Poncho.
As one of the most prosperous cities in the underworld of Huaguo, and the birthplace of the underworld of Xinhua, it has always been crowded with people. Likewise, as one of the first cities to develop, it even has more economic policies than the salary, and its economy occupies a core position in the country. Slightly marginal post-liberation areas, such as Yunguichuan, have only just formed their economic system.
Pengqiu never saw any swordsmen after they were shot down. It is also prosperous here. Therefore, the most prosperous places must be the safest.
In a teahouse, Huang Liangchuan was happily sipping yin tea in the box, and the warmth of the entrance made him very nostalgic. The box is a typical Ming style, with a golden lacquered crane lampstand and a large-faced hibiscus flower screen with Su embroidery. The hollowed-out and finely carved tableware and the bamboo curtains are half-covered, as if they were isolated from a lifetime of cleanliness. A pot of tea here is simply a ghostly enjoyment.
"Who would have thought that there would be today..." Right next to him, an old man in his seventies took a sigh of relief, and muttered in the cloud of smoke, "The poor one who was paid back then could only rely on rest. Under the tree. Now... tsk tsk tsk... Lao Huang, you are also the vice president of Tiandi Bank, this day... is really beautiful..."
Huang Liangchuan gently closed the lid of the cup and smiled: "It was originally the president, so I have to step aside... My eyesight is still much worse than those who came down later and specialized in economics. But... There is the first phase of research and development. The merits of Ming Coin are here, and this idle position can’t take me. When will it be reprinted, the new version, I can still struggle a few times.”
There was no reluctance in the words.
After working hard, struggling, and walking with the underworld for so many years, it is time to enjoy the fruits of victory.
At this moment, the old man squinted his eyes, opened the half-drawn bamboo curtain, and frowned: "What's going on? Who dares to fly in the air? Looking for trouble? Hate these violations of discipline..."
"I don't know... Are you courting death?" Huang Liangchuan also saw that the sky was full of clouds, rushing straight from the west. He shook his head and said, "It should be a judge to be able to lift off into the sky. Do you really think that you can be presumptuous after following Lord Qin for a long time? I have never seen Lord Qin indulge in discipline..."
Not only them, but all the ghosts in the city saw it.
But he just raised his head and glanced at it, then shrugged his shoulders. Most of them were busy, and only a small number of bored ghosts were able to chat in the sky one after another.
"Who is this?" "I don't know, no one has ever dared to lift off in Pengqiu. King Yan of Qin said that all cities are banned from the sky." "You have to be arrested, right?" "Who knows? At least it's a high-ranking official. There is no promotion path yet. I heard that we can cultivate in the future." "Cultivation? Are you kidding me?" "Hehe... How rare... It's only been three years since you died? You are still young..."
Nobody felt anything out of the ordinary.
Except for the Lijing Palace Building, the governor Gou Yongjun looked at Xilai's Yin Qi with a cold face, and tilted his head: "Tell the defenders on the city wall that if they don't fall down at the city gate, they will all be regarded as a violation!"
Very peaceful, very peaceful. Just like the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor in World War II, the planes were all over the sky, and some people thought it was an exercise.
Smokers smoke, tea drinkers drink tea, civil servants are busy with various documents in the office building. The Yin soldiers patrol the city wall as usual, and no one imagines what this bustling city will face.
The yin qi was getting closer and closer, as if it was running at full speed. Just as he entered the city gate, Qin Changxin's voice resounded through the city like a thunderbolt: "The King of Hell!"
This sound was tearing, hoarse, hurried, and incomparably anxious, mixed into a heart-pounding horror, and the ghosts of the whole city watched it. On the highest Lijing Palace, Gou Yongjun frowned, stopped writing, and looked over as well. The evil men who were reporting to him also followed his gaze.
brush! ! Countless overcast winds converged into Qin Changxin's voice. Because of his desperate dash, his chest was rising and falling rapidly. At this moment, his voice trembled. Just as he was about to speak, he found that his throat was blocked.
