I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 166

Lao Miaozhu said to the voice.

"Report to General Song, the Heishan Mountain God's blood will sacrifice to the soul, and the evil spirit will be summoned. Please also send the army to the prefecture and county gods to take precautions."

"There is such a thing!"

A figure appeared out of thin air in the temple, six or seven points similar to the statue of the city **** in the front hall.

Old Miaozhu quickly gave a ceremony: "I have seen General Song, this is under the command of President Yan, who has just come from Montenegro."

Yi Fei felt the county town **** in front of him, the mighty power, and the compelling breath, like a killer who had just come down from the battlefield.

Just about to make a guarantee, I never wanted Chenghuang to nod directly.

"Since it is under the command of President Yan, this general can trust him, so I will send a message to the Quartet..."

General Song showed the seal of the gods in his hand, took a ray of incense and power, and sent a message to the city **** of Jinhua County. After thinking about it for a while, I took a dozen or so strands of divine power to inform the surrounding counties of the gods of land, mountains, and waters.

"I have spread this information everywhere, whether it is true or false, Shangfeng will send someone to investigate it."

"Thanks to General Song, the people of Guobei will survive this tragedy, and they will definitely shape your golden body in the future."

Yi Feiqing bowed and thanked, General Song did not only ask for help, but also forced the county officials to investigate.

The county magistrate Guo made Yi Fei's heart cold, and Chenghuang trusted him unconditionally, and only then made him firm in his conviction.

After a while, the deity's seal kept flashing.

General Song was replying to the subpoenas one by one, but suddenly he felt palpitations and looked up to the northwest.

"late!"

Yi Fei and Lao Miaozhu were not sensitive enough. They looked to the northwest and found a crack across the sky.

The sky is split!

The cracks in the sky were densely covered with clouds, like a pool of ink in the sky, and after twenty or thirty miles, you could hear the howling of ghosts and gods.

It was not only the Chenghuang Temple who saw the sky crack, but also the county officials.

All the officials were horrified and panic. They went to the study to look for Mr. Guo. They found that they had died in the assassination of the white lotus demon. For a time, the county government had no leader.

Chengdong Earth Temple.

At the moment when the sky is split, the Lord of the Land does not need to be summoned by the temple, and he emerges on his own.

Seeing the alien phase of the sky crack, immediately cast a magical technique, and the yellow light flashed to the outside of the city **** temple.

"General Song, the old man is here."

At this time, there was no need for politeness, and the Lord of the Land opened the door directly and saw that Chenghuang was preparing soldiers.

There are three or four hundred ghosts, all of them are persevering and murderous.

It just looks a little ugly, some have only one arm left, some have their heads directly broken, some have a few arrows stuck in their chests, and some even have only half of their bodies floating in the air...

The head of General Song's black tiger under his crotch, holding a halberd, saw the earth public coming in and said immediately.

"I'm going to find you to cast spells, send me to Black Mountain quickly, lest the monsters rush into the county seat."

"good!"

The divine power of the landlord, the dim yellow light flashed, and the temple was instantly empty.

Yinshendi only removes the general functions of playing clouds, raining, rewarding good and punishing evil, and different priests have their own mysteries. If the city **** is in charge of the reincarnation of Yin Si, the land has supernatural powers of land movement.

Montenegro.

At this time, it was dark in the afternoon, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The only light is in the cracks in the sky, from which little ghost fires fall.

The ghost fire fell on the ground and turned into a fierce ghost with blue-faced fangs. Only a moment after the sky broke, it fell into a dense number of tens of thousands.

Ho Ho Ho!

There was a whistling sound, and under the call of the ghost general, the ghosts of the ghosts lined up and divided into eight neat army formations.

At this time, there were still ghost fires falling, and the Li ghost team continued to grow.

From a distance, Black Mountain suddenly turned into a ghost domain.

"How to do this?"

Wu Yuan and the others frowned. They thought it was the evil spirit distracting their souls and possessing them, but they could still resist one or two.

That tree demon was only a Tier 4, and only the beasts in the mountains were sacrificed. How could it be possible to engage in such a big battle?

Dozens of arrests are fast in front of the ghost army, and they can't even splash a little water, and they will be swallowed up.

"What else can I do, kill one is enough, kill two to earn one!"

The man who was talking was a black-faced man named Li Da, holding two cooked copper maces, born three-pointers like Yan Chixia.

