The city of deceased dead hidden in the illusion is like a reflection in the river of death, wandering between life and death, illusion and reality.

The king of the Wude City sat in his position, his face hiding in the darkness, like clusters of black fog, and no change in expression was seen.

He had been sitting here for a long time, and the ink-like mist on his body completely enveloped him, making people unable to help but think that it was just a sculpture above the throne.

The hideous ghost statue was still twisted into a strange posture, smiling rebelliously in the world, like a sealed ghost ridiculing the world.

"The affairs of the capital of the Southern Tang Kingdom have failed, and Fengyin Village needs to continue to lurk." Just like in the palace of a giant, the Ghost King of the Wude City, who was silent for a long time before slowly speaking this sentence.

There were still many things he did not say. The Southern Tang Kingdom was slapped a huge handprint by a huge palm falling from the sky, and the snake demon died tragically without resistance; the great demon born and raised in the earth was suspected to be killed; Fang Zisheng, who liked blood sacrifice, was missing, and everything was in chaos.

The original blood sacrifice was not successful, and the people in the capital of the Southern Tang Kingdom lived well; the evil gods in the foreign land that should have not arrived, and the great demons could not grow, let alone those illusory promises. The great demons with both souls and souls could not travel to the promises; the mysterious Fang Zisheng also disappeared completely.

When the plan for Fengyin Village for more than a hundred years was about to be successful, everything was like a mirror and a water moon completely shattered invisible.

"That true immortal has taken action." The Ghost King of Wude City seemed to be talking to the strange sculpture, and seemed to be explaining that in the cold and dark hall, only the Ghost King of Wude City was echoing, because this is the forbidden area of ​​Wude City, and only the Ghost King of Wude City could enter.

It is said that the secret hidden in the city of Wude Death has been hidden for more than a thousand years, but no one has ever heard of the major secrets. It seems that everything is really just a rumor. Except for this forbidden area, everything is like a wind talk.

"We may have been noticed, but no one knows what the true immortal thought. After all, he is a true immortal, the only person in this world who has entered the inhuman realm. No one can think of what he will do, and no one can stop him."

The Ghost King of the Wude City whispered, "He had seen that true immortal, so he naturally knew the horror of that man. He was alone in his life, and that's just that."

Just like in the palace where giants live, only the empty sound is constantly echoing, as if telling the unknown world, but in the entire hall there are only hideous sculptures in front of the ghost king of the Wude City.

The next moment, as if I really heard the call of the Ghost King of the Wude City, the twisted and weird sculpture suddenly showed a strange light of light red, and the dark sculpture began to be covered with dense cracks, and the strange light was bright and dazzling at the cracks.

Every ray of light seemed to be fascinating, and the murmuring seemed to ring in the void.

"Crack, Crack..."

Accompanied by the sound of shattering and the sound of dreams in the void, a phantom seemed to have penetrated into the stone sculpture. The sculpture seemed to have come alive strangely. The upper and lower jaws covered with fangs moved up and down, and a stiff and weird sound rang in the hall:

"Wait...wait, but... another thousand years."

Stiff, terrifying, it seems that I have been away for too long, and the lost soul has returned to my inexplicable body after tens of millions of years.

"Yes!" The Ghost King of Wude City, who was sitting on the throne of Wude City, slowly lowered his head in front of this strange stone sculpture that came back to life, as he said, but for another thousand years.

So many long time has passed, but there is only one more immortal gate in this world. It will be fine when the immortal gate falls.

Looking at the lowered head of the Ghost King in Wude City, the scarlet light on the strange sculpture gradually faded away, and a phantom disappeared from the void, and everything he should have recovered from the giant-like palace again. It was ancient silence.

………

Everything in the world is unpredictable, and it is impossible to predict this matter to cause trouble. What the Ghost King of Wudian City did not expect was that under the dim night, the Qin army ordered to deal with Fengyin Village had already arrived outside Fengyin Village. Meng Tian raised his head and looked at the quiet night sky and mountains in the distant sky.