In front of his eyes, the densely packed Pengqiu ghost people, the underworld guards, and the underworld soldiers are all waiting eagerly. The streets and alleys, from above, look like countless matchboxes surrounded by countless ants, the number is uncountable!
Pengqiu, a city that has inherited too many legends. The myth of this Yama and the leading group can be heard in the streets and alleys, only they are the ghost people who have seen the Yama, Yama, and the Fujun how powerful they are. As the first capital of the underworld, they have enough capital to be proud of. As the first city in the underworld to open up international trade, Pengqiu's economy is thriving. This has attracted too many ghost people to come here.
Perhaps it is to admire the achievements of the King of Hell in founding the country, or to appreciate the process of the founding of the underworld. After being evacuated once and divided into several cities by Qin Ye, the number of ghost people here has once again exceeded 20 million. In normal times, this is a dazzling political achievement, but at this moment, in Qin Changxin's eyes, there is only boundless terror.
I really dare not think about what will happen once the forbidden technique explodes here!
can not imagine!
"Sir." Right on the city wall, a general raised a horn and shouted: "The governor has an order, you will not fall again, in violation of Article 2 of the Underworld Air Control Act. You will be arrested by force!"
Qin Changxin didn't seem to hear it. He took a deep breath and shouted: "The King of Hell! Thirty-five minutes later, Pengqiu Harbor will break out a forbidden technique! The power is equivalent to the nuclear bomb in the world! All the ghost people leave immediately!!"
"The last thirty-five minutes! Open the city gates! All the city gates are open! Lord Ting Ting and Lord Ghost King will arrive immediately! Close Pengqiu Port! All the ghosts and soldiers are evacuated immediately! This officer is responsible for receiving the Lijing Palace! Immediately !now!!"
Dead silence.
However, on the Lijing Palace building, Gou Yongjun's eyes throbbed with a gleam of fire, and then he stood up with a swipe.
It wasn't just him, all the emissaries beside him stood up and looked at the figure in mid-air in disbelief.
usurped...
Gou Yongjun was trembling all over, and this was the first thought that came to his mind. But think again, otherwise.
There is Yama in the underworld, and there is no room for the ruler to usurp the throne. If he wants to usurp the throne, there is no army. The underworld of China is so big. He came to Pengqiu alone. Is this courting death
not usurping... that is...
real
When these two words appeared in his mind, he trembled all over. Then, he suddenly opened the window and roared at Pengqiu, who was instantly dead silent: "Retreat!! The whole city is evacuated! Didn't you hear it!!"
"Yin Division One, Division Two! Open the city gates!! All the troops are finally evacuated! Escort the ghosts of the whole city away! All government officials are not allowed to evacuate!"
His voice is too low.
The ghost people in the whole city look at me, I look at you, stunned in place.
It was so sudden and abrupt that I couldn't believe it was true. The nuclear bomb exploded in Poncho? What are you kidding
At this moment, suddenly, countless yin light curtains condensed the entire Pengqiu. Zhao Yun and Di Ting's figures shuttled through the clouds, ignoring their own yin qi at all, the two Yamas pointed directly at Pengqiu, bringing the yin wind in the sky. Zhao Yun said in a deep voice, "Pengqiu retreat immediately and block Pengqiu Port!"
"Mr. Qin is not kidding. After thirty-five minutes, the forbidden technique explodes. How far can you walk... It depends on the destiny."
"Now, retreat immediately!! All Yin spirits!!"
Swipe... The light curtain disappears.
boom! ! !
The whole city exploded!
Papa... Above the attic, Huang Liangchuan's folding fan fell to the ground, and he stared at the sky in astonishment, his hands shaking.
The old man beside him also looked at the sky in shock, and now they couldn't believe what they heard.
However... they don't need to listen.
At the moment Zhao Yun's voice fell, the entire Pengqiu City was boiling. In an instant, countless ghost people ran out like crazy, and all the shadow soldiers opened the city gate. The city of Pengqiu, which was orderly and bustling just now, instantly... turned into an active volcano at the end of the world.