Others silently sorted out their weapons and attached evil spirit seals. They swallowed any miraculous medicine immediately, and probably won't have any chance to eat them in the future.

"Old Huang Dao, what are you writing?"

Wu Yuan carefully wiped the sword, which was Yan Chixia's retired broad sword, and saw Huang Laodao writing.

The six gates of Jinhua have mixed sources, focusing on character rather than origin. Huang Laodao was originally a master of ruined Taoism. He was able to draw a few hands to ward off evil spirits, and he was invited by Yan Chixiao as a part-time job in black.

Huang Lao Dao struggled to write quickly, and without looking up, he said, "That Tianzun Wuliang, Lao Dao is writing a suicide note, telling Widow Sun that there are a few silver coins buried under the bed..."

Li Da chuckled and said, "Lao Huang was wrong this time. These hungry ghosts rushed over and there is no hair left!"

"Can they still eat rocks?"

After Huang Laodao finished writing his last words, he pinched the tactics with his hands, and the bluestone on the ground cracked through the cracks and stuffed the letter in.

Which man hadn't paid for his private house yet, so the others followed suit and wrote their last words on paper, and found the cracks in the ground between the stones and trees to save them.

At this time there is another change on the mountain.

Woo-

The low horn sounded, majestic and melodious.

Under the leadership of the ghost general, the army dispersed in eight directions, with no fewer than two or three thousand ghosts in each direction.

Wu Yuan and the others are located to the southeast. The leading ghost will be a monk with twinkling eyes, a skull rosary hanging around his neck, a black robes, and a tower of treasures in his hands.

"Jie Jie Jie! Strange? I met before I got down the mountain, and the magic star of this constellation is bright today!"

The ghost monk waved his hand and threw out the skeletal tower, transforming it into a size of three or four feet, and blasted towards Wu Yuan and the others.

"kill!"

Wu Yuan let out a roar, and the infuriating energy rose into the air, blasting on the skeletal tower.

A sixth-rank martial artist is not afraid of death, and a ghost monk ghost fights each other with weird spells.

Others jumped out of the trees and underground forests, using their own methods to stop the ghost army. However, there is too much difference in the number, and the individual strength is not weaker than that of Huang Laodao and others, not to mention two or three thousand ghosts swarming.

As soon as they touched, several people died, the ghosts rushed to bite the flesh, and the blouses were swallowed in their abdomen.

"Take the soul!"

Li Gui carried a soul-binding bag around his waist, cast a spell to put away the soul of the dead, and then pounced on the next one.

The locusts passed through the border only like this. After only a few shocks, Wu Yuan and others died. The rest also fell under the siege of a group of ghosts, all kinds of ghosts were killed from all directions, and it was only a matter of time before all of them were destroyed.

A ghost with a long tongue took advantage of Li Da's fight with other ghosts, opened his mouth and bit on his arm, and was about to tear off a piece of raw meat.

"Old man, dare to bite me, and I will bite you too!"

Li Da's head tilted, and he opened his mouth to bite on the nose of Long Tongue Ghost, and a stench of stench exploded in his mouth.

Huh!

The Long Tongue Ghost loosened his mouth, and his tongue rolled like a soft sword, piercing Li Da's neck.

Li Da directly bit the tip of his tongue, and the pure Yang blood spurted out of his tongue, like boiling oil poured over water, his voice mixed with screams.

"Haha, grandpa invites you to eat..."

Puff!

Before Li Da finished speaking, a ghost claw showed through his chest, and he could still see his heart contracting and beating, and the ghost laughed proudly behind him.

The black tower-like man fell to the ground, causing dozens of ghosts to bite.

Seeing that Wu Yuan and the others were about to be destroyed, the yellow light on the ground surged, and hundreds of ghosts appeared out of thin air.

General Song had no time to rectify the soldiers, and the black tiger jumped ten feet, and the halberd swept away Huang Laodao.

"That Tianzun Wuliang! The old way...remains..."

Huang Laodao's voice gradually became low, blood gushing out of his body, and his breath fell to the ground.

General Song waved a divine light to protect Huang Lao Dao's soul and shouted.

"kill!"

The ghosts responded in unison, and their anger rose into the sky.

General Song was brave and unparalleled, and took the lead to rush into the army of ghosts, and the halberd with supernatural power swept away a large number of ghosts and spirits.

