China, Underworld, Pengqiu City.
"You laughed?" Di Ting looked at Xu Yangyi in disbelief and blinked: "You actually laughed?"
The second generation of Hades opened his eyes, and his pupils seemed to contain the universe. After a long time, he looked at Di Ting: "When I went to study in Korea, I only passed 60 points in this subject. But...he has achieved 100% now."
"It's not easy." He raised his head, looked at the majestic Pengqiu in the distance, and laughed: "Since he took over as the King of Hell and survived, and now he can make such a change, he will persevere in the face of the King of the Danube. I am very happy. Satisfied... Really satisfied... ”
"Without my murderous arrogance of killing a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom, where would the splendor of the golden armor all over the city come from?"
"Three generations of hell kings, rising from the ruins, reshaping civilization. It is not enough to only understand politics and economy. Surrounded by foreign powers, the modern underworld world has been bullied by China for thousands of years. Without ambition, there is a dead end."
"He's... done."
"Finished?" Di Ting was a little puzzled.
The second generation smiled and looked at the sky: "To take over all the trials of the King of Hell."
"And... the test?" Ting Ting shook his head.
The second generation smiled without saying a word, and after a few seconds, a one-inch golden man walked out of the eyebrows, and knelt on the palm of his hand: "I have seen King Xuanyuan."
"Although the king of hell is not the profession of this king, but it is what this king cherishes very much." He played the villain: "Do you remember the rules of the underworld of China?"
The villain bowed his head respectfully: "If you commit a crime against China, you will be punished even if you are far away! If you insult my heavenly power, even if it is difficult, you will be punished!"
"Very good." The second generation waved his hand, and the villain turned into golden gravel and disappeared from his palm: "Go ahead."
"The tiger slept for too long, and all the ghosts and snakes dared to enter the hole."
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The yin qi was like rose petals, scattered piece by piece, like pitch-black velvet. From a distance, within ten miles of Kunchiyan, everything is shrouded in this piece of black petals, which is beautiful.
Rumyantsev had regained his human size, standing trance among the black rose petals condensed with yin. Liu Yu was not far behind. Around them, the ground was as smooth as a mirror. All the trees within ten miles were cut off from the center, and the incisions were extremely smooth.
No gravel, no debris, no bones, everything was swept away by the sword just now.
"He died?" After a few seconds, Liu Yu looked at the empty scene and asked softly.
Intuition told him that Rumyantsev's current mental state was very wrong.
no answer.
After another five seconds, Liu Yu continued: "Sir..."
"Damn!!!" Before he finished speaking, Rumyantsev suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, and the entire Guangzhou city was shaking like an earthquake, buildings, street lamps, and trees. It took ten seconds to calm down.
"He's not dead... He's not dead!!" Rumyantsev suddenly turned his head, the ghosts in his eyes turned red, and he was beating desperately: "King Hanyang... tell me... where did he go? Now the last thing I want to see , where is he?!"
Liu Yu took a deep breath: "Room 402... Dean's room..."
"Then let's go soon!!" After roaring these words, Rumyantsev turned into yin energy like crazy, and rushed straight into the vortex.
Brush Lala... The yin wind whistled beside him, blowing his yin qi overflowing, his eyes were red, and an unknown fear went straight to the sky. The Tsar's three orders and five declarations sounded in his ears again: it is strictly forbidden for anyone to know all the truth, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to kill Cui Taimin under circumstances beyond his grasp, and it is strictly forbidden to be destroyed by anyone - even if there is irresistible resistance, destroy him yourself.
From here to the bottom of Kunchiyan, it is a switch of yin and yang, even if it is him, it will take five minutes!
Deadly time difference!
Don't be there... Don't be in the dean's room... His hair stood up all over his body, and finally let out an uncontrollable scream: "Aah!!"
boom! ! Yin Qi rushed through the vortex, entered the black channel, and went straight to the bottom of Kunchiyan!
Whoever dares to offend the majesty of the tsar, even if he dies, he will have to pay the price!
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"Heh...heh..." In Room 402, Wang Chenghao's body was covered with countless wounds, and the yin qi burst out like a river.
Breathing heavily, he leaned against the coffin. The chest rises and falls like a bellows. The arms were almost over the shoulders, almost completely disengaged. And around him, there is a wreckage of black blood and yin, and flowers are scattered on the ground.
That is the trace of the battle between Li Gui and Li Gui, and they are fighting each other with death, and neither side will let go. In the end, one party was torn apart and scattered.
The space is very large, and in the darkness, there seem to be countless living dead standing, but he doesn't want to see it anymore. In the open coffin behind him, what did Choi Taemin look like—even though he was so close to this last secret, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
"Who are you! What are you trying to do! Do you know who brought me back to life? How dare you fight against such a huge force?!" In the coffin, Cui Taimin's voice was trembling, he felt the Shiyue close.
The only answer to him was a heavy gasp.
"Do you know the consequences of this?! Do you know who I am?! What do you want? Money? Power? No problem! Mr. Park Chung-hee and I are close friends, and I can give you anything you want! !"
Wang Chenghao smiled, he had long since recovered his human form and leaned limply against the coffin. The laughter was hoarse and feeble.
