The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 509 The kings of hell gather together (please vote)

Over there, the city of Fusi was gathering troops, landing on the city wall, activating large-scale defensive formations, and adjusting various weapons to defend the city.

With Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha appearing, everything seemed so orderly.

But here, the huge ghost ship hit the ferry on the shore. Dozens of burly ghost generals used their strength to lift Luan Jia and dropped it to the open space outside the city of Fusui.

Even more powerful soldiers dragged in many large soul-eating monsters and resentful ghosts, and built a ghost bridge again. The ghost army on the east bank began to cross the bridge and converge towards the west bank.

As for the original million ghost army on the west bank, they have already started moving.

They have their own system, where they set up camps where they should be set up, where they should be placed, and where they should be patrolled, it looks more orderly.

Both sides were conserving their strength, and no one bothered the other. There seemed to be some kind of silent understanding.

In this way, time continued to pass. When both parties were ready, Madman Ning also set up his own banner.

A large black flag with a red background is placed at the highest point of Luan Jia, with the word "Chu Jiang" written on it, representing his identity.

On the other side, Ksitigarbha also slowly climbed up the city wall, stood on a high place, looked at each other from a distance, showed a thousand-foot shadow, and shouted in the air.

"King Chujiang, long time no see..."

Madman Ning was also on top of Luan Jia. He took a step forward and also showed a majestic shadow. He laughed and said: "I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. I remember the last time. It was also the first time I knew that there was someone like you in the Netherworld." When one exists, it will be at my succession ceremony.”

"Yes, hundreds of years have passed, and the little devil at the beginning can now roam the Netherworld. The so-called vicissitudes of life, time has changed, but that's it."

The haggard old monk was quite emotional, but then he changed the subject and said, "I just don't know what the important thing is for you to come to the City of Wasted Death this time?"

Madman Ning did not beat around the bush, he directly took out the seal of Emperor Song and said, "I am seeking the position of King of Hell for my brother."

"You have the seal, and you have occupied the place of Zhou Jue's palace, so there is nothing I can do to stop you.

But is it too much for you to mobilize troops and mobilize people like this? "

"Haha, you know this too. If I didn't have these ghost army guards under my command, do you think I could get here safely?
The precedent of King Bian Cheng is still before my eyes, shouldn't I be extremely careful? "

The haggard old monk was silent and then said, "What you said makes sense. In that case, please come in."

As he said this, he turned slightly sideways and extended his hand in a welcoming gesture.

Along with his words, the majestic gate of the City of Death slowly opened with the sound of creaking paper.

However, there was not a single ghost soldier or general visible below, and the empty city gate was dark and hazy, like a huge evil beast opening its fangs and mouth.

Madman Ning raised his eyes slightly, a cold expression on his face, but made no move.

"Why, we're already close. King Chu Jiang won't dare to come in, right?"

"You have to go in, but you have to wait a little while for others to arrive."

"other people?"

Ksitigarbha looked stunned and asked: "Who else?"

Madman Ning smiled, raised his hand and said, "Look, they are here."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the whimpering sound of a horn coming from the distance, with a unique desolation, resounding throughout the world.

Then, there were bursts of hoofbeats and a continuous rumble, as if thousands of troops and horses were rushing towards them.

Well, this is not 'like', but 'just'!
I saw countless cavalrymen galloping across the boundless land to the north of the city.

Most of them were wearing full armor and holding long spears. They could actually keep their horses' hooves in place as they marched, creating a terrifying and intimidating force.

After a large number of cavalry, there is a luan riding from far to near. The speed may not seem fast, but it is full of pressure.

There is also a large flag, which is placed on the top of the Luan Jia, making a sound in the cold wind.

The word "equality" in the letter is the flag of the King of Equality.

The king's flag has arrived. Naturally, one of the ten palaces of Yama and the master of the seven non palaces, King Ping Ping, is on top of Luan Jia.

Luan Jia was also surrounded by countless fierce ghost soldiers, wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, so powerful.

But this is still not the end!

Just as King Ping Ping's ghost army arrived and began to form troops, set up defenses, and patrol, the sound of drums was heard again.

The sound of the drum shook the heaven and the earth, coming from the lake formed by the Santu River. Amidst the ghostly wind and mist, huge ghost ships were seen approaching.

There are dozens of majestic ghosts on it, naked, waving drumsticks, and beating the drum in front of them uniformly.

There are countless fierce soldiers and ghosts who will guard the bow of the ship and crowd all the empty spaces.

Dozens of ghost ships and millions of ghost troops guarded the most majestic ship.

On it, there is a flag fluttering, getting closer and closer, and you can see clearly that it is the word "city".

Of course, one of the ten kings of hell, the master of Bizhen Palace, and the city king is about to arrive.

There was another sound of sinister wind whistling between heaven and earth, accompanied by tens of thousands of will-o'-the-wisps.

