Sweep... Diting's yin energy just poured out, another piece of equally violent yin energy surged up. The two were facing each other in the air. Peter the Great's skeleton fingers were tied together, his words were soft and his attitude was very tough: "Don't be so excited, Duke Diting. Since you have agreed to our conditions, what's the difference between waiting for one more day?"

boom!!

Before he finished speaking, Di Ting gently captured the table. The stone table shattered, and the walls from all directions were overwhelmed by the violent impact of the yin energy, and even cracks slowly appeared. It sneered at Peter the Great: "If you agree, you can't believe us? You dare to put a house arrest on China, you are the first one!"

"Don't say it so bad." Peter the Great's words were soft and his attitude was very tough. He also stood up. The powerful yin energy made his delicate clothes dance like a dragon, and he supported his hands on the table, looking at Di Ting tightly: "This is just to take care of the safety of both of you. After all,... there are still four hours left to go to war, and no one can guess whether there will be any danger."

"Are you threatening me?" Di Ting narrowed his eyes.

Peter the Great smiled: "I believe your country sees our determination and...the price we have paid for this determination."

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Ting suddenly raised his claws and slapped hard outside the door.

A loud bang shocked the earth. However, the statues and reliefs in the room burst out countless pale lights under the palm, condensed into white silk threads, gathering on the stone gate. A layer of dead light shone out, and it actually forced Di Ting's attack, but it was not broken yet!

"The Scythe of Death." Peter the Great, who was obviously a skeleton, had a slightly slump on his chest and spoke solemnly: "This is the Tsar's ban technique. Don't worry, I will open it when I meet the demon! I will offer you a generous gift afterwards!"

"You are looking for death!" Di Ting's hair exploded, spreading wildly, and his body expanded rapidly. At this moment, one hand suddenly touched its back and lifted it back.

"Open at five o'clock?" Qin Ye held Di Ting with one hand and raised his chin towards the stone gate.

The heart that Peter the Great just raised finally let go. Ning pointed: "Swear in my name."

"Very good." Qin Ye stood up: "I hope your generous gift can satisfy our lack of raising this matter in front of the King of Hell."

"Don't worry about this."

"In addition, we need a quiet room." Qin Ye looked around and said Youran: "You don't want us to face each other in the next four hours, right? I believe that neither you nor Di Ting want to see each other now."

Peter the Great breathed a sigh of relief: "As you wish."

He looked at Qin Ye deeply. Who was this? He could suppress Di Ting's anger? He was ready to take action, but unexpectedly, the fire was extinguished.

No... now is not the time. He may be the sequence of successors in a more complete and complete manner, or he may be the guardian of Dizang's personal life. Now he has no time to guess the other party's identity. No matter what his identity is, tonight... he doesn't want to stop the Tsar's Iron Cavalry!

The scene seemed to be silent for a moment, for three seconds. No ghost spoke. Emperor Peter's posture remained unchanged, like a stone sculpture. Three seconds later, Qin Ye finally walked into the stone wall.

Boom... The stone gate was closed behind him. At the same time, he suddenly let go of his hand covering Diting's mouth. Diting jumped down in one step, and the yin energy emerged from every pore, his hair and beard were open, and his eyes turned red: "Reason."

"Hua Guoyincha never accepted such insults! Give me a reason!"

"Don't look at me seriously injured now, he can't kill me, and he dares not touch you! Why do you whisper in front of a first-class underworld!!"

"Then why do you think he is so respectful to me!" Qin Ye's voice was louder than him, and he blocked the room's perception, his eyes were like lightning, and he sneered: "This is their attitude, their determination! In order for the resentful soul crystal to have reached this point, they will not hesitate to let go of all their figures! They will not hesitate to turn against us temporarily!"

"If you insist on leaving just now, a battle of the King of Hell will immediately break out! If you are seriously injured and have not healed, are you sure you are his opponent? Is it interesting to be willing to suffer if you want to live? Do you have to see your details?!"

Di Ting stared at his eyes: "You are always afraid of losing the reputation of the underworld in China, and they are afraid that they will see the truth and reality. Then aren't you afraid now?!"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid!" Qin Ye was breathless, sat on the sofa and snorted: "But we promised the Russian underworld that the resentful soul crystal is already unimpressive enough! Now the Russian underworld thinks so! They even think that our compromise is to test the reality of the Chinese underworld! Why do you have to reverse this impression now?"

"Don't you often tell me that little bitch will cause trouble? Those who achieve big things do not care about the trivial matters..."

"I have never said it." Di Ting looked at him coldly: "What I taught is that the underworld of China has never had overnight revenge, because it avenged it on the spot."

Qin Ye bulged his eyes and looked at the sky with relief: "No matter what, hold it back now!"

He lowered his head, looked at each other with fire and said, "The last four hours."

"I will make them laugh even!"

"Who can laugh at the end is the real winner, and what is the length of time to compete for?"

Di Ting didn't speak anymore.

It's not unexpected, but instinct.

In Fengdu for thousands of years, who dares to put down the angels of China? Looking for death?

But today, one is not as good as your own underworld, and the other is not as good as your own duke. The first reaction is... you don't want to live anymore?!