He suddenly understood the couplet of the ghost gate.
For the three worlds in the world, it is up to you to harm the heavens and the world.
Throughout the ages, who has been let go by the underworld
It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come.
The blood on Cui Taimin's hands is innumerable, starting from his Salvation faction, going to Busan, the Shiyue, and the believers committing suicide... Because of him, there are more than a thousand people killed by him!
Not to mention the influence of girlfriends all over the country, his name, hiding behind all the ugly, has become the root of darkness in Korea.
Now...it's time to pay off the debt.
At this moment, Shiyue penetrated and finally crossed the gate. It was like an ocean immersed in yin qi, with a strong yin qi all over its body. Wang Chenghao gasped, his hand turned into the shape of a spear, and dragged him over.
And one last step...
Cut off the yin and yang shuttle of the Shiyue, that is the real end.
However, the steps were extremely heavy, and after taking two steps, he threw himself on the ground with a thud. The yin all over his body faded like a tide, and his vision began to blur.
"You can't do it... Why are you doing this!? Take refuge in the Russian underworld, it is the world of the god of death! I promise, as long as you take refuge, there will be unexpected benefits! Longevity, immortality! Power! Beauty! Money! You... you say A word!!"
Wang Chenghao couldn't stop at all, just stared at the Shiyue.
Can't you...
The body squirmed like a worm, and they could only move forward an inch. Ah... the ground is so comfortable... I really want to sleep...
At this moment, in front of the Shiyue, Cui Taimin's face and eyes suddenly opened, the whole face was madly twisted, and then... a heart-piercing scream!
"Ahhh!!"
The Ju Yi character was held in a weak hand and was inserted into the bow of the boat, turning into a thundering light that pierced the sky and illuminated the entire space!
"You... did a great job..." Oda Nobunaga panted, sitting on the bow, and for the first time approval appeared in his eyes: "Very good... beyond my imagination... "
Pfft... The candle on the coffin suddenly went out. There was a sound of shaking chains in all directions, like a rising tide. At the same moment, the Shiyue started from the beginning, turned into a trace of Yin Qi, and quickly condensed around the coffin.
"No... Damn it! No!!" Choi Taimin's voice was hoarse. This is not the result he wanted!
The script is not like that!
Rumyantsev told him that if it was not himself or Richard who sent the Afterlife, then he should commit suicide immediately. If he doesn't commit suicide, he will kill him himself. Although the other party added a joke at the end: that is impossible.
But... Who would have thought that such a situation really happened!
He didn't even know who was out there!
He doesn't want to die! He doesn't want to die! It is impossible for him to commit suicide, and to be resurrected after decades, this is his long-cherished wish! Even if the way of resurrection is not human! But he knew better that this had already shown that the plan had failed and that he would not live long...
In the end... what went wrong
At this moment, the void shook. A yin qi full of murderous intent invaded here. A coercion symbolizing the King of Hell came crashing down!
"Heh..." Wang Chenghao's whole body relaxed and fell to the ground with a thud. On the bow, Oda Nobunada smiled and lay on his back on the deck.
it's over…
The nightmare of Korea for decades, the real devil, here... will be the place where he will be given the head.
Hundreds of lives on the Shiyue, those boys and girls who haven't seen the future... A pair of lovers, mother and son, father and daughter...
Their despair will be cut in half today!
Life-weary, inviolable realm, prey state!
Boom! A tear was forcibly torn open in the void, and Qin Ye's blood-stained body appeared at the same time as Liu Changmin.
"Five minutes..." He looked up and said hoarsely, "This is the junction of yin and yang, and the transformation of planes is not so fast..."
Right in front of him, the Shiyue had turned into a vortex of Yin Qi, frantically surrounding the coffin. A dark figure loomed in it.
The talisman paper flew all over the sky, the chains rattled, and the majestic Yin Qi formed a huge vortex of a hundred meters, mixed with countless ghost fires, as if hell had opened a crack.
"In five minutes, Rumyantsev will definitely arrive." Qin Ye's complexion was changing, and he stared at the whirlpool in a trance. At this moment, the vortex suddenly burst, and the yin qi filled the audience, making it look like a black cloud heaven.
"Ah ah ah..." A bald man wearing a Christian black robe with a cross and a fire in his eyes screamed and looked at his hands and appeared in the center of the original vortex.
Choi Taemin!
Stepping into the coffin of the Shiyue, spanning decades, the source of all the chaos in modern Korea, and now... standing under Kunchi Rock!
He screamed, embraced the void with excitement, spread his arms, and sighed the grace of God. However, his face was complicated, worried, and indescribable.
The long-awaited resurrection is not the resurrection you want!
"Who are you...?" After a brief excitement, he turned around and looked at Qin Ye with gritted teeth: "What do you want?"
Qin Ye smiled slightly, gasped and stepped back ten meters. With a slight hook of his finger, a yin silk thread swayed, and at the same time, a dilapidated ballpoint pen landed on the ground.
boom! ! Two yin qi that were not inferior to him suddenly rushed up!
"Cui! Tai! Min!!" Two voices stained with blood sounded at the same time: "We... come to collect debt..."