A large floating ship came speeding over the land at an extremely fast speed.

There are also faint ghost fires appearing in the sky, forming the word "五官".

He is one of the Ten Kings of Hell, the Lord of Taihe Palace, and the King of Five Officials.

Behind him, the Lord of the Palace of Deification, King Taishan, was perched high on a black mountain, floating towards him.

The Lord of Suying Palace, the Wheel-turning King, arrived in the dark wind from the sky.

The Lord of Qifei Palace, King Pingping, suddenly descended from the clouds and mist, and millions of ghost armies quickly spread out.

Moreover, the Lord of Jiulun Palace, King Yama, rode on a giant turtle and arrived across the lake. Countless ghost soldiers emerged from the water.

The water in the Santu River was so fierce, but these warriors and ghost generals remained silent, making countless ghost warriors and generals look askance.

In the end, even King Qin Guangda, the leader of Xuanming Palace who had just suffered a defeat, arrived late.

There are also ghost troops around him, and there are even more of them, but when it comes to elites, they really can't be counted.

Not only was the queue uneven and the formation was scattered, but there were also a lot of ghost inspectors running through it to barely stabilize the formation.

As for high-end combat power, there are only two ghost immortals left and only dozens of ghost kings, which are definitely extremely shabby.

But he is still here!

To be honest, in the land of the netherworld, the ten kings of hell are the top existences. Each of them occupies a piece of land, and they are almost like earth emperors.

But now?

One after another appeared, each of them was in full posture and had brought enough ghost troops, with the intention of starting a fight if they disagreed.

Time has lost its meaning at this moment, because every appearance of the King of Hell represents a huge shock.

Mo Chengjun didn't care. He was sitting on top of Madman Ning's car, watching with interest and a relaxed expression, but he also noticed it.

Even the elite Imperial Guards like King Chu Jiang could not stop trembling when every King of Hell appeared.

That is the fear that extends from the bones and from the depths of my heart, and it is also the awe of the order of the netherworld.

Until King Qin Guangda finally arrived, the front of the entire city of Fusi and the vast open space were already crowded with countless warriors of the ghost army.

You can say that they are hostile to each other and wary of each other; but you also have to admit that they cooperate with each other and vaguely surround the entire City of Fushou.

In the sky and on the earth, there really isn’t even a little gap leaking out.

It was a waste to die at the head of the city.Even with Ksitigarbha's knowledge, he couldn't help but recite sutras much faster at this moment. Ten Palaces of Hell, Ten Palaces of Hell, what a big name.

If today's matter is not handled well, it will be really difficult to say whether the city is in vain or not.

Thinking like this, he finally waved his hand, and a ghost fairy immediately stepped forward.

The withered old monk lowered his head and gave a few instructions. The ghost fairy nodded and immediately turned into the dark wind and disappeared at the top of the city.

He left quickly and came back quickly. When he landed again, there was already a ghost beside him.

This ghost is tall and thin, with an elegant temperament. He has a fragility that can cause him to fall down if the wind blows, and he seems to be seriously injured.

But he was wearing a Nine-Dragon robe and a twelve-rate crown on his head. He was obviously also a King of Hell.

And the only one who can appear here and now is the Lord of Mingchen Palace and the manager of Wushou City, King Bian Cheng.

King Bian Cheng took a few steps forward with heavy steps, and stood side by side with King Ksitigarbha, leaning on the wall a little weakly.

He raised his eyes and looked around, looking at the familiar flags, and suddenly made a hoarse voice, "Hehe" and said with a smile: "Ksitigarbha, Ksitigarbha, I thought you were going to imprison me until death, but I didn't expect that it would only take so long." , you have to let me out?"

Ksitigarbha bowed slightly and said: "King Bian Cheng, you really misunderstood. I was definitely not the one who arranged the attack. I have said this many times."

"Do you think I will believe it? Or, do you think it would be fun to tease a fool like me?"

King Bian Cheng's face became more and more ugly and distorted. Through his eyes under the twelve-rate crown, he seemed to choose someone to devour.

King Ksitigarbha was silent for a moment, and no longer defended himself. He just sighed quietly: "No matter what, at this moment, do you still hope that King Bian Cheng will help me?"

"Help you? Why should I help you? Do you think I will help you?"

"After all, you died in vain as the Lord of the City. You are responsible for the management and coordination here. This situation is not what you want to see, right?"

After a pause, Ksitigarbha said again: "I can promise that as long as you help me get through this difficulty, I will do my best to help you recover and stabilize your position as the Lord of Mingchen Palace."

"Haha, are you going to stop mentioning the City of Wasted Death?"

"It's true that I didn't arrange an ambush for you, but the City of Fusi is already in my hands, so I can't let it out again."

