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Lai Junchen suddenly turned his head to look at the attendant, with a strange smile on his face.
A sense of fear rushed into his heart. He instinctively wanted to run, but was grabbed by Lai Junchen.
Excessive panic and anxiety made Lai Junchen's facial features distorted and impersonal. He said with an expression that could barely be called a smile: "You... Are you actually from Li Linfu?"
"No... not... lord! You, you misunderstood!"
"It doesn't matter... It really doesn't matter..." Lai Junchen lowered his head and smiled, and the next second, he suddenly grabbed Yin Ling's body and threw it into the mirror.
Swipe... A ripple appeared on the mirror, and then, lines of strange blood-red talismans slowly appeared. Just like someone is writing, one word at a time.
"Then, there is no need to worry about killing." He sighed, climbed to the top edge of the altar, craned his neck and looked down, then laughed in a low voice, the laughter grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a crazy big laugh.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Die... all have to die!!" He seemed to wake up from the extreme madness, his hands quickly formed a seal, with a sinister smile: "He!"
Don't think that Lijinggong only has this defensive ability!
Even if you go to hell, this official will drag you along!
Following his seal, Qin Ye was astonished to discover that the skeleton puppets like dark clouds flew straight up above them
How is this going
But now is not the time to think about it. After ten years of raising the sword, once the sword is displayed, victory is in sight. As long as the Lijing Palace is taken down... Qufu... It truly belongs to the new underworld! Add a large piece of territory to the barren land of the underworld!
rush!
There was no more thought at all, and it was too late to feel sorry for the Yin soldier who had just sacrificed. The book of life and death was wrapped around his body, and he took the lead, rushing to the top like a shooting star.
Om... He suddenly realized... that his body has changed
The judge's pen in his hand actually rose against the wind, and finally... turned into a silver-white spear
The appearance is still the appearance of a judge's pen, and there are countless paper money hanging down near the tip of the gun, like a tassel. The tip of the pen becomes the tip of the gun. There are texts on the gun, but unfortunately he didn't have time to read it.
Now is not the time to observe these, the gun is much easier than the judge's pen. He didn't think much about it at all, the spear was a little bit, and there was a bang! A yin qi that was many times stronger than before, condensed from all directions, gathered at the tip of the spear into a one-foot-sized yin qi ball, and then exploded!
A dark yin qi, mixed with thousands of ghosts crying, rushes towards the top! Wherever they passed, a huge ravine cracked on the stairs, the gravel flew, and endless Yin spirits roared out, like a tsunami!
At this moment, Qin Ye clearly felt that something in his body was broken.
In the past, he was far inferior to Alsace. Although he was also a judge, he was still a real bad guy. Arthas was only dipped in the light of his promotion, and he was barely considered half of the insiders. But he still couldn't beat the opponent.
But now... a kind of mentality that oneself can definitely surpass the other party spontaneously arises. This is the confidence that comes with body change.
He didn't know what it was, and he didn't have time to think about it. Now, the first priority is to win the nearby Qufu!
Walk a hundred steps, never half ninety!
Just as the yin qi was charging forward, all the skeleton puppets were desperately combined in the air, and within a few seconds, a huge puppet monster bird with a size of fifty meters was formed!
"Zi!!" The strange bird roared in the sky, the feathers on its body stood up, and a little bit of ghost fire burned on it. In the next second, a monstrous feather of ghost fire slanted down!
Judge!
Qin Ye's eyes shrank, hundreds of thousands of skeleton puppets actually combined into a giant judge bird
"Defense!!" Before he could speak, Yang Yanzhao and Yang Yande were already shouting in unison. However, it's too late.
Puff puff! Countless feathers fell, and at least two thousand Yin soldiers instantly turned into Yin Qi and dissipated. Before Qin Ye could take a look, Yang Yanzhao's fiery voice sounded in his ear: "Master Qin, don't look back!"
"No matter what happens, even if I die! You must not look back!"
"Rush over..." His eyes blazed at the pinnacle: "Rush to this altar, they won't die in vain! The Yin spirit above must be Kong Mo's henchman, holding a lot of genitals, only you can do it!"
Qin Ye gritted his teeth and let out a long whistle, which was even faster.
At the same time, his shot of black light was already close to the giant bird's chest.
At this moment, countless eyes are watching this scene, watching this last battlefield, countless ghost people are hiding in their rooms, watching whether the day can be changed. On the four sides of the city walls, all the shadow soldiers, generals, and generals stopped for a moment.
boom! !
A black shock wave exploded in the air. Like a black sun blooming.
"Hahaha!" At the top of the altar, Lai Junchen, who was already like a withered bone, suddenly stood up, looking up to the sky with a long smile: "Die... die... There are so many people who accompany me to hell, I'm content..."
Before he finished speaking, a black light rushed past him, straight into the sky.
Dead silence.
After a few seconds, his crown of hair was scattered, and his pale hair was draped over his shoulders. The jacket that was moved by the black light slowly fell, and a tiny bloodstain appeared from the center of the whole body.
Boom... He knelt down on the altar again like a puppet whose soul had been taken away. After another full three seconds, he held out his head tremblingly and looked down tremblingly.
