Dragons are demons, but they are proud and arrogant, and are ashamed to associate with demons.
The world has entered the era of returning to ancestors. Countless flowers, plants, birds and beasts in the Kyushu world have awakened their ancestral blood and become monsters and monsters.
Hundreds of demon clans attacked each other and after paying a heavy price, they finally sat down to negotiate and finally reached an agreement to form a demon alliance.
As the Monster Alliance grows stronger, more and more monsters and spirits join it.
Only the Dragon Clan looked down upon the Demon Alliance.
However, the Demon Alliance is powerful, but the dragon clan is few in number. Although they despise it, they dare not compete with it. They have lived in the sea for hundreds of years and rarely landed on the land of Kyushu.
The dragon clan and the demon alliance can be regarded as the sea water does not interfere with the river water, and they live in peace and harmony.
This old dragon from the East China Sea, by eating a demon emperor, turned out to be against the demon alliance.
And this can be regarded as a declaration of submission to the Kyushu Human Race, or to be more precise, to Li Xiang.
Although this Confucian ghost king could be killed with one palm, Old Long still showed enough courtesy and kept his posture very low.
Thousands of years ago, Lu Xiufu wandered into the treacherous officialdom and climbed to the top of the court step by step. He was the best at sorting out his thoughts from chaos.
Just listening to the old Dragon King's words, Lu Xiufu knew the other party's purpose. He pondered for a moment, cupped his hands and said, "Jun Shi will remember the kindness of the Dragon King in his heart, and he will definitely repay it in the future. As for meeting Yin Tianzi, I'm sorry, Jun Shi."
Can’t make the decision.”
There was faint anger in the eyes of the old Dragon King, burning like golden flames. In the sky, the wind and clouds surged, and bursts of thunder sounded.
When the Dragon King is angry, the color of heaven and earth changes.
The young master Zhao Bing in the back shrank on his chair in fear, his soul trembling.
Lu Xiufu, on the other hand, was fearless. The sword in his hand kept vibrating, exuding a fierce fighting spirit.
When he was a minister, Lu Xiufu respected the Song Emperor.
Now that he is a ghost general, he has to think about Li Xiang in every aspect.
Transgression is a taboo for officials.
Only Li Xiang can decide whether to see the Dragon King or not.
The old Dragon King saw that Lu Xiufu refused to accept the offer, and was thinking about how to deal with it.
But at this moment, majestic Yin Qi gathered and enveloped the entire Bohai Bay.
The wind was blowing and it was extremely cold.
Lu Xiufu was stunned for a moment, then his expression became respectful.
In front of the building ship, a huge city gate suddenly appeared, and the end could not be seen at a glance.
Above the city gate, there are two huge characters carved on the seal: Fengdu.
Two giant ghost kings with a height of 1,000 meters stand on the left and right sides of the city gate, overlooking Bohai Bay.
Behind the city gate is a huge ghost city with countless tall buildings and countless palaces.
On the city wall, there are many Yin soldiers and ghost generals with powerful auras stationed, and there are also groups of Yin soldiers patrolling. The weakest ones are terrifying existences that are comparable to the third-level demon king.
The old Dragon King looked at it and was extremely horrified.
The dark soldiers and ghost generals on this city wall alone are enough to sweep across his East China Sea Dragon Palace.
The huge sense of oppression came, and even the fifth-level old Dragon King trembled, "Fengdu Ghost City!"
What the Old Dragon King doesn't know is that now, the Ten Palaces of Hell, the Five Ghost Emperors, and all kinds of ghosts and gods have awakened. Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has surrendered, and the power of the Netherworld is rapidly growing stronger.
Rumble.
The two ghost kings slowly opened the huge and heavy bronze door.
The strong Yin energy rushed out, blowing the sea water in front of it and blowing it away.
The thirteen warships, as well as the thousands of ghost ancient ships, were all swaying violently in the dark wind.
Lu Xiufu was blown by the Yin Qi, like a spring breeze.
The old Dragon King on the side frowned slightly and looked solemn.
He knew that Li Xiang had rebuilt the Netherworld Underworld, but he did not expect that in just a few months, the Netherworld Underworld would become so powerful.