Ksitigarbha spoke frankly and did not want to get entangled in this aspect, but said: "Whether you are willing to do this transaction or not, make a choice.

If you really don't want to, I won't force you, I will send someone to take you down.

Naturally, everything that is about to happen here has nothing to do with you.

Your destiny will also be left to the unknown. "

As soon as these words came out, King Bian Cheng's face froze, and all the previous energy and arrogance disappeared.

He knew very well what Ksitigarbha meant. If this city of futile death was really attacked by other kings of hell, no matter who it was, he would not end well.

Even if he is imprisoned now, at least he is still alive. If he is caught by other kings of hell, he will probably be like the Song Emperor, who will kill the sacrificial flag and give the seal to his ghosts.

Silence spread between the two ghosts. After a long time, King Bian Cheng spoke again: "Is what you just said a guarantee?"

"I swear on my life."

"That's good!!!"

Saying this, King Bian Cheng said again: "Now, how should I reveal the phantom of the Dharma Body?"

Ksitigarbha hesitated slightly and said, "I'm here to help you."

With that said, he stretched out his hand, and a big hand that seemed to be covered with skin and bones pressed on King Bian Cheng's shoulder, and a powerful ghost energy burst out.

Then, another thousand-foot-long shadow appeared in outline.

By this time, other kings of hell have already shown their phantoms one after another. Between heaven and earth, there is a thousand-foot-long king of hell, standing, sitting, holding hands behind his back, or lowering his head and eyes...

The shapes are different, but the momentum belongs to the King of Hell. It can even be said to be blooming unscrupulously, constantly colliding in the void, shattering countless clouds, rain and wind.

But even so, the appearance of King Bian Cheng still surprised the other kings of hell.

The most active King Yama even shouted: "King Biancheng, you are not dead yet?"

King Bian Cheng's face darkened: "If you can't speak, don't speak. You, King Yama, will never be able to say anything nice."

King Yama chuckled and said: "What I said is not nice, but it is just talk. I am not as good as you, who hunt geese all day long only to be pecked by geese.

Look at how embarrassed and ugly it is now. "

This time, King Bian Cheng's face turned even darker.

However, the other kings of hell no longer wanted to listen to their nonsense. King Qin Guang took a step forward and attracted the attention of all the kings of hell.

Although he was beaten badly, when he spoke at this moment, he was not weak at all, and the target was directed at Madman Ning.

"King Chu Jiang, you asked us to come, and we are all here. The ten kings of hell, except for the Song Emperor who was killed by you, are all here.

Coupled with Ksitigarbha, it can be said that the controller of the entire Netherworld is here.

Do you have any big secrets, any big things related to the survival of Netherworld? Can you tell me? "

As soon as this statement came out, the other seven kings of hell didn't show much surprise. It was obvious that they already knew it.

In fact, they came here together at the invitation of King Chu Jiang.

Only King Ksitigarbha and King Bian Cheng were a little confused.

Madman Ning was also unambiguous and laughed: "King Qin Guang, you have lost a game, but you haven't lost much courage, so you can be considered an opponent.

If you want to fight, I'll be with you anytime.

However, it was not my idea to invite you to gather here today, but the request of a friend of mine. "

Saying this, he lowered his head slightly and said, "Inspector Immortal Official, is it your turn?"

Mo Chengjun smiled and also took a step forward. His body was surrounded by golden light, revealing the shadow of a thousand-foot-long god.

He looked around and said, "It's so good today. Almost everyone who can come is here, and even those who shouldn't be here are here?"

Madman Ning took the opportunity to praise him very well: "Then who shouldn't come?"

"The one who shouldn't be here is of course him!"

As Mo Chengjun said this, his eyes suddenly bloomed with dazzling light, like the sun and moon in the sky, shining in all directions. Even the King of Hell did not dare to look at him.

But he raised his head and stared at a gray cloud high up in the sky. The dazzling golden light bloomed, as if he could see through everything.

Another flame cast down along the gaze. Although it didn't look big, it seemed to have the power to burn the sky and cook the sea.

In an instant, the gray cloud was ignited, completely ignited, and turned into a vigorous flame that seemed to burn out.

But the next second, endless demonic energy surged, suppressing the 'Samadhi True Fire', and a figure appeared.

He was also a monk, with nine ring scars on his smooth scalp, and a cassock covering his body, which showed even more compassion.

The monk is very young and handsome. Any young girl or daughter-in-law who comes here will have to look straight at him.

But at this moment, the boundless evil energy destroyed his temperament.

Mo Chengjun, on the other hand, looked at him and said: "Hahahaha, you are indeed here, the true demon of the world of desire, the immortal demon soul, the moon-shattering demon!"

　No one has guessed where "The Twelve Transformations of Jingzhe" comes from?
　　No, no, no...

　　It's definitely not that the name is not famous, but that there are fewer readers reading my books, alas...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)