The body of nothingness that the ghost relies on is being restrained by the supernatural power of incense, sticking a trace of it is like gangrene attached to bones.

The ghost messengers learned everything, attaching thin divine power to their weapons, and attacked the ghosts by killing and injuring them.

The strength of the ghosts of the city gods alone is less than that of the fierce ghosts, and the number is several times worse. However, relying on the supernatural power of incense and the fear of death, the army of ghosts retreats in a row.

Woo-

The horn sounded in the Li Ghost Army, and the Li Ghost who had been retreating showed fear and stopped and counterattacked.

General Song rushed into the Li ghost army, and saw Wu Yuan who was entangled with the ghost monk, and the black tiger under his seat jumped dozens of feet.

The halberd shook and killed the ghost monk.

The ghost monk's body flickered with black light, and the white bone rosary turned into a millstone-sized skull, spitting black smoke and magic fire.

"Suffer!"

The halberd in General Song's hand suddenly turned into a red gold, and directly smashed the skull to pieces and pierced the head of the ghost monk.

The ghost monk's face changed, and he waved his hand to recall the skeletal tower guard.

Wu Yuan had never seen General Song before, but when he cooperated with him, his true energy burst out and chopped out dozens of knives to stop the skeletal tower.

The ghosts and monks screamed, the majestic incense and the magical power poured in, clashing with the evil spirits in the body, and the ghost bursting. Pulling the fierce spirits and ghosts in the surrounding area of tens of meters, they turned into ashes together.

As soon as the ghost general died, the horrendous ghost army who had just raised their morale suddenly wilted again.

General Song and Wu Yuan ranked in the middle class, and rushed several times in the group of ghosts. The ghost soldiers were suddenly defeated and fled back to the mountain temple.

"This is just an army of ghosts in the direction of Guobei County, the other seven directions..."

Wu Yuan sighed and looked at the three catchers who were barely alive and panting, his expression even more sad.

"I have notified the city gods in the surrounding counties. The ghost soldiers are not strong enough. As long as you take more precautions, you won't have too many casualties."

General Song pointed to the crack in the sky and said, "That's where the key lies. If it can't be sealed off, there will be an endless stream of ghosts in the future."

Like a crow's mouth, countless wildfires floated in the cracks before the voice fell.

The ghost fire fell to the ground and turned into fierce ghosts, among which there were more than a dozen ghosts, carrying thousands of fierce ghosts toward the mountain like a tide.

The crack in the sky changed again, and a blood-red eye appeared, looking at General Song and the others through the crack.

There was no sorrow or joy in the eyes, just a glance, and General Song and the others were hit hard, and their true energy and power were cut three or four times.

Wu Yuan had been wounded by the ghost monk, and at this time, the injuries were added, and he couldn't help but squirt blood.

Thinking of the dead robe, anger started from his heart, pointing to the blood-red eyes and cursing: "Look at you, grandpa is here, there is a seed to come down."

General Song was stunned. He gave Wu Yuan a thumbs up and exclaimed: "Brother, bravery, if you can survive this time, please come to Yinsi for a drink!"

"Haha! These terrifying monsters can't swear out on weekdays, now they point their noses and swear!"

As the two talked, dense ghosts and fierce spirits swarmed over, and the leading dozen or so ghost generals either spurred magic weapons or brandished swords and soldiers to kill Song Wu and Song Wu.

Wu Yuan leaned on the ground with a long sword, grabbed a handful of pill, no matter what the effect, and slammed it into his mouth.

"I'm going to explain this time!"

"It doesn't matter! This general has already died once at the Great Victory Pass..."

General Song waved his halberd and shouted: "What's the problem if you die again!"

Seeing the ghost army approaching, he could see the ghost general's hideous face, and thunder light fell from the sky.

Rumble!

When the thunder came, all the ghosts in the front would have been turned into fly ash.

"Reinforcements are here!"

General Song looked in the direction where Lei Guang came, and only after a few breaths did he see a thin blue-shirted Taoist coming in the clouds.

When he got closer, Yan Chixiao jumped off the cloud, glanced at the wounded body, his forehead bounced with blue veins, and angrily questioned Wu Yuan.

"Why are you just a few? Xiaofei, Huang and them?"

