After hearing what Li Xiang said, Wei Longwu looked at it with his spiritual thoughts.
Then he saw that Wang Po had a powerful aura on his body.
Although this Qi is not as strong as the Qi of national destiny, it is unparalleledly sharp, like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds, unstoppable.
That's military strength.
It is the powerful force of an angry bullfight.
Throughout ancient times, only Chi You, as a military leader, had this special power.
The force on Wang Po became stronger and stronger, so much so that the surrounding space became somewhat distorted.
Jiuling Yuansheng was not stupid. Seeing this situation, he turned around and ran away.
But before it could escape far, a wave of soldiers suddenly fell and condensed into a sharp sword, with the blade pointed directly at the head of Jiuling Yuan Sheng.
Jiuling Yuan Sheng bypassed the edge of the sword, and a head poked out, biting the sword from the side.
With a click, the sword broke, but the sword energy surged out, shattering the tongue, and the head vomited a mouthful of blood.
Jiuling Yuan Sheng is a fifth-level king with a strong physical body. He can hurt it, which shows that this sword, which is condensed from military strength, is comparable to an immortal weapon.
Soldiers flew out from Wang Po's body and fell around Jiuling Yuan Sheng.
These troops turned into sharp swords, swords, giant axes, long swords... densely packed weapons, blocking the escape route of Jiuling Yuan Sheng.
Jiuling Yuan's holy heart was fierce, and the demonic energy enveloped his whole body, and he rushed towards the dense weapons.
Puff puff puff.
These weapons easily broke through the demonic shield and stabbed into its body.
The Nine Spirits Yuansheng was horrified, and his nine heads roared at the same time.
The roar turned into a series of terrifying sonic attacks, shattering the weapons along the way and blasting huge arc-shaped ravines into the ground.
A roaring sound wave rushed into the sky, shattering the clouds in the sky.
Within tens of thousands of square kilometers, countless monsters were killed by this sonic roar.
According to legend, the roar of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng is a kind of magical power, which can reach the three saints and penetrate the nine springs. It is extremely powerful.
However, this nine-headed lion only awakened the bloodline genes of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, and so far, it is only at the third level.
After the weapons were shattered, they quickly reunited and stabbed at the Nine Spirits Yuansheng.
Jiuling Yuan Sheng was horrified and could not dodge, so he could only bite those weapons.
Nine heads, every time they attack, they will definitely crush nine weapons.
This is also its magic power, which is called nine-headed capture. Once the nine mouths come out, the enemy will be captured.
But what makes Jiuling Yuan Sheng despair is that instead of decreasing, these weapons are increasing in number.
Jiuling Yuansheng was a little desperate.
Wang Po stepped forward step by step.
A stream of weapons flew out from his body, turned into weapons comparable to immortal weapons, and rushed towards the Nine Spirits Saint Yuan.
He is the master of weapons in ancient times. As long as he is around, weapons will never be cut off.
Wei Longwu on the side was stunned.
This guy is simply a mobile arsenal!
Wang Po looked at the Jiuling Yuan Sheng who was fighting against the trapped beast, and said calmly: "It's time to end."
A terrifying force clung to the broken sword.
The broken knife grows and recovers inch by inch.
Wang Po held the Sky-Opening Sword and swung it from bottom to top.
The white sword energy spreads, connecting the earth and the sky.
The terrifying knife energy that traverses the world moves forward as fast as lightning.
It flew dozens of kilometers in an instant and disappeared into the distant horizon.
The huge body of Jiuling Yuan Sheng was cut in half by this terrifying sword energy.
The head in the middle exploded.
The two halves of the body, with four heads left on each side, left the body and flew out, sprouted body and limbs in mid-air, and fled in all directions.
Wang Po looked up at the sky.
A huge force of soldiers rose into the sky, exploded in the sky, and then turned into countless weapons and fell.
Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, knives and forks, all kinds of weapons, densely packed, like a heavy rain, covering the world.
The fleeing clone of Jiuling Yuansheng was unable to escape at all, and was nailed to the ground while still running.
The body of the demon king Jiuling Yuansheng was destroyed.
Li Xiang walked towards the plane of the underworld.
