The slave ghost army, which had fallen into chaos due to the shrinking power of the Ten Hell Palaces, suddenly organized itself and declared its goal of overthrowing the rule of the Ten Hell Palaces. The front of the army was directed towards the dark red mountain peak of the Ten Hell Palaces.
Shi Yandian learned about the rebellion of the Slave Ghost Legion immediately, but sent a team of elite night killers. These night killers were actually the original overseers. In the imagination of Shi Yandian, these night killers were originally responsible for suppression and management.
These slave ghosts send out night killers to deal with the slave ghost army. This seems to be a good deal.
The Night Killers were also extremely proud. They didn't even need to take a position and rushed towards the bunch of seemingly incompetent slave ghosts. I think in the past, these overseers only had to snap their whips and all these slave ghosts would be lowered.
Head, today the supervisors do not have whips in their hands, but they have more lethal swords. I think they should be invincible.
The usually cowardly slave ghosts seemed to have changed today. They raised their chests and looked directly at these night killers. When these killers rushed closer, they suddenly shouted together and took action at the same time. The weak forces gathered together, and unexpectedly
Like a mighty river, it rushes toward the Night Killer.[
After the big wave, there was only a trace of residue. The supervisors who used to be domineering were beaten to ashes by this huge force, and not even a shadow could be found.
There was silence in the Ten Hell Palace. Some people may have expected this result, but no one dared to believe it was true. What was the reason that caused these slave ghosts to change in such a short period of time?
There was a burst of cheers from the slave ghost army, and the cheers resounded throughout the ghost world. Those ghosts who usually couldn't hide themselves all poked their heads out to find out.
Amidst the cheers, the slave ghost army erected a big flag with three big characters written on it. These three big characters were as white as jade and were very obvious in the dark night. Those three big characters were exactly: "Private Army". Together with the big flag
, the private army shouted even louder.
The people in Shiyan Palace know what this private army means, and the ghosts who are watching the fun also don't know what it means.
But Shiyan Palace is worthy of being the force that has ruled the ghost world for tens of thousands of years. After the initial shock and panic, all the ghosts started to move in an orderly manner and prepared to fight. The ghosts responsible for the investigation flew into the inner hall hurriedly
, reported to the King of Hell there. The ghost in charge of logistics had already brought out various weapons.
The King of Hell came to the main hall, stood on the high city wall, and stared majestically at this "private army". With his discerning eyes, the King of Hell naturally saw that there was a superb formation hidden under this seemingly messy position. The King of Hell spoke.
He yelled, and his voice spread throughout the ghost world: "You slaves, I, the Ten Hell Palace, provide you with what you need to survive. Recently, I have not even asked for anything from you. Why do you want to rebel?"
The power of the King of Hell was indeed extraordinary, and it vaguely overshadowed the momentum established by the private army's victory just now.
Suddenly, the private army separated like a tide, making way for a passage. A bald man slowly walked out of the army, his posture was extremely enchanting, and his whole body did not reveal any signs of laziness. This man was Chen Yi. Seeing the momentum of this private army
I was threatened, but I came out.
Chen Yi raised one hand, and the slave ghosts screamed. Chen Yi stretched out his index finger and bent the other five fingers, pointing at the King of Hell on the city wall, and shouted: "City King, don't think that I don't recognize you. Do you still remember the Tiankeng?
That battle?"
The City King's eyes shrank, but his eyes became sharp, and he snorted coldly: "It turns out that it was you, the bald man, who allowed you to escape by chance that day, but today you come to attack me. You are the murderer of me, King Taishan, and this palace wants to get rid of you."
Come on, you dare to deliver it to your door yourself."
Chen Yi made a slashing motion on his neck with his hand, and said loudly: "I can kill King Taishan, and I can kill you today. Are you willing to go down to the palace and fight?"
The City King lightly jumped down from the city wall and came to Chen Yi in a moment.