"How is that possible!!" A Yin spirit fled frantically, his eyes splitting: "Nuclear bomb blasted Pengqiu?! This, how is this possible! Don't push!! Don't push!!"
No one responded, and no one knew who was pushing him.
The entire Pengqiu has become a torrent of flash floods, and Yin Spirit is the water in it. Fortunately... Fortunately, Yin spirits don't have real bodies, so they won't be too crowded to pass, or fatalities will occur. But... Seen from the air, the entire Pengqiu is emptied from the center, and the scene of thousands of ghosts fleeing in all directions is too shocking.
"Let it go! Let it go!!" "Let's go quickly!! A nuclear explosion is about to happen!" "Oh my God... how is this possible!" "Don't push! Don't squeeze! Everyone can get out!"" Open the door! Open the door!!"
Screams, clamors, endless. At the same time, a loud noise suddenly appeared in the city of Pengqiu.
Zhao Yun listened carefully, and did not know when he had appeared on the Lijing Palace building, with a gentian bright silver gun in his hand, and with a light stroke, a bright white light divided the heaven and the earth, forming a deep ravine in Pengqiu City. Then, his figure flashed and he disappeared in the air. Appears on the top floor of the Lijing Palace Building.
"Mr. Zhao." Where was Gou Yongjun already waiting, when he saw Zhao Yun appearing, he rushed up immediately, the ghost fire was turning red: "Really? Thirty-five minutes later, Pengqiu nuclear explosion?"
Zhao Yun nodded: "Yes."
His eyes immediately turned to Pengqiu City, which was already messed up, and said solemnly: "All Yin spirits leave Pengqiu and must not cross the traces I made. Run, the farther you run, the better! Mr. Qin Changxin is responsible for taking back the distance from the mirror. Palace, and you…”
"Of course we live and die together with Pengqiu!" Before he could finish speaking, Gou Yongjun sternly said, "As the governor of Pengqiu, there is no reason to run away if the city is gone! We will go to appease the ghost people, and we will never leave. Pengqiu Territory!"
Zhao Yun didn't have time to talk to them about this, he gave him a deep look, and his figure turned into a yin wind and disappeared.
Qin Changxin had already come up and said in a low voice, "Governor Gou, immediately count all the evildoers, but whoever leaves first will be fired afterwards, and will never be hired!"
"Yes!"
"Administrator Fang, prepare to assign tasks to the emissaries immediately, and let them lead the other ghosts. I can help you transmit the sound to every emissary's ears!"
"Cao Daotai, immediately go to the top of the building with this official and activate the Lijing Palace!"
"Yes!"
Zhao Yun didn't care about this at all, his figure reappeared and he had arrived at Pengqiu Port. And here, although chaotic, but orderly. Qin Xinzhong is coordinating everything here. Surprisingly no chaos here.
But... can't ignore the earth-shattering vision in the port!
The return to the ruins... has been opened layer by layer, like a lotus flower!
The rays of light inside all lit up, and the mysterious talismans floated up and down in the void. With a violent roar, a huge wave has long been aroused in the port!
Buzzing... The silver-white light sphere, around the central Yingzhou immortal island, condensed into a 100-meter-long sphere of light, which is expanding wildly! Five hundred meters... one thousand meters... two thousand three thousand meters!
Be a... the sun that devours all brilliance. The terrifying power fluctuations are earth-shattering, as if a touch... will usher in the chaos that the universe has removed. The brilliance before these deaths reflected the solemn, frightened, but never flinched expressions on the faces of all the Yin soldiers.
Xu Fu did not lie.
"It's finally started..." Zhao Yunqiang suppressed the throbbing in his heart, facing a big explosion at the forbidden technique level for the first time, even his soul jumped wildly.
"All the underworld soldiers of Pengqiu Customs..." He suddenly raised his hand and flew straight like a cloaked blood crow: "Listen to the order!!"