Underworld exchange group

Chapter 591
Jiang Tianyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "The incident is so serious, even Lord Yan Jun will be aware of it even if he is retreating, and he will definitely come out in time to prevent this catastrophe."

Feng Xingyun laughed at himself, shook his head and said: "There is no hope, there is no hope, the first coffin is over... Lord Yan Jun was framed by the traitor Shui Ruowen in Guigu, and fought against Shui Yihuang again, and the glass golden body was damaged Too serious, already reincarnated."

Jiang Tianyang yelled: "What!"

Feng Xingyun closed his eyes in despair.

The military officers who heard the words were also shocked. Yan Junji Qiye was their reassurance. With Lord Yan Jun around, they were not afraid of big things, but...they felt that the spiritual power supporting them was collapsing.

Lord Yan Jun is not in the first coffin, so isn't the first coffin a fiction?

It's over, the first coffin is really over.

Feng Xingyun suddenly opened his eyes, and said angrily: "It's all your fault, Jiang Tianyang, you are the culprit for the destruction of the first coffin. If you hadn't protected Zhang Fan and given him the position of judge, our first coffin would not have been killed." They will offend the three ghost kings, and they won't leave, why did our first coffin end up in this situation?"

Jiang Tianyang said: "Feng Xingyun, do you know what you are talking about? Look at your appearance, you don't look like a majestic underworld ghost commander. Even if our underworld is really going to be destroyed, we will never blame others. Why did our first coffin ever need others? Help, whether you want to help or not, you still decide on my government, if I, Jiang Tianyang, escape this disaster today, I will never give up with them."

"Besides, even if they are here, so what, the power of this large formation is so great, even if those three people are there, the situation will be much better than the two of us, I'm afraid it will be worse."

Feng Xingyun said: "Jiang Tianyang, don't try to shirk your responsibility, the destruction of the first coffin today, you can't blame it."

"Two commanders, stop arguing, and think of a way to notify Heaven."

Feng Xingyun said desperately: "Now, what else can I do? I can't even use a little mana. The Jiantianyu that can contact the heaven is in Yanjun Palace."

And on a high mountain somewhere in the far end, there is a group of people standing, they are Ji Boya of Ghost Farm Sect, Qian Shua, head of Poyin Sect, Ren Duoluo, elder of Tiangui Sect, and a group of their children.

Ren Duoluo said with a faint smile: "It seems that the first coffin will be destroyed soon."

The eight ghost commanders are trapped in the formation, and there are also a few generals among them. A million soldiers are paralyzed, and Yan Junji Qiye is in reincarnation again. The first coffin is useless, and there is no way to notify the heaven. Anyone can see the first coffin It's over.

Qian Shuo, the master of Poyin Sect: "The first coffin does not believe what it says, and it should be rewarded."

Ji Boya, the black-bellied sword-and-fork man, was expressionless, but no one knew that at this moment, his heart was already beyond excited. He had waited for this moment for too long, and this day finally came. Ji Qiye's foundation will be Uprooted by him, humiliated for more than 2 years, now you are finally going to get your wish, let's see what face you have to compete with me for the next fruit of reincarnation, no, if I find you, I will make you Ji Qiye forever Disappeared in this vast world.

Ren Duoluo glanced at Ji Boya, and couldn't help but say, "Could it be that Elder Ji was moved out of compassion and wanted to help Ji Qiye keep his first coffin?"

Ji Boya let out a long sigh, feeling very regretful: "I am also powerless. If I could do it, I would try my best to save the first coffin from this catastrophe."

He paused and asked: "Could it be that Elder Ren has also moved his heart of compassion. Although the underworld is not trustworthy, Marshal Feng Xingyunfeng is a disciple of the noble sect after all. Elder Ren wants to rescue him?"

Ren Duoluo also sighed pretendingly: "Hey, I am also powerless."

The master of the Poyin Sect smiled lightly: "The first coffin must be destroyed after this catastrophe, but the huge southern Jiuyou land cannot remain vacant forever, presumably the underworld will definitely reorganize the first coffin, you and the three of us have Opportunity to ask for the post of Ghost Commander."

"It's even possible to aspire to the crown of Lord Yan..."