That day, the City King made a sneak attack in the dark. Chen Yi had always met him by chance. When he met the City King today, he realized that this guy was actually quite handsome. His facial features were absolutely regular, and his demeanor was somewhat similar to Zhuang Duan's, but worse than Zhuang Duan's.
It seemed that he was even more arrogant, and there was an evil look on the face of the city king. He had a typical appearance of seriousness, but a bad heart. Chen Yi believed decisively, otherwise he would not have adopted the sneak attack tactic that day.
The City King smiled evilly and said, "I'm here, but how can I fight?"
Facing the mighty private army, the City King showed no fear when talking and laughing. He treated so many ghosts as nothing but grass. It can be said that one man is in charge of the barrier and ten thousand men are not able to break through. The ghosts in the ten hell halls on the city wall cheered.
.
Damn, you are pretending to be in front of me. Chen Yi cursed in his heart. Without saying a word, he pulled out the small golden sword and thrust it into his chest. Although he did not use all his strength, the small golden sword shone brightly and the sword's intention was
Sensen, the sword is as strong as the killing intent.
As soon as the City King finished his strong words, he never thought that Chen Yi would not even say hello, but would use his dead head to kill him. The sword was refreshing, and his well-condensed consciousness could not help but get goosebumps, knowing that this sword was fierce.
, fearing that something might be lost, he made a decisive decision and flew out.
Chen Yi did not chase after him. He held the sword with a smile. Although his words were soft, everyone in the audience could hear them clearly: "Just fight like this. Don't think that you are the King of Hell and I can't kill you! I said, I can kill you."
King Taishan will definitely be able to kill you."[
In fact, Chen Yi is also quite proud of the Little Golden Sword. As the Buddha's body advanced, the Little Golden Sword also advanced. This sword had little power and made the city king flee. It seems that the Little Golden Sword has great potential.
He is really poor.
The city king stepped back in a graceful posture, drawing a wonderful arc in the air, and landed ten feet away. He couldn't help but blush, well, in fact, that face can't be called an old face, there was no wrinkle at all, but it looked like an old face.
That's about the same as a pretty boy. The pretty girl's face turned red, obviously she was really angry.
Since the time when the Ten Hell Palace ruled the ghost world, he had never suffered such a big loss or suffered such a big loss. The enemy just waved his sword lightly, and he fell back in embarrassment. This was destined to be a great shame for himself.
The City King looked at Chen Yi holding a sword and talking with resentment. He just wanted to tear him into pieces, eat the flesh, and drink the blood. As for how he could do this with his spiritual body, he did not think about the resentment that inspired him.
It was the primitive psychological instinct that he had kept in his heart for a long time. But behind him, the ghosts on the wall of the outer palace of the Ten Hells Hall could only make another crow. The gap was too big, what was the origin of this bald head.
But the vigilance in the City King's heart has not diminished. The bald man has progressed too fast. In a short period of time, he has reached this point. There may be some mystery in it. His mind was spinning quickly, and he suddenly thought of a person.
His resentful eyes couldn't help but waver.
The City King couldn't help but ask: "What is your relationship with that old monk Ksitigarbha?"
It seems that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is indeed well-known in the ghost world. Chen Yi felt a chill in his heart. He suddenly thought that he should hug the thigh of the Monkey King. If the name of this monkey head was revealed,
Will his reputation of piercing the ghost world with a stick frighten the city king? But Chen Yi immediately thought, these thirteen ascetics are still watching him in the private army, or should they praise Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
Give me a name.
Chen Yi smiled strangely and said, "I said that old bald donkey Ksitigarbha and I are old friends. Do you believe it or not?"
Chen Yi's words showed little respect for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and the City King could tell it as soon as he heard it. The City King was even more uncertain, and even more confused about the relationship between Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Chen Yi.
However, even if Chen Yi had any relationship with Ksitigarbha, the City King would not have backed down in public, otherwise it would be embarrassing.
While he was talking, the City King secretly set up a stifling formation. This formation is really smart, big or small. Chen Yi has suffered losses before and has a deep experience. After Chen Yi just asked whether he believed it or not, he felt a familiar power.