No one speaks.
The scene was a little embarrassing. No matter what, they were one of the princes. When they encountered such a strong suppression, they would naturally feel uncomfortable. but…
dare not say!
Before the emissary came, they had already heard that the giant tortoise monster they regarded as the sword of the hanging beam was instantly beheaded by this army, including the countless human-faced bats. They just can't imagine how this is done
Every time the beast swarm broke out, countless Yin spirits would be taken away. Every day and every night, they prayed that this nightmare would pass, but they could only embrace each other in the dark night with no end in sight. They know too well how terrifying these monsters are, and they also know how terrifying the underworld army who kills these monsters instantly.
"Okay." After a few seconds, Li Lanzhi gritted her teeth. The surrounding digital ghosts jumped, but didn't say anything.
This is recruiting.
If the forces are indeed orthodox in the underworld, if the benefits given are large enough, and if they can develop rapidly and their lives are no longer in danger, why not submit
If it is really the underworld, Yama of the Ten Temples, and Ghost King of the Six Directions, are they an existence that can be resisted? Even if they wanted to resist, the ghost people below would not be willing at all.
But if you just want to recruit and enslave them, then... let all the ghosts see that they also have the confidence to fight to the death. At least... can be twisted into a rope.
"Thank you for understanding, you won't regret your decision now." Lu Fang smiled slightly, and a hexagonal crystal flew out of his hand, which cracked quietly. In an instant, countless shadowy light curtains appeared in various caves in Death City. The negotiation of life and death in the death city clearly appeared on it.
"Everyone." He said calmly to the light curtain: "My official Lu Fang, the subordinate commander of the Pingxi Army of the Underworld."
Very simple action.
But in exchange, it was the shock of all the ghosts in the city of death. I don't know how many ghost people in the cave opened their mouths wide and looked at Lu Fang's basic operations in disbelief.
"My God..." Inside a cave, a forty-year-old Yin spirit looked at the shadowy light curtain that suddenly appeared without warning: "How is this done... This is the so-called underworld army? Yes... Can you communicate by means of television like in the sun room?"
In another cave, several young Yin spirits stared blankly at the hanging Yin Qi light curtain. They wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.
The gap is so big that there is no end to it. Completely the technology tree was crushed.
"How did this happen..." "Could it be that the real underworld... just like the world, has entered a modern society? It is completely different from a primitive city like us?" "We... are just aboriginals in a remote corner?"
The reason that brings everyone together is survival and life, and now, it has begun to collapse silently.
Lu Fang didn't care what other people thought, and said slowly: "A hundred years ago, the underworld collapsed for some reason, the Ten Temple Yama, and the six-party ghost king flew into the heaven. The officials and tens of billions of ghost people were all emptied, but fortunately they were left behind. The inheritance of the underworld. Qin, the third king of hell, worked diligently and worked hard in the morning and evening, and finally made the underworld stand in China again. Now the beast listens to his position, and Zhao Zilong, one of the six ghost kings, returns. Hundreds of thousands of troops go to the country, and the reunification of China is inevitable. Row."
The entire Death City was extremely quiet.
Under the shock of this immortal means, they have been shocked to the point of numbness. Just instinctively, keep listening to the new world they don't know.
However, this numbness is just self-imposed.
As soon as Lu Fang's words fell, all the light curtains flashed in unison, and a huge city appeared in it.
"Heh..." "Zi..." "This... this is the underworld?!" "The underworld... has developed to this level? Didn't you say it just collapsed a hundred years ago?" "My God... This is the dream of returning to the Han and Tang Dynasties?"
Poncho!
At present, the city that the underworld can take best, the city walls dozens of meters high, stand on the ground like monsters. Due to the blessings of various spells, the walls shone with a stunted dim light. It is endless, like the Great Wall. Anyone under this huge city wall can only give birth to worship and reverence.
And... and the city walls, the densely packed shadow soldiers, and the flying flags. The towering towers. All of them tell the strength of the underworld Bingfeng and the development of science and technology! There is no comparison in the dead city at all!
How safe is it to live in such a city? How lucky
In an instant, all the ghosts of the City of Death had the same thought in their hearts.
Before they were overwhelmed, the entire viewing angle in the light curtain rose up and crossed the city wall. Immediately, the poles and flags passed through the city, and there was no end to the singing and dancing on the terraces. Or the golden and green towers are leaning against each other. He Puxu, Yangliu Tingzhou, the reflection of Hongqiao, orchid boats flying, tourists gather and scattered, in a lake.
If it was a shock just now, now... even the shock has been broken. All the ghost people, including Li Lanzhi, opened their mouths and stared at the light curtain.
This is... Traveling through Chang'an? Dreaming of returning to Jinling? Soul wear Kaifeng? Or was it Yanjing yesterday
It's too busy... This is a scene that can only be seen on TV before he was alive... No, it can't be seen on TV at all! Even the most delicate set is only a drop in the bucket compared to the behemoth in front of you!
