The City of the Dead is filled with gloomy energy, and its majestic power is intimidating.
The leader was naturally General Zhong. He stood there straight, with millions of Yin soldiers standing behind him. After more than half a year of development and training, initial results have been achieved.
He looked up at the sky with fiery eyes. A red-haired boy wearing a golden battle robe, holding a little girl in his left hand and a stick in his right hand was standing in the sky.
Others may not know, but General Zhong knows clearly in his heart that the man who was born standing is the newly recognized Law Enforcement God of the Three Realms by the Heavenly Court!
He could not feel Russell's cultivation, but a feeling as vast as the abyss. This...
His cultivation level improved so quickly...
General Zhong felt a little bitter in his heart. You have to know that Russell's cultivation level was not even a fraction of his, and his cultivation level was far beyond his.
Then he became excited. The stronger Russell was, the greater the chance of redressing his father's grievances. Those damn monsters!
He truly is worthy of being the destined King of the Underworld!
"Listen!"
Hearing the majestic voice from the sky, General Zhong immediately half-knelt down, and millions of ghost soldiers behind him knelt down one after another.
As ghost soldiers of the City of the Dead, they can feel the restraint from their souls and the majesty from the unknown more than General Zhong.
Great Terror! Great Supreme! Supreme Being!
"General Zhong, select 10,000 of these ghost soldiers to follow me in the fight against the invading army from the Western Underworld. The rest of the ghost soldiers will be stationed in the City of the Dead and will be ready to take my orders at any time!"
"Yes, sir!"
Following General Zhong, a group of elite ghost soldiers followed Russell and rushed towards the Yama Palace in the distance. The remaining ghost soldiers were full of envy. Since ancient times, fame and fortune have been achieved immediately, but here you can't get promotion just by studying. This is a rare and good job.
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Things seemed to be more serious than Russell had imagined. Before he arrived at the Yama Palace, he saw signs of destruction everywhere. Many ghosts living in the underworld were beaten to pieces, with no signs of survival at all.
After running forward for several hundred miles, they vaguely saw the enemy's army gathering outside the city gate outside the Yama Palace.
The Yama Palace has a formation. If you attack by force, you will definitely not be able to get in.
Just when the Western Underworld was about to use magic weapons to attack, they heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind.
The leader had a pair of goat horns, scarlet eyes, and a slightly raised mouth. "I smell a familiar scent. It's that old guy's daughter. Go, capture her, and the King of Hell will fall without a fight!"
"It's the King!"
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"Russell, there are too many people on the other side!"
The little King of Hell looked at the millions of soldiers displayed by the other side and couldn't help but shrink his neck. They were really too ugly.
All the men had hideous faces, were extremely ugly, had scarlet eyes, and looked extremely vicious.
The woman was very pretty, with a unique figure and quite charming, the kind that made Cao Ze ecstatic.
The two sides standing together looked very awkward no matter how you looked at them.
General Zhong followed beside him, also looking a little worried, "Boss, the enemy is quite aggressive, they must be carefully selected elite soldiers, it will be difficult for us to defeat them at this point."
If they are just scattered soldiers, the ghost soldiers in the City of the Dead can easily defeat ten with one, but if they are the elite among the elite, one hundred thousand against one million, it will be too difficult.
Russell looked into the distance, and after taking a look at the other side's lineup, he was full of confidence. "Don't panic. The other side should be the Shura tribe. The men are very ugly, and the women are charming and beautiful. They are very unique."
"The Shura tribe?"
General Zhong's expression changed a little. This clan made a living by killing and were well-known war maniacs. If it was really them, his side's chance of winning would plummet.
"I've heard that when the Western Buddhist sect was fighting the Brahmins, the Shura clan stood on the side of the Brahmins. Later, the Heavenly Court sent troops to help the Western Buddhist sect, and the Brahmins fled. The Yaksha clan was hunted down, and the Eight-Step Heavenly Dragon surrendered to the Western Buddhist sect. The Shura clan retreated to the Western Netherworld. Now they dare to attack the Eastern Hell. It seems that they have found their master..."
