Not long after, before Guo Jia could launch an attack, the Dali Tian Dynasty dispatched another army, but it took the initiative to launch an attack.

"Corpse Soldier?" Outside Heishan City, Guo Jia raised his eyebrows in surprise as he looked at the army rushing towards the Feng Shui Formation.

Not to mention the prehistoric world, it has been exposed to things like corpse soldiers in the Little Thousand World. There are records in the Dunjia Heavenly Book. However, the Little Thousand World at that time had no spiritual energy. If you want to mobilize corpse soldiers, you can only use your life span. Now it seems that such sacrifice is really ridiculous. The most important thing is that the combat power of corpse soldiers is actually not strong, slow in action, and very fragile in body. The biggest advantage is that they are afraid of death.

"Sir, that is not a corpse soldier, but a zombie clan, a large clan in the underworld. He does not enter the five elements, has strong bodies, is difficult to hurt by swords and infinite strength. He is an extremely excellent combat race." Heishan quickly explained that there are naturally corpse soldiers in the underworld, but things that can be killed by mortals in the small world are naturally no one can look down on in this prehistoric world.

"It's hard to hurt a sword?" Guo Jia couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth: "Not bad."

"?" The Black Mountain Ghost King looked at Guo Jia in confusion. What's the point?

But in the end, he didn't ask. He had already made an ugly appearance today and was watching quietly now.

In a moment, the zombie army had already rushed into the Spirit-Devouring Array. The vortex formed by endless Yin wind hit the zombies, and it kept making sounds of gold and iron clashing.

"This body is indeed hard enough!" Looking at the zombies that rushed into the vortex little by little under the cold wind, Guo Jia nodded with satisfaction. In the distressed gaze of the Black Mountain Ghost King, he continued to enter the Feng Shui array, and under the wind of the Yin Feng, he accurately landed at the designated position of Guo Jia.

In the eyes of the Black Mountain Ghost King, he was surprised to find that the zombies entering the Feng Shui array had their original neat formation. For some reason, after entering the Feng Shui array, some headless flies were circling around in a small range, while others had their eyes red directly. The originally calm expression was gradually replaced by madness, and even fighting each other.

Guo Jia nodded with satisfaction. Sure enough, although these zombies were invulnerable to swords and guns, they could not move the Yinfeng Blade that could easily cut the ghost immortals, but under the mysterious formation, they also exposed their weak souls. Although they were conscious, they were too fragile compared to ghost immortals of the same level.

Zombies fell down while attacking each other, and strands of yin energy continued to overflow from their bodies. Finally, under the horrified gaze of the Black Mountain Ghost King, they turned into mummies and dissipated instantly by the wind.

However, three hours later, the entire formation was empty, as if nothing had ever appeared.

"It's almost done!" The demise of the zombie army seemed to be just a trivial matter. Guo Jia looked at the Dali Tianchao Ghost Army who was ready to rush in after the zombie army broke through the formation. He smiled slightly and waved his hand. The big vortex of Yin wind suddenly dispersed. Without waiting for the other party to react, within a radius of thousands of miles, he was shrouded by endless Yin wind.

After devouring the entire army of zombies, these Yin Feng became more sharp. The body of ghost immortals condensed by the Yin Feng Blade was as fragile as white as a piece of white paper. Here, they were destined to be more fragile than the zombie army. Under the swallowing of the Yin Feng, they quickly melted like snowballs thrown into the water.

Even the ghost guards and ghost generals cannot last long, and there is no ghost king who can still support it. Unfortunately, as more and more ghost immortals are devoured, the spirit-devouring array becomes more fierce. Even the ghost king gradually cannot support it. Once the ghost immortal's body is damaged, the vast yin wind around will crazily suck the yin energy in his body until it is sucked dry.

In the terrified gaze of the Ghost King of Black Mountain, a ghost king, even the people here, gradually melted in the Feng Shui array without taking action.

