The capital of the Philippines, Manila.

It is already seven o'clock in the morning. Various stalls have appeared on the streets and alleys. In this country with a lot of fruits, even breakfast is unrelated to fruits, beef bone soup, seafood paella, Abodo... Even if it is not yet dawn, the city is already busy.

But at this moment, a stall owner with a little black skin shivered in confusion, looked at the stall owner next to him in surprise and said, "Do you feel it? It suddenly cooled down?"

"Yes..." The stall owner next to him also hugged his arms with confusion and shook: "Strange, it's not so cold early in the morning... This is close to the tropical area..."

boom--!!

Before he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly passed through the sky! In the early morning, the garbage on the road, and the ceiling of merchants were blown away like veils! Merchants and pedestrians all screamed, and almost all of them squatted down.

Bang... an iron pot filled with water flew into the air like a paper kite, then it rotated and fell down, stools, chairs... countless things were moved away a hundred meters. The cold wind lasted for more than ten seconds before it ended its rampage.

Still no one moved.

Three seconds later, someone stood up tremblingly and looked at the sky in disbelief: "What's wrong..."

In the sky, a dark shadow spread across the clouds that had just been lit, as if a giant was hiding behind the clouds, approaching the ground from the sky. This shocking scene made all residents scream, pack up their things like crazy, and start running home.

"Typhoon? Is this a special typhoon warning?" "What about the government? What is the government for? Why not early warning?" "This kind of wind... is probably the most powerful typhoon in recent decades!" "Refuge! Go to the shelter quickly!"

There was a mess in the city, but... the suburbs were already dumbfounded.

An early farmer was brushing his teeth. His toothbrush fell to the ground with a thud, his mouth was covered in white foam, and he looked at the mountains in front of him tremblingly.

On the other side of the mountain, endless clouds were pressing against the mountain, and they had already flowed over the mountain, like thousands of ghost soldiers passing by, and it was like the collapse of the sky and the earth was full of black water, and the entire earth was swallowed by this darkness.

Brush! Without waiting for him to react, black smoke poured down from the top of the mountain! Instantly swallowing the village.

Thirty seconds later, the farmer stood up tremblingly, his legs were weak. However, before he could scream, the scenery from all directions made him sit back again and again.

There is almost no winter in the Philippines. However, at this moment, there is a wasteland around him. The ground is abnormally black. All plants completely withered, but in just thirty seconds, the ground is full of dead leaves. The mountains have changed from green to black and yellow. What's even more terrifying is that the poultry he raised is all lying on the ground in a row. It has long been dead.

It seemed as if within thirty seconds of the black moment, the god of death came. He blew out his life and changed his life and death. He clearly saw nothing or heard nothing, but he only felt a cold feeling from his back to the sky spirit cover.

"Is this... death punishing humans..."

Compared with ordinary people, the entire Philippine government has fallen into a state of full combat readiness.

"How is it now?" A man in military uniform rushed into the monitoring room of the special department of the Philippines. The crowd around him saluted habitually, but he did not look at it, but shouted at the person in front of the monitor: "Speak!! How is the situation!"

It can be seen that he came very urgently and even had his hair combed, which was completely inconsistent with his status. However, now... almost everyone on the scene is like this.

The super yin qi alarm thirty minutes ago was no one could sleep, and even the president was on the way.

"No... it's great." These big guys who can only be seen in internal newspapers, news, and internal LANs are surrounded by their side, making the staff tremble when they speak. But before they finished speaking, the white-haired man in military uniform who had just entered the door pulled him away, rushed to the monitor himself, and looked carefully.

On the screen in front of me, a huge red dot was above the Philippines. It was heading north at a speed comparable to an airplane. The numbers that kept beating around it had stabilized at 2.4 billion!

"Sir!" "Leader!" "Chief!" The man's eyes turned dark and he fainted immediately, and there was a mess around. However, the next second, the man gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, saying through his teeth: "Are they... docking over the Philippines?"

"No... it's moving northward." The staff said tremblingly: "After an emergency investigation along the way, this yin energy may have come from Africa. There are more than ten energy sources in total, and their target seems to be not the Philippines..."

The man grabbed the hand of the bodyguard next to him, and the blue veins burst out from his forehead. He stood up with all his strength, his voice hoarse: "Import the special Indian agency immediately... and immediately search for all the yin energy records along the way! In addition, start all the treasures in China!"

"yes!"

The man then breathed a sigh of relief, stood by the window with support, opened the curtains, and looked at the sky outside the window with great solemnity.

It was pitch black.

Everything is silent.

There were no birds singing, no sound, dark clouds were everywhere, and the shadows ahead rushed to the end of the sky. They were darker than any night and deeper than any darkness.

Death walks, and everything retreats.

"God..." He broke free from the bodyguard's hand and drew a cross tremblingly: "Look at this..."

"Those Hell's Gate of Pluto came to the world again..."

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Bodhijaya, one of the four major underworlds, the capital of India.

