no soul

"Boom boom boom!!"

"Boom boom boom!!"

The sound approached extremely fast, and it was just outside the palace gate!

"Da da da!"

The tall Yin soldiers passed through the palace wall, and the horse raised its front hooves and neighed.

The blackness spread flatly on the open ground under the palace, drowning the red color of the palace wall.

——The second yin soldier in this ghost square, the yin soldier who just broke out of the Yongsui Mountain that day.

Now, it should be in Zhao Yi's hands.

Lin Hong looked at the huge palace gate standing tall.

A fluttering figure in white clothes slowly walked in from the palace gate, surrounded by black soldiers and horses.

His cold eyes met Lin Hong's from afar.

Zhao Yi.

The famous hero in history was standing in front of Lin Hong at this moment, confronting him.

The black soldiers behind each held long knives and spears and looked at each other coldly.

The killing intent was chaotic and agitated, ready to go.

The moment he saw Zhao Yi's appearance, Wu Niu was taken aback. He stopped struggling and looked straight at him. Countless terrifying memories flooded into his mind...

He remembered.

Lin Hong is the current prime minister.

Zhao Yi, lied to him.

It is impossible for him to sit on the dragon chair no matter what.

He is indeed delusional.

He looked at Zhao Yi, he was trembling.

And Zhao Yi's eyes only fell on the Yin soldiers behind Lin Hong.

He smiled coldly, and raised his hand - a blue jade tiger charm hung between his knuckles.

"Shut up!"

Countless black horses hissed!

Iron armor clanging and colliding!

One hundred thousand mighty Yin soldiers with weapons in their hands rode out from behind him!

"Boom boom boom!!"

The thousands of Yin soldiers behind Lin Hong also brazenly fought!

The billowing black mist is monstrous! !

The Yin soldiers rushed down the steep steps in front of the hall!

"Boom boom boom!!"

The darkness is overwhelming, like big waves undulating!

A gust of strong wind blew Lin Hong's long hair and the hem of his clothes flying!

Lin Hong stood there quietly, without any fear, with a cold expression, watching the Yin soldiers go away.

"Boom boom boom!!"

The sound of horseshoes rang out!

The sound echoed between heaven and earth!

The whole luxurious palace is trembling!

The earth is shaking!

Two mighty Yin soldiers rushed out of the black mist, endlessly, and fought hand-to-hand in the vast open space between the main hall and the palace wall!

"when!!!!"

"when!!!!"

The collision of weapons made a frightening noise!

The dark clouds are dark, the sky and the earth are dark and gloomy, and the death chill from hell is engulfing the ten directions!

The dark wind was raging, shuttling between the palaces and pavilions, arousing a series of whimpers, like a hundred ghosts crying!

"Boom boom boom!!"

The two ghost soldiers from hell are crazily biting and confronting each other!Weapons and horseshoes are stirring the black mist.

"when!!!"

"when!!!"

The long knife was raised and swung down brazenly!

Black blood mist splashes!

The "dead" Yin soldiers were crushed into a mist, and the horse under his crotch let out a mournful cry.

The black mist stirs up the stormy waves of the sea of ​​death!

Lin Hong stood on the sky steps, looking at the Yin soldiers fighting below.

Countless tall and warlike shadows are still pouring out from behind him, rushing down with dead air!

Great morale, high fighting spirit, never tired!

"Boom boom boom!!"

There was the sound of galloping horseshoes exploding in my ears, and the strong wind was raging!

Lin Hong's eyes turned to the thinly dressed figure standing in front of the palace gate, and a steady stream of black soldiers and horses were also pouring out behind him.

It was too far away to see Zhao Yi's expression clearly, he must still be indifferent and determined to win.

Zhao Yi is indeed determined to win.

Lin Hong looked down at the Jade Tiger Talisman in his hand.

In reality, Yin soldiers do not really exist, but Zhao Yi fabricated them using rumors and coincidences.

He was the one who fabricated Master Huairou.

