Chapter two hundred and eighty fifth emperor warning
On the earth of Jimo, endless darkness shrank wildly in the void, like an invisible vortex on the sea, or like a black hole in the vast universe that even light swallowed.
Everything that is close to you is torn into pieces and then gradually turns into ashes. It is the world of death, the place where eternal silence stays, and there is no place to bear the slightest vitality.
The twisted people in Fengyin Village are like tree people. They use their deformed feet to run quickly on the earth to the city gate in the endless darkness, like spiders running in the vast earth.
The countless wooden coffins in the void were hooked up by iron chains. As the rusty iron coffin fell into the underworld, the invisible murmur came with the void, but this indistinguishable horror parasitized in the void.
Everything is turned into a weird picture in the twisted space and time.
"Kill!" Accompanied by the terrifying fighting spirit, the passage through the Yin and Yang continued to shake. The white tiger roared, and the murderous intent was like a knife, shattering inch of death aura, and storming towards the villagers of Fengyin Village who were carrying the coffin in Fengyin Village like a sharp arrow.
The old lady on the cat face was bleeding from seven orifices, and the blood was gradually blown away on the hideous half-human and half-cat face. Seeing this, she turned her body, and red chains in the void that were invisible were displayed in the void.
The murderous aura was stirring, and the void was twisted, as if the space was completely folded up. At the same time, it was also twisted on the left shoulder of the old lady on the cat-faced face. Only a "puff" body was heard, a yellow-green blood gushed out from the old lady's shoulder that was twisted into an empty hole.
In just a moment, the villagers of Fengyin Village had quickly crossed the terrifying distance, bringing them closer to the Wushen City.
"Roar!" The white tiger waved its claws, and tens of thousands of Qin troops walked side by side with their swords, and the passage of yin and yang gradually swayed.
The huge black dragon of luck hidden behind the white tiger was entrenched in the void and motionless, watching the scene quietly.
The next second, the void twisted again, and the cat-faced old lady's right arm was completely shattered by the twisted void, and the yellow-green inexplicable liquid ejaculated out.
However, the Qin army's attack was once again resolved invisibly by the old lady on the face.
Meng Tian in the Qin army formation frowned when he saw this. He looked at the distant Wudie City Gate and was a little puzzled. The strength exerted by the evil woman with the help of the underground formation of Fengyin Village was that even the Qin army formation could not do anything to her for a while. In addition, this evil woman helped the villagers of Fengyin Village to escape at any cost, even he had no choice.
However, after a moment of thinking, the villagers of Fengyin Village quickly left and soon arrived at the gate of the Wude City. The dark gate seemed to divide the Yin and Yang, and the ancient breath told the loneliness of millions of years.
The old lady with cat face was covered with inexplicable blood. Her hands had already gone anywhere, leaving only two bloody and bloody broken mouths. Her intestines were peeled off from her body and landed on the remaining leg. Only the red embroidered shoes with owls were still so bright red.
"Boom!" Just as the villagers of Fengyin Village arrived at the gate of Wushen City, the closed door opened with a bang.
Black gas swarmed out from the Wude City, gathering into a dark curtain to protect the villagers of Fengyin Village, and then the dark and obscure black mist turned into skeletons.
With the red embroidered shoes as the center, countless armies in the yin and yang worlds were staring at each other.
The old lady who looked at the cat-faced lady who had walked into the city of Wudian Death carrying the coffin and laughed, and the next moment, the red array pattern in the void shone for the last time, and the hunched body shattered inch by inch, turning into a trace of smoke in the void, and finally dissipated invisibly.
Only a red embroidered shoe was left, falling from the void, and a terrifying black aura swept out from the city of Wudian Death, and black clouds swept through thousands of miles.
A pale hand poked out from the black mist and caught the red embroidered shoes.
The Ghost King of the Wude City stood at the junction of Yin and Yang, looking at the embroidered shoes in his hand.
"After all, you died before me, but that's fine, so you won't be sad for me."
The sound hidden under the black fog trembled gently. Is the distance between life and death large?
In order to turn the world into a ghost, he waited for thousands of years in the city of Wudian Death, but she aged for thousands of years, but she was finally in vain.
The figure in the black fog gradually turned into sobs, wails, and laughs wildly, and everything eventually turned into one sentence:
"If you come to the Wudicheng, stay here!"
The junction of yin and yang, the connection between illusion and reality, changed in an instant, and the underworld expanded wildly. The gap that was originally broken by the Qin army broke the barriers in the underworld. At this moment, the crazy counterattack seemed to swallow all the Qin army.
At the feet of the Ghost King of Wudie City, endless black fog spread. With the expansion of the black fog and the underworld, countless ghost soldiers moved and pressed towards the Qin army with the black fog.
In the void, the white tiger kept roaring, and the military attacks were unscrupulously spreading, but to no avail. They could only eat the darkness little by little, and could not stop the general trend from tilting.
"You shouldn't come to this city of Wude Death. Since you come, stay forever. The most incomplete thing in the city of Wude Death is the ghost of Wude Death."
The voice of the Ghost King in Wude City sounded in the black fog, and it was indescribably ferocious.
"Retreat!" Meng Tian retreated decisively, and fighting in the enemy's territory was ultimately the worst.
But the darkness was like a maggot on the tarsal bones. It would advance as much as the Qin army retreated, and even it would be faster.
Meng Tian had a feeling that it would be bad if he was trapped in this world.
At this time of life and death crisis, after the Qin army's white tiger celestial phenomena, the black dragon of luck that had been entrenched suddenly moved, and its empty and unsightly eyes suddenly had a spiritual charm.
In the distance, Ying Zheng was wearing a black dragon robe, and a black dragon figure wandered in his eyes. He held the jade seal of the Great Qin Dynasty carved from the strange jade from the sky and the clan bi in one hand. At this moment, he seemed to have crossed the distance and arrived before the Wudi City.
Ying Zheng's big hand suddenly pressed the imperial seal of the Five Dragons. Before the Wudian City, the black luck black dragon suddenly waved its tail, and the void was broken in an instant, and the black fog was completely torn apart, and the army of Wudian City was stagnant.
The underworld swept across the sweeping world quickly shattered, and the endless emperor's way shattered everything, and a pair of huge dragon eyes looked at the city of deceased death in front of him.
"I will pacify you tomorrow."
Chapter completed!