The ground was full of ghosts, everything was prosperous, and countless dark beasts were flying in the sky. Elephants carrying goods on the ground were carrying cargo, and caravans spread. On the tall city walls, countless dark soldiers stood, and countless mechanical beasts. The red and golden formations flashed between the buildings. Several auras of Yama-level surround the entire city.

This is a giant city that is no less than Fengdu. Anyone who sees it will worship its majesty.

There are too many legends left here and too many gods stop. The most famous of them is the God of Death Yama.

Legend has it that no one has seen its true appearance except the Eight Tribes and the Four Holy Heavens. Its name appears only for praise or death. It only appears in oral transmission and various materials.

Now, it is ten o'clock in the morning.

Bodhi Gaya, also known as Bodhi Gaya, its original site in the world of the world has long been destroyed. However, in the underworld, the famous Bodhi Gaya Dajue Temple still exists because of the theory of yin and yang communication, although it has been rebuilt countless times. The Bodhi trees on the underworld on both sides are covered with pale ghost fires, and they shake at the same time just after ten o'clock!

Swipe! Countless Yin soldiers looked at each other immediately, but what shocked them even more... It was the ground of Bodhi Gaya that actually raised yin energy and quickly sank into the air, forming a funnel of Yin energy, reaching the sky!

At the same time, at least three yin energy of the Yama level in the city burst out, and in the center of Dajue Temple, a pair of eyes that had been sleeping for many years, slowly opened.

"one."

A voice appeared in the open and solemn hall. Suddenly, all the skeleton monks in the hall knelt on the ground and said respectfully:

"Congratulations to the god of death for awakening!"

The voice ignored them, but continued, "Two."

"three."

"Four, five...Nine, ten, fifteen..."

"A total of fifteen Holy Spirits were dispatched at the same time, a big battle... This is enough to be equivalent to a formal meeting where the Underworld Alliance made major decisions... King Garulo."

"At." A hoarse voice resounded throughout the hall, and black feathers fell all over the sky. In the feather formation, a man with wings on his back, wearing Indian noble clothes and blonde hair fell down.

"The fifteen Holy Spirits must have had something big happening after leaving Africa... They crossed the East Indian Ocean and ignored the countries along the way. They headed straight to the north. There was no problem with the Indian underworld, so... they should be China or Russian underworld."

"Look at them tightly. If anything happens, report to me immediately!"

"Yes." King Garulo paused and said in a deep voice: "Do you... want to stop them?"

"Stop?" Yan Mo's voice sneered slightly: "How to stop?"

"I don't dare to stop me. Do you think you are the strongest king of hell in China? Do you think they left Africa and passed by the Western Indian Ocean, and there was no news about the Egyptian underworld? Do you think so many underworlds along the way are blind? Who dares to stop me?"

"They have the most powerful power at present. Whatever they want to do? As long as it doesn't start a war in the underworld, then... let them go. Even the Secretary-General of the Underworld Alliance will not dare to argue when he sees this power. What's more, you?"

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The magnificent pyramid stands above a black desert.

This is a city, a city that is not inferior to Fengdu and Bodhgaya. There are Egyptian-style buildings and murals everywhere. There are many tall and magnificent temples. Camel caravans shuttle through it. At this moment, at the main entrance of a pyramid, an Egyptian rushes in like crazy.

There is a red carpet inside, with Egyptian-rich lamps and murals on both sides. A group of ghost soldiers stood on both sides of the carpet, like fossils. The ghost rushed to the innermost part. Facing a wall with a bird-headed figure, he knelt down with a thud and whispered: "Pharaoh, the total amount of 2.4 billion Yin Qi broke through the Western Indian Ocean and has arrived in the East Indian Ocean! It is speculated that more than a dozen African Holy Spirits were dispatched at the same time! You..."

"I know." On the wall, the eyes of the birdman mural moved slightly and sneered: "What a big deal happened... They broke through the Indian Ocean and arrived in Asia. What exactly can make more than a dozen Holy Spirits dispatch at the same time? Notify Onykshia and the troops stationed in Kazakhstan advance eastward! Yin Yu is dispatched, and this matter must be reported in full."

"yes!"

For a moment, everyone in the underworld felt this jaw-dropping yin energy.

More than a dozen Kings of Hell traveled, with their goal directed to Asia. What happened... can they pay so much attention?

"The sky is about to change..." Laos University, one of the twelve heavenly lords, Wang Zhou Yu, gently shook the folding fan and looked at the shadow of the sky solemnly.

Swallowing the sky and eating the earth, coming across the sea, carrying the supreme power, the terrifying yin energy caused a craze to the sea wherever it passes.

Pengqiu, Arthas and all scholars also watched this scene, and knew everything, their nervousness was beyond words.

China has been silent for too long.

Everyone knows that this time is the first time that China has made its own voice internationally.

After a hundred years, I told someone that China is still there!
Chapter completed!