Journey to the heavens starting from the Conferred God - 387. Chapter 385

In the eyes of these ghost kings, the ghosts and iron stones are not worth mentioning, and their attention is all on the closed gate of the palace hall.

The hall was silent.

“Black Mountain Fellow, I heard that you were seriously injured, we came here to visit! So many of our friends are coming, if you don’t come out to greet you, it’s not justified, right?”

Youquan Ghost King said slowly, and his voice instantly spread all over the area of Jiuzong Mountain.

This sound, like a ghost sound killing one’s life, can provoke distracting thoughts in people’s hearts. If someone practices healing within the scope of the sound, they will inevitably be driven by the distracted thoughts and become confused by the sound.

Pong Pong Pong! Some ghosts and ghosts in the ghost city couldn’t control their figures after hearing this sound, and burst into pieces.

The other ghosts showed horror and hurriedly blocked their senses, afraid to listen to outside sounds.

Not only the ghosts in the ghost city, but even the many monks of the Three Mountains and Five Sects were caught off guard.

Fortunately, they were all from the Profound Sect, and they weren’t in a state of retreat and practiced, so they snorted and held on.

Crunch!

After the voice of Youquan Ghost King fell, the gate of the Ghost Emperor’s Palace also opened suddenly, and a figure walked out of it.

“Um?”

After seeing the appearance of the figure, the expressions of more than twenty ghost kings suddenly changed, and the young man who appeared in front of them was a young man in a brocade robe.

The young man was full of vitality, brave and aloof. He is clearly a living monk, definitely not the old Black Mountain demon!

“Where is the old demon in Black Mountain? Who is your excellency?”

The Eastern Ghost King cried in a deep voice.

The many ghosts and ghosts in the ghost city below, as well as the monks of the Three Mountains and Five Sects, showed shock like these ghost kings when they saw the figures walking out of the palace.

Hearing the question of the ghost king, they also pricked their ears, wanting to know who this person is sacred, why he appeared in the ghost emperor’s palace, and what is the relationship with the old demon of Black Mountain?

Many questions linger in my heart.

“Old Black Mountain Demon is dead!”

The person who walks out is naturally Feng Yuan.

His voice was faint, his eyes swept over these ghost kings, his eyes flickered, and he could see through the strength of these ghost kings and the evil spirits that haunted them.

The vast majority of these ghost kings are evil spirits that escaped from the eighteenth hell, and had done a lot of evil in the world during their lifetime.

“Already dead? How did you die?”

Youquan Ghost King was taken aback for a moment, and then sternly asked.

“Natural City was killed by the deity… This deity has just comprehended the law of the nether, raised a level of god, and obtained a higher authority, but if you want to become the lord of the nether, you have to sort out the nether and calm the chaos in the nether land… …”

“If you want to calm the chaos, you must clean up your evil spirits. Unexpectedly, you actually took the initiative to send it to your door today!”

Feng Yuan looked calm and said slowly.

This world instinctively wants to stabilize before falling to a higher world level, but the world’s downgrading is a general trend. As long as there is a little hope, the world’s origin must be grasped.

Feng Yuan had used incense and divine power to forcibly open the six reincarnations, sending many ghosts into reincarnation, and got the attention of the world’s origin.

The Origin of the World seemed to feel that Feng Yuan seemed to have the care and gratitude left over from other worlds, so he regarded Feng Yuan as a glimmer of hope.

Therefore, God’s favor!

This is the instinctive choice of the origin of the world.

When Feng Yuan was in retreat, if he had divine help, he quickly understood the mystery of Cui Pan’s Shenyin.

Other monks, such as the old demon of Heishan, who had been incapable of practicing for hundreds of years, did not cause any hindrance to Feng Yuan with the help of the original consciousness.

This is God’s help.

And after Feng Yuan exited the gate, under the guidance of Qi machine, most of the evil spirits and ghost kings in the Nether Land came to him on the initiative.

This point, Feng Yuan understood after seeing the robbery qi surrounding the ghost king.

These ghost kings have been disgusted by the world and have become cancerous tumors that need to be cleaned up.

However, the origin of this world was damaged, and it was no longer possible to lower things like Heaven’s Punishment and Thunder Tribulation, so God chose Feng Yuan to act as a knife to clean up the malignant tumor.

“You killed Black Mountain?”

“Want to kill us and become the Lord of the Nether? It’s ridiculous!”

Twenty-eight ghost kings heard this, and their anger immediately rose to the sky. A mortal monk was so arrogant!

Feng Yuan flew out.

He didn’t say anything to these ghost kings. Twenty-eight ghost kings, hundreds of ghost generals, since they have become his enemies, don’t say much, just do it!

“Reincarnation of life and death, six fairy lights!”

A miracle appeared behind Feng Yuan, this miracle was no longer Zhong Kui’s appearance, but exactly the same as Feng Yuan’s appearance.

On the left hand of the idol, the illusion of a book appeared faintly.

In the illusion, countless humans, ghosts, asuras, birds and beasts are tumbling, containing endless mysteries.

Feng Yuan stretched out his palm slowly.

The divine way behind him also stretched out his palm along with his movements.

With a light push, a very simple movement, with his right hand facing the ghost king and ghost general in mid-air, with his movements, a black and white circle of divine light floats.

This black-and-white divine light appeared, and the mountains that had stood on the ground for countless years began to tremble, attracted by the divine light.

The black and white divine light is silent and contains the infinite mystery between heaven and earth. As the rays of light flowed, endless cycles of life and death emerged, and the truth of permanence and impermanence emerged.

The divine light seems to be slow, but in fact it covers these ghost kings and ghosts in an instant.

Wherever the divine light goes, many ghosts will dissipate silently in the divine light, and you can faintly see that when they dissipate, a little true spirit mark is quietly introduced into the reincarnation by the divine light.

“The six reincarnation lights of Cui Pan…”

The other twenty-eight ghost kings are powerful, and they have resisted in the divine light for a little longer.

Just now, a magical power blasted all the ghost kings of the forbidden law in the ghost emperor’s palace, and made a screaming scream, with unwillingness and disbelief in the voice!

Soon this voice dissipated in the world.

It was as if a brilliance swept across, and all ghost kings and ghosts would all turn into flying ashes. Under the divine light, there was no resistance and no room for dodge.

This is the supernatural power of Cui Yu, the chief judge of the four major judges, the judge of the Yin Law Department, who is in charge of the life and death book, the six reincarnation divine light!

The six rays of reincarnation divine light can activate the power of the book of life and death through the authority of the netherworld. Wherever the divine light goes, all living beings, whether it is life or death, will be driven into reincarnation.

Even with the blessing of the real book of life and death, even the gods could not resist the movement of the divine light.

Originally, the ghostly air filled hundreds of kilometers, and the dark sky gradually returned to normal. The dark sky was even a little brighter than before.

The twenty-eight ghost kings and more than one hundred ghost generals who were originally aggressive and capable of shaking Nether disappeared out of thin air.

For a time.

The millions of ghosts and ghosts around the mountain, and the large number of ghosts and ghosts in the ghost market, the monks of the three mountains and five sects, and the mortals who strayed into the ghost market, all cast their eyes on the sound of the shadows in front of the palace gate.

Between heaven and earth, there is silence.

Only this one.