According to the map, Fengyin Village is here, but according to Xuandu's description, Fengyin Village returns to a strange situation under the night, and needs to completely tear open the large array of Fengyin Village's seal carving to open the gap and enter Fengyin Village.

What Meng Tian has to do now is to force open the formation of Fengyin Village. What kind of misery is Fengyin Village? It is not something he should think about. That is what the old Southern Tang Kingdom needs to think about. What Daqin needs to think about is whether these people are willing to be enemies with Daqin.

If you follow it, you will live; if you go against it, you will die. This is the answer approved by His Majesty the First Emperor. As a general of the Qin Dynasty and a retainer of the royal family, all he had to do was to implement the will of His Highness the First Emperor.

The will of the emperor is not allowed to be violated!

"Get up!" Meng Tian said coldly in tiger-patterned armor.

Under the night and under the thick darkness, the dense armors rose and fell, and an indescribable connection ran through everyone's soldiers of the Qin Dynasty. The so-called military formation means turning tens of millions of people into one person, raising the killing of the white tiger, and conquering the world.

The murderous intent and fighting spirit in the military formation will suppress all means besides the luck of the Emperor's Dao. Whether it is your natural magic or your endless Taoist rhyme, you can't do anything. This is an imperial war machine. When it runs, it is enough to crush all the enemies in front of you.

The painted black white tiger pattern seemed to grow from the bodies of the soldiers of the Great Qin. Each soldier turned into a illusory white tiger spine, clouds came from the tiger and wind came from the dragon.

The endless murderous intent and fighting spirit condensed, and seemed to be connected with the entire world, and endless sharpness swept across the world.

Clouds and mists emerged out of thin air, soaking the night. The sharpness of the golden swords and iron horses on the battlefield instantly cut a huge gap into the void, and the dark gap was like a gate leading to another world.

It is an attack on the military formation, which brings the spirit of tens of millions of people, and combines the Tao of tens of millions of people, like mountains and seas, and is enchanting mountains and rivers.

Meng Tian looked at the gap that was as dark as the abyss of all things and did not make a fool of himself.

Mr. Sun Wu once said: War is a major event of the country, a place of life and death, and a way of survival and death. We must be observed.

There are no trivial matters in a military strategist. Only by being careful about everything can you last for a long time in the world.

Since we don’t know if there is any danger, we will crush this secret realm and no one can stop the Qin army from taking steps.

"Break the formation and advance!"

With Meng Tian's order, the entire army started to move. Tens of thousands of people were walking in hand in hand. The illusory white tiger was circulating on the earth, gathering the souls of the army formation, an invincible army, and the black luck black dragon condensed behind the white tiger. The huge dragon eyes seemed to be staring at the entire earth.

The terrifying military attack fell on the earth like a heavy rain in June. The dark opening of each attack was constantly expanding. Meng Yi was repeating the ancient and useful actions - destruction and destruction. He could not guarantee the safety of the formation, so he forced it to be removed from the outside.

The formation of Fengyin Village continued to shake in the void. In the distorted body of Fengyin Village, the old lady with cat face raised her head and looked at the shaking formation.

After a moment of silence, her bright red embroidered shoes dotted on the earth. On the pitch-black earth, scarlet lines lit up, and then the next moment they all dissipated invisible, and the formation in the void slowly disappeared.

Under the distant and empty starry sky, only the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty and the villagers of Fengyin Village were left looking at each other from afar.

"What do you want?" The old lady with cat face looked at the Qin army soldiers in the distance, her face slightly pale.

Fengyin Village cannot disappear, at least not now, otherwise the will of Fengyin Village ancestors and the Lord of the Ghost Fiction will never be realized for a day.

Meng Tian glanced at the cat-faced old lady in the distance and said loudly:

"His Highness the First Emperor's Oral Order:
Chapter completed!