"them……"

Wu Yuan didn't dare to continue speaking, Yan Chixiao's eyes seemed to bite people.

Zhou Yi fell from the cloud: "Little Yan, it's not time to speak. There are still seven ghost soldiers scattered around. They want to capture the souls and sacrifice the ghosts and gods. They must stop them as soon as possible and regain the souls!"

Yan Chixiao suppressed the anger in his heart, and said: "Clear seniors, what do you think should be done?"

"This is the magical treasure used by Poor Dao. It is made from the real gold of the West and the essence of the Southern Lihuo. It is called Nanming Lihuo Sword!"

Zhou Yi handed the Immortal Sword to Yan Chixiao, and said: "I will give you this sword, and cooperate with the law of land transfer, and be sure to defeat all the ghost soldiers."

Nanming Lihuojian contains 20,000 years of mana in the Zhouyi, which can always activate the effect of the fairy sword to subdue demons and demons. It can also protect Yan Chixiao's safety and prevent Xiaoxiao from stealing swords and stealing swords.

"good!"

Yan Chixiao simply took the Immortal Sword and felt the mysterious flame when he started, and it washed away in his body.

The fierce qi is refined by the Nanming Lihuo to remove impurities and preserve the essence, and it can be refined into pure qi through frequent refining.

The martial artist's true qi and the gang are in harmony, and the killing power suddenly rises several times, which can compete with the location.

Refining evil spirits is a secret technique of martial arts, but it is a pity that evil spirits are easy to find, but evil spirits are difficult to cultivate. Unless you are lucky, you can find natural and pure Gangsha.

"I have seen the immortal, the little **** obeyed his orders."

The landlord burrowed out of the ground and said, "You guys get closer, and you can save some magical energy by moving and moving."

Xuanhuang divine light flashed, Yan Chixiao and others disappeared.

Zhou Yi raised his head to look at the crack in the sky, and rose into the sky to meet the blood-red eye.

"The poor way comes to weigh, how powerful the ghosts and gods of the underworld are!"

At the mountain temple, there are two or three thousand remnant ghost soldiers, fearing the Taoist Thunder Fa, and frightened by the power of the ghosts and gods, shrinking like an aggrieved little daughter-in-law.

Zhou Yi waved his hand to take the soul bag tied around the waist of the ghost soldier, took out the souls of Li Dayifei and others, and put them in his sleeves.

Just now, thunderbolt killed the ghost generals, and learned its origin through the demon illustration book, the ghosts and gods of the underworld from Fengzhou. The thousand-year tree demon summoned him to open the gap between the Yin and Yang worlds and release the ghost soldiers under his command to capture the human souls.

To be born in ghosts and gods, it is an indispensable resource for cultivation, bewitching believers everywhere to sacrifice and call.

"You don't want to have a soul, come down and get it if you have the ability!"

The blood pupil filled the void and cracks, like an inlaid eye of punishment, a flash of blood.

die!

The strange fluctuations directly act on Zhou Yi Yin Shen.

The Yin God, under the protection of mana, felt a slump and weakness, until the Ziying Qing cable was urged, and the pure sun light flashed, and the strange evil power was driven away.

"Is this the way to speak with magical powers? Or is it the way to curse nightmare?"

Zhouyi is not a character who can't fight back. The mana is running for a long time, and it turns into a sea of thunder within a few miles.

With a wave of his hand, the endless thunder is like a long river, rushing to the **** eyes turbulently.

Tiangang's thunder method is yang to gang ~www.mtlnovel.com~ falling in the **** eyes, there is a faint roar.

The **** eyes brushed out countless waves of blood, surging from the sky, trying to drown the sea of thunder.

Two divine lights, one blue and one purple, rose from the thunder light, breaking through the blood wave instantly, piercing the blood pupil fiercely.

Roar!

There was an earth-shattering roar from the cracks, and the blood wave retracted into his eyes, and there were two clearly visible scars in the center of his eyes.

"The ghosts and gods of the underworld are not worthy of the name!"

Zhou Yi stood in the air, his robe was fierce, the purple ying and green cables hung on the left and right, the thunder sea surging and rolling under his feet.

The **** eyes observed coldly for a moment, then slowly closed, and the air cracks closed at the same time.

When the night is over, it is when the sun sets.

High-speed text beat me in the 30-year chapter list of the Demon Slayer Division

Chapter end

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