"Of course it's true."

Nie Xiaoqian smiled softly and said, "We are here because we hope you can cooperate with us."

"Obligated!"

Black and white are impermanent, Zhong Kui and everyone said in unison, "Only by command!"

"very good."

Wenquxingjun glanced at everyone, and while sighing in his heart that the Emperor of Heaven was good at his methods, he began to say, "So, so, so, so..."

…

…

This is where the war began.

Dian Mother, Wuqu Xingjun are in front, the awakened Wenqu Xingjun, the Plague God is in the middle, the rest are behind, and finally, there are Yue Yun and the 200,000 Yin soldiers and Yin generals led by Yue Fei!

The group of people followed the flame ladder in an orderly manner and arrived at the third level of purgatory.

There has been no attack from the first and second floors for three years.

The guards here have obviously relaxed a lot.

Although there are still many people guarding and protecting here.

But they were completely unaware of the arrival of the gods.

Phew!

The gods flew past them like swirling lights, and disappeared into the black mist in the distance in a blink of an eye.

"Eh!"

The powerful Yin general seemed to be aware of something, and with a cry of surprise, he turned towards the direction of the dim light and forgot to see anything. He thought he was dazzled, and then shook his head in confusion, and continued to stand guard.

'.

Phew!

After avoiding some Yin soldiers and Yin generals, the gods moved faster and faster, like the wind, like lightning, like a dragon swimming in the dark night. At the extreme point, you can even hear the shrill sound of breaking through the sky.

Among the gods, even the newly awakened Plague God, Wenqu Xingjun, has many methods to prevent some Yin soldiers from discovering him. Moreover, among the two gods, the memory of the Plague God is basically intact, and his magical powers are only for a moment, and he has almost reached the level of

Dzogchen, one foot has stepped into the realm of immortals.

With such a cultivation level, the Plague God could summon Yin Qi with just a wave of his hand, and a dark barrier would be created to cover the group of people walking through the darkness, which was really convenient.

…

After a while.

They disguised themselves and entered the royal city. With the help of Black and White Wuchang, they awakened the Lion of the Underworld and successfully entered the Palace of Hell to face the Emperor of Song.

"Who are you?!"

"How did you get here?!"

The Emperor of the Song Dynasty was a tall man with a sinister look on his face.

He was sitting high on the platform of the Palace of Hell, witnessing his subordinates whipping generals, female officers, warriors and other human beings. Listening to the shrill screams from the humans, the Song Emperor felt three emotions in his heart.

Extremely comfortable, intoxicating and active.

Three years ago, the sharp edge of that knife was like a mountain, suffocating him for three years.

Under special 'therapy', three years later, he finally recovered almost completely.

However……

Today's 'therapy' had just begun and was interrupted.

The leader was a very beautiful woman. She was looking directly at him with her bare hands, looking very angry.

Emperor Song was shocked and almost jumped up, "Who let you in?!"

"hehe."

The extremely beautiful woman smiled coldly, and without saying a word, she turned into a bolt of lightning and shot towards his direction.

boom!

The lightning around her was brilliant, and in just a moment, thousands of thunderbolts emerged from the void, densely packed like thunderstorms and dragons and snakes, and fell towards the Song Emperor.

He didn't have time to react too much, he just instinctively protected himself, so that as soon as he made contact, he was instantly hit and flew thousands of meters away.

boom!

Rumble!

The extremely beautiful woman was unyielding when she was in a position of strength. In her hand, a thunderous 100-foot divine whip rolled like a dragon in the air, roaring and hissing as it whipped her and engulfed her.

The Emperor of the Song Dynasty was shocked, angry, confused and frightened. His body swayed and turned into a ten-foot-tall Pixiu!

Pixiu is shaped like a tiger and leopard, its head is a dragon head, its color is both gold and jade, its shoulders have a pair of sutured wings, and there is a sharp dragon horn on its head!

At this moment, it tilted its head back. It roared to the sky and stamped its feet. A stone slab suddenly flew from the side of the void like lightning. In the clang, it turned into a huge shield! In just a moment, it spun upside down and stood on the ground.

He stood in front of Pixiu and withstood the thunder whip that came from the whip!

Rumble!

Zi La La!

The shield and the thunder whip struck several times in the void, and they were equally matched.

There was a hint of disbelief in Pixiu's big eyes. This woman could actually suppress and restrain him in his strongest state!

He was horrified and couldn't help shouting angrily, "Who the hell are you?!"

Simply baffling!

Why do people sit at home and disaster comes from heaven?

He was puzzled before, but now he really understands it!

"Kill your people!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.

Pixiu's body trembled and he moved to one side almost instinctively.

Clang!

A beam of a hundred-foot-long sword slashed from one side like a sword, and it happened to be exactly where Pixiu was standing. With just one strike, the air was rippled, and dozens of Yin soldiers nearby were instantly struck by it.

smash.

The Yin soldiers didn't even have time to scream and run away before they were beaten to ashes.

The hairs all over Pixiu's body stood up. He was horrified and roared, "Damn it! Who is it? Who are you? I am the Emperor of Song Dynasty. If you dare to kill me, King Yama, King of Five Senses and others will definitely kill you!"

"Kill you. We will go and kill King Yama and others."

An elegant yet cold voice sounded from above Pixiu's head. It was none other than Ning Caichen. He stared at Emperor Song with a strange look in his eyes, and hit his head hard with his fist.

With this smash, a colorful stream of air flew towards Pixiu like thunder and lightning, and in just a moment, it attacked in front of Pixiu.

Pixiu was frightened and angry, raised his claws, and struck hard towards the airflow.

boom!

Just for a moment, the air flow was shattered.

However, before the Song Emperor could breathe a sigh of relief, the differentiated airflow suddenly accelerated and turned into misty air. In just a moment, it penetrated into his ears, nose and other five orifices.

The speed is too fast.

The air flow was too ethereal and too close, so there was no time to defend!

Pixiu could only watch the air flow into his body, and then he felt like the world was spinning and he seemed drunk.

"poison?!"

"Am I poisoned?!"

Pixiu was horrified and at a loss: I think of him, Emperor Song. As a generation of great demons, Pixiu had long been immune to all poisons, but now he was poisoned?! No, this is not a poison. What on earth is this?! The thing floating in the sky

Who is this again?!

"Ouch!"

He turned and ran.

While your mind is still clear, run as far as you can!

However, before he ran a hundred meters, he heard a swishing sound and suddenly there were several more people in front of him. Some of them looked very familiar, and they were clearly Black and White Wuchang.

"Nima..."

"Black and white are impermanent!"

"Is it the subordinate who killed King Qin Guang and the three-headed dog of hell with a sword?!"
To be continued...