Wasn't Ji Qiye more than 3 years ago just like them, who rose to prominence after taking over Yan Jun's position and became a tyrannical hero.

The hearts of the three couldn't help beating.

If it is true as the head of the Poyin Sect said, the three of them really have this chance, and Ji Boya has the greatest chance, because he is the same clan of Ji Qiye, so he will have extra points in the Heavenly Court.

The other two looked at Ji Boya with inexplicable envy.

Jiang Tianyang suddenly shouted at the Lingguan: "Wei Wuya, Zhang Fan, hurry up and save some blood for my first coffin."

Ji Boya sneered, "Jiang Tianyang has some brains."

"Hurry up, let's go..."

Wei Wuya pondered for a while, and immediately ordered: "Let's go..."

Only the vanguards of Asura could kill them all, not to mention the [-] Asura army behind them, as well as the several Asura kings in the army.

"No Fearless Sacrifice"

The people who got off their horses immediately got back on their horses, and they were about to rush off.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan was unmoved.

Step by step, he watched the thousands of troops walking towards him.

"Zhang Fan, come back quickly..."

"Zhang Pan, come back quickly..."

"grown ups……"

The spirit officials of the underworld were all dumbfounded.

Zhang Fan said without turning his head: "Behind us is the underworld, and there are hundreds of millions of unarmed ghosts in the underworld. We are their parents and officials. They call us adults. Now that soldiers are approaching the city, if we abandon the city and flee, How can I be worthy of them, I am born a man of the underworld, and die a ghost of the underworld, let these one hundred thousand Shuras be buried with me."

The voice was like a thunderclap exploding in the sky, full of blood surged in the body, and the spiritual energy in the body burst out uncontrollably...

"Come on, let's fight!"

Zhang Fan yelled at Hundred Thousand Shura: "If you want to level the first coffin, you have to step on Zhang Fan's corpse."

He looks like he is crazy, but he is overwhelming!
"Heh, this kid seems to want to block the car with one arm." Qian Shuo said in surprise.

"It's just looking for death." Ren Duoluo smiled lightly.

Ren Yaozu behind Ren Duoluo's eyes froze, it's cheap for you to die like this, after he lost to Zhang Fan, he secretly swore in his heart that he would repay ten times and a hundred times the humiliation this time.

The corner of Ji Boya's mouth twitched lightly. In the current situation, no matter how unlucky you are, you may not be able to turn the world upside down.

Shura, who is known as the vanguard of Wuqiong, turned cold: "A mere third grade, dare to come out and shout, let me die!" Tall and scary.

His weapon was a sickle. With a sudden kick, it was as if a spring had been installed, and the whole person flew out. The pitch-black sickle gave off a cold light and was about to cut off Zhang Fan's head.

The vanguard officials of the underworld are all second-class ghosts and immortals, and vanguards are against vanguards. In order to counter the underworld, Shura's vanguard officials are also second-rank.

Shura is good at fighting and killing, and he is generally better than ghosts and immortals, and can even leapfrog to fight.

This is also a manifestation of the difference in lethality between spiritual energy and evil spirit. Although it is not as big as true energy and spiritual energy, there is still a gap between iron and steel.

What's more, Zhang Fan is only in the third-rank realm, which is three major realms lower than him, and among them, he has crossed the sky.

In their view, Wu Qiong killed Zhang Fan as easily as crushing an ant.

"Asura Slash with Sickle!"

Looking at the scythe he shot, Zhang Fan's whole body seemed to be blown out, the spiritual energy in his body spurted out, and under the pull of his fingers, it suddenly condensed into a shape. Before he could see the shape clearly, it turned into a streak of purple gold The light resounded through the sky: "Nine Songs Sword Art."

The purple-gold light suddenly appeared, and the luminosity reached its peak in an instant. There was only light in everyone's eyes, and there was an obvious dislocation in the space, including the sickle in Wu Qiong's hand and his body.

The whole person was divided into two halves by the purple-gold light...

When the light faded away, his cut body was like a balloon with its opening loosened, and the evil spirit inside gushed out, the whole body lost its strength and collapsed to the ground.

Dead, one hit kills!

"This……"

Everyone on Shura's side turned pale with shock, and the vanguard Shura Wuqiong was killed by a third-rank judge in the underworld.

(End of this chapter)