In reality, there is no such divine power, but in this ghost recipe, he succeeded.

Here, there really exists a master Huairou who is full of resentment and murderous intent.

Everything he assumed for this ghost army has come true in this ghost square.

No matter what the reality is, in this ghost square, the Yin soldiers are real.

This jade tiger talisman was given to Wu Niu by Zhao Yi, and the jade tiger talisman is divided into yin and yang. So, what did Zhao Yi define for these two jade pendants?Can there be strengths and weaknesses?

He promised Wu Niu at that time that if Feng Shui was destroyed, Yin soldiers would fail, and the Jade Tiger Talisman could also mobilize Yin soldiers.

Zhao Yi killed Wu Niu on the sixth day, that is to say, he didn't think about making Wu Niu's Feng Shui reach seven-day success at the beginning, and he didn't want him to succeed.

So, which of these two jade pendants will prevail?

——Dai Xuchen said "surrender to strength".

what power?

Lin Hong turned his gaze to the battlefield below.

The mighty black mist on both sides is still colliding and stirring!

Dead air and killing intent intertwined, creating chaos.

But Lin Hong could see it——Zhao Yi's yin soldiers were larger in number and more amazing in combat power, and they were slowly gaining the upper hand.

Lin Hong's Yin soldiers are under Wu Niu's command, and they won the position of co-lord of the world for Wu Niu. After many years of fighting, they must be exhausted and exhausted.

And what Zhao Yi has in his hand is a Yin soldier who has just woken up from a state of depression and has not fought.The killing intent accumulated for thousands of years is now inexhaustible, waiting to be destroyed!

Lin Hong didn't know whether it was because of the Jade Tiger Talisman or the Yin Soldier itself, but no matter what, in the end, it was impossible for him to resist Zhao Yi.

The dark clouds make the sky and the earth look gloomy and gloomy, and the howling mournful wind is bitingly cold, symbolizing death.

Lin Hong felt no fear at all at the moment, he looked at the sky where the dark clouds were changing.

"Wan Guchuan," Lin Hong smiled.

"Tell me the truth, did something happen to you?"

His voice drifted in the wind.

Lin Hong suddenly felt very open-minded, "If I die in this ghost place, can I be with you forever?"

All the wind froze at this moment.

The two Yin soldiers fighting under the steps froze at the same time.

"Qiang!" "Qiang!" "Qiang!"

There was a sound of iron armor, and they looked at Lin Hong on the steps.

Count interest.

The strong wind suddenly stirred up the vortex! !

Lin Hong's cloak and ink hair were trembling wildly!

"Hunting" exploded!

It blows so hard that he can't keep his eyes open.

It was his words that angered something.

The surrounding tree pipes were torn by the furious wind!

"Woooooooo!!"

A loud noise comparable to thunder!I want to pull the tree up from the ground!

The golden glazed tiles were rolled into the sky, "Kang Bang Bang!!" The tiles hit the palace wall and the ground, smashing into pieces!

The dark clouds in the sky are also stirred into a vortex in this whirling and tearing wind!

Infinitely spreading, expanding——

The clouds of the whole sky are trapped in this vortex!

The purple lightning is like giant dragons undulating and swimming in this black ocean!

The world is shaking!

What Lin Hong said—Wan Guchuan was obviously not allowed.

He set off a raging black sea!

He set off mountains and rivers!

Set off all the majestic forces between heaven and earth!

The hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers who were battling stopped their movements completely, and they all looked at the sky, their cold eyes filled with fear that had not been seen in a thousand years.

Zhao Yi's cold expression couldn't hold back anymore, his pupils shrank like needles.

Suddenly, torrential dark clouds poured down from the center of the vortex!

Surrounded by turbulent lightning, roaring and howling!

The strong light instantly engulfed the world into a blinding white!

Dark clouds and lightning hit the black Yin soldiers!

"Bang!!!!!!"

Hitting the ground made a loud noise!

The wind swept thousands of miles!

The raging black mist exploded, engulfing the world!