That is the Ghost King. In this underworld, he is already a strong man who can dominate one side. He is no less than himself, but he is easily wiped out. Sadly, until he dies, he doesn't know that he is just a sad test piece in the eyes of his opponent.

"Get ready." The endless yin wind did not disappear. As the Dali army was wiped out, strands of induced continuous overflow from the Yin wind from all directions. The pure yin energy quickly gathered over and soon enveloped the three thousand Black Mountain troops, including the Black Mountain Ghost King, here.

"Cultivate!" Xiong Ba nodded, turned his head to look at the Black Mountain Ghost Army, and shouted loudly.

"Here!" A group of Black Mountain ghost soldiers naturally felt the boundless yin energy. After howling excitedly, they began to swallow the yin energy around them, and their cultivation was also growing.

"Sir, why can these ghosts directly improve their realm without cultivating their state of mind?" Looking at the large number of Black Mountain Ghost Army who were quickly sinking into the cultivation, Xiong Ba came to Guo Jia and asked in confusion.

"The reason why we mortals practice is to avoid the intellectual demons and get into evil spirits during the cultivation journey." Guo Jia glanced at the ghost army around him, shook his head and smiled: "But ghosts in the underworld are born from the gathering of resentment, grief, anger, jealousy and other negative emotions. Do you think they will have the power to get into evil spirits?"

Xiong Ba suddenly realized that he was a demon, so why did he get into a demon? A hint of worry appeared on his face and said, "Just like this, can these ghosts in the underworld continue to be powerful, and they are extremely fast!"

Now he can still suppress these ghosts, but how can he suppress them when these ghosts grow to the Taiyi Golden Immortal level in the future?

"General Xiong is thinking too much. If this is true, the underworld has been formed since ancient times and Houtu's body has become reincarnation. It has not been a billion years since then, but I have never heard of any powerful underworld wantonly in the world. Do you think that this separation of yin and yang can stop a real strong man?" Guo Jia shook his head and smiled: "Although the dead spirit in the underworld has quickly entered the early stage, the world also has its ultimate. How can he allow him to improve infinitely?"

They come from the small world, so they naturally know that the world has its limits. The small world is like this, and the prehistoric world is also not? Even though it is countless times stronger than the small world, this is the way of nature, and no matter how strong it is, it cannot be changed.

Xiongba nodded in a vague way of hearing this, but he also knew that the dead spirit in the underworld could not be as unlimited as he imagined. After losing this worry, he looked at his ghost soldiers and his eyes shining.

You know, those who were strangled by Guo Jia before, not to mention that the zombies and the Yin spirits had nearly 100,000. For the Earth Immortal alone, the elites of the Immortal level were close to 3,000, and there was also a ghost king equivalent to the Golden Immortal Realm. Such a huge amount of Yin Qi gathered here, and there were only more than 3,000 people on his side. Three thousand ghost immortals, if they could all be upgraded to the Ghost King level, what would it feel like?

However, the result disappointed him a little. After most ghost immortals have improved their realm, their bodies seem to have stopped absorbing yin energy. It should be that the ghost immortal body cannot bear more yin energy, and they must strengthen their ghost immortal body before they can continue to absorb it.

The one who absorbed the most was the Black Mountain Ghost King. He has been the Ghost King for many years and has reached the peak of the Ghost King, but he has suffered from the low concentration of Yin Qi. He has the means to condense his luck to absorb Yin Qi through Qi, so he has been stuck in this realm for a long time. Now he is shrouded in this magnificent Yin Qi, and finally took that step and successfully broke through to the level of the Ghost King.

However, Heishan, who broke through to the level of Ghost Lord, was not happy because of some. Instead, he looked at Guo Jia and Xiong Ba with a pale face and said shrillly: "Save me!"

At the same time, a pressure fell from the sky, causing Guo Jia and Xiong Ba to change their expressions. Looking up at the sky, they saw that a huge cloud suddenly gathered in the sky. In the clouds, countless green thunders flashing with faint green light kept flashing among the clouds. Even at the current realm of the two, they felt a burst of unspeakable panic.

