Chapter 108 Strong Travel

Chapter 108 feat

Zhou Yisheng was speechless about the almost stubborn strange justice of the king of death. To be honest, after a turbulent era, he hoped that a strong and righteous person could do something for the people, but now he met him and found it a little difficult for him to accept. After all, his mother in his memory did not know that he was Where is the detention?

On the tall gate building, two sharp eyes look at Zhou Yisheng and the King of the End. One of them is high and inviolable. Only when looking at the back of the King of the End will it be slightly restrained and hidden, which seems to be very afraid. Another way of being reverence, but at this time, it is sharp and restrained, with some uneasiness.

"He's still here, don't blame you! What should come will always come. This 500 years of turmoil, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for his arrival..." After saying that, he was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and turned away.

The ten halls of hell, different lords, have been sitting in hell for many years. It happened to be another chaos, followed by the reshuffle of power. Maybe their respective thrones are not guaranteed, or even lost their lives, so they are preparing to ensure the throne, or take a step closer to get more and greater power. Force.

"My king! The green elephant is now seriously injured and in a coma. What do you think you should do with this black prison fire horse..." In the deep secret room, the cyan brazier shines a faint firelight, making the secret room a little dim. The strange spots keep beating, like countless little ghost guards. The speaker is shorter than ordinary people, with a bald forehead, and looks at his appearance. Very mean, he said respectfully to the man who was working in the dark.

"Ming! Although Qingxiang is a surrendering general, he has only won a big victory. I can't chill the hearts of my men! He practiced the black prison fire horse and iron horse with one hand. Just keep it for him! I will set up another iron horse, which will be led by you, and the soldiers will choose from those chaotic souls! They just won a battle, and they have melted enough souls. As for the mount, you can figure it out by yourself!" The voice from the dark was a little capable. On the eve of the chaos, the king of Biancheng actively prepared for the war, which consumed countless energy and was still full of energy.

The oldman's ears moved gently, which is generally a manifestation of his excitement and extreme restraint, and he can't help slandering his stomach. Don't you just like the super ability of Qingxiang to govern the army? How can I find such a reason that if I can find so many hellfire horses, do I still need to rob his cavalry? I don't know how many times better and loyal than the green elephant. The old man could only complain about the slander in his heart and did not dare to show any dissatisfaction. He said respectfully, "My king! Where should I go to find so many mounts?"

"It's up to you! Hell is so big that there are so many places where you can find a good mount. If you want to do it, just do it! If you need anyone, I'll ask them to help you unconditionally. The king of Biancheng in the dark stood up and waved his robe impatiently, as if he was driving people away. The old man had no choice but to go out. When he was about to go out, there came a tired voice of King Biancheng and said, "The old man! You have been with me for two hundred years! I won't abandon you, but if you... I will personally form the Black Legion of Biancheng, so that my Black Legion will sweep the whole hell and spread my glory to every corner of hell in the next war.

The old man's ears moved violently a few times, and he was immediately suppressed again. He was stunned. I don't know why the king of Biancheng was so anxious. Is the chaos really about to begin? He couldn't sit still and jumped out to make trouble first. His heart surged, and he didn't know how to get out of the deep secret room.

The first impression of hell is that the sky is gray, and the land of white mountains and black water, but hell also has a land like a fairyland. After all, there is yin and yang to balance, and under the gray and turbid sky here, it is like a fairyland. This is a small valley. There are many huts in the valley, which are integrated with the flowers and plants in the valley, regardless of each other. The flying flowers and butterflies, the honey bees, and the fragrance of birds and flowers are full of vitality. How can you see that this is a horrible hell in my impression.

The hut is built according to the formation. If you go wrong, even if you are extremely high, you can only be trapped in the array and sigh. In the center of the array, this is the most critical place to break the array, but there is also a saying that this is just the illusion used by the city king to confuse others. There are different opinions, but no one can use brute force. Breaking the array.

On top of this array, a simple but not simple hut is built, all of which are made of flowers and plants. The colors on the thatched wall compete with each other, trying to release their beauty and please the owner of the house. If the scene here was seen by the ghost who had just entered hell, he thought he had entered heaven! How can I know that this is a prince in charge of the prison in hell?

"This defeat has greatly damaged our vitality, and the bluebird does not know the whereabouts. My king! It's the most dangerous time, and it's time for you to get out of the customs..." A lot of people and ghosts gathered outside the hut. First, a man with white beard and black hair, wearing a black robe, bent down respectfully and shouted.

Everyone looked at the hut with burning eyes and waited for the movement in the house, but they were disappointed again. What happened outside the hut was still indifferent, as if the life or death of her men had nothing to do with her.

"My king! If you don't come out, we will really be finished..."