In this overwhelming blackness, pairs of eyes shining with cold light slowly opened, spreading away, tens of thousands!

With the coldness from hell.

Zhao Yi looked at them in the swirl of black mist.

Death and murderous intentions pointed directly at this famous power minister in history, the hero who once looked down on the world.

"Get lost!" Zhao Yihe had never lost his composure before, his face was pale, and he held up his Jade Tiger Talisman, "Listen to my orders! Kill them! Kill them! Destroy his evil soldiers!"

The cold eyes still looked at him.

—surrender to power.

The strongest force has appeared, and they cannot resist it.

Countless sharp weapons were raised high, shining coldly in the black mist.

"what!!!!!!!!!"

A painful scream pierced the sky!

Lin Hong was shrouded in darkness, he didn't know what happened, but Zhao Yi's cry was so shrill, mixed with infinite fear, that his heart couldn't help trembling.

The black enveloped him, but it was gentle.

Lin Hong was stunned.

"Wan Guchuan?"

A tall figure slowly stepped out from the black mist in front of him.

His eyes were dark, his face was handsome, and he looked at him.

Lin Hong also looked at him.

In the boundless black mist.

In the boundless silence.

Four eyes facing each other.

Fine electric light wandered around.

Stirring the world and frightening the ten directions, Wan Guchuan looked at Lin Hong with gentle eyes.

He spoke in a low voice, sighing and helpless, as if he felt that what Lin Hong said just now was too vexatious, "Go back."

"What about you?" Lin Hong frowned, and hurried forward, striding towards him, lest he disappear suddenly.

However, as he approached, the black mist retreated rapidly, and Wan Guchuan hid in the mist and was also moving away from him.

"Together with you." Wan Guchuan smiled.

"Wan Guchuan! Don't leave! Stop!" Lin Hong almost hissed, but went up to grab nothing.

The black mist dissipated, and a ray of light struck, replacing the coldness and lifelessness, and instead of Wan Guchuan hugging him tightly.

Lin Hong was still standing on the high platform of the palace, he kept his grip, and was stunned in place.

Most of the dark clouds in the sky have dispersed.

The vast flat land below is empty, the black mist and Yin soldiers have gone away, it is in a mess, and there are still fragments of glazed tiles on the ground, the "Yue" flag was torn into pieces and fell everywhere, the palace walls collapsed, and the stone steps were sunken.

Symbolizes a fragmented dream.

There is also a bloody corpse lying at the gate of the palace—or it is more appropriate to say "one piece", the corpse is dilapidated and indistinguishable.

The white clothes were dyed red, turning into pieces and mixed into the flesh and blood.

It's Zhao Yi.

In this ghost square, he died under the knife of the Yin soldiers he created with rumors.

He told a big lie that the master of Huairou turned into a Yin soldier.

Such a loyal army must be angry at the death of the former king, they just want to fight back!

When the phoenix sword turned towards him, he could only be chopped into pieces in the vortex of soldiers and horses like King Huairou.

It's just that his lies were so true that almost everyone in the world believed them.

Even farmers who have lived in the mountains for a long time can become his pawns.

The "great teacher" deceives the common people with lies.

Aim for the world, aim for the overall situation, regard human life as worthless.

Even in reality, his failure had already been foreshadowed.

It's all fake, it's all lies.

The palace is fake, Yue Dynasty is fake...

Zhao Yi's scam...

Wu Niu's big dream...

all fake.

Those ghost soldiers are fictional.

The Yin soldiers of King Huairou live in rumors.

But Wan Guchuan is real...

It's true, a ghost burdened with so much resentment.

With death and murderous aura, he couldn't even get close to him, lest the resentment on his body hurt him...

Lin Hong's heart was throbbing.

Wu Niu fell into a daze and sat beside Lin Hong, his eyes were empty, without any anxiety.

"Have you dreamed enough?" Lin Hong didn't look at him, but spoke to him.

Wu Niu laughed, "It's really... nothing interesting. The price is too high, and it will all come to nothing."

