What should we do now?" Concubine Mi panicked and asked the man next to her.

Ming Xiaoyang rolled his eyes at her and said, "What else can I do? Of course it's cold!"

boom!
  Before he finished speaking, he had been silent for hundreds of years. His almost rusty body was trembling, and the emperor's magic power was circulating in his body.

Ouch!

The dragon's roar echoed throughout the world, echoing between heaven and earth.

Snapped!
  Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was seven feet long and shimmered in seven colors, fell into his palm. Ming Xiaoyang's whole body was like a golden crow contending with the scorching sun in the sky. The fifth form of the Thirteen Emperor's Forms: The way of heaven will shine brightly for ten days!

Boo!
  The clear and crisp sound of the Golden Crow sounded, and ten vivid Golden Crows rose from Ming Xiaoyang's halberd, rising higher and higher, hanging in the sky.

The pure Yang Qi of Zhigang Zhiyang pervades the entire human world, whether it is a demon with a high level of cultivation that can withstand the rays of the scorching sun, or an ordinary wronged soul with a low level of cultivation that dare not show its face during the day.

They are all illuminated by the blazing sun, and there are eleven suns hanging high between heaven and earth.

"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother,... ninth brother!"

Heaven, in the Temple of the Sun.

Little Golden Crow, who was on duty, felt a familiar aura, and when he scanned his spiritual eyes, he saw ten more scorching suns appearing on the sky.

At that moment, with tears in his eyes, he shouted with great excitement.

Brother, are you finally back?
  In an instant, the power of blood surged, and Little Golden Crow exploded all of his heat, spreading throughout the world.

"No!"

There was a ferocious ghost king with a single horn on his head. He devoured several members of the family in one bite. A hidden child was trembling with fear for fear of being discovered by the evil ghost.

However, what he didn't know was that the Ghost King had already discovered him and just wanted to play with him for a while.

The ferocious ghost king raised a pair of ghost claws high, trying to swallow the last blood food.

Unexpectedly, eleven scorching suns appeared in the sky, and the blazing light swept across the sky and the earth. When the Ghost King received a ray of sunlight, his complexion changed drastically, and he shouted unwillingly.

Zizizi!
  No matter how powerful the ghosts are, they cannot completely avoid the intrusion of the Yang Qi. Even the mortals in the world cannot bear the eleven rounds of scorching sun.

Not to mention, these ghosts are naturally afraid of the sun!

The Ghost King only had time to scream before he turned into blue smoke under the scorching sun.

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"Hahaha, all these beautiful girls are ours!"

"No, after being locked up in hell for so long, I'm so hungry and thirsty!"

"Beautiful girls, please serve us gentlemen well!"

A group of perverts who escaped from the depths of the Eighteenth Level of Hell and had been abstinent for countless years slaughtered almost everyone in a small town except for some of the most beautiful girls.

A dozen pale girls, trembling with fear, were imprisoned in the largest house in the town, shivering.

Boom!

Just when these perverts were about to vent their lust, the solid roof was burned down and blazing light fell down.

"No!"

"Damn sunshine!"

"Oh my God!"

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A large group of perverts were exposed to the sun, screamed one after another, and turned into smoke, so that the girls who were about to endure the suffering were spared.

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"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The most terrifying thing in the world are those soldiers who kill all their lives, just because they have turned killing into a habit, even a hobby.

Naturally, there will never be a shortage of military souls like these who were born and died on the battlefield in the underworld.

Such military souls don't care about life or death, and are not even interested in reincarnation. They only like killing. But in the underworld, there are no creatures for them to kill.

This time Agarwood overturned the eighteen levels of hell, and thousands of military souls escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, returned to the world, and possessed a troop of soldiers and horses guarding the city.

When the military spirit entered the body of the army, these thousands of soldiers and horses immediately turned into such terrifying killing tools!
  (End of this chapter)