My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

It’s actually a dead end!
Does this mean that no matter how hard they try today, Ye Wanlan will die and Yunjing will be massacred?
Su Xueqing's face turned pale.

With a "pop", the last nine copper coins all broke in the middle and fell to the ground.

"Puff——" Because he questioned the secrets of heaven too many times, Rong Qi suffered a serious backlash. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and even his lips were bloodless.

His fingers trembled as he tried to take out new copper coins, but he fell down because of his weak body.

Xiang Shaoyu hurriedly caught him: "Brother Rong, don't count it, you will die if you count it again!"

In the past, many fortune tellers of Tai Su died one after another on the road of fortune-telling.

"After all, I am not the ancestor. Even in the face of a battle with thousands of troops, the ancestor could still calculate a way out." Rong Qi's voice was bitter and he smiled bitterly, "But now, I can't see anything."

The shattered copper coin does not necessarily mean a dead end, but rather that his ability is not enough to see into the secrets of heaven.

But now Rong Qi is comparable to the Rong family’s supreme elder in fortune-telling.

As the strongest person of this generation in the Rong family, even he couldn't predict it, which was no different from being stuck in a dead end.

"It's not the last moment yet, so there must be a chance." Huo Yunyi's expression was cold. "They want our lives, but why don't we want theirs too!"

Above the sky, four people stood facing each other.

"Daughter of the Son of Prophecy, what is the power in your body?" The messenger Futu asked coldly, "Why is there a trace of your aura that is the same origin as my god?"

Ye Wanlan’s eyes suddenly narrowed.

This sentence was enough for her to conclude that the Supreme Wisdom was indeed related to the Time Administration!

Part of her power comes from the Judge of Time, who wants to kill her.

So, what position does the Supreme Intelligence hold in the Time Management Bureau?
"Humph, if you don't answer now, I'll make you kneel on the ground and answer later! Do you really think we can play house with you?" The messenger Futu laughed coldly, "Zhuanlun, you haven't made a move for a long time, and these ants are about to forget your ability."

"That's right." The messenger Zhuanlun took a step forward, opened his hands, looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, then said word by word, "Come out, my children!"

There was a chilly aura lingering around them, the temperature suddenly dropped to minus ten degrees Celsius, and snow began to fall from the sky.

But these snowflakes are not white, they are a strange black.

"Roar!"

"Hooho-"

On the ground, figures appeared one after another.

These figures had terrifying faces and pale skin, and it was obvious that they were not living creatures.

But they wore helmets and armor and had all kinds of weapons in their hands.

This is the Legion of Dead Souls!
"Oh my god..." Xiang Mingyu's pupils suddenly shrank and he lost his voice, "They can actually summon so many dead souls!"

Yin and Yang are mutually reinforcing and counteracting, and dead souls pose a great threat to the living.

The dead souls summoned by the messenger's wheel are so densely packed that they are countless.

Conservatively estimated, there are at least fifty thousand!

The strength of these 50,000 dead souls is indeed enough to massacre the entire Yunjing!
The dead souls were staring at the city inside the Vajra Shield with eager eyes, and their expressions were very excited.

“Daughter of the Son of Prophecy, you have no chance of resisting my army of dead souls.” The messenger Zhuanlun’s eyes were sinister, and he clenched his fists fiercely. “Originally, I used this move to deal with those trash from Cangyuan Country, but I didn’t expect you to force me to use it here. Today, I must kill you all to relieve my hatred!”

"Don't scare the children." The messenger Guiyi said with a smile, "As usual, as long as you and all the masters of the five great families commit suicide here, we will let the ordinary people of Yunjing go. How about it?"

Ye Wanlan raised his head coldly: "Don't even think about it!"

She held out her hand.

"Swish!" The next second, a three-meter-tall flag appeared in her hand.

The white flag was the only light in Yunjing at that moment, holy and dazzling.

After this flag appeared, the dead souls actually showed expressions of fear.

The first of the three treasures that protect Mount Penglai, the Divine Banner!
If the Vajra Shield represents the strongest defense in the world and the hardest thing in the world, then the God-summoning Banner is the number one sacred object that can communicate yin and yang.

Whether it is

“Hasn’t the Divine Summoning Banner been destroyed?” The messenger Zhuanlun’s expression changed. “Why is it here?!”

He could naturally feel the extremely overbearing yin and yang power of the Divine Banner.

I have to admit that Shenzhou’s martial arts and magic are strong.

In addition to the ever-changing Taoist techniques, there are also countless magic weapons.

He once asked the Supreme Wisdom where such magical weapons that could not be made by humans came from.

The Supreme Wisdom says that if man cannot create it, then it must be a gift from God.

It’s just that these gods are not here right now. They left long ago and it’s impossible for them to come back.

“So what if you can summon the divine flag?” The messenger Zhuanlun laughed in anger, “I want to see if a little girl like you can use the divine flag to resist my army of dead souls!”

Since the establishment of Penglai Mountain, the god-summoning flag has only been used once.

And that time, it took the combined efforts of all the disciples in the sect to successfully activate the Divine Summoning Banner.

What can Ye Wanlan do with just his strength?

"Summon the Divine Banner..." Yue Zheng suddenly raised her head, eyes widened, as if she had thought of something, and immediately transmitted her secret message, "Your Highness, stop! No!"

Ye Wanlan heard it, but she didn't stop.

She held the God-summoning Banner in both hands, held it in front of her, and spoke slowly: "Nine Netherworld Command, Huangquan is hanging upside down!"

Use the power of the Nine Netherworld to subvert the laws of yin and yang, reverse the flow of the Yellow Spring, and forcibly open the way for the dead to return.

Ye Wanlan continued, "The five elements are reversed, and the yin and yang are torn apart!"

Reverse the law of the mutual generation of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth to create a field capable of summoning the undead.

"Soul, come back, gather in front of the banner!" Every time Ye Wanlan recited a sentence, a trickle of blood would flow from her lips.

It drops down, shocking.

Among those present, only Yue Zheng knew what kind of magic Ye Wanlan was performing.

She looked horrified and bloodshot, and could no longer hold back and yelled, "Stop! You'll die!"

Such magic... Even she doesn't dare to use such magic.

She had only read about it in ancient books. How did Ye Wanlan learn it from?
Ye Wanlan still didn't stop, she spoke calmly:
"Calling the east, the green trees lead the corpses,

Order the westernmost part to cast the halberd and axe with Gengjin,
Named Nanli, he burned his old oath with a bright fire.
Summon Bei Ming, and seal the life year with black ice!"

In an instant, a force of yin and yang surged from the east, west, south and north and gathered at one point.

Ye Wanlan's seven orifices were bleeding, but she still read out the last eight words: "The Three Pure Ones command... All ghosts, listen and announce!"

Summoning the God Banner——

Get up! (End of this chapter)