Yama Rising

Chapter 1180: The Tower of Ten Thousand Souls (2)

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Whoa! ! In the turbid land, people turned their horses on their backs, and the towering towers rushed into the sky. In an instant, I don’t know how many Yin soldiers turned into soul fires and rose into the air.

"What's going on?" Guo Ziyi looked around in surprise. He saw ancient corridors and walls of prehistoric times. I saw countless pillars and altars, bursting into the sky with a palpitating Yin Qi.

The ground trembled wildly, and the battle horse could not stand at all. Countless rubble fell like meteors, and Guo Ziyi hid under the horse's belly without hesitation. Avoiding the collapse of the day and the earth.

Rumbling rumble... The violent shock lasted for a full ten minutes. Finally slowly passed. After a few more minutes, Yin Chai stood up with lingering fears.

"Heh..." Guo Ziyi gently brushed his armor, his armor was already covered with dust. But he didn't have the time to take care of it at all, so he looked up immediately, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

The tower of the sky!

I don't know how high the tower is, but I am afraid it is four or five hundred meters. It is divided into four layers, and... all of them are made of bones!

Giant beasts, birds, even human bones... and some creatures he couldn't believe. The Inner Demon had disappeared in mid-air, making the tower appear to be inserted into the sky. Unicom.

A giant with three heads and three eyes, a giant covered with bone spurs, a snake with two heads and four claws, a monkey with three heads and six arms... The blood-red colors turned into unrecognizable characters. filled the entire tower.

The base of the tower is very wide, occupying the entire Turbid Land, and the spiral staircase he is on is 40 to 50 meters wide. Standing in his position, you can clearly hear the wind howling in the air, blowing the ten-meter-high skull banners along the way.

Click... click... The wind blew through the hole in the skull banner, and crows came from nowhere, and fell on them like the dead of the god of death. Under several human skulls, was tied a piece of animal skin that had been torn apart. What was outlined in blood red text on it. The skeleton blown by the wind seemed to be grinning silently.

"What the hell is this..." He sighed and took a few steps backwards, this is not this era...or even the buildings of their era. Even longer than his time!

… … … … …

brush! Resentful Zhu grabbed the inner demon's collar and pulled it hard, staring at the other party's eyes with blood-red eyes.

The inner demon still used the white Pingliang body, even though this body was broken like a rag doll—you could even see many pale bones with blood-red tendons sticking out of the body.

"What do you mean?!" Resentful roar resounded through the top of the tower, Yin Qi overflowing from the seven apertures: "Why did the Tower of Ten Thousand Souls start early!? How many times have we told you?! This is the only thing left by the soldier master. The skeleton of the corpse! If it is not restored to the perfect state of the year, the Tower of Myriad Souls will not recognize its master! It cannot provide us with protection!"

Heart Demon's body slowly cramped, and its head twisted to an unbelievable level. The five senses are completely inhuman. Only the blood-red eyes kept rolling, indicating that it was a living creature.

"You..." Resentful Zhu's second roar had not yet come out, and a pale hand had already squeezed his mouth tightly. I can't see how hard my hands are, but I can hear the rattling of resentful skulls.

"Shut up." The inner demon glanced at him as if he had no emotion, dragged his broken foot, and slowly walked to the edge of this floor. His eyes suddenly raised and looked in Qin Ye's direction.

"The underworld is reuniting the underworld soldiers. If you don't take this opportunity to kill you, what are you waiting for?!"

no answer.

What responded to him was a questioning look. A Yamashita who personally protected Chi You's remnant bones could actually be sentenced to an official charge. Today's form can't get any worse, they... need another answer.

"Thousand-faced Buddha." Slaanesh's hoarse voice came from behind: "Resurrect the soldier, this is our promise to help you. Now, I want the result!"

Heart Demon looked back at her in amazement, and smiled a few seconds later: "Now? This time?"

Still no answer.

Just hate and jealous, Feng Hou has quietly stood on the left and right sides of the heart demon, replacing their answers.

If the inner demon's promise can't be fulfilled, then... they have no meaning to fight in the muddy land.

The so-called coalition, like-minded is the army. Otherwise, it's just a mess of sand.

The "allied forces" of the Three Kingdoms can be intrigued at Hulao Pass. The remnants of Chi You and the demons who have just joined hands with each other have lost their right to speak.

It is precisely because of this balance that the eerie calm is now.

boom! As soon as the words fell, the body of Thousand Faced Buddha erupted with majestic yin energy, and in the next second, his appearance changed rapidly, as if he had entered the long river of time, looking for the human beings he had hosted.

"Cooperating with you is the stupidest choice in my life." He smiled sensually: "Alright, let's see, my trump card!"

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Woohoo! The desolate horn sounded, the military flag was waving, and around the Wansoul Tower, groups of Yin soldiers were quickly gathering along the stairs. The sudden change of heaven and earth just now, the birth of the Wansoul Tower, completely disrupted their formation.

The underworld was reviving, and the remnants of Chi You did not move for some reason, which brought a brief period of tranquility to both sides. However, even the most blunt emissary can feel the calmness, the waves like a frenzy in a sea of rage.

