Chapter 422: Destroy a City God’s Temple and slaughter a province of evil ghosts

Author: No melons in October

Chapter 422: Destroy a City God’s Temple and slaughter a province of evil ghosts

this day.

It is destined not to be peaceful.

In Qingshi, Binhai City, and even nearby cities, a large number of people claimed that they had seen a figure wearing a black official robe with a soul-stirring chain hanging from his waist.

These figures quickly traveled around the city.

Now, under an order, they all gathered together.

The movement was astonishing to the extreme.

But when I tried to take pictures with my mobile phone, I couldn’t take any pictures.

There is only nothingness in front of me.

Such movement naturally attracted the attention of Daxia Longque.

Qian Kuan, as well as all the members of the Daxia Dragon Bird, looked at the black shadows running below the city, and their hearts were filled with shock.

For the first time, they knew that there were so many evil spirits roaming around in the city where they were, protecting the city.

No wonder Qingshi can completely eliminate supernatural incidents.

With such a number of unforeseen events, even if the Ghost King comes, it won't make any waves.

now.

Everyone left the city.

Converging in the same direction.

This situation makes them feel heavy.

Because they don't know what these mysterious trips are planning to do.

In Qingshi alone, they saw no less than 300 Yinzai.

To know.

The original Rongjia Village in Binhai City was just a land of yin energy, which gave birth to a large ghost wave that could kill the entire city.

Compared with the three hundred fierce ghosts in Rongjia Village, this group of evil spirits is undoubtedly more terrifying.

The number of cities alone is enough to threaten the security of a province.

Their departure will naturally make people worried.

not to mention.

This is not just a matter of a city.

When Qian Kuan answered the phone, the person in charge from Binhai City immediately said: "Is there any news about your underworld?"

"Um."

"What happened? My people just told me that there was a purple thunder flying over the city a few minutes ago, stirring up the sky, as if it was the end of the world. Is this also related to the evil spirit?"

Qian Kuankuan sneered and said: "Someone who doesn't know life or death attacked the newly built Chenghuang Temple in the underworld. I don't know what happened specifically, but I think it must be related to those people."

"I'm a goose, attack the City God's Temple!? Where does this courage come from?"

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became louder, as if he was frightened.

What's the difference between attacking the City God's Temple and slapping the underworld in the face?

Did the attackers think their death was not heroic enough, so they chose a more exciting way to die?

"Now I just hope it's not a bad thing."

Qian Kuan sighed.

He can't stop it.

Even Daxia Longque can't stop it.

No one can stop the behavior of the king of hell.

…

the other side.

Wei Qing trembled all over.

Gathering all the underworld gangsters, is this going to start a war?

He also heard what the Half-Step Ghost King-level Blood Ancestor said before his death.

This is indeed a big trouble.

Once the blood ancestor dies, no one can control those blood servants. Once these people go crazy, the threat is no less than an S-level supernatural incident.

The most important thing is that no one knows how many blood servants the other party has transformed.

Blood servants are not evil spirits.

It can only be regarded as a product of half human and half ghost, without the scarlet eyes and iconic fangs unique to vampires.

Placed in the vast sea of ​​people, it is simply a drop in the ocean.

It's so hard to find out.

The boss summoned the undercover men to investigate hidden dangers one by one?

The time it takes is not short.

What should other cities do during this time?

A look of doubt flashed across Wei Qing's face, but he hid it well.

The boss must have his reasons for doing things.

then.

He came to Shen Jian and asked, "Boss, are those ordinary people in the City God's Temple?"

"Send them back."

Shen Jian's voice was calm.

Although the Chenghuang Hall in Tongluo City has not yet been established, it already has a stable number of pilgrims, which is a good start.

Of course he won't waste it.

"yes."

Wei Qing took the order.

He began to direct ordinary people hiding in the Chenghuang Temple to leave.

Seeing that the square in front of the City God's Temple was in a mess, with large and small black pits everywhere, the ordinary people who came to pray fell into silence, their pupils trembled, and their faces were full of horror.

They were hiding in the Chenghuang Temple and naturally heard the noise.

I heard the roar of thunder.

Those big and small black scorch pits are ironclad evidence.

And in this mess.

There is a figure with his back standing on the charred earth, isolated and facing away.

Everyone's body trembled.

Is that person... a god?

Is there really a so-called God in this world?

If so, why has God never saved the world?

If not, then who is he?

Crossing the void, he transformed into the divine thunder of the Nine Heavens, and thunder fell from ten thousand feet, annihilating all things.

What is the difference between this method and that of gods?

While in the Chenghuang Temple, they vaguely heard a scream.

Someone seemed to be shouting, King of Hell?

Everyone's thoughts are racing.

And among this group of pilgrims.

There was a girl with a single ponytail carrying a shoulder bag. She had quick eyes and quick hands and took a blurry back photo with her mobile phone.

In the photo.

A man stood on the scorched ground, with his back to all living beings. His side face had exquisite facial features, but was filled with a kind of deep darkness. Staring at him, it was as if he was staring at an endless hell.
To be continued...