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Chapter 109 The Catastrophe of the Underworld, Zhuolu Chess Game
hell.

Lin Mo's expression was shocked. He just didn't come for a few days, and the place has changed a lot.

Bustling streets, streams of people.

"Give way, let everyone!"

A group of Yin soldiers escorted a fat man with long beards, his face was ashen. Lin Mo stepped aside, quietly eating melons and watching the show like everyone else.

"Dude, who is that man?"

"Little brother, it looks like you just died, and you don't even know the top ten ghost kings!"

"Dong Zhuo, known as the tyrant ghost king, was recently defeated by the Yin soldiers led by Emperor Dongyue."

"No, I'm about to be sent to Hukou Prison, I guess I don't have to think about getting out in this life."

The other party looked gloating.

Lin Mo silently returned to Fengdu Mansion, and received a pleasant surprise as soon as he came in.

He lowered his head and looked at the black robe in his hand. It was pure black and did not resemble the texture of the cloth. On the back and on the chest was a ghost inlaid with gold, and there were nine black dragons printed around it. It looked extremely domineering.

Xiaolu said: "The second master sent it over, saying it is the exclusive clothing of Emperor Yin."

Lin Mo suddenly realized that it seemed to be the clothes of Emperor Fengdu from before.

Putting it on his body, he soon found that his soul was tightly wrapped by the clothes, as if there was an extra membrane on his body, and there seemed to be other changes, Xiao Lu said enviously: "I heard from the second master that this dress is for that one." The fat man blocked the second master with three swords."

"During the period when I didn't show up recently, what happened?"

"event?"

"Well, let's think about it... Except that the second master led the Yin soldiers to attack Taishan City and captured Fatty alive, there seems to be no other major events."

"Oh, that's right!" Little Lu seemed to have thought of something, and quickly said, "According to Mr. Liu's calculations, the catastrophe of chasing the deer is coming soon."

Lin Mo asked in surprise, "What Junshi Liu?"

"It's Junshi Liu!"

"I don't believe that anyone who is killed in the catastrophe will be reincarnated." Xiao Lu's eyes were very melancholy.

It has gone through six catastrophes, and survived every one of them. The ghost knows where those people who were killed ended up going.

"Chasing the deer and catastrophe, can you be more specific?"

Xiaolu tilted his head and thought for a while, "It's just a group of people of the same realm, led by two fixed bosses, to fight through the opponent and win."

Lin Mo: "???"

My head is full of question marks.

I feel like I can't understand something.

At this time, he suddenly thought of a newly added function of Yindelu, and quickly opened it to check.

【Heaven and Earth Karma: 1000000/999848】

I don't know if I don't see it, I'm startled when I see it.

The progress bar is about to complete.

Lin Mo's eyes flickered, and now he had two choices.

One, exit the underworld now to avoid the catastrophe.

Second, face up to difficulties.

Looking at the little deer who didn't care at all, Lin Mo gave a wry smile. After all, his ostensible identity was recognized by Empress Houtu as the Son of Heaven, how could he abandon his people at this time.

He likes a sentence from the Ming Dynasty very much.

The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies.

With the addition of every soul, his cultivation speed can be increased by one point, so that even if he has not practiced in the underworld, he still has the strength of a ghost general.

As long as he refused to give up the underworld, these so-called catastrophes would have to be faced sooner or later.

Looking at the little time left, Lin Mo and Xiaolu stayed quietly in the yard, quietly waiting for the catastrophe to come...

Suddenly, the little deer stood up, "Here we come!"

In an instant, there was a whirlwind.

The scene in front of Lin Mo's eyes changed, and he came to a strange land.

The surrounding area was surrounded by dense fog, and the visibility was less than half a meter.

Lin Mo didn't move. He learned from Xiaolu that when the catastrophe comes, everyone will appear on an ancient battlefield. Don't panic when encountering thick fog.

Waiting quietly for the thick fog to dissipate.

Sure enough, it didn't take long.

The fog began to lift.

A large group of people appeared beside him, including all kinds of creatures, ranging from lions and elephants to small spirit balls transformed into dead plants, and most of them were humans.

Lin Mo was surprised to find that the realm of these people was similar to his, and there was no existence of being too low or too high, which was intriguing.

And his clothes changed too.

Looking at this costume, holding a spear, wearing cloth armor, and wearing a scarf, it looks like a cannon fodder soldier.