Calm is not the end.

Instead, it is saving and waiting. Waiting for... the moment when the opponent's throat is completely torn.

Just after the army of the underworld, Qin Ye held the life and death book of the judge's pen in his hand. Beware of the opponent's rushing formation, but... There was a dead silence on the Wansoul Tower.

"What are they doing?" Qin Ye said in a condensed voice, "How could you miss such an opportunity?"

Beside him, Zhen Ting shook his head slowly, and he couldn't figure out why the other party didn't attack now. If the opponent's four major Yamas and all the troops are shot at the same time, the underworld army will definitely suffer heavy losses.

But, it didn't

Since you let this opportunity go, then... don't complain about being trampled by the iron cavalry of the underworld!

While vigilant, he quickly analyzed the Tower of Myriad Souls. Rough style, grand and majestic. Even if you don't know what era this is, you can clearly feel the domineering arrogance of the princes. It is like the sun in the sky, shaking everyone who sees it.

However, this round of the sun is broken.

Just on the west side of the tower, there is a huge slope, as if it was cut off by a sword. This slope is so big that it is no exaggeration for ten thousand people to charge side by side!

"Nothing didn't appear. He said that when the Wansoul Tower appeared, it would help me break through the defenses of the Wansoul Tower. But now... the Wansoul Tower has no defense." Qin Ye's mind quickly pondered: "This promise, by the 'Postponed'? Maybe just 'passed'?"

Heaven does not act, whether this commitment is postponed or postponed, the result is completely different!

Qin Ye's thoughts turned rapidly. If it was delayed, he would still take action when necessary. but…

It is absolutely unwise to pin the results on a rule machine like Heaven.

At this moment, listening to the truth wrinkled his nose, looked at the Wansoul Tower doubtfully: "What a bloody smell."

Before the words fell, bloodshots slowly flowed down from the top of the Ten Thousand Souls Pagoda. Like a bloody waterfall, it quietly and slowly put on the whole tower a scarlet coat and dyed it with a coquettish color.

Is it coming... is it finally moving

No one spoke again, staring at the top of the tower. Yan Luo can see the whole country at a glance, and the scene at the top of the tower is not a problem for them, especially... When the Wanhun Tower has no defenses!

Its brokenness and the disappearance of its defenses are all thanks to Qin Ye's sword!

At the top of the Ten Thousand Souls Tower, the dark yin lingered around, and the figure of the demon at the center could be vaguely seen. His face changed rapidly, and his clothes also changed from modern to Qing Dynasty to Ming Dynasty... generation after generation. After dozens of seconds, it was the age of hula animal skins.

As the yin energy in its whole body was withdrawn, what appeared on the altar was no longer Bai Pingliang like a ghost, but a man with disheveled hair, wearing animal skins, and holding a leather whip.

It was a very simple leather whip, connected by soft treetops.

An indescribable throbbing appeared in Qin Ye's heart without warning, as if something unpredictable would happen in the next second. At the same time, the demon raised his hand. There are words in the mouth, as if calling for something.

Nothing happened.

Dong Dong... Even though there was nothing, the beating of my heart suddenly accelerated. Qin Ye took a deep look at the army gathered below: "How long will it take?"

"Twenty minutes!" Zhao Yun said solemnly: "At least. This is an army of hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers. Even if you count the losses just now, there are still at least 400,000 troops. Neither the Hungry Ghost Army nor the Shura Army have entered the battle. ."

The larger the army, the more time it will take to reorganize.

"Could it be faster?"

"It's difficult... Sir, what's the matter?" Zhao Yun felt sensitively that Qin Ye's mood was not right, and whispered.

Qin Ye shook his head.

He raised his head to look at the demon who kept calling, and then looked at the increasing number of troops below. Not only does he have no sense of security, but the unspeakable warning in his heart is getting more and more serious!

Boom... At this moment, the earth... suddenly trembled slightly.

In the next second, a dense sound of horse hooves, from far to near!

dong dong dong! Every sound seems to be trampling on the heart, and... and this piece of horse hooves does not come from the earth, but...

Qin Ye suddenly raised his head and looked deeply at the sky.

The sound of hooves... from the sky!

Can't wait!

"General Zhao!" He immediately turned to look at Zhao Yun: "Stop him!!"

Without asking why, Zhao Yun's body suddenly turned into a yin wind, like a black arrow from the string, straight to the top of the tower. But at this moment, the demon finally turned his head. His eyes happened to meet Qin Ye's.

Without any language, the air seemed to stir up a chorus of swords and swords.

Heart Demon smiled slightly.

The next moment, the muscles on his arms suddenly skyrocketed! Blue veins can be seen, and with his loud shout, the sound of the hooves stopped abruptly, and a white horse with a height of 20 meters stuck its head out of the void.

No... this can't be called a horse anymore. It is covered in golden scales, with double antlers on its head, and a white mane from head to tail. And on its tail... a five-meter-sized head was pulled!

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