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Chapter 342: The Dragons Come Together (2)

After being stunned for three seconds, he took a deep breath. It was normal... It was normal. Thousands of years passed, and people's hearts were not old. It was too difficult to keep people's hearts loyal for thousands of years.

But... I never expected that the ranks of officials with a disobedient heart would be so powerful!

No wonder...no wonder Liu Yu dared to talk to him on a cruise ship. Has the situation outside the region reached this point...

There was no time to consider him. The wind was roaring, and the seven flags were swaying in the wind. The embroidered dragon pattern was embroidered. The next second when these ghost soldiers appeared, the cloud behind them... broke the dam.

Boom boom boom! The rocks pierce the clouds and the waves slammed the shore. Countless ghost soldiers jumped out of the clouds, carrying a full body of yin energy, like the god of death returning from the Kingdom of the Dead. Moreover, they were all wearing pitch-black armor, somewhat similar to the costumes of the Song Dynasty cavalry. The armor was a willow-leaf armor, with a long spear in his hand, a short knife in his waist, and a long bow behind him. Even the war horses under his crotch were all wearing heavy armor.

From a distance, it looked like a black tide, with only the green ghost fires connected into a thread lit up in the face armor. Just after them, there were countless, tens of thousands... tens of thousands of green ghost fires shining immediately.

If a river breaks its dam, it is like a galaxy flowing backwards. Thousands of heavily armored cavalry charge together, forming a dark ghostly Great Wall, silent, but with a stagnant murder. Even the spears ignite the high-speed friction between the Yin Qi and ignite the faint green ghost fire. They rushed straight to the gate of the underworld.

Rumble! With the charge of thousands of black cavalry, the money paper was blown straight towards Qin Ye. The sound of the world stomping for it, the heart was about to explode, and the bloody shock of the people stuttering, which greatly stimulated his senses. At the same time, he also knew who was the one who was leading the way.

King Chahan of the Bamboo Domain!

"This is... Tiefutu!" He snorted fiercely. The typical Mongolian Yuan cavalry, thousands of Iefutus, could only do this former Mongolian Yuan king.

What made people's scalp even more numb was that after following Tiefutu, countless cavalry rushed out of the clouds like a river rushing... He took a deep breath, and then, an unknown anger rushed to his head.

Hold troops and respect yourself!

The ranks of officials and soldiers of the border shall not exceed 5,000, which is about this number. And what about them?

The aura of the seven judges, but the number of people is close to 100,000! Do you take the old underworld seriously? Do you take him seriously?

It's ridiculous. If it were before, when he saw this kind of thing, he would have to dig his ears and blow his breath and bounce his little finger: Oh, is it your own weight? What's my business?

But when I truly sit in this position and pay so much for the underworld, I can feel this anger from the top.

"As a vassal king, he dared to challenge orthodoxy. This is a demonstration against the newly established underworld. He demonstrated against me, the future King of Hell. He did not take me seriously at all..." His eyes narrowed dangerously, and murderous intent surged in his heart for the first time.

Active murderous intent.

"Are you sober and be patient." Alsace said quietly: "Regular Yin soldiers are completely different from ordinary Yin soldiers. Ten thousand regular Yin soldiers can sweep across a small country with anarchy. Here... there... at least one hundred thousand troops are leading the army, and the genius is a temporary genius. Whether it is soldiers or generals, we have no effect on the turn of our faces."

Qin Ye closed his eyes, and the anger in his heart twitched his eyelids. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and sneered: "Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

"And... there is no need to use a knife to kill someone." He sighed relieved: "Besides... this is when Yu Qian and Yang Jiye traded a letter of fame!"

For more than twenty minutes, the clouds were like cracked mouths of hell, and endless ghost fires rushed out of the darkness and joined the torrent that broke through everything. No one expected that the twelve Tianluo's trump card was so deep. Hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers... swept across the Asia-Pacific countries, and the spice islands were not a problem. Now, the soldiers are in Bao'an Underworld!

Dongdongdongdongdongdong. The sound of horse hooves was shocking the sky and the earth, but there was no strange sound of shouting and killing. It seemed... this was their last respect for the word "underworld". Faced with this overwhelming offensive, Yang Jiye's face did not change. Under a horn, the flag changed.

Kakaka! The sharp arrows are on the strings, and the arrows are shining. If the Tiefutu army is an igniting torrent of Yin Qi, Yang Jiye's army is the Great Wall of Ghost. In the blink of an eye, the cavalry tide has rushed to within fifty meters, and the best attack range for bows and arrows.

Yang Jiye's hand was already raised.

The cold wind blew Yu Qian's gray beard, and he was as sure as a rock. The emperor was captured by others in the Tumu Fort Incident, and he had seen such a formation before.

Just fight. Stop fighting.

No doubt.