In the Fengdu Ghost Gate, the huge King Yama walked out.
He looked in the direction of the Long-Eyebrow Immortal, swung his sword, and opened a space tunnel.
The old Dragon King's pupils shrank suddenly.
He couldn't even tear apart space and build a tunnel with a sword!
"Who is this evil spirit?!"
Facing the surprised gaze of the Long-Eyebrow Immortal, King Yama said: "The Emperor has told you to go to Shanhaiguan to become a god. Go quickly."
The Immortal with Long Eyebrows finally reacted, cupped his hands towards King Yama, and stepped into the space corridor.
King Yama turned around again and looked at the building boat, "The deceased people of the Southern Song Dynasty, Lu Xiufu, Zhao Bing, and the old dragon of the East China Sea, have been summoned by the emperor to follow me into the palace."
He waved his hand casually, and a ball of Yin Qi flew towards him. From the Yin Qi, eight little ghosts rushed out, each four carrying a sedan chair.
The little ghosts trotted to Lu Xiufu and Zhao Bing and put down the sedan chair.
Lu Xiufu first bowed and saluted King Yama, then carried Zhao Bing into the sedan, and then got into another one.
The little ghosts carried the sedan and jumped towards Fengdu Ghost Town.
The old Dragon King subconsciously asked, "What about me?"
King Yama just glanced at him, snorted contemptuously, turned around and walked into Fengdu City.
The old Dragon King was a little angry, but he didn't dare to show off. The power displayed by the Yin God in front of him was by no means an ordinary fourth level.
Such a powerful Yin God is just a messenger.
As soon as he thought of this, the old Dragon King suppressed his anger and sped up to follow.
The giant bronze door slowly closed, and hundreds of figures walked out of the small doors on both sides.
The leader, Yin Chai, dressed in white and carrying a mourning stick, was none other than Bai Wuchang Xie Bian. Looking at the two hundred thousand souls of the Southern Song Dynasty who were at a loss what to do, he sighed, "They are all pitiful ghosts."
Hei Wuchang Fan Wujiu on the side nodded, "The reincarnation has been opened, let's send them to the King of Reincarnation."
Xie Bi'an was confused, "According to convention, these ghosts should select strong ones to join the army, and the rest should build buildings and palaces, or..."
But Hei Wuchang shook his head, "Since the emperor is going to hold a conference to confer gods, the gods and immortal officials conferred by the imperial decree are enough to tear the demon clan into pieces. There is no need to expand the army in the underworld. There are even legions of underworld soldiers leaving one after another.
On the war front, back to ghost towns."
"The emperor's method..." Xie Bi'an lamented, "After conferring a priest, will the heaven be rebuilt?"
Fan Wujiu was stunned.
Xie Bian added, "After reestablishing the Heavenly Court, will the Son of Heaven be the Lord of the Heavenly Court?"
Fan Wujiu twitched the corners of his mouth.
Xie Bian continued without any surprise, "If you become the Lord of Heaven, then why not just take over the human world of Kyushu? In this way, the three realms will be unified. That scene, tsk tsk..."
Black and white Wuchang stood in the corner of the city wall, his words were carried away by the dark wind and blown to an unknown place.
And the ghost town of Fengdu, which suddenly appeared on the coast of the East China Sea, is also gradually disappearing.
In the Bohai Bay, tens of thousands of people on the thirteen battleships watched this scene in confusion.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sun broke through the clouds and poured into the sea and sky.
The tens of thousands of naval officers also gradually came to their senses.
With a clang, the sword in Jiang Hongzhuo's hand fell on the deck. The commander looked up at the sky, feeling like he was in a dream.
But the dense corpses of monsters floating in the sea told him that this was not a dream.
On board the Zhiyuan ship.
The soldiers were stunned and motionless, as if time had frozen.
When the sun shone on him, the warmth brought Wang Hongbo back to his senses. He turned around and asked the captain next to him, "Captain, where are we going next?"
The captain was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly: "Let's go to Shanhaiguan."
In the disappeared city of Fengdu.
The old Dragon King stepped up the high steps and stood at the entrance of the huge palace.
He looked across the hall to the young man in the chariot.