"What is this?" Guo Jia's face darkened, and he turned his head to look at Heishan.

Heishan said bitterly: "Sir, this is Yin thunder, and most ghosts in the underworld are born from resentment. From the Ghost King to the Ghost King, it is a special transformation. Therefore, it is necessary to go through disasters. Over the years, I don't know how many ghost kings have been destroyed by this thunder tribulation."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Guo Jia said with a ugly expression.

"It was just now that the disaster came, and I received a warning from God!" Heishan said bitterly.

Like most ghosts in the underworld, he was exploring all the way, and by depriving others of their talents and magic to this day, he had never practiced orthodox practiced at all. Before the Ghost Lord, he did not need to go through the heavenly tribulation, so how could he know this?

Guo Jia frowned and looked at Yin Lei, turned his head to look at Heishan and said, "It is a disaster, and it is impossible to avoid it. Although there is no heavenly disaster in my world, there are also three disasters and nine difficulties. The disasters from heaven are mostly to temper the state of mind. There is a Buddhist relics here, which can help you calm your mind. There is also a Buddhist scripture that may help you through this calamity."

As he said that, Guo Jia waved his hand and pushed the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect relics and a Ten Thousand Buddha Sect Buddhist scriptures that Guan Yu had obtained when he pacified Tianfeng Mansion and wiped out Ten Thousand Buddha Sect to Heishan. At the same time, he turned his head to look at Xiong Badao: "It's not unavoidable to be affected. I will immediately withdraw everyone to the city and ask the emperor to protect him."

"Here!" Xiong Ba waved his hand and began to command a group of ghost troops to quickly retreat to Heishan City.

"Swish~"

As soon as the Buddhist relics approached, Heishan's body was suddenly filled with endless resentment. Under the Buddha's light, he made a series of terrifying sounds, and Heishan screamed in pain.

"You have too much resentment, calm your mind and don't be disturbed by external objects. It will be good for you to recite Buddhist scriptures in a quiet manner." Guo Jia said in a deep voice.

“Yes~”

The fear of death finally overcame the physical pain. Heishan sat cross-legged with difficulty, spread out the Buddhist scriptures, and began to recite.

"Boom~"

At this moment, a ray of yin thunder struck down, and the resentment spread all over Heishan was dispersed. The yin thunder struck him directly, causing Heishan to scream, but he did not dare to be negligent at all. He continued to recite the Buddhist scriptures because he found that as he recited the Buddhist scriptures, the pain caused by the relics was reduced a lot. Although the pain was unbearable, the ghost body condensed a lot. He knew that what Guo Jia said was right, and he did not dare to neglect at the moment. He endured the pain and continued to recite the Buddhist scriptures.

Gradually, the Buddha light emitted from the relics no longer hurt him, but instead wisps of Buddha light were constantly absorbed into his body.

A series of thunder fell down, but as the Buddha's light increased, it not only did not cause any harm to Heishan, but instead made the hostility on Heishan gradually fade, and instead added a sense of sacredness.

"The fortune of this Heishan is quite good!" Guo Jia looked at Heishan, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he shook his head: "It seems that the role of Buddhism in the underworld is actually greater than that in the living."

I don’t know how long it took, but when the last thunder dissipated, the Buddhist relics became dull and became an ordinary bone. However, Heishan slowly opened his eyes, and with a sense of holy in his eyes, he bowed to Guo Jia: "Thank you for your accomplishment."

"It's okay, everyone is doing things for the Han Dynasty. If you can reach this level, I believe the emperor will be happy."

"But there is something I want to meet the emperor as soon as possible." Heishan smiled.

"What's the matter?"

"I want to establish Buddhism in this Black Mountain City."

"Okay." Guo Jia thought for a moment and said to Heishan: "Follow me."
Chapter completed!