The rain needles fell, landed on Qingxi Road Suit, and then slid to the ground. ()

If these rain needles had not touched the blood and bone chips of the demons, they would not have produced those strange blood and flesh slurry and crawled on the ground. They would only slowly seep into the soil, and gradually penetrate into the soil layer through the gaps between the soil and the rocks, and return to the spring veins that had already reached its extreme thirst.

This is the truth in the world. No matter how sharp the rain needle falls into the ground, it will break away from the constraints of magic, return to their silent nature of moistening things, and return to their promised land underground.

Just like Wei Ye and Mrs. Di Yi who had been fighting in the air for a long time, they would finally tear away all the boring greetings and solemn pomp and meet officially.

The big and small pieces of water, like graves, baskets, and fences, were squirming, splitting, and devouring each other. However, on the stone steps of the Guantai, there was a ball of water that had no monsters' flesh and blood in the middle of the flat platform. Then the rain spread to the sky, standing up like a semi-liquid substance with excellent plasticity. The facial features first floated from the surface of the water, and then the hairpin and hairpin rings floated.

Finally, layers of water waves like folds appeared on the water ball, decorating a graceful and graceful figure of the earth god.

Wei Ye stared at the transformation of the water image of Lady Diyi floating on the platform, and couldn't help but spat: "At this time, I'm still playing with these useless pomp."

However, after spitting, Wei Ye still showed a mocking face to Mrs. Di Yi with his usual smile. The only bad thing is that he still protected his head and face with one sleeve, making the gentle face who smiled as if he was mocking people seemed a little sincere.

"Madam Diyi, or, in other words, Madam Aluo, the lord of the demons in Huaili County, you are finally willing to meet me, the villain, although you still use this water image incarnation."

Mrs. Diyi's figure condensed from rain also had the coldness of the wind and cold rain. Her cold eyes glanced at Wei Ye standing under the platform, and asked calmly, "At this moment, sir, still don't want to retreat?"

"Why should we retreat?" Wei Ye asked back directly, and then said naturally: "The ghost army led by Lady Diyi has been all involved in the cycle of reincarnation by this buzz-headed monk. The Right Guard Ghost Army has been considered to be abolished. Under this death-taking rain needle, the demon army under the control of Aluo's wife was almost dead, leaving only these mud monsters to support the scene."

Looking at the crystal-clear earthly form, Wei Ye snorted and added another blow: "You ghosts and gods have lived for more than a hundred years and have only learned two things. One is to promote demons and surrender evil spirits, and the other is to enjoy extravagance and act recklessly. As for the military battle, incense borers with noble status like the wife, I don't understand and dare not understand. At this moment, when I raise my sword and ask for guilt, I ask, should you retreat, Madam Aluo?"

With one word, Mrs. Diyi looked more transparent and cold with the transformed body condensed by the rain.

However, it would be too unrealistic to ask a celestial god who was in power to put down her dignity and pride, and to a pride who had not even cultivated a half-immortal body, to ask questions and be slapped in the face without any standards.

Mrs. Diyi no longer wanted to answer with Wei Ye. She raised her hand slightly, and a black thing slipped out of her wide sleeve condensed by the rain. As soon as the thing touched the stone surface of the platform, the rain on the platform dyed a deep black.

The black current continued to surge and gathered towards Lady Diyi.

A black iron helmet light armor floated out of the black stream, and the black rain flowed into the iron helmet light armor. A tall and powerful armored soldier appeared next to Mrs. Diyi.

And with this change, another Western Regions war horse condensed from black rain appeared beside the soldier.

The armored knight appeared and the war horse appeared. The Xuan armored knight, who was covered by the rain curtain and iron helmet, could not see clearly, then turned over to the horse and looked at the magician under the moon platform with a rebellious momentum.

The mysterious knight, who came from somewhere, held the reins of the horse with one hand, and let the war horse, which had been full of attack consciousness without exerting force, whispered loudly: "Where is the battle flag of our army?"

There was a black flag that spread solemnly behind the Xuan Armor Knight, but it was dancing and radiant in the cold wind and rain. It seemed that this place was not the Guantai where ghosts and gods lived, but was just in the camp of the willows.

Wei Ye stared at the flag. Although the black military flag was made of magic and water, a real military air flow overflowed from the military flag!

It is not the mobs that use the Dongyue bronze fish soldiers and talismans to control the evil ghosts, but the strong army that truly builds an army and has experienced blood and fire will have!

As if inspired by the military spirit on this military flag, the groups of flesh and blood, like graves and fences on the top of Mangshan Mountain began to jump uneasily. Armor, armor, and war horses all kinds of fictitious shapes began to float from the surfaces of these soft mud monsters full of blood and blood.

"So that's it. With the flesh and blood of demons, this is your greatest reliance?" Wei Ye sneered, and Tao Qianjin swept a red light with his backhand: "Monk, Xiao Gao, we are on the battle!"

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Just as Mrs. Diyi used the strange method of sacrificing the blood sacrifice of a group of demons to form a real military force, in the inconspicuous palace, there were always light sounds of iron chains and shackles touching.

This is a torture room, and of course the treatment will not be very good. On a stone wall, there were iron chains and shackles. The little mute's hands were hung up on the stone wall, and his wrists were locked by fine iron handcuffs set onto the wall.

Due to the ulterior motive design, the height of the shackles is very delicate. It is not too high or too low. The little mute must tiptoe to ensure that his wrist will not be painful because of the downward pull of the center of gravity of his body. The tiptoe makes his whole body's strength compete with the weight hanging on his wrist, leaving him without more effort to struggle.

The little mute no longer remembers how he was brought to this torture room by the monster maids under Mrs. Diyi. However, there were still waves of fighting sounds, which were slightly transmitted into his ears through the chilling wind.

He lost the ability to express his feelings in words, and in contrast, the little mute's hearing is much better than that of ordinary people. Among the fighting sounds, there are the most familiar voices in these nightmarish days.

His listening to the fighting sounds outside the observation platform was interrupted at this time. The door of the torture room creaked open, and two monster maids in apricot red shirt broke in and stood on both sides of the entrance with a small thought.

Wang Liuniang walked in from the door to the foreman of Lady Diyi and the monster maids.
Chapter completed!