Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 394: The Law of Defeat for the Allied Forces
Seven days passed in a blink of an eye.

No force came to surrender, not even the human monks, nor did they send a message.

In this regard, Meng Fan guessed that they were in a difficult situation and did not dare to leave the Six Paths of Reincarnation easily.

at the same time.

Standing at the top of the City of Fushen and looking down, the outside world is filled with all kinds of evil ghosts and resentful souls. There is no end as far as the eye can see. The ghost energy is soaring into the sky, almost breaking through the barriers between Yin and Yang.

Most of these ferocious ghosts are riddled with resentment and unconscious. Even if they are restrained by ghost soldiers and Yin generals, they will still kill each other from time to time. Obviously, they will be used as cannon fodder in the future.

"My lords, all the ghost soldiers from the Seven Palaces have been summoned, just waiting for an order, and they can set off at any time!"

A ghost king reported loudly.

Nothing has changed in a thousand years!

In the past, the immortals and Buddhas disappeared, and the monsters, ghosts, and even the human races, the various forces competed for the territory, and there was no such scene——

Yama and Luo from the Seven Halls jointly sent troops to attack the city of Fusi.

"Millions of well-trained ghost soldiers, more than ten million fierce ghosts..." Meng Fan looked away, no longer looking at the enemy's formation, but whispered.

He wears a black cloak with a dragon pattern, and walks on dark golden cloud shoes. He has a delicate face. If it weren't for the overwhelming murderous aura on his body, he doesn't look like the Lord of the Netherworld at all. Instead, he looks like a righteous man, but his face is frosty and he looks cold and indifferent. Favor makes people afraid to approach.

At least nearly [-] Taoist soldiers did not say a word and were silently waiting for orders.

Because he was thinking about things, he kept pacing, and his boots made soft sounds on the ground, which sounded particularly clear on this quiet tower.

And every step seemed to step on the hearts of the leaders of the external forces, making all the demons tremble.

coalition?

In Chinese history, once something like the Allied Forces is involved, there is a high probability that it will be closely connected with words such as fragmentation and failure. This is like a curse, and even monsters are no exception.

At least they are thinking differently now.

As we all know, a gun kills the first bird. If Meng Fan is forced into a desperate situation, he can at least drag the three palaces of Yama along with him. So who should be sacrificed?

Thousands of years of Taoism have been reduced to nothing. He can't even be reincarnated, let alone the power he holds!
Because of this, the war has not officially started yet, and when looking at their own formation and only feeling a sure victory, the Seventh Hall Yama's thoughts are even more complicated. It is actually not surprising that they stabbed each other in the back.

"Everyone, who should we send to take the lead?"

"In my opinion, the Fox King is the best candidate. If you practice the method of nine lives, you will never die."

"good."

"Even if it is folded in, it can still be reborn. It is indeed the best candidate."

Facing the malicious glances, the old man with a green beard shook his head and said firmly:
"I am the weakest in cultivation and can't find anything through testing. You should choose another worthy person."

In the midst of the hedging, a sarcastic voice sounded, which seemed very abrupt, but also surprising.

"Mother-in-law, my king is here!"

A macaque carrying an eyebrow-level stick scratched its ears and cheeks. Seeing that several Yamas were unwilling to take the lead, their faces were impatient, as if they were suffering from ADHD.

"it is good!"

"King Taishan is unparalleled in bravery!"

"As expected of me, the number one God of War in the underworld. The Dou Victor Buddha who was killed by the Supreme Demon Lord in the past. If he could live to see the Macaque King, he would have to look down upon him." No matter how much he despises his heart, the Demon King who occupies all the major Yama Halls On the surface, everyone is praising this macaque spirit. Anyway, it doesn't cost anything to say good things, as long as you can send this brainless thing up.

"Only punish the first culprits and not carry out liquidation."

Seeing such a commotion outside the city, Meng Fan could roughly guess what was going on. He might have chosen a vanguard, so he whispered in his heart and made a decision secretly.

There is no way, there are tens of millions of souls.

Rather than letting his soul fly away, it is better to erase the cause and effect, wash away the memory and reincarnate. This will be of great benefit to the human world, and at least it can speed up the recovery of vitality.

And lose this war to unify the underworld?
does not exist at all.

On the other side, the monsters had also read some books, and roughly knew that there were eighteen princes asking Dong for such a thing. Before the battle, they had to drag the macaque king to toast him one by one. If this guy hadn't been greedy, he would have had to warm the wine. The drama of killing people.

The little demon drank too much, and the demons danced and made a scene there. They all called themselves heroes and clamored to look good to the Taoist priests.

Just as he was screaming loudly, he saw a corpse demon pointing to the sky in panic.

The macaque monster king took a closer look, and immediately flew into the air with the demon wind. Most of these monsters are irritable, and he was no exception.

"If you dare to take the initiative to seek bad luck, take a beating from me!"

Meng Fan didn't panic. He leaned to one side and dodged the blow. Almost instantly, the macaque demon king came at him again like a tarsal maggot, swung his long stick and hit him on the head.

"The monkey is always pushing his limits."

With a cold snort, Meng Fan flashed light in his hand, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword appeared. It instantly turned into a living creature, let out a sky-shaking dragon roar, and headed towards the eyebrow-qi stick.

Bang!
The divine weapons intersected and emitted a golden sound. The Macaque Demon King felt his palms go numb, and his body sank slightly uncontrollably, almost falling to the ground.

"This...how is this possible? You are not good at formations and spells..."

The Monkey King suspected that his allies had drugged the wine, causing him to lose strength. After all, he had been practicing for thousands of years and rarely encountered such situations——

Even if Heishan was reincarnated, he was unwilling to confront him head-on. He could only rely on his thick turtle shell to resist. He never imagined that this handsome little Taoist priest would have such strength.

Talismans are the foundation of the Maoshan sect's inheritance.

However, as the world level continued to rise, the enemies he encountered became more and more difficult. Meng Fan gradually became less interested in this technique. Now he mainly relies on the power of Zhou Tianxing Dou to fight, which is more powerful than thunder.

In addition, due to the emperor's physical training technique, the physical body and vitality have not fallen. It just so happens that this monkey's abilities are all based on martial arts and physical body, so it is most suitable to use them for verification.

"Let me stretch my body and bones with you!"

If the demons send troops in the form of an alliance, it is destined that they will not unite as one. There is a high probability that the Monkey King will be similar to the ghosts of Huangquan and Wangchuan who were sent to death earlier.

Therefore, Meng Fan was not in a hurry to use the formation flag. He grasped the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and pounced on the Macaque Demon King like an eagle flying.

Immortal laws are intertwined, light suddenly appears, the sound of dragon roar is breathtaking, and there is a faint real dragon entrenched on the blade.

The Macaque Demon King was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly raised his eyebrow-level stick in front of him. He didn't expect that the offensive and defensive momentum would change so quickly. It originally wanted to step up the offensive and not give Meng Fan a chance to set up a formation.

when!
The strong wind stirred up by the knife and stick slashed past his face, and the Demon King's thick arms kept shaking. He felt that strong force was coming from the stick, which made him unable to hold up.

"So much strength!"

Without any fancy magical powers, just a hundred or so primitive collisions, the monkey king only felt that his arms began to feel numb, and the tiger's mouth felt a dull pain, as if it was going to burst.

(End of this chapter)