"Little brother, do you want to hold a group temporarily?"

At this moment, an old man beside Lin Mo asked.

The other party was dressed exactly the same as him.

Lin Mo immediately became vigilant.

"you are?"

"Old man Zhang Xilin."

Lin Mo took advantage of the situation and asked, "Isn't Mr. Zhang coming here for the first time?"

"That's right, this is the third time."

"So, Mr. Zhang, can you tell me the rules here first?"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Xilin stroked his beard and said, "This old man guesses that the key to the end lies in the death toll."

"Why?"

"When the death toll reaches a certain level, everyone will be sent back."

"This place is called the Zhuolu Battlefield. It should restore the ancient battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chi You. Look there, my friend. We are assigned to the Yellow Emperor's team."

Looking in the direction of the finger, I saw a tall figure standing on the head of a yellow dragon above the low sky, holding a sword that Lin Mo was very familiar with.

The Yellow Emperor and Xuanyuan Sword!

I saw the two sides facing each other on the plain.

Just looking at the number of people, it is endless, and it is impossible to count.

opposite.

Lin Mo saw the most conspicuous handsome boy at a glance.

According to legend, Chi You has a face like the head of an ox, a pair of wings on his back, eight legs, three heads and six arms.

I saw it today, it really is.

He is nearly five meters tall, and human beings are tiny ants in front of him. Lin Mo really can't figure out how the Yellow Emperor defeated the inhuman Chi You.

"What we have to do in a while is to kill as many enemy troops as possible. We are merciful here. If we are not careful, we may be killed."

Zhang Xilin shook his head, he didn't stop after death, and he didn't know when this kind of life would end.

I thought I was dead.

But when he came to the underworld, his first feeling was chaos. There is no unified rule here. The winner is king, the loser is bandit, and the strong is respected.

So many of them choose to hold together to keep warm.

Don't join any ghost king's forces, and hide from the eye of the sky in the boundless hell, where it becomes a place of lawlessness.

Glancing at the young man next to him, Zhang Xilin couldn't help sighing, why did he die so young, and he didn't know how his grandson was doing in Yangjian.

"Kill it!!"

I don't know who yelled first.

Two waves of troops rushed out immediately, Huang Di and Chi You fought first, and some people around who wanted to approach were immediately shocked to death by the aftermath of their battle.

Zhang Xilin pulled Lin Mo and warned, "Don't even think about getting close, you will die."

"Those people are people who don't want to live. Follow me and stay away from the center as much as possible."

the other side.

Guan Yu and other strong men in the ghost king realm, regardless of whether they have hatred or not, all united at this moment.

Just because what they are facing is extraordinary.

"Xiaodao Chuyun, I have met Emperor Guan."

A young Taoist priest, holding floating dust in his hand, bowed slightly to Guan Yu.

Guan Yu squinted at him and said nothing.

There was arrogance in his eyes.

"Amitabha, I have seen you all."

A group of smiling monks appeared, headed by a monk with luxurious equipment.Wearing a golden cassock, holding a nine-ring Zen stick, and riding a white horse.

A monk holds a long stick in his hand and wears a golden hoop on his head.

A monk is carrying a nine-toothed rake, and a monk is holding a staff of subduing demons.

"It turned out to be the Buddha of the world. The little girl has met several masters." The woman had a bitter face, holding a dilapidated porcelain bowl in her hand, and walked out of the black mist alone.

The young Taoist Chu Yun said: "It seems that we are the only ones who have been grouped together. We are all old acquaintances, only Guan Dijun is here for the first time, so let Xiaodao explain the confusion for Dijun."

"This place is transformed by an immortal artifact."

"I don't know the fairy artifact, but I only know that it has two changes."

"The first stage is the battle of Zhuolu, the projection of the battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chi You in ancient times. At the same time, three different spaces are set up, corresponding to the three realms of ghost soldiers, fierce ghosts and ghost generals."

"They will be affected by the catastrophe. The higher the karma, the deeper the impact. The affected people will gradually lose their minds and eventually become killing machines."

"It's very simple to break the game. Only when the number of people decays to a certain number will it stop. The purpose of this is to control the number of ghosts in the underworld."

Taoist Chuyun said: "The living return to the underworld, and the dead enter reincarnation and reincarnation."

"and many more……"

(End of this chapter)