Northern Ghost Emperor Yang Yun and Zhang Heng followed respectfully behind.
King Qin Guang and King Chu Jiang also followed.
The other eight Hell Kings flew out and captured the fleeing Nine Spirit Yuan Saint souls.
Dao's soul clone was tied up with the Soul Hook, and he knelt in front of Li Xiang.
The eight kings of hell said respectfully: "The Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng has been detained. Please forgive me."
Li Xiang waved his hand, and the underworld expanded rapidly, with mountains, rivers, and ghost cities invading this world.
The strong Yin Qi quickly spread to the distance.
In the blink of an eye, the world with a radius of more than 100,000 square kilometers was shrouded in Yin Qi and turned gray.
Change the day and change the world.
The monsters in the mountains and rivers are running away like crazy.
During the escape, Yin Qi entered the body, and countless monsters died. Their corpses quickly decomposed and turned into bones.
Their souls were either captured by evil spirits, or eaten by evil spirits wandering around, leaving them unable to resist.
Wang Po watched this scene from a distance, wondering what he was thinking.
Wei Longwu returned to normal size and stood next to Wang Po, looking at the gloomy environment around him and frowning.
Here, it's eerie, scary, and terrifying.
It is no longer the world they are familiar with.
The strong Yin Qi, like a living creature, kept attacking the two of them.
A faint military force appeared on the surface of Wang Po's body, blocking the invasion of Yin Qi.
Wei Longwu had no means of defense, but he was physically strong and did not take these evil spirits seriously.
The dense fog gradually dispersed.
Wei Longwu was surprised to find a wide river not far away.
The river water is bright red and exudes a strong smell of blood.
A bridge crosses the long river, and the words "Naihe Bridge" are written on the bridge monument.
In the distance, there are ghosts escorting hundreds of ghosts onto the Naihe Bridge.
Some ghosts fled in fear. In panic, they fell off the bridge and fell into the Yinhong River with a plop.
As soon as the ghost floated up, bronze snakes and iron dogs swam over, biting and eating.
A voice suddenly appeared beside the two of them and said, "Two guests, your Majesty invites you."
Wei Longwu was suddenly startled, turned around, and saw a sinister man wearing ancient official uniform standing next to him.
When did this guy appear here?
Elusive!
These four words appeared in Wei Longwu's mind, and he subconsciously asked: "Your Majesty?"
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I reacted immediately.
Li Xiang returned to his ancestor Yin Tianzi. If this place is already the underworld, then the emperor mentioned by Yin Chai should be Li Xiang.
Wei Longwu hesitated for a moment and nodded, Li Xiang would not harm him yet.
The Yin Chai led the two of them across the Naihe Bridge and saw an earthen platform.
Hundreds of ghosts lined up in front of the earth platform.
On the earth platform, there was a large pot simmering soup.
Po Meng scooped up another bowl of soup, put it on the table, and said to the ghosts: "After drinking this bowl of soup, you will forget your past and present lives. After the judgment of the Lord of Hell, good people can enter reincarnation, and evil people will fall into reincarnation."
hell."
"In addition, those who are atavistic or soldiers in the human world and are willing to serve the Lord do not need to drink this bowl of soup from the old lady."
A slightly stronger atavistic ghost asked, "What can we do?"
Po Meng said: "There is trouble in the world. Your Majesty leads my army from the underworld to help the world. What do you think you can do?"
The atavistic ghost was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "I am willing to serve your Majesty."
Immediately afterwards, dozens of returning ancestors and ghosts of soldiers came out.
A young ghost wearing a broken military uniform and a broken arm asked: "Can I do it too?"
He was very nervous, as if he was afraid of being rejected. Seeing Po Meng looking at his broken arm, he explained: "Although I only have one hand left, I can still fight. I think..."
Po Meng waved her hand and interrupted him, "How long is Yangshou?"
The young military spirit said, "Seventeen."
"Died in battle?"
"Um."
Po Meng sighed, "Go over there."
Wei Longwu walked by and felt a little complicated when he saw this scene.
Under the leadership of Yin Chai, the two came to the outside of a ghost town.
I saw two big characters written on the huge plaque at the city gate: Fengdu.