Russell said quietly, and Little King Yama listened unmoved, because she had no idea of the seriousness of the matter, but the news revealed made General Zhong change color.
This problem is really huge!!!
The underworld is the territory of Heaven. Although it is divided into two parts, Heaven is still the nominal boss.
The Shura clan actually dared to lead their troops to attack the underworld. According to Russell, they had found a new owner.
Who is the new owner
Is it the Western Buddhist sect or the underworld
What do they want to do? Declare war
No matter which side it is, once the fighting starts, the gods in the sky will die one after another, like raindrops.
Golden Immortals are worse than dogs, Daluo are everywhere, and all living beings are like ants.
The last war destroyed the entire world and crippled its spiritual energy.
This time the war...
A terrible thought suddenly flashed through General Zhong's mind.
A great catastrophe for all ages
"This is the great calamity of the millennium!"
Russell looked at the large group of people and horses galloping in the distance, and waved his hand to stop the ghost soldiers behind him, "Let them stop, this kind of battle is not for them to interfere."
"Boss, there are more people on the other side, we can't defeat them!"
As soon as General Zhong finished speaking, five figures fell from the sky and smashed heavily on the ground. Their fierce momentum scared the 100,000 ghost soldiers away.
The five golden immortals!
This person is on the same level as the Ten Kings of Hell. Even if he cannot defeat the Ten Kings of Hell, he is still much more powerful than them!
General Zhong couldn't help but feel a little worried, holding the sword tightly in his hand. Russell was a genius, sure, but he had just become a Golden Immortal, and there were five of them on the opposite side. Could he beat them
Can you beat him
Russell raised his eyebrows, looked at the other party and chuckled, "Where did you come from?"
"Miscellaneous hair?"
"Asshole!"
"How dare a nobody like you bark!"
"court death!"
"I will pull out his tendons and tear out his bones!"
The five people opposite included both men and women. The men had hideous and ferocious faces, and were extremely vicious, uttering cruel words.
The woman looked delicate and shy, but her words were chilling.
"Miscellaneous cultivator! Remember my name, because you will die at my hands. I am the Wrathful Prince Samuel!"
"I am Belphegor, Prince of Sloth!"
"I am Prince Greedy!"
"Prince Jealous Levi!"
"Prince Bariz of Gluttony!"
Wow, five of the seven kings of the seven deadly sins are here!
Russell chuckled, and the little King of Hell beside him broke out in cold sweat. "Brother, there are five people on the opposite side, aren't you afraid?"
"You are not worthy to know my name. If you want to know, you can call me dad. I don't suggest having more sons like you."
Russell waved the stick in his hand and looked at the other party with a smile, "We have surrounded you now, how about considering surrendering?"
The five people opposite looked at Russell coldly, their eyes were particularly cold, as if they were looking at a fool.
The next moment, their faces changed drastically. They saw three people falling from the sky and standing directly in front of them.
One of them was holding a rake and had a big belly.
One of them was wearing a monk's robe and had a big bald head.
The other one had a big necklace around his neck, a dogtail grass in his mouth, and a big golden dragon tattooed on his body, looking extremely arrogant and domineering.
They were Russell’s reinforcements, Little King of Hell’s uncles, and the Western Heaven Funeral Group.
"Master, it seems we're here. The enemy on the other side seems to be the one that the stinky monkey mentioned. How are we going to kill them today?"
"Oh, Bajie, I've told you so many times not to fight and kill. We are monks, we should be compassionate and just send them to see the Buddha."
The leading monk clasped his hands together with a look of compassion. It would be more convincing if you removed the big golden dragon tattoo on your body and the big and thick six-barreled Gatling gun.
Well, Master, you are right!
ps: Four thousand four hundred words today.