As far as he could see, the giant puppet bird stopped stiffly in the air, with a big hole in its chest. One after another Yin Qi diffused out from the combined part, and in the next second, it suddenly turned into fragments in the sky, scattered across the sky.
Yin spirits of the same rank can only be killed in seconds when they encounter a yin difference.
Just below the debris, a figure flew up, the silver-white spear pulled out dazzling sparks on the ground, Yin Qi overflowed, and two burning ghost fires stared at him.
He's going to kill me... This man is going to kill me!
Lai Junchen was screaming in his mind, and his hand had been unconsciously pressed on the Lijing Palace in the back.
"Ah ah ah!" The yin qi all over his body was sucked into it uncontrollably, and he couldn't help screaming.
That feeling... like a little bit of the soul being stripped away. He knew that this had hurt the root, but... He didn't want to die!
"Ah!" With a scream, he desperately pulled out his hand, but the hand had completely disappeared, he was panting like a dog, and his eyes were crazy like never before, with a weird smile, There was a complicated Yin symbol drawn on the ground.
Qin Ye's eyes didn't blink, his eyes only focused on Lijing Palace. At this moment, the surrounding dark clouds were swept away. Countless yin soldiers beside him rushed up angrily.
"Underworld Wansheng!!!"
The slogan is so uniform, victory is at hand, and although the casualties are heavy, it is now the sixth floor! There are only four floors away from where the Mirror Palace is located!
The last hundred meters... rushing over, the sea is wide and the fish leaps, and the sky is high and the birds fly!
Even if there is only the last Yin soldier left, they will never give up!
"Kill!!!" Agitated blood roared in his chest, Qin Ye was at the forefront, taking the lead, and the gloomy wind lingered. However, at this moment, he suddenly saw... countless flowers blooming in the void.
Beautiful and luxurious, it is divided into seven layers, and the petals are slender and swaying.
"The Yellow Spring shines on the other shore, and the flowers bloom for a thousand years... Hehehe..." Lai Junchen laughed hoarsely and sat down in front of the mirror: "The psychic spell... The Dry Boat and the White Bone... This is the last genital tool given by Master Kong, If you want to break through... I admit it!"
From the moment of his own calculation, the only thing he can fight is whether he can suppress the 20,000 army.
No fancy, pure strength match.
Either you die or I die!
Almost at the same time, this sea of flowers on the other side trembled suddenly, and circles of ripples swayed into the sky, as if... Under the rootless flowers, a deep hell appeared.
"Roar!!" In the next second, a huge carrion skeleton, hundreds of meters, roared, pierced through countless other flowers, and suddenly stood up from the void.
The skeleton is dead white, the joints are covered with blood-red muscles, and there are two huge eyeballs in the eye sockets, and a red soul fire is burning desperately at the chest. The moment it appeared, it seemed to take a deep breath, its chest cavity was extremely inflated, and the next second, it suddenly opened its mouth. Countless meteor showers erupted from the opponent's mouth.
Brush Lala... Dongfeng night blooms thousands of trees, more blowing down, stars like rain.
Perhaps, behind death is beauty.
Hundreds, thousands, thousands! I can't even count how many! Qin Ye took a deep breath and subconsciously looked left and right.
Puff puff! A scarlet curtain was formed between the Heaven and Earth of the Lijing Palace, and countless Yin soldiers fell down without a snort. Visible reduction to the naked eye, but in just over ten seconds, 20,000 elites were killed and injured at least 8,000!
However, no one let out a scream.
They... didn't want to let themselves delay King Yama's chance to reach the summit.
In the distance, the army of Qufu had already begun to return to the rescue. Although there were underworld soldiers chasing after them, they were able to bring back at least 200,000 people.
The chance is only this time!
Qin Ye's throat only felt hot, and his lips were trembling slightly. He almost wanted to stop subconsciously and cover the remaining soldiers with the life and death book. but…
The figure just slowed down slightly, and in all directions, thousands of shouts immediately sounded: "Sir! No!!" Lord! Go! Leave us alone! "My lord... I can die for the underworld in this life, and I will die without regrets!" ""Sir Qin! rely on you! Under the judge, it is useless in front of this technique! Everything... please! ""Don't let us die in vain! ! "
Qin Ye's fingers trembled slightly, and he could see how many Yin soldiers were engulfed by the fire rain as soon as he uttered these words.
However, they are laughing.
A deadly smile.
Perhaps... This is what is called doing something, and not doing something... He gritted his teeth and turned his head, looking at the top of the altar with a red glow, the spear was on the side, all the muscles in his body were stretched to the extreme, and then he suddenly swung it out!
This is his strongest blow.
The moment he used it, he had a clear understanding.
boom! !
The gun broke 100 meters, and the people followed the gun, rushed through the last range in an instant, and jumped over the altar.
Behind him, the huge skeleton let out an earth-shattering scream, which turned into pieces of yin wind and dissipated.
Lai Junchen's pupils suddenly narrowed, as if they had disappeared.
Above his head, Qin Ye descended like a god, holding a long spear in both hands, stabbing at him like a meteor with a falling power.
However, Lai Junchen is also smiling.
"Let's die together... Underworld Judge..." He leaned against the mirror, panting weakly, but Qin Ye suddenly found that in the mirror... I don't know when the light of the peach lantern appeared again, facing him Tianling Gai!
bass!
A bowstring snapped.