I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 53

Including Qiu Ping, the faces of all the gods changed drastically.

As far as the eye can see, densely packed Infernal Wraiths shuttle through the space, attacking them frantically.Without the support of [Jiangshan Kanyu Map], none of them would be able to survive.

"Spread out!" The head of the Department of Yin and Yang let out a long roar, and the fifty yin servants and one thousand shrimp soldiers and crab generals who came along with them quickly changed their formation and no longer gathered in one place.

Facing the almost endless Wraith Ghosts, they have no way to resist at the moment, the only way to reduce casualties as much as possible.

If they are still together, it only takes a dozen grieving ghosts to form a formation to kill them all!
It's not just them, there are more than 2000 counties and gods gathered beside the huge pillar of incense, but the number of gods is more than [-], plus the ghosts and sailors, there can be hundreds of thousands.

But the [-] soldiers are far less than the number of these resentful ghosts, and the individual strengths are even more different.

It's not that the power of Shinto is inferior to that of Abi Hell, because this is to train soldiers, so that the lower-level gods can get some exercise, so that in case something happens in the future, these gods will be embarrassing and use them.

If it is really necessary to encircle and suppress these Infernal Resentful Ghosts, the gods sent by Shinto will at least be spirits of rank seven or above.

"Which powerful existence made the move? It's too despicable to act like this." The head of the Yin Yang Division looked up at the sky, and the huge pillar of incense and the world diaphragm of Abi Hell were still colliding, and ripples rippled out.

There are unspoken rules in this world, and the forces of all parties are tacitly aware that the high-level combat power will generally not kill other people's grass-roots forces, otherwise it will be completely messed up.

Moreover, the value of these people and the giant pillar of incense may not be very high.

Obviously, there may be a deeper conspiracy involved, and these people are just cannon fodder or... bait.

"Whoosh."

The old tortoise in Chenjiaping shrank his head, completely hid in the tortoise shell, and rolled out.

The other gods also displayed their supernatural powers, desperately dodging the attack of the Wujian Wraith Ghost, and now they only have one life, and no one wants to die here inexplicably.

The shrew got up at some point, and ran faster than anyone else.

"Snapped."

Not everyone has a strong life-saving ability, almost in an instant, three gods were photographed into meat sauce, and then never revived.

Among them was the Daping Mountain Spring God that Qiu Ping was familiar with.

The opponent was originally a koi and became a spirit. Although his roots were not as deep as Qiu Ping's, he had an auspicious aura.

A few days ago, in Qiuwei, many literati held a spring chanting poetry meeting beside the spring of Daping Mountain, which made the spring god famous.Rumor has it that in the next few years, the City God will give him a promotion to help him enter the ranks of eighth-rank gods.

But now, he died here.

But Qiu Ping didn't have time to feel emotional, because he couldn't protect himself.

More and more resentful ghosts gathered next to the giant incense pillar, making the space for him to dodge more and more limited.

……

At the moment when [Jiangshan Gemyutu] lost contact with the gods, all the city gods in the entire Yangjian sensed it in an instant.

This treasure is under the joint control of the city gods, and they will know what happened within a breath.

Through this treasure, their sight spanned the infinite space and saw the scenes beyond Avici Hell.

Outside the world, a stone tower with a square bottom and a whole body like bricks and stones is above hell, firmly sealing off the space in front of it.

The octagons of the stone tower are decorated with ghostly treasures such as skeletons, bone swords, and bone bowls, which are continuously emitting black energy outwards, looking evil.

Many city gods saw this stone tower, but they couldn't tell what it was.

It can only be recognized that this is the standard of the pagoda, but it is a treasure of Buddhism, so it should not be so strange.

"Quickly report to Emperor Capital and Fengchan Mountain, something serious has happened!" No matter what the origin of the pagoda is, the treasures that can seal off a layer of hell are beyond the reach of city gods like them, not even rank five city gods.

The trapped gods must be rescued by the "Ming Ling King" who has to sit in the imperial capital.

They sent a message quickly, anxious.

"Futu Pagoda... Futu Pagoda, hmph, there is one from the Buddhist sect sitting in Nether, and other forces may not have the courage to dare to imitate this thing... I have long heard that the Yin Division is not peaceful, and I didn't expect it to come so soon." Sitting in Changning County City God In the temple, it is like a clay sculpture, only the eyes blink occasionally.

There is a big family behind him, and he knows far more news than ordinary gods.

In this world, there are not many people who have the guts to challenge Shinto, or rather... very few.

"Report to the City God, the monks from the Arhat Temple came to pay a visit." A small official from the Rapid Reporting Department came in and said in a low voice, interrupting the City God's thoughts.

"Arhat Temple...you don't need to see me anymore, by the way...let them give me some peace."

Chenghuang was annoyed at the moment, he waved his hand to let the little official leave.

Not long after, the [Jiangshan Kanyu Map] that was suspended above the Town God's Temple suddenly shrank out of thin air. If you stood outside this world, you could see a middle-aged man in a bright yellow robe stretching out his hand and The treasure that covered the entire Yangjian Shinto system was picked up and turned into a scroll in his hands.

The City God of Changning County hurriedly bowed. To be precise, all the City Gods in the world should salute.

Because this middle-aged man is the head of the city gods in the world, the first-rank city gods in the world-Chengtianjianguo Simin Shengfu Mingling King.

With one step, King Ming Ling stepped out of the realm of life and death.

In front of him is the Avici Hell, the deepest place in the vast and endless nether world.

Holding the picture scroll in his hand, he waved it forward, and in an instant, this layer of hell shook, and the world diaphragm that was originally suppressed by the pagoda shook wildly, and cracks appeared like snakes.

"King Ming Ling, you are the god of the sun, and you want to interfere with my affairs of the underworld?" I saw countless black little ghosts gushing out from the crack.

These little ghosts quickly closed together and turned into a hundreds of feet tall evil ghost with disheveled hair and protruding head.

However, King Mingling noticed at a glance that the opponent was wearing a crown shaped like a scripture, and his eyes couldn't help but become a little colder.

"boom."

With a wave of his hand, the evil ghost exploded in an instant, and then he was included in the Kanyu map.

"King Ming Ling, it's just a few thousand little gods, a few months of incense and some miscellaneous soldiers. After those gods die, they will become ghosts and officials in my Abi Hell. It may not be a good thing for them. You have to go to think about it." Be clear, if you really break your face with us, we will cut off the communication between your yang and yin!"

Inside the Stupa Pagoda, a deep voice came.

(End of this chapter)