After wandering around for a few seconds, it calmed down, and the yin energy was completely withdrawn and looked at Qin Ye: "Have your message been sent?"

"No. Haven't you noticed that the god of death's yin energy completely blocked the surroundings? As long as I have a slight movement, he will immediately find it. But... no hurry." He crossed his hands, rubbed his thumb and index fingers constantly, and pursed his lips, saying, "Hours... are enough for the Holy Spirits to arrive."

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Time passed quickly. At half past four, the stone gate opened silently. A skeleton in the butler's costume walked in, put his hand on his abdomen, and bowed almost ninety degrees: "Sir, the emperor is welcome."

Qin Ye walked out with him. The magic of the stone gate had been silently unraveled. Emperor Peter the Great stood in front of the stone table, and a series of dark winds poured down through the stone gate, like a tsunami of nothingness. He blew his luxurious dress and raised his hem.

Very quiet, so quiet that even rationally begins to feel uneasy. Emperor Peter turned around and looked at Qin Ye: "Have you ever been to the Blue Sky Building?"

"No."

"What a pity." Peter the Great sighed slightly: "It is the Ulaanbaatar landmark building, the tallest building - of course, it is far inferior to the infrastructure of China. However, the roof of the building there can overlook the entire Ulaanbaatar."

He seemed to be smiling: "Although you haven't been there, it's a good opportunity tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body turned into countless yin winds, countless yin energy formed a human face, rising and falling in the illusion. The yin weather turned into a vortex, screaming and rotating in the room, dyeing everything black, like walking in the dark eternal night.

"Yan Luo-level magic...the stars move." Di Ting took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Prepare."

He didn't say anything to prepare, however, Qin Ye flipped his fingers and a golden scale appeared on his fingertips. At the same time, Diting Yin Qi burst out with a bang.

Without hesitation, with a wave of his finger, the golden light fleeting and sinking into darkness.

At the same time, countless Yin Qi people suddenly appeared around and screamed. The next second, Yin Qi dissipated and Qin Ye suddenly discovered... they were already standing at the top of a tall building!

Looking around, the lights of the Ulaanbaataran home stretch for thousands of meters, and at the end of the sky and the earth... the yin energy of the sea is stacked up, like the thousands of cavalry about to charge.

Qin Ye glanced at Emperor Peter deeply.

Even though the other party acted so respectfully, the duke's identity was not false. Just now... it was almost space-breaking. If the other party wanted to do so, I might not be able to live for a minute.

"Ha..." Peter the Great stood on the roof, overlooking the world, took a deep breath, and the chest cavity supported by the bones was undulating. He took out a golden pocket watch: "Now, it's five o'clock."

"Soon, 50,000 Imperial Guards will join Emperor Yekaterina to attack the yin and yang boundary of Ulaanbaatar. This is a grand occasion that has not happened in nearly a hundred years on Earth. They are wearing anti-crusade formations - this is the top military formation. The 50,000 Imperial Guards and Dukes can even prevent other dukes from escaping."

He turned around and looked at Qin Ye: "So... what did Mr. Qin take out just now? He could break through Yan Luo's space and move? And the speed was so fast that I couldn't even see clearly?"

"Mr. Qin..." The wind blew through the gaps of his skeleton, making a whimpering sound, and the ghost fire surged: "I hope we are allies. The last target of these 50,000 imperial guards was the Mongolian underworld, not you."

Di Ting and Qin Ye turned their heads together and looked at him coldly: "Emperor Peter... do you want to declare war on the underworld of China?"

"No." Peter the Great turned his head and looked at the dark night in Ulaanbaatar: "I just promise that the allies standing behind me are allies, not enemies."

Just as this word fell, the sky... changed.

In the four fields of Ulaanbaatar, the yin energy was like a tide, mixed with the sound of horse hooves surging like a broken dam, and the earth was shaking and shaking towards the lights!

In the darkness around them, countless figures that only Yin Chai could see appeared. They rode skeleton war horses, wearing iron armor, holding spears, and their whole bodies were lying on the horse's back. There were countless numbers, and they stepped on the ground and swayed straight to Ulaanbaatar!

The terrifying ghost fire even the horizon was dyed red. The next second, the entire Ulaanbaatar lights began from the edge and went out quickly and neatly towards the center!

Slap! Within five seconds, it was pitch black!

Yin soldiers besieged the city!

"You are looking for death!" Di Ting was stunned for three seconds, and stared at the other party with wide eyes: "You are the army that claims to be parked on the border, and appear in the Mongolian capital in less than three minutes? Where did you put our underworld in China!"

"Ah... I remembered it wrong." Peter the Great's voice hoarse: "It seems to be in Suhbato, the closest distance, but... it doesn't matter, right?"

He suddenly turned around and looked at Di Ting: "I said that behind me... I hope to stand an allies, not an enemy."

"Why can't you be a little tolerant to your friends? Or..."

A dozen ghost soldiers stood around the roof of the building, and at this moment, they drew their swords at the same time.

Under the moonlight, the paleness of death shines.

Silently, knives were aimed at Qin Ye and Di Ting in the center, and more than a dozen ghost soldiers formed a twisted magic circle. The ghosts from all directions seemed to smell the most delicious smell, like smoke and rain, screaming from every corner!
Chapter completed!