"King! Just come out and have a look! It has been 20 years. Your favorite apprentice, Qingniao, has disappeared, and the green elephant has betrayed you. Are you really so cruel and look at your people disappointed one by one..."

"Wang! My king..."

"It's the most dangerous time, Wang! Just come out and have a look!"

There is a howling outside the house, but there is no movement in the house. Such an act for 20 years can make so many people and ghosts listen to her. I have to say that her quality and leadership charm are indeed very strong, but after all, it has reached the most dangerous time now. If she escapes again, she, the king of the city, may be completely injured. In the end, the heart of his subordinates could only become a light pole commander.

Behind the old man in white and black robe, a teenager who was less than 18 years old, wearing bronze armor and long swords. Although he lowered his head, his eyes always aimed at the door of the hut from time to time. Seeing the old father in front of him whispering so low, the young impulsive heart finally couldn't help pounding, and the fire at the bottom of his heart rubbed against He soared, stamped his feet hard, and walked out of the crowd to the steps. Such abrupt behavior made the crowd quickly **, whispered their heads and stopped howls.

"Wei Er, what are you going to do? Come back quickly..." The old man seemed to be scared by his son's behavior. He knelt heavily on the ground and stretched out his hand in the void to catch him. He was just persuading him, but without any substantive action.

"This old fox has a good calculation!" Someone behind him muttered that this action seemed reckless, but those who knew the character of the city king knew that although this behavior offended the city king, it was a profitable business.

Bum! Ma Wei stepped hard on the wooden ladder in front of the hut. The sound was very loud and quickly spread in the valley. This change made the people below immediately shut their mouths, and even the horse who howled his son stopped. It seemed that everyone was choked at the same time and could not make any sound. The slander of Ma Wei's young and recklessness made such a big move.

Ma Wei knew himself. In fact, he was also very frightened to take that step, but he had taken the first step, and he had to continue to go on. Bang! Another difficult step, the voice was louder, and he almost broke his eardrums. Now he knows why the king of the city can stay in the hut at ease regardless of the world. It turned out that it was really a step-by-step mechanism! This is just a simple five-step ladder, which can kill most people.

Everyone knelt on their knees in fear, and now they know that the original movement just now was not caused by Ma Wei. Now they are worried about whether to let Ma Wei pull out the reverse scales of the city king. Ma Yiyan began to be really worried. I was afraid that this sound would shock his precious son to death. Thinking of his completely dead mother, he burst into tears and cried loudly: "King! My son's mother left early and lacked discipline since childhood. You have a lot. Don't be surprised! Son! Come down quickly, Wang must not be offended!"

The old guy played the family card and cried with a runny nose and tears. I'm afraid that any soft-hearted superior can't bear to punish his son!

Everything in the world is divided into yin and yang, which is one of the ways to balance the road. The yang in the world is slightly strong. After death, the yang qi is exhausted and the soul is yin. The yin qi will gradually be integrated by the yang qi, so the soul will go to the yin hell. And because the people in hell have not been moistened and washed by the yang qi for a long time, after the death of hell, they can't stand the thick yin qi of hell for a while, and will be immediately torn and dispersed into the essential yin qi. Unless a powerful person consumes his life and immediately washes his ghost, he can only fly away, but there are several powerful people who can do such a difficult and thankless Although there are very few human beings in hell, everyone in hell is the treasure of all forces, but once they die, they can only completely dissipate.

"Dad! If the child is unfilial, you must let me understand your heart. Even if you sacrifice my useless body, what if the child is gone, you should take care of yourself!" Although Ma Wei's young and handsome face was a little immature, he took another step with his head held high with a strong sadness.

Bum! The sound was louder. The vibrating sound wave directly penetrated his eardrums and his lungs. The seven orifices bleed. With a little inhalation, he would spit out blood. Ma Wei gradually laughed. The smile was so clean, as if it were a baby from the heart, with no scheming purity. This touching one The curtain moved all the people and ghosts below. At this moment, there should be no intention, just for the nobleness of loyalty.

Ma Wei looked back at his father and Ma Yihua reluctantly. Nothing could express the peace in his heart at this time. Twenty years of listening to what the city king did made him boil. He found a little warmth in this cold place and shouted, "Wang ! Although I'm not your minister yet, I will do my best for you!" That foot is easily lifted and is about to step up the third step.

"Ser! Dad, I'm sorry..." Ma Yiqi cried miserably, but he didn't get up to pull him. He looked at his son step on that foot. The shocking sound had not yet sounded, but it had turned into a handful of blood fog and flew all over the sky. How magnificent and beautiful this scene was, forgetting the blood. This is a letter they are pursuing for them. Even if the belief in his heart is firm, how easily the grief of the bereavement can be suppressed? Ma Yiyan closed his eyes and completely fainted and fell to the ground.