Lin Hong didn't want to hear him sigh, regret, and said indifferently, "Let me go back when I've done enough."

Wu Niu sighed, relieved like never before, "Go find him. Like me, I have been looking for Li Niang for a long time, and I searched the whole mountain but couldn't find her..."

"I'm different from you." Lin Hong didn't want to have anything to do with him.

"Yes..." Wu Niu looked towards the sky.

I don't deserve it.

Daofeng 18 years.

Yongsui Mountain.

bamboo forest.

"Oh, look at this feng shui, it seems to be a yin soldier!"

"That's it."

"Dragon veins, dragon caves, mountains and rivers embrace together, ouch! Even the imperial mausoleum dare not build like this!"

A group of people were blocked by soldiers in iron armor. They still stretched their necks and looked inside, watching the officers and soldiers inside lift up the water coffin, pointing and chattering.

"No wonder there are thousands of troops and horses in the middle of the night!"

"Huh? Did you hear that?"

"Yes! I can't sleep because of the noise!"

"Why didn't I hear..." someone whispered.

"Go! You have to be very talented and immortal to hear it! ——Like Prime Minister Zhao!"

"I heard it too!"

"I heard it! Xianyuan - I often dream of gods! The sound of soldiers and horses sounded, and the gods told me in my dream not to be afraid, he will protect me!"

"It's so amazing, what's that sound like?"

"It's the loud noise of 'Boom, boom, boom!', it's scary!"

"Isn't that thunder..."

"Go! Can't I hear it yet! It's thousands of troops crossing the border!"

"I heard it too."

"Me too! It's scary!"

"It's definitely the sound of soldiers and horses!"

Everyone catered one after another, talking about their "celestial fate" and discussing the metaphysics of ghosts and gods.

"Ouch! Look! This Yin soldier is raised in a bamboo joint!" Someone shouted while holding a half-sectioned bamboo joint.

"what?"

"what?"

"In the bamboo knot?"

"Let me see."

"let me see."

"Ah!! Really!! There are Yin soldiers in the bamboo joints!!"

"Look at this shape...the Yin soldiers are getting on their horses!!"

Someone took a look, "This...isn't it eaten by moths?"

There are dots of dots in the bamboo joints, not shaped at all, and chaotic, but someone yells that they are Yin soldiers.

"What worms are eating! Where are the worms! This is a dark soldier made of resentment! Raised in bamboo knots!"

I also broke a few bamboo joints, which were also eaten by moths.

However, the cries of "worm-eaten" were drowned out.

"A lot of evil soldiers!"

"There are really Yin soldiers!"

"Of course it's true! Didn't you just say that? I heard the voice of the Yin soldiers."

"Oh... I am amazed to see the Yin soldiers!"

Wu Niu killed his father to raise Yin soldiers, Zhao Yi and Prime Minister Zhao cut off the heads of the Yin soldiers and subdued the Yin soldiers.

Wu Niu's party members were sentenced to death, and the human skin was peeled off to warn the world!

Full of wind and rain.

The site of the coffin in the water is named "Prince's Tomb". Those who get this geomantic omen will win the Yin soldiers and the world.

The "Great Master of Knowledge" was also born from this, and countless people picked up the "Bright Flame Sutra" and converted to the "Bright Flame Sect".

The people are ignorant, blindly superstitious, and copy what others say, which encourages the arrogance of those who spread rumors.

Taking advantage of the topic, Ying Shuyan said.

False facts are exposed, and everyone destroys them!

In a big drama, the participants are ambitious strategists who play with people's hearts, stupid people who don't distinguish between black and white superstitious ghosts and gods, and twisted evil ghosts who are so greedy that they kill their fathers.

It fits seamlessly.

Conversing black and white, encouraging liars to stir up the world, wars are brewing, the world is in turmoil, and foolish people are displaced.

Who got a good death?

Prince's Grave·End

Volume 11 Mountains and Rivers Are Safe·End