The yearning for tomorrow on the faces of the ghost people, the vibrant city, the pavilions and pavilions that they can’t reach, all kinds of industries…
There is no comparability... Li Lanzhi bit his lip lightly, comparing the death city with this city, there is no comparability at all... No, even if it is compared, it is an insult.
And this kind of happy life, is it not the ultimate goal for the ghost people in the city of death and herself? Is it a dream
"This is..." She finally said in a trembling voice.
"Pengqiu, the first coastal port city in the new underworld." Lu Fang said calmly, "However, it took two years for Lord Qin to restore Pengqiu to the present."
Two years... This word entered the ears of all the ghost people in the city of death, and their first thought turned out to be: if we surrender, can we move to Pengqiu? Or... Two years from now, will our dead city be like this city, with smoke and willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, with a difference of 100,000 households
He looked at Li Lanzhi deeply and said: "Also, Lord Qin has signed an agreement with the Yangjian government. Whenever a province is cleared, a large number of materials will burn down all major identities. And Shaanxi Province... only one gathering place in the city of death. Others The place has been completely controlled by the underworld."
Li Lanzhi did not speak.
She was moved... No, it wasn't just her, all the Yin spirits present were moved.
It was already very hard to live before you were alive, who would have thought that it would be even harder after death? They are ready to slowly evolve from primitive society to modern society, but how long will it take? Five hundred years? A thousand years
Now, a complete system, a prosperous city, and an orthodox regime have opened their doors to them. As long as they submit to them, they will embark on the road of prosperity, why not be moved
Clouds and trees wrap around the embankment and sand, raging waves roll in frost and snow, the city ranks among the pearls, and the household is full of Luoqi... As long as you think about this kind of life, as long as it is not a pig, you can tell who is stronger or weaker than the current precarious days.
But... Today's shock is like a tsunami one after another. What they thought of as "BeST" was just "More"...
At this moment, the picture suddenly changed, and another city appeared in the picture.
Unlike Pengqiu, this city is mixed with some modern antique buildings. However, when the central ghost gate is closed, the book of life and death is ups and downs, exuding the brilliance of the land. The bright mirror below hangs high like the sun in the daytime, shining on the earth. That is not a dream of prosperity, but a supreme majesty! The appearance of the underworld artifact caused all the Yin spirits to take a sharp breath, and Qi Qi felt their souls tremble.
"What does this feel like..." "I don't know... Just now, it was as if I was glanced at by a god..." "It's terrible, what the hell is this?"
The whispers of countless caves made the huge waterfall unable to hold down. Li Lanzhi took a few deep breaths, bit her lip lightly, and said, "The book of life and death?"
"Yes, the book of life and death, as well as one of the last ten temples of Yama, Bao Tianzi's magic weapon - the mirror hanging high." Lu Fang said with a smile: "This is the second city currently controlled by the underworld, Chengxing City."
The feeling of honor in my heart is burning like a flame, boiling.
The prestige of the underworld made these aliens have no intention of resisting. And himself, is the real underworld. The feeling of crushing the low latitude from the high latitude of technology is simply not too cool...
How about telling you that there are only two cities in the underworld
It only took a few days for Sweeper to send the "city" to death.
"Everyone." He nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Shenzhou is originally a family, there is no reason for the unification of the yang and the division of the yin. Since the underworld has sent troops, it will unify China. And like you, who came down through the yin and yang rift, automatically formed a gathering place. , this official estimates that there will be no more than twenty in the whole country. Even less."
"Once you surrender...you will be valued by the underworld. After all...there is no better foundation for the development of the underworld than a gathering place. Moreover, you have heard in the sun, those historical architects, such as Li Chun, Luban, etc., will help you to re-plan and build the city. Moreover, most of the materials will be aided."
"Of course..." He paused, his voice chilling: "Although Qin Yanwang doesn't want to fight in the same room, if any force dares to stand in front of the underworld army, what awaits it must be destruction."
"Not only will this city be destroyed in ashes, but... the existence of the book of life and death will even bring disaster to the descendants. Although the underworld has not yet completed the six reincarnations and the eighteen hells. But... I think you don't want to see that kind of picture."
"Finally, a message is attached."
He stood up and bowed slightly: "The rank of Yin spirits is divided into ghosts, prisoners, impermanence, judges, Fujun, and Yan Luo. And the entire Death City, Master Qin has seen, and no one has officially entered the ghost. Poor existence. And this time you are facing the Pingxi Army, there is an existence above Yama, and a mansion."
"Choose." The ghosts in his eyes danced wildly, and he looked at the people deeply, as if he was saying to them, and he seemed to be saying to all the ghosts in the city of death: "Return to the underworld, or resist stubbornly. The life and death of you are in the moment of your thoughts!"