One step further, what was greeted by the cavalry brigade was the overwhelming rain of arrows. At the same time, Alsace had already grabbed Qin Ye's clothes with cold eyes. Once the momentum was wrong, she would immediately take Qin Ye back to the underworld.

Sighing! However, just at fifty meters, all the war horses raised their front hooves, stood up, and then stepped heavily on the ground with a loud bang. The entire space trembled because of this moment. The next second, seven huge teams, carrying the yin energy of the sky, were carried by hundreds of ghosts, and with a bang, they rushed out of the clouds with the money paper all over the sky.

The cold wind is like a dragon, blowing the black and white space into a silence. It is as silence as death.

Sha... the cavalry immediately guarded the seven teams firmly. I don't know how long it took, but a lazy voice sounded one by one, "King of Zhenla Guo Ziyi, is called to attend the grand dynasty meeting, please pass on the Bao'an underworld." "King of Siam Chang Yuchun, is called to attend the grand dynasty meeting, please report." "King of Hanyang Liu Yu, is called to attend the grand dynasty meeting, and comes as scheduled." "King of Bagan Ma Fubo." "King of Sanfo Qi, Han Qinhu." "King of Jiaozhi, Gao Changgong." "King of Bamboo Domain Chahan."

Swipe! Ghost fires spiral up, with an unconcealed aura of judges. It is wrapped in a seal, like a seven-wheeled sun, shining in black and white space.

Seal...

Qin Ye looked at the seal with a burning look on the aura of the Hanyang King. This seal was completely different from the others. It was at the highest point of all seals. It was not intentional, but as if other seals were retreating from it.

The ghost fire ignited by Yan Luo himself, and all evil spirits retreated!

"With it... can I completely lift the Magpie Bridge Fairy?" Qin Ye asked hoarsely.

"Of course. But don't think about these for the time being... This is something they will not hand over. Instead of caring about this, it's better... take a good look at these officials in the border." Alsace's voice was filled with anger. Qin Ye looked down with the light of the ghost fire from the seal, and the corners of his eyes twitched several times.

No one got off the mount.

The seven officials in the border areas did not show their own appearance, but were wearing extremely luxurious clothes that were attached to their bodies before they died. Even though they were already covered with rich stinking and corpse spots, the luxurious clothes and exquisite perfume on their bodies could not be covered up. However... even a beauty-loving person like Gao Changgong, the King of Lanling, never took off.

Obviously, you are not worthy.

Such blatant provocation made Qin Ye narrow the corners of his eyes, suppress the anger in his heart, and continued to look over.

Seven officials from the border were riding in a huge convoy. I don’t know if it was a coincidence. In front of each convoy, there was a dragon flag several meters in size, embroidered with five-clawed golden dragons.

There are more than a dozen cars, each of which is led by four horses. In the center is a magnificent land palace, carried by hundreds of ghosts, as if walking on the flat ground.

The carved beams and painted roads are extremely luxurious, with green curtains floating, revealing the figure of the tall crown and gorgeous clothes. Outside the palace, there are big drums, chubs, knuckle drums, small drums... the bands of flutes, flutes, chess, and horizontal flutes have a total of three or four hundred ghosts. Going out, thousands of extremely fine paper-made people, playing the five-meter-high soul-summing banners, holding three-meter-high mourning sticks, embroidering various banners and flags of the deeds of the chief officials in the palace during their lifetime. The specifications are astonishing as if they were traveling.

Who is the master of the underworld?

Qin Ye's face was calm, but Alsace had heard the other party's knuckles pinched.

How can you not be angry?

This is even more naked than the Tiefutu rushing formation, and it is simply blatantly slapping Qin Ye in the face: Why should you sit on the throne of King Yama? What qualifications do you have to issue an edict to hold a grand dynasty meeting?

You don’t have qualifications, you don’t have cultivation, you don’t have wealth, you don’t have wealth. Who gives you a face?

Compared to your dilapidated house, our seven Tianluo are more like the masters of the Yinsi.

Look, how luxurious our fiefdom is comparable to a newly established underworld? It is not a shame to show the form of disdain. A poor and unbuilt underworld, and a young and unhaired king of Yama, who has no right to show us?

You said you worked hard?

It is still far from our fiefdom, our wealth, and our cultivation level. Is your efforts useless? Since you are shameless and don’t cross out our names on the underworld record, then... don’t blame us for coming to the door for slapping in the face.

"Are you angry?" Arthas asked suppressing his anger, trying to calm his voice.

Only they know how much they have made for the new underworld.

It can be said that he was worried and turned white. Those who were so afraid of death in the King of Yama were forced to the Tsushima Strait. For Gu Qing, a soul - a soul that he might not have even seen before, he took risks and entangled with Yin Yu from various countries... In this way, these people's names are still on the Yinsi Record, which is particularly insufficient!
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